The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

The final battle has officially begun.

Hundreds of thousands of barbarian troops, like a river bursting its banks, charged toward the second generation of the Zhenbei Army.

The sound of gongs and drums filled the air, and a murderous aura permeated the atmosphere.

The second-generation Zhenbei Army was in high spirits. Facing a barbarian army that outnumbered them many times over, they were not intimidated at all. Each soldier held a weapon and charged forward head-on.

Ren Pingsheng, Master Ta, Li Yourong, Xiuer, and a group of scions of prominent families rushed to the front.

Qin Changye also made a move. He opened the second level of the Burial Immortal Tower, and dozens of immortal puppets at or above the fifth level of the King Martial Realm roared out.

Like dozens of meteors, they crashed into the densest formation of the barbarian army.

Furthermore, the fact that he had previously defeated the Tie family army and personally killed the dozen or so war elephant beasts was also brought up by Qin Changye.

They also became immortal puppet war beasts loyal only to Qin Changye, and their combat power was enhanced compared to when they were alive, thanks to the nourishment of immortal energy in the Burial Immortal Soil.

At this moment, under Qin Changye's command, they charged towards the barbarian army, almost blinding them.

Their war elephants, which they had painstakingly tamed and were most proud of, were now charging at them.

Is this reasonable?

Soon, to their even greater surprise, the silver eagle on Qin Changye's shoulder suddenly revealed its true form.

Its wings spread wide, and the oppressive aura of a fifth-level demon king's bloodline made their knees go weak, almost causing them to prostrate themselves on the ground.

After digging out everything that could be dug out and releasing everything that could be released, Qin Changye's figure swept through the chaotic army and headed straight for the Barbarian Emperor's imperial carriage.

None of the barbarian generals he encountered along the way could withstand a single sword strike from him; with each swing of his ink sword, a row of barbarian soldiers fell.

He ignored the corpses of the barbarian soldiers, but buried the corpses of the barbarian generals in the first and second floors of the Burial Tower according to their cultivation levels.

Seeing Qin Changye charging straight at him, the Barbarian Emperor finally stood up and drew the golden holy sword from his waist.

This golden holy sword was forged entirely from meteorite gold passed down for thousands of years by the barbarian royal family. It was not only incredibly hard, but also contained the power of runes, reflecting a dazzling brilliance under the sunlight.

Teng!

Above his head, the image of a huge, fierce tiger suddenly appeared.

This is precisely the fierce tiger-like appearance unique to the royal family of the barbarian kingdom.

At this moment, the lifelike image of a fierce tiger above the Barbarian Emperor's head was even larger, fiercer, and more powerful than the three tiger images above the old servant with the insole-like face combined.

To everyone's surprise, when facing Qin Changye, the Barbarian Emperor not only drew his holy sword but also unleashed the Fierce Tiger Form, going all out from the start. This was truly a solid move.

The next moment, everyone was even more astonished to see that the huge tiger image on the Barbarian Emperor's head actually stood up and transformed into a half-tiger human with a tiger's head and a human body.

In his right hand, which had transformed into a grasping hand, a golden holy sword slowly materialized.

Both its color and style are exactly the same as the golden holy sword in the hands of the barbarian emperor, only it is dozens of times larger.

"What's going on?"

"The aura of a fierce tiger who wields weapons?"

Everyone was stunned.

This situation completely shattered their worldview.

Qin Changye, on the other hand, remained calm and composed.

In my previous life, I roamed the human realm and saw all kinds of forms. Not to mention the fierce tiger that wields weapons, I often saw forms that could transform themselves into weapons.

"die!!!"

The barbarian emperor could no longer conceal the murderous intent on his face.

He gripped the sword with both hands, just as a fierce tiger gripped the sword with both hands.

He raised the golden holy sword above his head, and the tiger-like figure also raised the golden holy sword above its head.

As he unleashed his aura at the peak of the first level of the Imperial Martial Realm without reservation, countless cracks appeared on the ground beneath his feet under the immense pressure, spreading wildly in all directions.

The aura of the Tiger's Form, cultivated to its peak, was released without reservation. Under the powerful pressure, countless cracks appeared in the surrounding space, and the sound of shattering was deafening and continuous.

Then, the two golden holy swords slashed towards Qin Changye at the same time.

Wherever the two sword lights passed, the air and even space were torn apart like white paper and withered leaves.

The overwhelming killing intent resembled a tangible mountain, pressing down fiercely on Qin Changye.

