Even a number of people have turned their faces away, unable to bear the sight any longer.

Li Jian Guo was like a deflated balloon, slumping into a chair, looking utterly dejected.

Intersystem summoning isn't unheard of, in fact, it happens quite a bit every year. These individuals, whether intentionally or unintentionally, all meet the same end: being struck down by the deity and turned into blood mist.

This makes perfect sense, much like disciples from different schools of thought. If you encounter a problem, you wouldn't turn to your own people but instead seek help from another school.

Especially the sect you called for help, it's very possible that they are at odds with your own sect. Then who dies if not you? xsz

Therefore, inter-system summoning has always been a taboo, because they have no idea about the relationship between different systems and gods.

However, today is destined to be a day that will go down in history!

Because Jiang Wenming he succeeded!

The successful intersystem summoning has brought forth a human spirit!

As expected, there was no blood mist.

No, it didn't appear. It appeared somewhere else, and wasn't sent by Chiang Wenming!

Only to see a crack open in the void.

A torrent of blood flowed out from within, and through the gaps could be seen what was once an ancient battlefield.

Everywhere are limbs and arms, everywhere is smoke.

Only one lone figure stood on that ancient battlefield, clad in tattered armor, a blood-stained sword still clutched in their hand.

He stood there, as if the entire battlefield revolved around him!

Kill intent!

Unmatched killing intent!

Even a glance could make you feel the pain of murderous intent!

As real as can be!

Who summoned me!

A low and solemn voice sounded.

Everyone present couldn't help but shiver.

Even seasoned veterans like Longye and the other generals were awestruck by the man before them.

How many people must have died to forge such terrifying murderous intent?

When did Hua Xia ever have such a killing god?

"Junior Jiang Wenming, pays respects to General Baiqi, Marquis Wu'an."

Jiang Wenming was also extremely uneasy inside. Facing this killing god, he was even more nervous than facing a ferocious beast.

"What's the matter?"

Bai Qi's cold gaze swept over Jiang Wenming, and he asked in a deep voice.

"Foreign gods seek to taint my land of China. Our descendants are unfilial and powerless to resist. Today, I beseech Lord Wu'an to descend and save China from this calamity."

Jiang Wenming hurriedly explained the reason.

"How dare you!"

Bai Qi, upon hearing this, roared with anger.

The entire ancient battlefield suddenly erupted with the wails of countless tormented souls.

Those watching were horrified.

This is not a spirit!

It's just like the Yama king in mythology.

A single angry shout makes all ghosts tremble!

Such imposing presence, are they really the heroic spirits of the human race?

A blood mist surged, Bai Qi's figure transformed into a streak of blood light, disappearing into the statue before Jiang Wenming.

A sanguine glow surged into the sky, the thick stench of blood filling the air and making the surrounding spectators feel sick.

"Who dares to defy the Celestial Empire!"

This sentence is not a question because it does not require an explanation.

He just needs to kill all those people!

"General Bai Qi, the god of foreign lands is outside."

Jiang Wenming pointed to outside the gate of Creation.

"Ouch!"

Bai Qi put his finger to his mouth and whistled.

A tall warhorse burst out from the ancient battlefield. Bai Qi rolled over and leaped onto it, one hand grasping the reins and the other holding a sword.

He rushed out directly.

Dominant, majestic, decisive!

In just a few moments, these three words were deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

Seeing Bai Qi charge out, Jiang Wenming hurriedly jogged to keep up, just like a soldier following his general into battle.

Leaping out of the gate of creation, they saw the gods summoned by the Empire of Neversetting Sun.

This is a goddess, her whole body wrapped in black armor. She has long, black hair, like a waterfall, flowing smoothly down to her shoulders. She holds a long sword made of unknown bone in her hand.

Death goddess Hera!

"Could it be her?"

Jiang Wenming's heart skipped a beat.

This is Loki and Angrbo?a's youngest daughter, the sister of the World Serpent J?rmungandr, the Fenrir wolf, and Nidhogg the dragon.

He also rules over the underworld and is the main culprit behind Ragnarok, arguably one of the most powerful deities in Norse mythology.

In terms of status, it is similar to Hades and Satan, its strength should be at the level of the God King.

Jiang Wenming didn't expect that Bai Qi's opponent would be her, and she never expected that a true main god-level powerhouse would actually appear.

Now the naming ceremony is over, it's too late to change it. I just hope Baiqi can last a little longer and give him some time.

Yes!

In this match, Jiang Wenming has already given up hope on Baiqi.

If it were another deity, Bai Qi's might could perhaps overcome them. But this one is the God King, the ruler of death and darkness.

Bai Qi had absolutely no chance of winning.

His only hope now was that Bai Qi could hold on longer, buying him time to kill the divine chosen one across from him.

This is their only chance!

"Mortal?"

The goddess of death, Hecate, was taken aback when she saw Baiqi.

She didn't expect that Jiang Wenming would actually summon a mortal this time.

Is this disrespect for her, or has he simply run out of other options?

"Bold demoness, dare you invade my China, die!"

Bai Qi saw Hela, without saying a word, spurred his warhorse directly towards her.

"General, be careful!"

Jiang Wenming was greatly surprised. He didn't expect Bai Qi to be so fierce, charging straight at him the moment they met.

This doesn't quite match the image of a strategist depicted in history books!

However, Jiang Wenming's words came too late. Bai Qi, riding his horse, resembled a bolt of lightning as he charged straight towards Hailar.

The long sword in his hand emitted a blood-red glow, slashing towards the opponent's snow-white and delicate neck.

Hera did not flinch or dodge. As the longsword was about to strike her, she extended a pale and delicate hand and grasped Baiqi's longsword in her grip.

"Hmph, arrogant mortal."

Having finished speaking, she squeezed her fingers together with force, crushing the long sword into pieces.

With a flick of his palm, countless blade fragments flew back towards Baiqi.

When Bai Qi saw this, he sprang to the side with both legs.

And the warhorse beneath him, unable to dodge, was riddled with fragments of the sword.

"Well, you're quite skilled."

Hera chuckled softly, it was unclear whether it was praise or mockery.

Bai Qi's face remained unchanged. He slowly placed his right hand on his waist, where a long sword was still sheathed.

That was just a test.

Now the real battle begins!

"This general doesn't slay nameless ghosts. Demon girl, reveal your name!"

The longsword unsheathed, pointed directly at Hera.

In the instant the longsword was drawn, it seemed as if countless vengeful spirits were wailing all around.

Hera raised an eyebrow, looking at Bai Qi with interest.

"Such heavy killing intent, now lay down your weapon and become my servant, how about it?"

"Presumptuous! I am Wu'an Jun of the Great Qin, loyal to the Qin my whole life. You dare insult me, you scoundrel? Look at my sword!"