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

After the collision, Qin Changye was forced back dozens of steps.

The second sword!

The third sword!

The fourth sword!

Qin Changye suffered repeated defeats.

Clearly, the vast gap between cultivation levels is like countless insurmountable chasms.

However, Qin Changye's eyes remained calm and still.

Tian Di was indeed far stronger than the Barbarian Emperor; every clash was like a mortal crashing into an impenetrable wall.

But he remained calm. His combat experience accumulated in his previous life and his keen sense of combat allowed him to avoid fatal blows whenever he was at a disadvantage, and he even became more courageous in battle.

Then, Qin Changye took out the Thirteen Swords of Zhuxian and casually tossed them out.

In an instant, thirteen longswords formed a dazzling net of swords in mid-air.

This is Qin Changye's improved Zhuxian Sword Formation, which precisely trapped Tian Di within it.

"This is getting more and more interesting!"

Originally, Tian Di thought that one move would be enough to kill Qin Changye, but after many moves, Qin Changye was still alive and even managed to unleash a decent sword formation.

He's getting serious!

The improved version of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation unleashed an even more ferocious rain of swords, slashing down on Tian Di.

Tian Di snorted coldly and released his sword energy, forming a protective sword aura on his body.

No matter how many swords rained down upon him, they couldn't penetrate his protective sword aura even slightly.

Holding a black sword, he slashed out and severed the nearest Immortal Execution Sword in two.

Then, he walked toward the second Zhuxian Sword.

He knew very well that if he cut all thirteen Zhuxian Swords in half, the Zhuxian Sword Formation would naturally be broken.

At the same time, Qin Changye took the opportunity to look up at the sky, at the battlefield belonging to the silver eagle and the black eagle.

The black eagle was forced to retreat, its massive body struck by the silver eagle's wings, which began to gleam with gold. The wing bones broke, and the eagle let out a mournful cry.

The golden light on the silver eagle's wings grew even brighter, its evolutionary momentum becoming unstoppable.

Tian Di, who was breaking the Zhuxian Sword Formation, also witnessed this scene.

His eyes flashed with ecstasy and greed; the silver eagle had not only recovered, but even showed signs of evolution.

He couldn't help but shout at the silver eagle, "You're quite good. I've changed my mind now. I can be merciful and give you another chance to sign a blood pact with me."

The silver eagle shook its head without hesitation: "Impossible."

Tian Di's gaze darkened: "Don't rush to refuse. Open your eyes wide and see clearly how I killed your master."

His gaze then turned to Qin Changye, his voice filled with undisguised killing intent: "Now that you're free from the blood pact, you can sign the blood pact with me without worry."

As he spoke, black energy surged from his sword, and the twelfth and thirteenth swords of the Thirteen Swords of Zhuxian were successively severed.

Qin Changye reached out and swept all thirteen broken swords back into the second level of the Burial Immortal Tower.

Although they are broken, the orange burial soil will soon repair them.

During the time that the Thirteen Swords of Zhuxian trapped Tian Di, an aura even more terrifying than "Sword Slicing the Sky" was brewing on the ink sword in Qin Changye's hand.

Tian Di's expression changed slightly; he actually felt a power emanating from Qin Changye that made his heart tremble.

He saw Qin Changye raise his ink-black sword and say slowly, "The sixth move of the God-Slaying Sword Technique: Slaying the Holy Emperor!"

Whoosh!

A jet-black sword light shot out, silently sweeping across the air, magnified infinitely in Tian Di's eyes.

Tian Di instinctively raised his sword to block.

boom!

After a deafening roar, it seemed as if the heavens and earth had been blown apart!

Tian Di was forced back several steps by the sword, his colorful clothes were slashed open with a long gash, and a tiny scar was left on his chest.

He was injured!

He was injured by a young man at the peak of the seventh level of the King Martial Realm with a single sword strike!

Desperate cries erupted from the barbarian army.

Even someone like Tian Di could be injured, so where exactly is Qin Changye's limit?

How can we fight this war that involves the entire nation?

The next moment, the enemy's despair was transformed into the power of faith, flowing into Qin Changye's body and allowing him to directly reach the peak of the seventh level of the King Martial Realm, which he had just broken through to the initial stage of the seventh level of the King Martial Realm!

Qin Changye couldn't help but sigh, "As expected of the Human Emperor's Immortal Body, it is truly terrifying!"

Tian Di wiped the blood from his chest, the playfulness in his eyes completely vanished, and he finally regarded Qin Changye as a true opponent.

At the same time, the Grand Tutor, who had been watching the battle, also made a move.

He crushed the wooden box he carried with him, and countless array materials flew out, turning into streams of light that fell to the ground, instantly forming a huge magic array.

"My senior brother's two greatest strengths are swordsmanship and animal taming."

My two greatest strengths are, and that is, setting up formations.

He glanced triumphantly at the super killing formation that had already been set up, then looked at the Barbarian Emperor: "I set up this ultimate killing formation to help my senior brother kill Qin Changye faster. However, to activate this ultimate killing formation, we need many corpses."

The barbarian emperor immediately pointed to the corpses scattered all over the ground and replied, "That's wonderful. There's no shortage of corpses on the battlefield."

The Imperial Advisor shook his head: "These corpses won't do. My ultimate killing formation is somewhat special. Only those corpses that voluntarily sacrificed themselves in life can truly activate it."

These words caused the barbarian emperor's face to darken. Then he saw the imperial advisor point to the barbarian soldiers beside him: "Let these soldiers sacrifice themselves!"

The barbarian emperor's face grew increasingly grim: "But they are all my soldiers!"

"That's why I made you ask them to be sacrificed." The Grand Preceptor's tone was indifferent, as if those vibrant lives were nothing more than pawns that he could discard at any time.

Seeing that the barbarian emperor was still hesitant, the Grand Preceptor's tone turned cold: "Your Majesty, you don't want to see my senior brother defeated, and you and your barbarian kingdom completely destroyed by a twenty-year-old, do you?"

One sentence struck the Barbarian Emperor like a thunderbolt, instantly bringing him to his senses.

He gritted his teeth, steeled himself, and walked to the front of the battle line. Facing the last barbarian soldiers of the Barbarian Kingdom, he said in a tone of utmost authority: "My warriors, as you have seen, the enemy is far stronger than expected. They have been conquering cities and seizing territories all the way here, and they are almost unstoppable. Right behind us is Fancheng, and beyond Fancheng is the imperial city of our Barbarian Kingdom."

We have been forced into a corner with no way out. Today is a war for our entire nation. If we don't want it to turn into a war of annihilation, we can only trust the Grand Advisor's plan for a decisive battle. And to begin this decisive battle, you all need to willingly sacrifice your lives.

These words caused many barbarian soldiers to show fear, while many others gradually hardened their gazes.

The barbarian emperor stood with his hands behind his back, his voice choked with emotion: "Rest assured, after your deaths, your families will be treated well. I will record your names in history! I will make your deaths heavier than mountains! I will forever remember your contributions to the barbarian kingdom!"

He paused, then his voice, like thunder, resonated deep within the eardrums of every barbarian soldier: "Sacrifice yourselves, my warriors!"