The commotion around the altar attracted the attention of an army in the distance, and a massive contingent of soldiers gathered. Their numbers far exceeded the previous troops, totaling five thousand. The commander of this force was a peak-stage Breakthrough Realm expert, whose strength was unmatched among terrestrial immortals.
The commander watched the scene on the altar from afar, a flicker of wariness in his eyes. He was deeply uneasy because he couldn't sense Qin Ze's aura. However, when his gaze fell upon the dead soldiers on the ground, his anger erupted instantly.
"Damn these otherworldly beings, how dare they slaughter my soldiers!" the commander roared, his voice like rolling thunder, echoing throughout the entire altar.
With a wave of his hand, the commander's order was immediately relayed to the five thousand soldiers at the terrestrial immortal realm. This massive army assembled, their eyes gleaming with unwavering resolve. They roared in unison, a deafening battle cry, as if vowing to utterly defeat Qin Ze.
Under the commander's orders, five thousand terrestrial immortal soldiers charged towards Qin Ze like a whirlwind. Their speed was astonishing; each step they took stirred up a howling wind, and the earth trembled beneath their feet.
Five thousand soldiers from the realm of terrestrial immortals stood in neat rows, forming a massive square formation. Their ranks were orderly and tightly packed, each soldier clad in armor and wielding a weapon, exuding an imposing aura. Their armor gleamed metallically in the sunlight, resembling an invincible iron wall.
With a command from their commander, the soldiers took their first steps. The earth trembled slightly beneath their feet, as if applauding their resolve. The soldiers' steps were perfectly synchronized, each step landing with the precision of a pendulum.
Their shields were raised high, forming an impregnable defensive line, uniting them as one. The warriors at the front brandished all sorts of weapons—spears, swords, bows and arrows—everything was ready, and they charged forward with eager anticipation.
The wind howled, and dust billowed. Five thousand soldiers coalesced into a massive force, charging towards Qin Ze.
Qin Ze stared intently at the charge of the five thousand soldiers. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his face showed no fear, but rather a calm and resolute demeanor.
Suddenly, the magical artifact in his hand released a dazzling burst of lightning, like a violent bolt of lightning ripping through the night sky. The lightning, imbued with immense power, roared towards the five thousand charging soldiers.
In an instant, the lightning bolt, like a giant electric net, covered the entire army formation, tightly binding the five thousand soldiers together. Enveloped by the lightning, they were unable to move an inch, looking around in panic.
Then, lightning unleashed a powerful surge of electricity, arcs of electricity crackling and emitting ear-piercing sounds as they coursed across their bodies. The soldiers screamed in agony as their bodies were instantly charred, billowing smoke.
In a flash of lightning, five thousand soldiers were reduced to ashes, utterly crushed by the power of thunder.
Qin Ze stood still, his gaze still sharp, but a faint loneliness welled up in his heart.
Looking at the commander who was completely terrified, Qin Ze murmured, "Tell me about this world, including how you created this void passage?"
The commander was terrified; his face was pale and he was trembling all over. His throat was dry, and he swallowed hard before answering Qin Ze's question in a trembling voice.
"This world is a place called the 'Yuanyang Continent,' with vast lands, powerful creatures, and various mysterious forces. Our nation is the 'Tianyuan Empire,' which rules over most of the continent's territory."
Qin Ze nodded, signaling the commander to continue.
"As for the void passage," the commander continued.
The commander, his voice trembling, carefully explained the origin of the void passage. His eyes flickered from time to time, revealing his extreme tension.
"This void passage was created by the greatest expert in our empire. He led ten other experts with unparalleled martial arts skills and broke through the passage with astonishing abilities. The purpose of this was to open up other lower-level worlds and use them as training grounds to give the children of our empire the opportunity to slaughter and hone their own strength."
Upon hearing this, Qin Ze's eyes flickered slightly; he was somewhat puzzled by how this world operated. He knew that trials and challenges were a way to improve one's strength, but treating lower-level worlds as meaningless killing grounds seemed a bit too cruel. However, he also understood that every world had its own rules and values, and his task was to understand this world, not to change it.
The commander felt a surge of tension; he didn't know how Qin Ze would treat him. He had personally witnessed Qin Ze's power and knew he was utterly powerless against him. At this moment, he could only follow Qin Ze's orders closely, hoping to seize some opportunity.
Qin Ze looked at the commander and said calmly but resolutely, "Take me to meet your number one expert. I want to see for myself just how powerful he is."
The commander nodded. He knew that Qin Ze's strength was not to be underestimated; the opponent possessed unimaginable abilities. He led Qin Ze towards a magnificent palace in the distance. This palace exuded a strong imperial atmosphere and was the core of this world.
Qin Ze and the commander arrived at the palace gate together. Two guards stood there, watching them warily.
Taking advantage of Qin Ze's inattention, the commander glanced at a guard at the entrance and gave him a signal. The guard nodded slightly and quietly stepped into the palace.
With a deafening crash, the palace gates were shattered by a powerful force, and an old man with a white beard burst out, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. He wore a magnificent robe, carried a cane, and exuded a sharp aura.
The old man's appearance plunged the entire palace into a tense atmosphere. People involuntarily took a step back, watching him with fear. This old man clearly possessed formidable strength and was the strongest person in the empire.
Qin Ze slightly raised his head, looked into the old man's eyes, and smiled faintly: "You are the strongest in this empire?" His gaze was clear and deep, as if he could see through everything.
The old man's expression grew increasingly solemn. He stared at Qin Ze, his brows furrowing slightly. "Who are you?" His gaze was sharp and wary, and an unfathomable sense of oppression emanated from him.
The old man couldn't help but turn his gaze to the commander beside him and asked in a questioning tone, "Who is he!" The commander was about to answer, but Qin Ze spoke first. His tone was indifferent, yet it revealed an undeniable confidence: "I am someone from what you call a low-level otherworld. I have no other purpose in coming here, but I just want to see how much your empire's so-called number one strongman really weighs!"
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