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This was a battlefield.

Xiang Han was able to remain calm at first.

However, this calmness only lasted for a quarter of an hour before it vanished into thin air.

There was only one thought on his mind, and that was to listen to the bugle. As for his subordinates, they continued to fight. This was a blood-soaked battle, but as long as one of the White-Eyed Demon God or Xiang Yu's illusions collapsed, the number of deaths would be counted in the thousands.

Without the assistance of the formation, a person's power would be weak, from weak to Nascent Soul Stage. Xiang Han could only constantly brandish the ruler heavenly sword in his hand. The one hundred and eighty meter long ruler sword in his hand transformed into a sharp weapon that reaped the enemy's attacks one after another.

There were only a few dozen White-Eyed Demon that stood at one hundred and eighty feet tall.

And these dozens were the images of the enemy's main attack.

Xiang Han started tearing and killing, in just a quarter of an hour, more than thirty feathered afterimages rushed over.

He was so scared that he had no choice but to retreat.

However, this massacre lasted for three days and three nights. Blood and bones flowed like a river, and ten thousand corpses lay on the ground.

It was not until the sound of the flute that they heard the bugle call of the Pale Barbarian Army.

The morale of the Qin was much higher.

The left path was Long Yuan's army, and the right path was also supported by Chu Army.

Countless Nascent Soul stage cultivators had perished on the spot.

The Universe Eight Desolations Six Harmonies Formation continuously absorbed the spiritual energy the White-Eyed Demon God provided, clashing with the gigantic Xiang Yu's mirage.

Even after three days and three nights, there was still no clear victor.

As for the military intelligence department!

Xiang Han's military merits were rising nonstop in a terrifying state.

Another three pipes sounded.

It was reinforcements again, but this time they were military aircraft, Xiang Han did not know that.

One after another, the White-Eyed Demon fell from the sky, coming from all directions to provide support.

One of them was exactly the image Xiang Han had of him.

The instant that white eyed demon god appeared, a sword wheel descended from the sky, instantly killing close to ten of the enemy's Xiang Yu's phantoms. Then, it unexpectedly soared upwards, meeting the gigantic Xiang Yu's phantasm's attack head on.

"The Profound Truths of Samsara, nine profound paths!"

After a loud shout, a shining sword pierced through the gigantic Xiang Yu's shadow, directly aimed at a general of the Chu Country.

This General Wei's expression did not change as he flipped his right hand, causing a huge golden ball to spew out terrifying streams of white flame. Once the white flames appeared, the White-Eyed Demon God Sword weakened and its attack changed to defense.

A sword wheel appeared out of thin air, forming a circular wind that blew away all the white flames.

"General Hidden Dragon, your reputation is well-deserved!" Unfortunately, this is a battlefield! " The guard shouted and immediately mobilized a huge amount of energy, turning into a giant hand that suppressed the White-Eyed Demon God, who was in front of the Hidden Dragon General.

Cold sweat poured out of Cang Sha's forehead, but he was not afraid.

At the same time, a 900-foot-long dragon swung its tail and directly smashed the sky-upholding giant hand to pieces.

Canghai Mingyue didn't pay any more attention to him. She thrust out her sword once more.

"Cang Ben was born for war, why should he be afraid of the battlefield!"

A supercilious demonic god had actually joined this battle, causing countless soldiers in the city to sigh in admiration.

The White-Eyed Demon is strong, but compared to the Giants outside the formation, it is like a mortal compared to a Nascent Soul cultivator. However, the one before him is an anomaly.

Xiang Han had also noticed this scene, the name of the Hidden Dragon General, Cang Sha, resounding in his ears. That day at the aurous core stage, the terrifying power of exterminating someone at the late stage of the Body Refinement Realm still echoed in his mind.

This wasn't a genius, but a true monster! No matter how monstrous the demon was.

At the same time, a red-haired, blue-browed female general fighting in the sky saw Xiang Han's one hundred and eighty meter white hair demon god. At the same time, a red-haired, blue-browed female general fighting in the sky saw Xiang Han's one hundred and eighty meter white hair demon god.

"Humph!" "You're courting death!" The red-haired, blue-browed female general snorted coldly. After a few rounds of battle, she took out a jade mirror the size of her palm and shined it on Xiang Han.

This jade mirror was extraordinary; it was a high-grade spirit artifact. It shot out multicolored light that was capable of harming a person's life and taking their soul. If this mirror was used by an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, it wouldn't be that powerful!

But right now, it was a shadow formed by an outer body cultivator called Xiang Yu! Even though it was just a wave! However, they were not ordinary people that could match him.

How could Xiang Han have noticed such a change?

By the time he realized this, he only felt that the light in the sky was extremely terrifying, causing him to feel a sense of dread.

With a flash of light, the Thousand Desolate Array instantly collapsed.

"This is bad!"

"My life is over!"

Lan Ling broke out in a cold sweat. She pulled out a purple hairpin from her hair and chanted a spell. She didn't stop until the hairpin was thirty feet tall. Lan Ling slowly shrank until she was a cloud of fog. She hid behind the hairpin.

A thousand Aurous Core cultivators of different levels all ran for their lives.

However, how could the armies of Chu let go of this opportunity to kill their enemies? Within a few exchanges, a thousand of their Aurous Cores had been slaughtered by Xiang Yu's shadow.

"You're courting death!" A Black Tortoise on the side of the ship roared out in anger. The Dragon Turtle spat out a hundred golden arrows. These arrows were a set of a hundred high grade spirit artifacts. Once the arrows were shot, the red-haired, blue-browed female general could no longer be distracted.

"Xiang Han, retreat!" A high-pitched voice rang out.

Only then did Xiang Han come back to his senses.

