Chapter 62: The Great Battle

  The great decisive battle of the unified ethnic group, with horses and men on both sides endless, killing each other at Zhuolu.

  Xuanyuan's side had a large number of people, with an advantage in numbers; while Chiyou's side had fewer people, but the witch tribe had tens of thousands of people, and each one was strong.

  On the battlefield, a gust of wind blows by, rows and rows of people fall down, one life after another passes away, disappearing into the vastness of heaven and earth.

  Where there is war, it means that someone dies. On the battlefield, human life is so worthless, and it can be said that human life is like grass.

  Above the riverbank, a hundred million corpses lie in wait, blood flows like a tidal wave, and bones pile up like mountains. In the distance, countless bodies are strewn about, scattered all over the ground.

  Some people had their arms and legs chopped off, bleeding to death; some were cut in half at the waist, with all internal organs exposed; others were beheaded, their eyes wide open as if they couldn't believe they would die in battle.

  Before going to the battlefield, these people are not without inner excitement. Going to the battlefield means opportunity, being able to make achievements and establish a career. Some people can become famous generals or gods of war through war, while others, although they have revenge in their hearts, can only sigh in frustration before the merciless slaughter, having not yet achieved anything before dying, leaving people to lament.

  War is cruel, the battlefield is a meat grinder, and the people on the battlefield are so helpless in front of this meat grinder that they can't even struggle. It's like a ruler, controlling all the soldiers on the entire battlefield.

  As time slipped away, fewer and fewer people could stand on the battlefield, but they all stood frozen, their entire bodies trembling uncontrollably.

  Not a single person around them was standing, looking at the countless fallen comrades around them, they were terrified, frightened, their bodies trembling, and their two legs felt like a thousand pounds, unable to move an inch.

  "Drip!"

  The blood on the weapon in his hand dripped down, and although the sound was small, it exploded like a thunderclap on a clear day in the hearts of everyone present. Everyone's face turned pale, and their legs trembled with fear.

  The head spun dully, looking around, all were corpses, fear spread to the heart, some people could not bear this oppression, "Ah!" A horizontal cut across the throat, the knife fell and the head was severed.

  "Boom!"

  Headless corpse fell to the ground with a loud "thud", landing on top of other corpses, the impact sounding like the collision of rotten wood, making one's heart skip a beat.

  "Ah!"

  "Then!"

  Some people threw away their weapons, covering their heads with both hands, feeling a splitting headache, looking up at the sky and letting out a long sigh, then bending their knees and falling to the ground with a "thud".

  Tears fell silently, head bowed, staring blankly downwards, eyes lifeless, as if in their eyes, a void existed, nothing was real.

  Endless suffering surged, their souls had long been numb, they were like walking corpses, either kneeling on the ground or lying on the bodies, at this moment, they didn't know what to do, their minds were a complete blank.

  "Everyone stop!"

  Suddenly, a majestic voice echoed across the entire battlefield, followed by a long sigh filled with all sorts of emotions.

  Those still fighting stopped and looked around, only to see the bodies of their fallen brothers and comrades. They stood there in stunned silence, unsure of what to do next.

  These people looked at the corpses around them, then looked at their opponents who had just been killed, and suddenly felt that they were so afraid of being killed by themselves, fearing that they would die like these fallen corpses.

  "Then!"

  "Right!"

  "Then!"

  The sound of countless weapons falling to the ground rose, on the silent earth, like the blooming of countless fireworks, crackling and popping, but it was so fleeting, gone in the blink of an eye.

  These men threw away the weapons in their hands, opened their arms, looked at their own blood-stained hands, silently weeping, silently laughing, with misty eyes, one by one, seven-foot-tall men quietly shed tears, letting the hot tears roll down, everyone was silent, staring at their former opponents, suddenly they smiled again, that smile, had pure smiles, miserable smiles, painful smiles, regretful smiles, and all sorts of emotional smiles.

  One by one, they silently supported the wounded, looking around in all directions, but didn't know where to go, and could only stand alone, proudly standing, standing, standing...

