The powerful momentum and soaring murderous intent caused the gray mist in the Forest of Distortion to continuously gather and rush into the sky.

Countless deformed souls with low intelligence were crushed to pieces by this army of black warriors who were like plowing a field before they understood what was going on.

If this light and dark front consisting of hundreds of millions of black warriors fails, it may be impossible to successfully launch it in places other than the underworld.

No one knows how powerful this can be.

Even Qian Chaoguang, the creator himself, doesn’t know.

All he knew was that the distorted soul bodies one after another exploded one after another under the terrifying impact of the loss of light and darkness.

Regardless of cultivation level.

Regardless of level.

No matter the quantity.

No matter what kind of creature blocks the iron hooves of the black warrior army, it will be instantly crushed to pieces by this increasingly powerful front of light and darkness!

Finally, those lord-level beings finally reacted.

They roared angrily, driving their subordinates to attack the army of black warriors and undead.

But all this is in vain.

High in the sky, Qian Chaoguang's voice boomed like a bell: "Are you ready? Next, use your bodies to feel the power brought by the God of War!"

A total of sixteen completely different auras of growth enveloped the entire army at this moment.

Although the aura inspired by Qian Chaoguang himself lacks the doubling effect of Mo Xuan's martial spirit avatar, the breadth it covers is many times wider than it.

Just directly use the power of law reflected by the authority of light!

In an instant, the overall power of the entire army surged by 30%, and the power unleashed by the world-class Light and Darkness Front was even more powerful than before!

To provide growth for so many undead and black warriors at once, the amount of divine power consumed will be an astronomical figure.

But it doesn't matter, Qian Chaoguang doesn't care.

If it's not enough, burn the power of faith to make up for it.

Feeling the continuous feedback of the power of faith, as well as the light spots of devout believers and fanatic believers emerging from time to time, Qian Chaoguang's burning power of faith increased again.

Now is not the time to feel distressed, everything is just an early investment for later harvest.

If you don’t pay, how can you get anything in return?

In the forest of distortion, terrifying shrill screams came from all directions.

The aberrant souls gathered together like a tide under the call of the lords, and rushed towards the direction where the light and darkness disappeared, like moths rushing to the flame.

"Brothers, comrades-in-arms. I only give this order for this battle."

Looking at the more than a hundred deformed soul lords rising in the sky in the distance, the holy monarch has already condensed the holy sword in his hands with three pairs of wings flapping.

The next moment, his body turned into light and rushed forward, leaving only one sentence in the soul network.

"It's time for revenge! Kill them all!"

A power that was infinitely close to the divine level exploded at this moment, and the tyrannical divine power condensed into a giant sword that stretched across the sky.

The sword light, like a rainbow piercing the sun, slashed forward, instantly killing the two deformed soul lords who were unable to dodge.

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From this moment on, there is no longer any suspense in this race war.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

The military formation composed of black warriors continuously charged forward, and a large number of magical and soul skills emerged from the hands of countless undead to provide long-range coverage.

This battle was a devastating one.

The advantages accumulated by the distorted souls in the past based on their numbers are no longer of any use at this time.

When a true god relies on the power of burning faith to promote the fusion of divine power and uses it to provide believers with a conversion medium for divine magic, the power of divine magic reaches its peak at this time.

This road spans both ends of the underworld, relying on the special ultra-flat geographical environment to release the light and dark front like a huge scraper.

Harvest enemies along the path one after another along the land.

Under the iron hooves of the Black Warrior, all distorted souls were wiped out.

Even quasi-lord-level beings are not immune.

Of course, their attacks will also cause untold damage to the charging Black Warrior.

It's not even possible to kill more than a dozen people in one blow.

However, there are too many black warriors who make up the Dark Knight.

Given the huge base, not to mention the loss of dozens or hundreds of people, what if hundreds of thousands of people were lost?

This skill that has been formed cannot be interrupted until a certain proportion of the black warriors who make up the skill die, or the energy of the Light and Dark Blade is consumed to a certain extent.

Therefore, whenever there is a quasi-lord with self-sufficient strength who wants to pass through this gap between light and darkness.

The results and consequences are self-evident.

The power of death breath and the power of holy light cross and twist into terrifying threads, which will tear its soul to pieces in an instant.

Kong left a huge Chaos Soul Crystal falling to the ground, waiting to be collected by the logistics troops at the rear.

High in the sky, the fighting situation is unprecedented.

With the sudden increase in high-end power, the distorted soul lords have become the weakest party.

An unprecedented one-sided siege began.

In a one-on-one situation, the lord class is no match for those former monarchs who already have high-level peak strength.

Coupled with the countless newly promoted high-level undead and black warriors, fighting on the high-altitude battlefield was extremely easy this time.

The most tyrannical Holy Monarch, the True Monarch and others even feel that this is no longer a battle.

This is totally mowing the grass.

A hearty outpouring of anger.

There is no need to care about the middle and lower battlefields. The deformed soul lords truly felt the terror of these former monarchs at the last moment of their lives.

Lords are constantly being blasted high in the sky, and chaotic soul crystal cores are falling from the sky.

Not long after the two sides clashed, the victory was decided on the high-altitude battlefield.

To be precise, this can no longer be called a confrontation.

As those former monarchs said, this was a one-sided massacre.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before Qian Chaoguang came, the Sovereign class had an advantage on the high-altitude battlefield.

It's just that we have to be distracted from defending the ground battlefield, so this seems to be a constraint.

But now, Qian Chaoguang frantically launched a super giant light and dark front that traversed the entire underworld, turning the ground battlefield into a one-sided draw.

In this way, the liberated former monarchs immediately vented all their anger for thousands of years.

Half an hour before the wind of rest blew, the army of black warriors and undead faded away like a tide, taking away a large number of chaotic soul crystals.

Even in this battle, it was inevitable that many soldiers would permanently lose their lives.

But everyone else was still full of joy and indescribably excited.

Won.

They won!

The survival pressure that has plagued the Eternal Sleeping Kingdom for tens of thousands of years has been completely resolved today!

Eleven hours were not enough for them to conquer the entire Forest of Distortion.

Even a god-level powerhouse cannot defeat the entire Forest of Distortion in such a short period of time.

But in just eleven hours, the group of more than a hundred deformed soul lords was completely wiped out.

Not a single lord class survived.

All existences above the ninth level also died in just a few hours of confrontation, and only a small number of eighth-level deformed souls survived - the former monarchs and former kings personally took action, and the ninth-level deformed souls could not survive at all.

There is no possibility of running.

In this way, a distorted soul body that lacks a large amount of top-end combat power is nothing more than a ball of loose sand.

A small amount of eighth-level intelligence and a large number of seventh-level intelligence are not enough to support them in developing a decent "population".

The undead and black warriors who are reincarnated as human souls still need countless years to grow up, let alone a distorted soul body made up of soul fragments.

In the future, as long as the Undead Empire often sends its subjects and troops to hunt or conduct trials, the distorted soul body will never be able to return to its former glory.

The Forest of Aberration will become a hunting ground for mid- to high-level warriors to gain experience.

Even if the Immortal Empire is left alone, there is no chance that a lord will be reborn in the deformed soul body without a thousand years of time.

In this way, this racial war that lasted for tens of thousands of years finally came to an end, ending with the victory of the Immortal Empire.
To be continued...