Tang San appeared calm and composed despite the many gazes directed at him, but only he knew how much hatred he felt when he heard that the Spirit Empire had a god backing it up.

Since you are a god, you shouldn't interfere in human affairs.

Doesn't the angel god know that His personal involvement in human warfare as a deity would disrupt the balance of power?

Memories of his time with his lover Xiaowu and his friends flashed through his mind. He clenched his fists so tightly that his palms broke open.

Since it was the Angel God and the Martial Soul Empire who committed the unjust act first, then don't blame him for retaliating with even more ruthless means!

Tang San, consumed by hatred, failed to consider the fact that Qian Yuelong, though revered as a saintess, was not the successor of any deity.

On the contrary, he, the undisputed heir to the Sea God, even rushed back to the mainland from Sea God Island and the first thing he did was to help the Star Luo Empire launch a sneak attack on Qian Yuelong.

He stared indifferently at the ever-growing pile of corpses on the plain, a crimson glint in his eyes.

As the Star Luo Empire's million-strong army faced the overwhelming offensive of the Spirit Empire, the number of dead and wounded soldiers and spirit masters continued to rise.

A strong stench of blood permeated the plain.

Many soldiers of the Star Luo Empire were filled with despair. Looking at the enemy so close at hand, they couldn't even muster the will to resist. In the blink of an eye, excruciating pain and darkness swept over their entire bodies.

The hard armor struck the ground with a dull thud.

Another soldier was lost on the battlefield, and another corpse was added.

The collapse of morale is contagious.

The number of corpses on the battlefield was increasing. Although most of them were soldiers of the Star Luo Empire, many soldiers of the Martial Soul Empire also perished, becoming souls lost on the battlefield.

What puzzled Bibi Dong and the others was that the Star Luo Empire was clearly in a state of "all hope is lost," and if no remedial action was taken, the Star Luo Empire would be defeated outright.

Despite this situation, the titled Douluo powerhouses from the Star Luo Empire, the remaining disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and the Soul Masters from the Four Elements Academy who had previously disagreed with the Spirit Hall but ultimately joined the Star Luo Empire, showed no intention of providing support.

"Your Majesty, something is not right."

With his exceptional eyesight as a Title Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo narrowed his eyes, observing the subtle changes on the battlefield.

Dark mist seeped from the blood-stained soil, clinging to the fallen corpses in wisps and seeping into their skin with each breath, as if it had never been there, making it difficult to detect.

If Ghost Leopard Douluo hadn't been a little bored while waiting for orders, and hadn't kept his gaze fixed on that direction after the battle ended, he might not have noticed this anomaly.

"After those corpses fell, a wisp of black mist appeared around them."

Several other titled Douluo with exceptional dynamic vision also discovered the trickery on the battlefield.

"A soul skill? It doesn't seem like it."

They frowned, puzzled.

Bibi Dong stared thoughtfully at a spot on the battlefield. When she noticed that every time a new corpse appeared, a wisp of black mist would emerge from the soil, trying to take advantage of the chaos, she frowned slightly, looked up, and with a slight movement of her lips, sent a password to Qian Yuelong.

A look of surprise flashed in Qian Yuelong's pale purple eyes as she hovered in mid-air. She poured her soul power and spiritual power into her voice, which spread across the plains.

"All troops of the Martial Soul Empire, obey orders: cease your offensive, consolidate your lines, and reorganize your formations."

"The Elephant Armor Legion and the Holy Dragon Legion members, listen to my command, form a defensive formation, and stand by."

Two baffling military orders were issued in quick succession.

The Holy Soul Knights from the Heavenly Evolution Palace immediately halted their attack, switching from offense to defense without hesitation, calmly watching the enemy's disheveled retreat.

Even in his Martial Soul True Form, Hu Yanzhen, standing atop the diamond mammoth's head over twenty meters tall, still wore an excited smile.

He was almost gleefully enjoying the killing when he suddenly heard Qian Yuelong's order to stop the attack, which puzzled him greatly.

"What? Form ranks on the spot? What's going on? Shouldn't we take advantage of the Star Luo Empire's plummeting morale and press our advantage?"

The diamond mammoth beneath his feet raised its massive tentacles and crushed several more soldiers of the Star Luo Empire to death.

The aftershocks from Diamond Mammoth's kick even affected the surrounding soldiers, causing minor injuries such as vomiting blood and internal wounds, and severe injuries such as ruptured meridians.

"His Majesty is with the Holy Maiden. If His Majesty did not object, the Holy Maiden must have her reasons for doing so."

The Wind Sword Sect Master, hovering on his sword above the Martial Soul Empire's army, looked back at the direction of Jialing Pass and said.

Hu Yanzhen watched with regret as the soldiers of the Star Luo Empire staggered back, but still obeyed the military order conveyed by Qian Yuelong and stopped.

The commander-in-chief of the Star Luo Empire looked at the gathering army of the Martial Soul Empire and felt a chill in his heart. He looked at Ning Fengzhi not far away with a look of surprise and uncertainty, and their gazes met.

Has the other party discovered it?

Just as they had this thought, Bibi Dong's dignified and indifferent voice rang out:

"Listen up, people of the Star Luo Empire! Those who surrender or are willing to submit may move to the left flank of my Spirit Empire's army. I, in the name of the Empress of the Spirit Empire, guarantee that those who are willing to surrender will not be killed, and I will even protect you on the battlefield."

As soon as the words were spoken, four figures standing at one of the gates of the Jialing Pass protective wall leaped up and darted towards the left flank of the Martial Soul Empire army with lightning speed.

Nine imposing spirit rings burst forth from his body, encircling his sides, revealing his cultivation level through these rings.

They completely ignored the main battlefield and the soldiers fleeing back, landing on the left flank of the army, in four directions, like four guardians, just as Bibi Dong said, they would even protect the safety of those willing to surrender on the battlefield.

Bibi Dong and Qian Yuelong's unconventional actions, one after the other, immediately brought the situation on the battlefield to a stalemate.

Behind the Star Luo army, on a heavily guarded chariot, a trusted minister looked at their emperor with a grim expression, beads of sweat forming on his forehead: "Your Majesty, what?"

Dai Hao gazed towards Jialing Pass, his eyes piercing through several miles, fixed intently on Qian Yuelong, who stood in the void like a goddess descending to earth, bathed in the radiance of a crescent moon. He said in a deep voice:

"Soldiers of the Star Luo Empire can only die on the battlefield; there is absolutely no possibility of them bowing down to the enemy! All troops, listen to my command and continue the attack! Anyone who retreats will be considered a traitor and executed on the spot!"

Dai Hao issued a death order.

Upon receiving the order, the commander-in-chief sternly shouted, using moral blackmail and coercion to awaken the minds of many who wanted to surrender.

They gritted their teeth, gripped their weapons tightly, and rejoined the fight.

Those who wanted to escape to the left flank of the main army were attacked by their own men on the way.

One second they're comrades, the next they're mortal enemies.

The morale of the Star Luo army was significantly affected, causing them to become scattered and no longer united in their fight against the enemy.

Tang San, who had been slow to join the battle, stared at the brutal battlefield with a gloomy expression, silently calculating in his mind.

—A side note—

I thought I'd be able to write a crossover story, but it looks like it'll have to wait until the next chapter.