  "Whoosh!"

  On the battlefield, only one sound remained, that of flowing water. But looking closer, it wasn't water, it was blood, gushing out from countless corpses. The blood was like boiling water, scalding hot, as if venting the high morale before battle, the fierce slaughter during battle, and the unyielding spirit after battle.

  That hot blood is not willing to be lonely, on the battlefield it emits its unique voice, its sound seems to have a kind of magic power, impacting the hearts of surviving warriors again and again, originally already turbulent heart sea, suddenly as if the sky falls down, the whole world suddenly becomes doomsday.

  This is war. War is cruel, a machine that harvests lives. But with the unity of mankind, war cannot be avoided. It's just that this war will be more brutal than any previous one.

  A fierce gust of wind swept across the high sky, blowing over Yun Zhongzi's body. Yun Zhongzi seemed to move with the wind, floating gently, and silently closed his eyes for a moment, letting out a long sigh in his heart.

  "I didn't expect that Cloud Middle Child would still have such a kind heart, why not just let them fight it out? After all, there aren't many people left anyway!" Gonggong said to Cloud Middle Child.

  It was Yun Zhongzi who stopped the fight between the two sides earlier. In fact, Yun Zhongzi was also helpless. After all, the unification of the human race must go through war. If Yun Zhongzi had blocked this war, it would have been against the will of the Heavenly Dao. He knew the severity of the Heavenly Dao and naturally wouldn't go against it. So when the Witch tribe set up the Twelve Capital Heaven God Killing Array, seeing that there were only a few humans left on the battlefield, he spoke out to stop them.

  Yun Zhongzi had witnessed the war of witches, knew the cruelty of the war of witches. Now, experiencing the great decisive battle of human unity again, although he was already prepared in his heart, it was still somewhat different. Because these people of the human race were ordinary people, not cultivators, and had no cultivation. Moreover, this great war was the great decisive battle of human unity, an internal war of the human race, a war of blood and flesh, a war of same room and same spear.

  Looking at the endless piles of corpses, stacked like mountains, the visual impact made Yun Zhongzi's face look unwell, and he turned to glance at Gonggong beside him, with a cold glint in his eyes.

  However, at this time, Yun Zhongzi also understood that all the people of the human tribe who fought in this battle could enter reincarnation and be reborn.

  Isn't death just another kind of rebirth? These people died and were reincarnated, and by the time they were reborn, humanity had long since unified, and living conditions were undoubtedly many times better than they are now. Of course, nothing is absolute, so among them, countless people must have been reincarnated as other creatures.

  Yun Zhongzi stared at the Twelve Heavenly Gods' formation on the battlefield, his mind slightly dazed, lost in thought.

  "Boom!"

  After several hours, suddenly, the Twelve Heavenly Gods' Great Array burst forth with a brilliant light, rapidly expanding and almost in the blink of an eye, the array exploded with a deafening crash, revealing countless figures within.

  Among them, Zhao Gongming and Duobao, Guang Chengzi led the other immortals out of the formation. However, in this battle with the Wu tribe, the heavenly court, the four seas dragon clan, and the human race all suffered heavy losses. As for Jie Jiao and Chan Jiao, their losses were almost negligible.

  The two Xiang Liu of the Wu tribe appeared with wounds all over their bodies, and the tens of thousands of Wu tribesmen were left with not many.

  "Alas!"

  At the moment when the Great Array was broken, Gonggong suddenly seemed to have aged several decades, his eyes dimming as he let out a long sigh towards the sky.

  "Not good."

  Chi You saw the big array being broken, and secretly said it was not good. Although this array is not as powerful as the Twelve Heavenly Gods' Great Array, it is still derived from the Twelve Heavenly Gods' Great Array, so its power is naturally extraordinary. Originally, Chi You wanted to use this array to unify the human tribe with tens of thousands of witch tribe people, but he didn't expect the big array to be broken, and those tens of thousands of witch tribe people were even more dead or injured.

  The great array was broken, and Chi You naturally understood that he had lost this battle and was about to flee.

