Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield Chapter 845 Chapter 343: Massive Attribute Increase! Hao Tian's Fury! Beyond Martial Dao to Divinity!

Concerning Modu.

Zhao Feng could be dealt with later.

But for now, he was still of use. After all, the Northern Frontier was vast, and the Xiongnu possessed a considerable population. Should Modu be killed, the Xiongnu would simply find a new successor, and Qin would need more time to confront them anew; it was better to utilize him first.

As for Tuoba Hu.

He certainly wouldn't be like Modu. Zhao Feng bore a deep grudge against him for the murder of his father and the slaughter of his entire tribe.

In that case, let the mighty army advance!

"Issue my decree."

"For the foreign tribes, those who do not submit shall perish!"

"Those who surrender will be escorted back to Qin, marked as slaves, and will remain so for eternity."

Zhao Feng, empowered by True Yuan, commanded with a cold voice.

"As you command, Crown Prince."

Countless Elite Soldiers responded in thunderous unison.

Then.

Facing the encircled foreign tribes, they bellowed: "The Crown Prince of Qin decrees, surrender and live! Those who defy will be executed without mercy!"

"The Crown Prince decrees, foreign tribes who yield shall live! Those who resist will be put to the sword without quarter!"

...

The proclamations echoed far and wide.

The entire sky reverberated with their shouts.

Across the Great Desert, fallen bodies were strewn everywhere.

Blood formed a flowing river.

Nearly all of them were the corpses of foreign tribesmen. In this engagement, the Daqin Elite Soldiers sustained virtually no casualties, demonstrating a complete dominance in sheer power.

Not only did the Daqin Elite Soldiers exhibit superior martial prowess, but they also wielded more advanced weaponry and armor compared to the foreign tribes, resulting in an absolute massacre.

"Even the souls of the foreign tribes should not go to waste."

Gazing at the spectral forms of foreign tribe souls adrift in the void.

A chilling glint flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes.

"Netherworld Flame."

With a mere gesture of his hand.

The Netherworld Flame instantly coalesced, amplified by the surge of True Yuan.

The dark Netherworld Flame rapidly engulfed the void. Zhao Feng's martial arts cultivation had already ascended to the level of Martial Dao to Divinity, reaching the zenith of the Mortal World.

In terms of raw combat capability, martial arts training significantly surpassed that of Immortals.

With Zhao Feng's current might in the Martial Dao Divine Realm, he possessed the power to vanquish immortals.

If augmented by all his accumulated attributes, he could contend with immortals of even loftier realms.

In a fleeting moment.

Within the ethereal void.

The souls of innumerable foreign tribe warriors let out cries and wails of utter despair.

Souls were incinerated, consuming both spirit and form.

Perhaps.

Such an act was undeniably cruel.

However, this was Zhao Feng's chosen method for dealing with his adversaries.

Should they find themselves in the Underworld Netherworld, their fate might well be considerably worse.

"I wonder if the Tian Xuan Mirror can house the souls of Daqin Elite Soldiers."

Observing the few hundred souls of Elite Soldiers remaining in the void, Zhao Feng harbored a specific thought.

Zhao Feng had already acquired a foundational understanding of Shenzhou, and indeed, the prevailing conditions of this Mortal World.

Post-mortem, the souls of sentient beings were believed to enter the Underworld Reincarnation.

And what transpired after entering Reincarnation, remained an enigma to all.

Yet, contemplating the Heavenly Court and those sanguinary, flesh-devouring Immortals and Gods residing there, Zhao Feng surmised that the Underworld Reincarnation was unlikely to be a pleasant destination.

Presently, observing this segment of the world, the bloodthirsty Immortals and Gods engaged in mutual annihilation, bore no resemblance to traditional myths. Instead, they evoked the most malevolent, dark myths from his previous existence.

"Let us conduct a test."

"While I may not control the fate of others, my Daqin Elite Soldiers are worthy of a trial; subsequently, my Qin populace can also attempt this, preserving their souls within the Tian Xuan Mirror, thereby averting suffering in the unknown Underworld."

"Should a Minor World eventually develop its own reincarnation cycle, it might be feasible to intern souls within that Minor World."

"For now, the priority is to establish a distinct soul sanctuary within the Tian Xuan Mirror."

After a period of contemplation.

With a singular mental command.

The Tian Xuan Mirror materialized directly in the void.

"Collect."

Guided by Zhao Feng's divine thought, a mere few hundred souls of Daqin Elite Soldiers in the void were directly drawn into the Tian Xuan Mirror.

As the souls were assimilated.

Zhao Feng's divine thought delved into the Tian Xuan Mirror to ascertain their status.

"An intangible force of Qi Fortune sustained the souls, ensuring their preservation within the Tian Xuan Mirror."

"Indeed, the Path of Qi Fortune is foundational."

"Each Elite Soldier possesses a Tianxuan Sub-Mirror; I can utilize the main mirror as a conduit. Should an Elite Soldier fall in battle henceforth, their soul can be guided into the main mirror via the sub-mirror."

"Thus, a complete cycle is established, preventing the souls of my Daqin Elite Soldiers from succumbing to the uncertain Underworld Reincarnation."

"If it is verified that souls can indeed reside long-term within the Tian Xuan Mirror without issue, then this method can be implemented across all of Qin, preserving the souls of the Huaxia Jiuli People inside the Tian Xuan Mirror."

Zhao Feng examined it more closely, a sense of reassurance washing over him.

Pondering for a moment, he found himself envisioning the future of souls.

Nevertheless.

At this juncture, Zhao Feng did not linger any further.

"Three Shangjiangjuns."

Zhao Feng's gaze settled upon the three Shangjiangjuns, his voice carrying a commanding weight as he spoke.

"Your ministers heed the Crown Prince's decree." The three generals immediately bowed in acknowledgment.

"Initiate a full-force assault."

"Level the Northern Frontier Great Desert with utmost haste, establishing a fortress every hundred miles. The necessary materials can be ferried using the Tian Xuan Mirror, and provisions along with military supplies can likewise be dispatched through it."

"I will dispatch three hundred thousand troops from the Logistics Army into the Great Desert to oversee the construction."

"I bestow upon the three Shangjiangjuns complete authority to execute the attack."

"Within one year, I expect the Northern Frontier Great Desert to be wholly incorporated into Qin's territory, ensuring the complete subjugation of both the Donghu and Xiongnu under Qin's rule," Zhao Feng declared with solemn gravity.

"We shall carry out your command."

The three generals responded in unified accord.

Having issued his commands.

Zhao Feng nodded, then directed his attention to the Black Dragon positioned beneath him.

"The conflict in the Great Desert will persist; you shall remain here to absorb the Evil Qi and bolster your strength."

"Furthermore, abstain from harming or consuming people."

Zhao Feng imparted these final instructions concisely.

He then directly tore through the void, departing the battlefield.

"We respectfully bid farewell to the Crown Prince."

The three generals watched with profound reverence as Zhao Feng's figure vanished through the void, their hearts filled with both respect and longing.

As the tear in the void sealed itself shut.

The three generals gradually returned to their senses.

"I wonder when we might attain such formidable power."