Immediately, he gritted his teeth and turned into a four zhang long body!

His right arm was burnt to ashes by the auspicious cloud.

Just as Xiang Han was about to retreat, he saw a sixty meter long feathered shadow frantically smashing down with his halberd.

Without the support of the Thousand Desolation Array, Xiang Han was not this person's opponent. He swept out the Heavenly Sword in his right hand, his strongest move, Wu Jian, charging forward.

In just a single exchange, he was shaken by Xiang Yu's figure until he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Violet Thunder Beast was now afraid. He and Xiang Han were sworn brothers, if Xiang Han were killed, it wouldn't die, but its mana would plummet. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't be able to protect itself, it would be a small matter, only if it injured its soul.

The purple lightning beast let out a roar and shot out from between Xiang Han's eyebrows. He bit Xiang Yu's figure, and at the same time, purple lightning flashed, filling the surrounding space with thunder and fire.

The Violet Thunder Beast was a God Beast at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Stage. Its body was 90 feet tall and it was like an ancient God! At this moment, he suddenly bit on Xiang Yu's shadow, naturally not doing anything to resist.

The shadow suddenly turned dark, but its godly might remained the same.

"Humph!" Xiang Yu's shadow did not show any change in expression. His long halberd spun in the air, thrusting violently towards the gigantic head of the Violet Thunder Beast.

Right at this moment, space congealed. After a series of ripples, a twenty-foot-tall White-Eyed Demon performed some wondrous incantations. It was actually the divine ability of the Great Dao of Space.

But before Xiang Han could rejoice, he saw another four of Xiang Yu's phantoms flying towards him, the largest one was actually ninety meters tall.

Xiang Linfen immediately pulled back the Violet Thunder Beast with his left hand. After a long hiss, his body suddenly split into a fifty meter long shadow without any hesitation.

15 meters! This was not something Xiang Han's body could achieve.

In these five meters of space, Xiang Han's blood boiled, and traces of bright red appeared on the skin of his body.

An ancient aura hung in the air.

This scene attracted the attention of all the general level experts in the sky.

"What's that?"

"Quick, attack!" The red-haired, blue-browed female general suddenly shouted, and the jade mirror in her hand shot out once more.

However, he had failed this time.

How could the Black Tortoise allow it to interfere so easily? With a wave of its dragon tail, a round of white light came out from the ground and welcomed the cloud that was shot out by the jade mirror, easily destroying it.

Xiang Han's body had just reached fifteen meters, and his blood was boiling. A pair of purple ox horns sprouted from his head.

His body expanded once again.

Sixty feet!

70 feet!

Eighty feet!

When he was nine meters away, Xiang Han had already turned into a primordial devil ox. The demon cow let out an angry roar.

"What is this!"

Looking at the nine-foot-long Primordial Demon Cow, no matter if it was in the air or on the ground, everyone was terrified.

There was a sharp, fearful sound.

The Demonic Cow stomped on the ground.

With just one step, the battlefield that was filled with the sound of blood being cut apart suddenly froze.

It was as if there was only one demonic bull in the world.

"Anger of the Ancestor!"

A few faint words came out from Xiang Han's mouth.

With a stomp of his foot, an extremely terrifying huge wave shot out from the ground. Following that, wild flames surged out and all living things were incinerated.

The four Xiang Yu phantoms that had just charged at him, had just revealed expressions of fear when they were overturned by this huge wave. This kick contained the rage that was awakened from the bloodline of the Ancestral Demonic Cow. Although it was only one strike, it still wasn't something that these phantoms could match.

As for the thousands of people in the crowd, before they could even use any life-saving methods, they were all turned to dust by the huge wave.

It had to be known, the weakest of these Xiang Yu's phantoms had the battle power of a late Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, and the strongest had already surpassed the average cultivator.

With this attack, he had killed five of Xiang Yu's phantoms, but he did not even have time to react. Furthermore, his momentum did not decrease at all. He directly scattered to the side, regardless of whether he was enemy or foe.

The enemy's largest Xiang Yu shadow could no longer care about being attacked by the dragon and phoenix phantoms. After enduring three attacks, it suddenly waved its spear!

"Dharma Idol!"

"A divine creation!"

"King of Hell's Three Lives Shield!"

It was only then that the Ancestral Fury of the Ancestral Faction was forcefully withstood.

At this point, Xiang Han was unable to bear the power as he shrunk back to his original size, his consciousness sinking as he wondered what would happen next.

The result of this attack was that it had killed more than a dozen of the enemy's Amethyst Phantom Shadow. Fortunately, the general level figures were able to use large amounts of spiritual energy to suppress them, otherwise the number of casualties would have increased.

"Who is this person!?" I have never seen such a person on the Stone of Three Lives! " Cang Sha stood in the air and sucked in a breath of cold air. Seeing the exhausted Xiang Han, he finally remembered him in his heart.

One year later.

Outside of the borders of the Heavenly Abyss, there was a city called the Liuye City!

At this moment, there was a group of eight people sitting at a restaurant's Eight Immortals Table, drinking fine wine and enjoying delicious food.

"General Xiang!" It doesn't matter if you don't make a sound. Thinking back to us, even though we have lived a thousand years for nothing, we cannot compare to you, a mere few years of bitter cultivation! " The person who had just spoken was none other than Reverend Seamless, of the Nine Rudra Sect! However, it was no longer appropriate to call him Adept Seamless. He should be called a True Lord.

A year ago, he had successfully become Xiang Yu's general! Xiang Han saw that the mounted general, Wei Ying, had been conferred the title of Blood Heel General! The intent of the blood hoof was also derived from the ox demon's foot, which was stained with the color of blood.