Faced with two golden beams of light of such earth-shattering power, Qin Changye remained calm and composed, even uttering four words with a hint of disdain: "Fancy nonsense!"

His God-Slaying Sword Technique is the perfect counter to all fancy tricks!

He suddenly raised the ink sword.

All the sword energy and sword intent flowed into the ink sword in that instant.

The dazzling golden light, like a golden volcano suddenly erupting, almost blinded the onlookers.

"The Fifth Form of the God-Slaying Sword Technique: Slice Through the Heavens!"

This move was something Qin Changye could barely execute in his previous life when his cultivation reached the Imperial Martial Realm.

However, in this life, with the enhancement of immortal bones, various immortal-level physiques, and various mortal-level physiques, Qin Changye, who was barely at the peak of the sixth level of the King Martial Realm, was able to unleash his full potential.

As soon as it came into view, a dazzling sword light rose against the tide and soared into the sky, transforming into a golden pillar of light that could pierce through heaven and earth, shooting straight into the clouds tens of thousands of feet high.

Then, before everyone's dreamlike gaze, the seemingly insurmountable sky was cleaved open with a crack tens of thousands of feet long and hundreds of feet wide, a crack that would never heal...

"He actually cleaved the sky in two?"

Is he a god?

Many people gasped in amazement; this was a spectacular scene they had never witnessed in their entire lives.

They wouldn't even dare to dream so boldly.

Many people instinctively pinched their thighs hard, feeling the excruciating pain, before realizing they weren't dreaming and that what they were seeing was real.

Then, they were even more astonished to see that the crack transformed into a dazzling golden river, descending from the sky.

This golden river was too powerful, carrying endless pressure, and seemed to be sentient, crushing the two sword energies emitted by the Barbarian Emperor and the Tiger Form.

Afterwards, the golden river continued to fall, releasing terrifying pressure as it pressed down on the Barbarian Emperor and the Tiger Form.

The tiger was the first to let out a mournful howl. Its massive body was crushed and collapsed, its head, chest, and limbs all being pulverized by the immense pressure.

Following closely behind, the Barbarian Emperor was also sent flying backward under the immense pressure, his body smashing the magnificent imperial carriage to pieces.

He clutched his chest, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He was certain that Qin Changye's cultivation level was only at the King Martial Realm, but this sword strike had directly and severely injured him!

This is unreasonable!

Seeing Qin Changye defeat the Barbarian Emperor with a single sword strike, the morale of the second-generation Zhenbei Army instantly reached its peak. Vast power of faith surged in from all directions like a floodgate being opened, converging into a mighty torrent that flowed into Qin Changye's body.

Click!

The bottleneck in his cultivation shattered instantly, and Qin Changye leaped to the seventh level of the King Martial Realm!

At this rate of advancement, it won't be long before his cultivation reaches the Imperial Martial Realm.

Once one's cultivation reaches the Emperor Martial Realm, the third level of the Burial Immortal Tower can be unlocked, which makes Qin Changye eagerly anticipate it.

He gripped the ink sword, feeling the power within his body reaching a new level, and then glanced at the barbarian emperor who was struggling to get up from the ground.

A voice boomed like thunder: "Today, this general will escort His Majesty the Barbarian Emperor to his death!"

Having said that, he swiftly and decisively slashed out with his sword.

"What? That sword strike that cleaved the sky just now wasn't your full-power strike?"

The Barbarian Emperor stared at the sword that was hurtling towards him with even greater momentum, and was completely shocked.

Then, his face turned ashen.

He couldn't even withstand that last sword strike despite his best efforts, so how could he possibly block this even stronger one with his head?

Chirp chirp chirp...

However, at that moment, a sharp cry of an eagle suddenly came from the sky.

Everyone instinctively looked up and saw a huge eagle, its body no less impressive than the silver eagle, rapidly flying towards them from thousands of feet in the sky.

A jet-black sword light suddenly emanated from the giant eagle, carrying a sharp whistling sound as it traversed tens of thousands of feet in an instant, blocking the Barbarian Emperor and shielding him from the dazzling sword light emitted by Qin Changye.

Boom boom boom...

The two sword lights collided violently, unleashing a deafening roar.

Then, the giant eagle swooped down from the sky, and you could vaguely see two people sitting on its huge back.

A young-looking man with a full head of white hair.

One was dressed in colorful clothes and had a seven-colored mark on his forehead.