Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 623 - 389: The War of Xilu’s Soldiers, Halfway Through, the Spirit Doctor Guai Qihuang, The World is Ill? The Taoist is Horrified

Xilu, the sky like a dome, envelops the wilderness.

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The autumn wind is bleak, picking up the white grass from the ground and sending it skyward.

On the vast grassland, immense military camps are neatly distributed across the land, with a basin-sized white orb of light floating above each camp, linking everything.

This is the camp of the soldiers.

A handsome young man stood on the boundless prairie, stretched out his hand, and grasped a piece of the floating white grass tightly, his face contemplative, with nobody knowing what he was pondering at the moment.

A large silver hand suddenly rested on the shoulder of the handsome youth.

"Aksa, Secret Technique of the Myriad Changes, you have already done very well,"

"Of Xilu's thirty-six nations, we have already annihilated eighteen, possessing half the territory. Although there is a minor setback now, it's not your fault."

"Uncle, how were the casualties in the last battle?" The handsome youth did not respond to the words of the towering soldier behind him, instead changing the subject.

"The casualties, severe!" The towering soldier paused, then a hint of helplessness appeared on his face, "We soldiers have been in decline for too long. Being able to annihilate eighteen nations is already due to your great leadership, Secret Technique, and because we caught the nations of Xilu off guard, completely unprepared."

"Now that the remaining nations have banded together, naturally we can't continue with the same momentum as before."

"I'm going to see the wounded soldiers."

The handsome youth fell silent upon hearing this, then promptly strode toward a camp behind him, his dark metallic army boots leaving a trail on the white-grass-covered ground.

A soldier with a human head in front and a bizarre cart with four wheels for a body carried a bunch of soldiers missing arms and legs from a distance.

One after the other, they entered a vast field hospital within the camp.

Upon seeing the handsome youth enter the camp, the cries within the white soldier's camp abruptly stilled for a moment.

"Marshal, you... Why have you come?"

"I have come to visit the most glorious warriors of our soldier kin!" Overlord Military Might said with a smile. At that moment, he lacked the calm and mad expression he wore in battle, instead wearing a very approachable smile.

An hour later, the handsome young figure suddenly soared into the sky, unrestrainedly releasing his own aura.

"Fellow soldiers, the most brave and fearless warriors of our kin, your scars are our greatest medals. The world is changing, to not advance is to retreat, to not succeed is to die, and we are running out of time."

"I, Aksa, Secret Technique of the Myriad Changes, today make a major decision, to open up the exchange for merits for the strongest cultivation method of my Aksa family," Cultivation Body Massacre of the Spirit Sanctity."

The handsome youth's gaze swept around, and Overlord Military Might's steady voice floated above each white orb.

No sooner had these words been spoken than the vast camp of soldiers grew quiet, then suddenly burst into uproar, with many soldiers starting to talk at once.

The towering soldier looked up at his outstanding nephew, his mouth agape in surprise, clearly unprepared for Overlord Military Might's move.

Yet this was only the beginning; the trump card continued.

"Starting today, all soldiers under the command of Overlord Military Might will be able to practice the 'Cultivation Body Massacre of the Spirit Sanctity' at the first level."

"Starting today, all spoils will be distributed based on contribution, all ranks will be determined by military merit, abolishing all military aristocracy privileges, the capable will rise, the weak will fall."

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"Gentlemen, please join forces to carve out a bright future for our soldier kin!"

"The land as a chessboard, the stars and moon as pieces, it's hard to quell the spirit of an army."

"The weight of weapons and armor is unspeakable, as the cavalry heralds the dawn."

"The iron horses of the Five Realms are capricious, after the song ends, only the south wind and the death cries remain!"

Accompanied by Overlord Military Might's words, the cries of 'War God' resounded between heaven and earth like a tsunami.

All of a sudden, it seemed as if Overlord Military Might heard something shattering in his ear, with a crack, his Cultivation Body resonated with the military spirit of many soldiers.

Spears stood like a forest, armor fell like rain, faint strands of white military spirit began to emanate from countless soldiers, swirling around Overlord Military Might's Cultivation Body.

At that moment, his aura began to grow rapidly, increasing vigorously, dramatically, doubling, suddenly breaking limit once, breaking limit twice, escalating to an astonishing strength close to breaking limit a third time before gradually coming to a stop.

Feeling the resonance with the 'Army's Heart,' the handsome young man's eyes began to show a hint of obscure joy.

This was the other path to break limits that he had comprehended from the only true scripture left by the Army Master, "Supreme Military Commander's Heavenly General Method."

A path assembled from the masses.

With the battle stalled, he had finally made up his mind, to win the hearts of the soldiers by abolishing the privileges of all military aristocracy.

In a perilous environment surrounded by formidable foes, in a land of milk and honey torn by war, the soldiers desperately needed a savior.

When the military spirit and the Army's Heart merge into one and are controlled by one person, that person can be called the War God!

As long as the soldier kin have numerous and powerful members, then the strength of Overlord Military Might will grow stronger, strong enough to make everyone's heart tremble.

"War God!"

"War God! War God!"

No one knew who started it, but the chant of War God first broke like waves, then suddenly surged up into a sky-high colossal wave!

Countless soldiers' pupils flashed with red light, their arms transformed into various bizarre weapons like long spears, crossbow arrows, cannon barrels, blades, or steel claws, and they began to shout towards the sky!

Night falls.

The autumn wind is bleak, picking up the white grass from the ground and sending it skyward.