In this single round of slaughter, more than ten powerful immortals and Buddhas perished.

The next moment, the silver-armored army charged forward, launching a ruthless attack on the immortals and Buddhas present.

At this moment, many of the onlookers were crying and kneeling on the ground, begging and repenting for their mistakes. They said they dared not tarnish Wang Ye's reputation behind his back and should not have repeatedly made enemies of him.

Unfortunately, none of these pleas went unanswered.

All they saw was one immortal and Buddha-level expert after another being killed by the silver-armored army.

After all the immortal and Buddha powerhouses had been slaughtered, Wang Ye looked at the many righteous sects present who loved to watch the spectacle, and gave another order:

"Keep killing until the last person is gone."

The entire silver-armored army shouted in unison.

"Yes, Marshal!"

Then another round of bloody slaughter began.

All the onlookers from prestigious sects were slaughtered by the Silver Armor Army, turning into ashes that scattered at the foot of Mount Xishe.

After eliminating everyone, the Silver Armor Army suffered no losses.

Only a few individuals sustained minor injuries while battling numerous powerful immortals and Buddhas.

They lined up in front of Wang Ye, greeted him in their hearts, and asked for his next instructions.

Wang Ye was very satisfied with the strength of the silver-armored army's experts, and simply waved his hand, saying:

"Go back and rest. There's nothing for you to do now."

Eight hundred silver-armored soldiers bowed respectfully in unison, then transformed into streaks of white light and disappeared into the horizon.

At this moment, Xuanming was the only one left in the entire sky who was Wang Ye's enemy.

At this moment, Xuanming's eyes were filled with despair, and his gaze towards Wang Ye had become extremely fearful.

Although he was a powerful cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, he had just been trying to force his Nascent Soul out of his dantian.

However, it turned out that Wang Ye's freezing technique not only sealed his physical body, but also his nascent soul.

Right now, I can't muster even the slightest bit of strength; I'm just an ordinary person, nothing more.

Wang Ye reached out and tapped the transparent ice layer that was sealing Xuanming, and said with a faint smile:

"Xuanming, do you now realize your ignorance and mistakes? Do you know your own weakness?"

Xuan tried to answer, but couldn't utter a sound, leaving him extremely frustrated and desperate...