Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 765 - 759: The Battle of the Third Heaven_1

"Is this the Third Heaven?"

"The cultivation environment is indeed much better than the Second Heaven!"

In the Third Heaven, within a certain starfield, the stable void suddenly shattered, tearing open a spatial rift hundreds of miles long and twenty miles wide. Streaks of deep crimson Evil Qi seeped out from the rift, flowing like fresh blood. It was as if some supremely terrifying entity had delivered an earth-shattering blow, scarring the starfield!

Zhao Yun, clad in silver armor and wielding a war spear, stepped out of the rift first. Behind him followed ranks of robust soldiers wreathed in Evil Qi, two million strong in total. Upon emerging, these soldiers immediately formed ranks in the starry sky, suffused with immortal energy, radiating a menacing killing intent, poised to strike at any moment.

"General, according to the stellar map, the nearest of the All Clans to us is the Blood Wave Clan!" a Colonel stepped forward, saluting as he spoke.

"The Blood Wave Clan?" In Zhao Yun's calm eyes, a glimmer of understanding flashed. He was very familiar with this clan! To think that after the Crystal Clan issued the 'Extermination Order,' the first expert to strike at the Qin Dynasty was the Blood Wave Clan Ancestor, whom I personally killed with a single spear thrust. And now, the first of the All Clans I'm to eradicate is also the Blood Wave Clan.

"Pass on my command: leave none of the Blood Wave Clan alive!" Zhao Yun raised his war spear, issuing his cold command.

Hearing the order, the soldiers silently tightened their grip on their weapons. Their killing intent surged instantly as they transformed into countless streaks of light, charging forth to kill.

At the same time, across the vast and boundless Third Heaven, more than a dozen spatial rifts appeared. Millions of troops marched out from them, each contingent storming off in a different direction to engage the enemy.

「The Blood Wave Clan!」

They were the overlords of the surrounding starfields. Although their influence had dwindled significantly after the fall of the Blood Wave Ancestor, losing their former glory, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; they had managed to weather the storm and survive.

The World of Ten Thousand Blood, the ancestral home of the Blood Wave Clan, radiated a blood-red light. Amidst the myriad stars, it was particularly dazzling. From this center, the Blood Wave Clan's influence radiated outwards, directly controlling one starfield and indirectly affecting several others. This world was composed of a blood-colored ocean and landmasses. Countless Blood Wave clanspeople lived in the sea, shuttling back and forth, leaving fleeting traces of their breath. The weakest among them had cultivation at the Heavenly Immortal Realm. Those with cultivation below the Heavenly Immortal Realm were forbidden from entering the World of Ten Thousand Blood to cultivate.

BANG!

Suddenly, a silver war spear flew in from a distance. Like a silver dragon baring its fangs and claws, it collided with the world's celestial dome, unleashing a world-shattering impact. The sturdy dome of the world, like fragile paper, was easily torn apart, revealing a black hole. Looking up from the ground, it was as if the heavens themselves had shattered!

An aura of destruction spread from the black hole, forming a wind of death. Within an instant, it swept across the entire continent, causing the endless void to shatter. Mountains tens of thousands of feet high collapsed, their rubble shattering the sky. Countless ancient trees were uprooted, sucked into the void, and turned to ash.

"We're... under attack!" On the surface of the blood sea, numerous Blood Wave clanspeople on patrol cried out. But before they could finish, they were sent flying by giant waves, bleeding profusely. This wind of death even reached the depths of the blood sea, creating violent undercurrents that swept away many of the weaker Blood Wave clanspeople.

"What's happening?" Deep within the sea, Blood Wave Clan experts who had been in seclusion opened their eyes, annoyed, and looked towards the sky.

Under their gazes, Zhao Yun, leading the Second Army Legion, passed through the black hole and entered the World of Ten Thousand Blood, descending like heavenly soldiers and generals overlooking the world.

"Qin Flags!"

"They're from the Qin Dynasty Heavenly Court!"

"How is this possible? The Human Clan actually dares to counter-attack the All Clans?"

Instantly, the Blood Wave Clan experts spotted the Qin Flags fluttering in the wind. Cries of alarm sounded continuously, and deep within their eyes, alongside intense astonishment, lay a trace of profound fear.

The Qin Dynasty Heavenly Court had attacked! What should we do? This is an enemy we can't possibly defeat!

"So, you've finally come," a voice sighed. In a quaint, ancient secret chamber, an old man with white hair, wearing a crown and wielding a trident, slowly opened his eyes, sighing deeply. His expression suggested he had long anticipated this day.

"Are you... the one who killed my son?" The next moment, the elder stood tall in the sky, gazing at Zhao Yun. He was not angry, but calmly asked his query.

"It's the Old Clan Leader!"

"I heard he was in seclusion, attempting to break through to the peak of the Greater Immortal Realm! I wonder if he succeeded!"

"Even if he did, so what? Even the Saint Heir of the Middle Thousand Worlds couldn't withstand the Qin Dynasty Heavenly Court. No matter how strong our Old Clan Leader is, he can't turn the tide!"

With the elder's appearance, a brief flicker of excitement rippled through the Blood Wave Clan. But it quickly faded back into despair.

"He deserved to die!" Zhao Yun responded.

"Indeed. He failed to accurately assess his own strength and brought a formidable enemy upon our clan. He truly deserved to die!" The Old Clan Leader did not deny it, seeming indifferent to his son's death. However, Zhao Yun keenly observed that the Old Clan Leader's words were clearly insincere; as he spoke, a flicker of murderous intent had flashed in his eyes, only to be forcibly suppressed.

"General, that rebellious son is already dead. I am willing to offer our clan's wealth, accumulated over a hundred million years, to resolve this conflict," the Old Clan Leader continued, a glint in his eyes. He knew that the Qin Dynasty was a newly ascended power, lacking resources. He believed that with his clan's wealth, accumulated over hundreds of millions of years, he could certainly sway Zhao Yun and save his clan. As long as the clan survives, I'll have a chance for revenge! As for the wealth accumulated over hundreds of millions of years... though it pains me, I have no other choice right now!

"Wealth from a hundred million years?" Zhao Yun sneered disdainfully. "Indeed, it's tempting. But I'd rather take it myself. Once I kill you, all the Blood Wave Clan's wealth will belong to the Qin Dynasty!" With no further words, he thrust his spear.

"Damn you!" Seeing that negotiations had failed, the Blood Wave Ancestor (for it was he, the old clan leader now fully revealed) threw off his disguise. His eyes turned crimson, and he raised his trident high. Boundless blood-red light surged to the heavens, shaking the universe.

RUMBLE!

From the vast blood sea, thousands of water columns erupted, each tens of thousands of feet high, propping up heaven and earth. They formed a gigantic Formation, sealing the heavens and imprisoning the sea. Within the Formation, tens of thousands of human wraiths appeared, their faces savage, resentment flaring to the heavens. They emitted piercing shrieks that mingled with the thunderous roar of the churning waves, making eardrums ache.

This was the Blood Fury Formation! The Blood Wave Clan's ultimate protective formation, with the corpses of tens of thousands of Heavenly Immortal experts as its foundation, nourished over time by the essence blood of powerful experts, its might had become terrifyingly immense. Even a Martial Artist at the peak of the Greater Immortal Realm could not break through this Formation.

"My sons, follow me and fight!" From the depths of the sea, an elder drew his sword and roared fiercely.

The many clan members remained silent, their faces resolute as they surged out of the blood sea, charging towards the Second Army Legion in the heavens above. They all knew that this was a critical moment of life and death for their clan. It was time to fight with everything they had! Victory seems impossible... but we cannot simply await our doom!