Volume 3, Chapter 110: Great Victory.

De broke through the space from the long river of time and returned to the immortal road, and came in front of Ye Tingmu.

"Lord, by following your decree, everything will be wiped out."

Upon hearing this, Ye Tingmu nodded slightly, looked at the three bronze statues in front of him, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"Serving the Lord is our duty."

“….”

After a moment, Guanqi also emerged from the side and appeared beside him, saying softly: "Brother, it's all done, no one is left alive."

Five days have passed since the outbreak of the Star Road War. They have been chasing and killing millions of rebels all the way without sleep, and finally wiped out all the enemies in this shattered sea of stars.

Together with the three of them, they also killed the immortal strongman, the Paladin Ye Feng, under this sea of stars, and broke through the space, completely erasing all traces of Ye Feng on the three avenues.

Cut off all possibilities of his rebirth.

He smiled at Guanqi as well, "I see. You must be exhausted these past few days."

"Okay, what should we do next?"

In response to Guanqi's question, Ye Tingmu looked back. The severed star road had never been restored. The sea of stars behind him was now dyed red with blood. The corpses of the Knights of Light were floating everywhere in the shattered and free-flowing star debris.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the star road ahead, where the galaxy was shining brightly.

"Clean up the battlefield and then move on."

"Yes, I'll go give the order."

On the devastated battlefield, the survivors began to clean up the battlefield and put all the valuable items into their pockets.

Although they were exhausted after five days of bloody fighting, they were still full of fighting spirit at this moment. The moment of harvest is always joyful, because it tells you that it is all worth it.

"Tsk tsk, my goodness, this Emperor God Weapon is like free."

"Look, this is a top-level divine pill. One that can make you break through to the Immortal Emperor level. No need to brag."

"Second brother, do you think this sword is more handsome than your magic sword? How about giving it to you?"

"I still like my knife."

“.....”

The Undead people in the back also began to drive their warships towards them. When they passed the Shattered Star Sea, saw the severed star road, and saw the Shura Field before them, the shock and surprise in their eyes never stopped.

"What on earth is going on?"

"A million-strong army, the Knights of Light, were actually defeated by them. Haha, how ironic."

"Isn't it good to win? If we lose, will the Tianyi Clan let us go?"

"Perhaps, they can really create a miracle, he can really ascend to the immortal throne, and we will be the witnesses of it all."

For the people of the Undead clan, everything before their eyes was shocking, and the feats they created were also world-shocking.

A battle that they thought was doomed to fail was won in a way they could never have imagined.

In the midst of the crushing defeat, millions of elite soldiers became innocent souls on this star road, and witnessed the fall of the immortal. At this moment, they no longer felt how shameful their previous failure was.

They also had a different view of Ye Tingmu and this army from Changhe.

A young boy from the Undead clan, who was born not long ago, looked at the blood-stained star road and tightly held his mother's hand. He raised his head, and his clear eyes on his young face were shining with a serious light.

"Mom, when I grow up, I want to follow that man and conquer the starry sea like them..."

The people around fell silent when they heard this, and the child's mother also widened her eyes at this moment.

The man her child wanted to pursue was once their enemy, but everything was changing quietly.

Although they cannot let it go, their descendants have unknowingly stopped following their beliefs and their original intentions.

Perhaps in this boy's eyes, there was nothing wrong with Changhe, because the people of Changhe did not harm them, and Ye Tingmu even provided them with the top cultivation techniques of the Divine Universe for them to practice.

So in the eyes of their descendants, they and Changhe are together.

Seeing that his mother had not responded for a long time, the boy continued to ask in confusion.

"What's wrong, mom? Why aren't you talking? Is that not allowed?"

Looking at the expectation in the child's eyes, her mother just said something for some reason.

"Do what you want, as long as you think it is right."

"Okay, thank you, Mom!"

And this is just one of countless children. At this moment, perhaps they have already made a choice.

They left their homes and stayed in the long river for endless years, but the people who led them on the road back home were the people they once thought were their enemies.

But time can always dilute some things, and years can always erase some things. Sincerity is always the most powerful killer move. They are just victims of power, and their children have the right to choose.

At least this man might really become the new Immortal King in the future, and by following him, perhaps they could get more.

Perhaps they could not escape the fate of being bound to him.

Such thoughts also arose in Jiuxing's mind.

As the cleanup of the battlefield came to an end, Ye Tingmu also received the battle report of this battle.

There were 1123 immortals, 121 of whom died in this battle, leaving 1002.

War is bound to be accompanied by death, which is inevitable. Even under his leadership, they have absolute advantage and they have been chasing and killing, but the enemy's dying counterattack will always take some lives unexpectedly.

Such a battle report is almost perfect for anyone. It is a miracle in itself that they can achieve this when facing an enemy a thousand times their size.

Ye Tingmu himself knew it clearly, but when he looked at the list of more than one hundred dead people, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and sadness appeared in his eyes.

He didn't have time to grieve. He memorized the list firmly in his mind and said to Ye Nian beside him, "Sixth Brother, send someone to take them home and give them a proper burial."

After saying that, he did not forget to add: "Also, take out 70% of the spoils and bring them back to Changhe."

"Got it, bro."

No one knows how far they can go by fighting to support the war. If these things are sent back to Changhe, they will not be completely defenseless if they are defeated in the future. This is his real thought.

After seeing Ye Nian off, he called Feng He and handed the Heaven-Forging Hammer to Feng He personally.

"Second brother, you have been very strong since you were young, so I give this to you."

Looking at the war hammer in his elder brother's hand, Feng He was a little flattered.

"Brother, you should use it yourself. I can just use the knife."

Looking at his second brother, Ye Tingmu did not say much to him, but directly stuffed the Heaven-Forging Hammer into his arms.

"Here, I like using swords." He patted his shoulder and said, "Go down and have a rest. Look at the dark circles under your eyes."

"Brother, I'm not tired."