Kill One of Me and a Thousand More Will Appear

Flamecrest City, City Lord's Mansion.

Ian Song and all his senior officers were gathered together.

Raina Quinn, chief of internal affairs, said, "Young Master, just as you predicted, they don't even bother to give us any explanation."

"In that case, let's send out the troops!"

Ian's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold glint flashing within them.

Some might ask, why aren't those forces afraid of Ian Song? And why did he summon a Divine?

First, due to the restrictions of the Immortal World's Heavenly Dao, a Divine can't stay in the Immortal World for long. Second, they assume Ian can only summon a Divine once—if he could do it unlimited times, he'd have unified the Immortal World already, so why bother with the Barbarian Wastes?

It's precisely because they're convinced Ian can't summon a Divine a second time that those powers act so fearlessly.

The next moment, Ian stood up from his seat and announced loudly, "First Legion, Second Legion, Third Legion, and Fourth Legion, all deploy! Three hundred thousand Golden-Eagle Corps, go! The remaining six legions, two hundred thousand Golden-Eagle Corps, and ten thousand Black-Armor Corps, stay and guard the Flamecrest Domain!"

A few days ago, Ian had officially renamed the Barbarian Wastes as the Flamecrest Domain, since he thought the old name sounded too unpleasant.

"Yes, sir!"

The four legion commanders—Elder Gideon Skyreach, Hannah Huang, Elder Bloodsun, and Elder Faye Moon—immediately stood up to acknowledge.

After a century of development, every rank-and-file soldier in the four great legions had reached late-stage Earth Immortal. Thousand-man commanders were all Golden Immortals, ten-thousand-man commanders were late Golden Immortals, and deputy generals were early Profound Immortals.

With four million troops on the move, the commotion was impossible to hide. As Ian's power grew, all the major forces had planted their own spies in every major city.

So, as soon as the army mobilized, all the major powers received the news.

"That kid actually went through with it?"

When the news broke, those major powers could hardly believe it. Even though Ian was only targeting the Purple Dragon Domain, it was backed by seven other Immortal Domains.

In just one hour, four million troops were teleported outside the Flamecrest Domain and quickly advanced toward the Purple Dragon Domain.

Felix Feng was the deputy master of Immeasurable Gate, a super sect in the Divine Fish Immortal Domain, and his cultivation had reached thirteenth-layer Ancestral Immortal.

A hundred years ago.

After the Eight Great Clans of the Purple Dragon Domain were destroyed, Felix Feng was sent by his sect, along with a group of experts, to seize territory. By relying on his overwhelming strength, he managed to claim five percent of the domain—all of it rich in resources.

Once he'd taken this land, Immeasurable Gate kept him stationed there as its overseer.

Because of his personality, Felix had always lost out to the other two cunning deputy sect masters back at Immeasurable Gate, constantly suppressed by them. So, coming to the Purple Dragon Domain to play local emperor suited him just fine.

Over the past century, he'd enjoyed endless beautiful Immortal women and flattery. Compared to the carefree life at sect headquarters, he had it even better here.

He was so content, he had no desire to return to Immeasurable Gate at all.

On this day—

Felix was lounging with beauties in his arms when a subordinate came to report.

"My lord, that thief Ian Song has sent a four-million-strong Earth Immortal army to attack the Purple Dragon Domain!"

"What?"

Felix was startled at first, but quickly waved it off with disdain. "Four million Earth Immortal troops? What good are they? I could wipe out tens of thousands with a single palm. How many hits do you think they could survive?"

"Deputy Master Feng, so domineering! Too bad you can't even get a single palm strike off!"

A sudden voice rang out.

Then, the void split open, and a tall, jade-like young man stepped out, landing in the courtyard.

"Ian Song, you thief—it's you!"

Felix shoved aside the two beautiful Immortal women next to him and burst out laughing, "You little thief, you actually dare to come here and deliver yourself to death!"

Ian smiled and shook his head. "No, Deputy Master Feng, don't misunderstand. I'm not here to die. If you're willing to surrender, I might even spare your life!"

"Such shameless boasting! Prepare to die!"

With a shout, Felix raised his fist and struck at Ian.

Boom!

It looked like an ordinary punch, but it contained supreme Heavenly Dao power. Instantly, the surrounding void was completely frozen.

Pfft!

The next moment, Felix's fist landed squarely on Ian, blasting his body apart into a cloud of blood mist.

"He died that easily?"

Seeing Ian explode into blood mist, Felix was stunned, completely caught off guard by how effortless it was.

Just then, a mocking voice rang out: "Deputy Master Feng, looks like you've spent too much time with beauties and worn yourself out. You can't even hit straight anymore! I was right here—why'd you strike in that direction?"

Felix whipped around, shocked to see Ian standing perfectly fine in another direction.

"Impossible!"

He cried out in shock. He'd locked onto Ian with his immortal sense—how had Ian dodged it?

Not willing to accept it, Felix attacked again with another punch.

With overwhelming force, he blasted Ian into blood mist once more.

But soon, two voices sounded at once: "Deputy Master Feng, can you aim properly before you attack?"

Felix looked left and right, discovering an Ian standing on each side. No matter how he swept with his immortal sense, both seemed real.

Annoyed, he silently threw out two punches, blasting both Ians apart.

"Deputy Master Feng, are your eyes playing tricks? I'm right here!"

"Try hitting over here!"

"Deputy Master Feng, looks like you're really losing it!"

"Ha, missed again."

Four mocking voices sounded in succession—from four different Ians. That's right, Ian had split into four, and Felix's immortal sense still couldn't tell which was real and which were fake.

"Argh! All of you, die!"

Felix roared and attacked, blasting apart all four Ians, but in the next instant, eight Ians appeared around him.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Felix was on the verge of madness. A black mountain appeared behind him—his Ancestor Immortal Dao. He struck with wild abandon, wiping out all eight Ians in just a thousandth of a second.

But in the next instant, sixteen Ians appeared.

He attacked again.

Ian multiplied into thirty-two.

The harder Felix fought, the more Ians appeared.

In the end, Ian's figures filled the heavens, the earth, and all directions.

"Why stop now? Keep going!"

Hundreds of Ians spoke in unison.

"Argh! All of you, die!"

Felix erupted again, slaughtering madly. In an instant, hundreds of Ians were wiped out, but immediately, their numbers doubled.

"Keep going, don't stop!"

Ian urged him on. In the end, Felix had slaughtered tens of thousands of Ians.

Finally, Felix truly gave up.

"Not attacking anymore? Well, then it's my turn!"

Tens of thousands of Ians simultaneously unleashed the aura of Ancestor Immortal Tenth Realm and launched a frenzied assault.

Felix was utterly unable to resist and was instantly overwhelmed by the attacks of tens of thousands of Ians.