Facing Qiu Yuebai's question, the Human Emperor looked solemn.
The wrinkles on his face hide the stories of time, and his eyes are deep and solemn, as if he is recalling an unknown past.
"Yes, this world is far from as simple as you see it. There are countless ambitious and greedy people hiding in the darkness, trying to subvert this world."
Hearing the words of the Human Emperor, an evil figure suddenly appeared in Qiu Yuebai's mind.
"Are you talking about... Wu Jin?"
Qiuyuebai asked calmly.
The Human Emperor smiled faintly and nodded slightly.
"Yes, the leader among these people is Wu Jin. He was originally my apprentice, but after learning the truth about this world, his ambition began to swell, and he attempted to overthrow the world's order."
The Human Emperor's voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from ancient times.
After receiving the affirmation from the Human Emperor, Qiu Yuebai's eyes turned cold and she clenched her fists.
It’s him!
"So your current situation is also because of Wu Jin, right? But Wu Jin's strength shouldn't be able to achieve this, right? I remember that in history, the Wu Clan was defeated in the ancient war."
The Human Emperor paused, his eyes becoming deep, and then he said:
"If it's him, then there's nothing to be afraid of. But what we really need to worry about is what's behind him!"
Qiuyue Bai frowned, with a look of vigilance and doubt in her eyes. She leaned forward slightly and asked:
"What's behind this? Who has such ability?"
Her mind was full of wild speculation about the mysterious mastermind behind this.
The Human Emperor raised his hand slowly, his fingers pointing to the sky, steady and powerful, as if carrying endless secrets.
His tone was calm but revealed an unquestionable power as he uttered two words: "Heaven's Way."
"Heavenly Way?"
Qiu Yuebai's eyes widened instantly, filled with shock and disbelief, his pupils contracted sharply, his lips slightly opened, and he was speechless for a long time.
After a moment, her voice unconsciously rose and trembled:
"How is this possible? Doesn't the law of nature in this world strictly prohibit anyone from ascending to heaven, in order to prevent the world from being breached?"
Her mind was in a mess, countless questions flooded in like a tide, and she felt a little dazed.
The Human Emperor sighed heavily, with helplessness and vicissitudes of life appearing on his face.
"There are two Heavenly Paths in this world. I don't actually understand them. I just know that they have different goals, and therefore are constantly fighting each other."
Qiu Yuebai felt his scalp tingling and his heart was in turmoil. He could never have imagined that there were two heavenly ways in the world at the same time.
She was immersed in great shock and couldn't help asking:
"What's the purpose?"
"One is the Heavenly Dao of this world. He's supposedly striving to maintain its balance and prevent anyone from leaving this dimension by any means. The other is the Heavenly Dao behind the witch. I know very little about him, but I suspect he's an outsider, filled with tyranny and resentment, and seems intent on destroying everything."
The Human Emperor wanted to say something, but suddenly two loud and rapid horn sounds rang out like thunder.
The Emperor's expression suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice:
"It's the Wu Clan's army. What was supposed to come has finally arrived."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Yuebai couldn't help but tighten the sword in his hand.
…
At this moment, outside the Human Emperor City.
The witch army rolled in like a surging black tide, covering the sky and the sun, with no end in sight.
Under the gloomy sky, the witch clan’s flags danced wildly in the wind, fluttering like the roar of the god of death.
Wu Jin rode a giant beast that emitted a strange glow all over its body and stood proudly at the front of the army, with an extremely arrogant smile on his face, full of determination to win.
He was wantonly waving a staff that exuded an evil aura in his hand. Every time he swung it, it seemed as if the power of darkness was surging.
"Destroy it!"
With his order, two more sharp trumpets sounded, and the curtain of war began.
The Wu Clan soldiers shouted in unison, deafening the ears. They carried ladders and pushed catapults, rushing towards the Human Emperor City like mad beasts.
The huge stones thrown by the catapults were like dense raindrops, accompanied by whistling winds, and hit the city walls heavily.
The rumbling sound continued to ring out, bricks and stones of the city wall flew everywhere, the soldiers defending the city were smashed and screamed in pain, many of them were bloody on the spot, and their limbs were scattered all over the ground.
The soldiers on the city wall were not to be outdone. They drew their bows and arrows, their faces filled with determination and resoluteness.
"Charge! Kill these bastards from the Wu clan!"
The human soldiers gritted their teeth, their eyes revealing their determination to face death.
Even though they were faced with such a horrifying scene, their foreheads were covered with sweat, but they held the bows and arrows firmly in their hands.
For a moment, a rain of arrows shot towards the Wu army like locusts. Countless Wu soldiers were hit by arrows. The blood quickly dyed the earth red. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating.
But the Wu Clan soldiers were fearless and continued to charge forward by stepping on the corpses of their companions.
Ladders were placed against the city wall, and the Wu soldiers climbed up desperately along the ladders, engaging in fierce close combat with the defenders on the wall.
On the city wall.
The flashing of swords and sabers, the sounds of shouting, the collision of weapons, and screams were intertwined, and the entire battlefield instantly became a purgatory on earth.
Some soldiers had their arms cut off, but they still used their other hands to hold on to the enemy tightly.
Some were stabbed in the abdomen, but they still gritted their teeth and used their last bit of strength to stab the other party with the weapon in their hand.
A young soldier, with a childish face, was stabbed by the enemy's long sword. However, he used up his last bit of strength to hug the enemy, and fell from the city wall together, leaving behind only a shrill scream.
In this chaotic battlefield, there was a figure who was unusually calm. He was Ning Jie, who was undercover in the Witch Clan.
He mingled among the Wu Clan soldiers, seemingly charging into battle with them, but in fact he was secretly observing the battle situation.
His eyes were cold and sharp, and he took a deep breath.
He held the weapon tightly in his hand and quietly waited for the best moment to strike, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the witch clan and bring a turning point to this dark battle situation.
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