Chapter 1765 — Severing Love, Ending Hatred

The high ministers Shangfu, Shaofu, and the rest dragged the Heavenly Emperor Haotian away. Haotian was a man bereft of his soul; all around him he saw only the routed armies of the Heavenly Court, spreading like a tide, still vast beyond counting. Had they but rallied their forces then and joined battle with Jing Ping, who would emerge the victor was yet unknown. But now, with the fall of Xuandu, the Heavenly Court's morale was dead, and they had become curs run mad, thinking only of flight.

A bleak desolation filled Haotian's heart.

At that moment, part of the Heavenly Court's armies had gone to other heavens to carry out the blood sacrifice; they needed only to delay a while longer, and the Dao-achievers of the Miluo Palace would descend. Then would come the hour when the Heavenly Court turned defeat into victory!

Shen Mu was gravely wounded; among Jing Ping's Heaven-Venerable-level masters, who could withstand the Dao-achievers of the Miluo Palace?

What a pity it was that the gods, demons, officers, and soldiers of the Heavenly Court no longer had the courage or the strength to fight on!

"The fault for this defeat is not mine—it is the officers and soldiers of the Heavenly Court who have dragged me down!

" Haotian flung out his arms and thrust aside the ministers Shangfu and Shaofu, slew several dozen officers and soldiers in a row, and cried in a harsh voice, "No one is permitted to flee!

Fight on! " If the Heavenly Court's officers and soldiers abandoned the great camp and fled this time, all the baggage and supplies they had brought from the Ancestral Court would be cast away.

To abandon ordinary divine weapons would be one thing, but the crux was that they had brought from the Ancestral Court many sacred grounds, treasure mountains, and the like. These sacred grounds, treasure mountains, heavenly seas, and divine rivers were too ponderous; to cast them away here would imperceptibly bolster Jing Ping's strength! Then would any hope of turning the tables truly be lost! Haotian's eyes were red with killing, yet the officers and soldiers fleeing all around simply avoided him from afar and continued their desperate flight. Haotian's fury attacked his heart, and he coughed up several more mouthfuls of fresh blood.

His voice hoarse, he said, "Do not flee!

We have not yet lost this battle!

" "Your Majesty! " Shangfu, Shaofu, and the others surged forward once more, seized him, and carried him off, wailing, "Youdu and Xuandu have fallen to the enemy, our officers and soldiers cannot preserve their lives—we have already lost!

The officers and soldiers cannot save their own lives—" "Your Majesty, if we return to the Ancestral Court, we may yet rise again from the ashes!

The Ancestral Court is far richer than the Yuan Realm; we cannot throw away the lives of all our officers and soldiers here! " Haotian slumped, all his strength seeming to drain from him in an instant.

Supported by several ministers, he staggered along with the great army as it fled the Heavenly Court's great camp. In the sky, suns and moons shifted their formations and bombarded the Heavenly Court's great camp from above; everywhere was the sight of men and horses thrown into chaos.

And behind the Heavenly Court's great camp, the battle between Taishi and the two Taiji Ancient Gods had reached a critical moment. The three each stirred their companion supreme treasures, opened their Dao-realms to the fullest, and fought their way from the ground into the starry sky!

On the ground and in the air, the beast-realm army led by the Dragon Qilin, the Western Emperor White Tiger, and the Western Pole Heaven army met the Heavenly Court's Divine Masters in battle. The Divine Masters, as one of the Three Armies, were vast in number and mighty in strength, the only one of the Three Armies to have preserved its full power. This army was even more colossal than the Heavenly River Navy at its peak. This time the Dragon Qilin had come to cut off their retreat; both sides sent forth countless gods and titanic beasts, fighting until heaven and earth were torn asunder and the mountains toppled.

In the air, void-beasts appeared as well, sweeping all before them. Not only that, the Western Emperor White Tiger forcibly dragged over her own ancestral land and stirred the horn, blowing long and deep, causing the beast-realm clans' armies' blood and qi to surge, making them fearless of death.

The Dragon Qilin personally presided over the beast realm's formations. Having been tempered in the battle of the Southern Heaven, he was now a qualified commander who could hold his own, and he fought the Heavenly Court's Divine Masters with exceptional ferocity. The Western Emperor White Tiger was valiant and skilled in war, an Ancient God of War, fearless of death, charging at the very front, while the Dragon Qilin had learned the cunning transformations of Shen Mu's formations, yet was more cautious than Shen Mu.

He applied the Beast-Taming Classic to the governing of the beast realm, displaying a leader's bearing that made the beast kings of every clan loyal to him unto death. The two complemented each other perfectly, driving the Heavenly Court's Divine Envoys back in defeat after defeat, but to crush the Divine Masters outright was for the moment still beyond their power.

The sky continued to split open, and new ancient titanic beasts were summoned from the beast realm without cease, hurled into the war. Just then, the tide of the Heavenly Court's rout spread to the Divine Masters.

The rear of the Divine Masters surged, the momentum of collapse appeared, and soon the Heavenly Court's Divine Masters' morale dissolved, and they fled in full rout. The Western Emperor White Tiger was a woman of exceptional ferocity, inheriting the valiant warrior spirit of the Creator Goddess Nü Xin.

From afar she saw the Heavenly Emperor's banner fluttering amid the chaotic army, and delighting in the hunt, she led her troops in a charge without a word, sweeping forward with irresistible force, cutting through the routed Heavenly Court rabble! "Do not go! " The Dragon Qilin saw this, his eyes nearly splitting with fury, and hastily leaped onto the back of the Void Mother-Beast, pursuing the Western Emperor White Tiger with all his strength. Though the Western Emperor White Tiger was a delicate and lovely woman, she was a fierce general—otherwise she would not have become an Ancient God of War.

She killed her way to beneath the Heavenly Emperor's banner, and suddenly with a thunderous boom, the Western Emperor's ancestral land split into four! The Dragon Qilin's heart turned to ice.

In the shattered Western Emperor ancestral land, the Western Emperor White Tiger lay fallen, coughing blood. The Void Mother-Beast bore him through the void, flickering in and out of sight, and came before the Western Emperor White Tiger.

He saw that the Golden Horn of War had been snapped in two, and the Western Emperor White Tiger lay on her back, staring at him with wide eyes, her breath like gossamer. The Dragon Qilin leaped down into the void and strode quickly to her side.

The Western Emperor White Tiger had not yet breathed her last, but Haotian's strike had already begun to annihilate her body, dispersing it into primordial qi. If this momentum spread to her primal spirit, then even the black sand of her soul would likely cease to exist. "Dragon Mountain Loose Cultivator, please, have Shepherd Heavenly Venerable revive me. .

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" The Western Emperor White Tiger had just spoken these words when the Dragon Qilin, decisive in the moment, immediately stirred his divine arts and slew her primal spirit, shattering it into the three souls of heaven, earth, and god, lest the Dao-wounds left by Haotian's divine arts destroy her primal spirit.