  "Chi You, where are you fleeing?"

  Chi You did not expect that the Great Array had just been broken and he was blocked by Huangdi. However, he was not afraid of Huangdi, so he let out a loud roar, "Huangdi is too weak! Since this battle has been lost, I will never become the Human Emperor again. It's all because of you, you bastard, I'll kill you!"

  Chi You rushed towards Huangdi like a madman, he himself had lost this time, and thoroughly at that. If he were to lose, the Shu tribe would directly withdraw their troops. Without the support of the Shu tribe, he would definitely not succeed. Moreover, on Huangdi's side, there were so many Daluo Jinxian cultivators. Chi You could only fight to the death, even if he tried to escape, it would be impossible.

  "Hmph, just in time."

  Xuanyuan let out a loud roar and then took out a sword, directly engaging in a fierce battle with Chiyou.

  "Drink."

  "Hmm."

  "Hmph."

  "Hmph."

  Two people fought, while others watched from the side. After the great war, the remaining members of the Wu tribe also left under Gonggong's leadership. Now only the people on Xuanyuan's side are left.

  "Hmph."

  "Impossible! How could your sword possibly harm me?"

  Chi You spat blood, a deep wound on his left arm that could see the bone, announcing that this time he was at a disadvantage in the battle with Huangdi. Chi You's face looked extremely ugly, his eyes staring straight at the long sword in Huangdi's hand. Although he had been injured several times before, those were internal injuries, and Huangdi's weapons couldn't hurt Chi You's body, so now Chi You's face was full of incredulity.

  "Hmph, this Xuan-Yuan sword was forged by Master Bo for me, specifically to kill you. You will die now, and it won't be unjust if you die under the Xuan-Yuan sword."

  In the high sky, Yun Zhongzi's heart was secretly thinking, "What a pity that one drop of Golden Crow's essence blood. Alas, it didn't even have time to refine the sun's essence fire within, and instead was used to forge the Xuan Yuan Sword. It seems that in the future, I'll have to borrow some essence blood from Lu Yao."

  After a moment, Xuan Yuan finally beheaded Chi You and dismembered him. However, to everyone's astonishment, Chi You did not die despite being beheaded. Yun Zhongzi thought to himself, "Legend has it that Chi You ate a magical herb in his past life, which gave him a primordial spirit. Now, even though he's been dismembered, he still won't die. It seems the herb is at work. Even my own cultivation as a Great Luo Golden Immortal of the late period can't extinguish his primordial spirit. For now, I can only temporarily seal him away and deal with him later."

  Huangdi used various methods but still could not eliminate Chiyou's primordial spirit, and he couldn't help but feel shocked and afraid. On Yunzhongzi's suggestion, Huangdi had to divide Chiyou's body into the five extremes of heaven and earth, as well as the center of the earth.

  Thus, the great decisive battle finally came to an end, and the ultimate victor naturally belonged to Xuan Yuan. Yun Zhongzi also departed without delay, bidding farewell to Xuan Yuan with his disciples and returning to Jue Jiao.

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  The three emperors finally ended, to be honest, it was very difficult to write this section. For the Three Emperors period, Honghuang wrote a lot of nonsense. In fact, Yunfeng also couldn't make up his mind at first on how to write this section best, but in the end, he made up his mind and wrote it like this.

  Some book friends said that it's not good to say that the three emperors didn't have any ambitions, indeed, others are written about the main character becoming the master of the human emperor, but I don't have this intention, of course, the three emperors' three merits can't be dropped, hehe, not being greedy.

  I think many book friends have no opinion on Ren Jiao's collection of Fu Xi and Xuan Yuan, but they must have a lot to say about the collection of Shen Nong. However, Yun Feng is revealing a little secret here, which is actually a bit of foreshadowing, or even a pitfall. The reason why Yun Zhongzi did this is to resolve some karma, as for what kind of karma it is, hehe, I won't reveal it for now, but it will definitely be written about later.

  That's all I'll say for now, don't worry, this book is not Yun Feng bragging, it will definitely not disappoint everyone.

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