While the numerous disciples were busy fighting for everything they found in the secret space, a certain palace was hidden amid the clouds within the crack of space. Nobody could detect it, and nobody knew what was happening in the palace.

The coffin still lay there silently, and the corpse kneeling before it still remained unmoving. Nothing had changed, apart from the nine crystals atop the coffin that were now shining. The radiance wasn't particularly bright, but it looked rather unique.

Why had Xiang Shaoyun been pulled into the coffin? And what did he see that was so shocking his expression twisted? When the coffin lid opened, he actually saw a corpse that looked exactly the same as him lying inside. The only difference was that the corpse looked older. It was clad in ancient armor, still looking heroic and handsome. It did not lose any of its good looks even in death.

When the coffin released an odd power that pulled him inside, the corpse disappeared. In the corpse’s place was him, lying where the corpse was. This was a scene that would shock many people, and it was also a scene that nobody would think he would survive from.

The coffin was the final resting place of the dead. With Xiang Shaoyun lying inside, it was as though he was now a living dead. It was most certainly inauspicious. Xiang Shaoyun was completely unaware of what was happening to him. Or to be precise, it was as though he had vanished from existence.

By the time he regained awareness, he had arrived at a battlefield, surrounded by slaughter and warcries. He was seated atop a chariot pulled by six iron dragons. Clad in thick armor with his cloak fluttering behind him, he looked incredibly striking and handsome. When he laid sight on the majestic army before him, a look of confusion covered his eyes.

"What is going on? Why am I on this battlefield?" Xiang Shaoyun's head was filled with questions.

Xiang Shaoyun was completely confused, but he was no longer given the time to think as an arrow suddenly flew toward him. The arrow was approaching with a velocity that only a Sovereign could shoot.

Xiang Shaoyun recovered from his shock and managed to barely dodge the arrow. Even so, the arrow still graced his face and left a wound. A burning pain assaulted his face.

"This isn't a dream," thought Xiang Shaoyun as he rubbed his face blankly.

"My king, are you fine? Are you going to give up just like this?" asked a soldier beside Xiang Shaoyun.

Xiang Shaoyun looked at the soldier before looking at the incoming army. His eyes burned as he roared, "Kill!"

Dream or reality, he still had to slaughter a path out of this. Perhaps only then would he know if this was actually a dream or if he had been transported somewhere else. He unfurled the banner in his hand, and a thick battle intent surged out, showcasing the demeanor of a mighty general.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

He only had a small number of soldiers by his side, but they all roared ferociously, displaying no fear toward the incoming army. They embraced death like home, and they charged forth fearlessly.

They might be the rebel army, but they were also meritorious soldiers of the country. They had been reduced into rebels by some scheming villain, and they felt greatly insulted by that. Some of them even had their families killed because of it, and they were filled with fury. There was a saying that an army burning with righteous indignation was bound to win.

Their emotions infected Xiang Shaoyun. He was their leader, the one who had led them in this rebellion. Thus, he had to set an example. Otherwise, he would be an unqualified leader. He took out the Sunshooter Bow and formed an energy arrow before shooting it at the leader of the opposing army.

Using the Sunshooter Bow and the Sunshooter Technique, one could shoot down even the sun and the moon.

His arrow was unleashed with the primal inception energy powered by his mental power. Like a rainbow, the arrow trailed through the air and bloomed with a blinding radiance that streaked across the entire battlefield as it flew toward the opposing leader.

"What power is this? Why is it shining with nine divine colors?" the opposing leader exclaimed in shock. He swung his saber at the incoming arrow.

Boom!

A loud explosion ensued as a massive shockwave rippled out. The leader stood firm and was uninjured, but the impact sent his helmet flying.

Insulted, the leader roared in anger, "Kill all these rebels! Spare none of them!"

His army charged forward in waves. Attacks numerous enough to blot out the sky flew through the air as the army clashed.

For some reason, Xiang Shaoyun seemed to know about army formations very well. As he swung his saber, he roared, "Vanguard, act as the arrow. Flanks, act as the wings. Sally forth in a crane formation!"

At his command, his soldiers entered the crane formation to face the incoming army. Each soldier was an individual with both courage and strength. Individually, the soldiers of his army were stronger than the soldiers of the opposing army. They worked together to amass a strength that could not be underestimated.

The incoming attacks were all blocked before the army charged into the midst of the opposing army, wreaking havoc in their army formation.

Xiang Shaoyun issued commands calmly and steadily. He could see every change occurring on the battlefield, as though he was looking at a chessboard. Despite the dangerous situation he was in and his lack of chess pieces, he struggled on. Even if he couldn't win, taking down more of the opposing chess pieces would still make his death worthwhile.

A chaotic battle ensued. Warhorns sounded unceasingly as the two imposing armies clashed repeatedly. Blood and limbs flew everywhere, and cries of pain filled the area. War was cruel, and so were the armies fighting in the war. Rather than the weapons of war, it was the human heart that was cruel.

When Xiang Shaoyun saw that his army was on the verge of defeat, he couldn't hold back anymore. He roared, and he pounced forth like a beast. Stepping on the shoulder of his soldiers, he charged toward the opposing army.

With the Shark Devourer Saber in one hand and the Overlord Skyslaying Saber in the other, he slashed at his enemies. With one slash, the saber attack crashed into the enemies like a raging river and reaped over 10 lives at once. With another slash, a divine lightning bolt surged forth and reaped even more lives. He was basically a butcher of the battlefield at this moment.

The blood within his body started burning, and a boundless battle intent surged out of his body. He was akin to a wolf that had charged into a flock of sheep. His enemies started retreating from sheer fear. Not many of them had the courage to face him.

One of them was a 100-man captain, and he attacked Xiang Shaoyun's back with a hammer. The hammer glowed with an intense light as he brought the hammer's spike down on Xiang Shaoyun.

Without even bothering to look behind, Xiang Shaoyun swung his saber backward and smashed the attacker's head, sending blood everywhere.