Chaotic World Book

When the light cavalry headed north, it didn't take long to enter the Modong grassland corridor.

Only then could it be seen that all these days the Great Han had been preparing for war in full swing, and Tie Muer hadn't been idle either. After all, this was a battle both sides intended to fight, not a surprise attack by one side.

Compared with the Great Han strengthening themselves, Tie Muer was using the Seven Injuries Fist.

According to the experience of the Ba Tu Tribe herdsman guiding the way, they trampled over all possible tribe dwelling points along the route, leaving all the tents empty, and even the water sources were polluted.

This required a long operation, determined to give the Han army no chance to "live off the enemy".

Xue Canghai was quite disappointed.

Zhao Changhe and others looked at each other, all finding it difficult to imagine how such a vast tribe population was concentrated in one place, how they were being supplied, how nomadism was carried out, and if this dragged on a bit longer, wouldn't the entire grassland collapse on its own...

So if we just find a place to settle down now, could we just wait and watch them collapse on their own?

Theoretically, yes, but with storage boxes giving us an edge, the other side might have some strange hacks too. The current war logic cannot entirely follow experience; sticking to old thinking would lead to failure.

As the distance between both sides got closer, the first round of "Divine War" was triggered without the ordinary soldiers being aware.

Zhao Changhe was honing his intention to observe the world in the Underground Sky Dome. After leaving the assistance of the Underground Sky Dome, his use of the Overseeing Eye range surged, far exceeding when he just broke through the Imperial Realm. To say it covered a thousand miles is an exaggeration, but only "slightly", really not too much.

For days, the Vermilion Bird had also been training to perceive the surroundings through the ubiquitous fire elements, but at her current Imperial Realm First Layer Late Stage strength, her perceptive range was not even as good as Zhao Changhe's who was only in the early mid-stage. Moreover, she was perceiving, whereas Zhao Changhe was "seeing", a qualitative difference.

This cheat from Behind-the-back Eyes to Overseeing Eye, at this level, showed even more important value than just watching behind him in earlier years; it was somewhat like experiencing some of the Second Layer and even Third Layer effects in advance. Not to mention, it had a significant advantage for subsequent breakthroughs, as he had rehearsed so much in advance.

The specific value of this war was that the range he could see and the range of Tie Muer, who was at the peak of the Imperial Realm First Layer, were almost the same. If Tie Muer could see them, he could also see Tie Muer, having no disadvantage in the "fog of war".

And... the direct collision.

Late at night, Zhao Changhe sat cross-legged in the military tent, his Divine Thought extending recklessly, stretching towards the northwest, attempting to observe the movements from afar.

Gradually, pressure formed at the edge of the expanding Divine Sense, a faint stinging sensation coming through.

Zhao Changhe's heart moved slightly.

It was either Tie Muer or Bo'e also observing. The edges of their Divine Thoughts met in the middle, the rims of the two expanding circles touched.

Bo'e had fought him before and could sense the difference, but this time the sensation from the opponent felt unfamiliar... It was Tie Muer.

This was the first clash between Zhao Changhe and Tie Muer.

"Crack~" The edges of the Divine Thought seemed to split like a water wave, both sides bounced back slightly, each feeling a bit of stinging pain.

Where you see is where you are.

The next moment, two phantoms appeared simultaneously in the central night sky, facing each other just a yard apart.

Tie Muer looked at Zhao Changhe's phantom in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration: "Lord Blood Shura, you are full of surprises... Having just broken through the Imperial Realm, your Divine Soul is already comparable to mine, truly unexpected and impressive. No wonder you've been challenging beyond your level all along, all stemming from this, right."

Zhao Changhe smiled, responding like an old friend chatting: "If I couldn't even achieve this, there'd be no point in fighting this battle. I should say, in previous wars, there were always things I couldn't understand. Only recently do I know why, back then when the Great Khan's soldiers were at the gates of Yanmen Pass, he didn't storm the city himself... It turns out it was Old Xia's Divine Thought always watching you, and you didn't dare."

"Indeed." Tie Muer didn't deny it: "Xia Longyuan kept me in check, and our Heavenly God was also waiting for Xia Longyuan to appear, so he didn't dare act rashly. This is the constraint above the Imperial Realm; they're not easily involved. Divine Wars have their own tacit understanding; as long as they don't join in, the victories and losses of mundane wars are still controllable. But once they do enter, any mishaps would lead not just to death, but to the extinction of the tribe."

Zhao Changhe nodded: "I'll learn from that."

"Then today, Lord Blood Shura, as the new Emperor Ye, may be considered the guardian deity of your Great Han, why did you personally lead the crowd here?"

"Because I am not as formidable as Old Xia; without coming personally, I couldn't fight... couldn't exert any deterrent effect." Zhao Changhe chuckled: "Moreover, you and I both know, with gods and demons awakening everywhere now, the old rules are increasingly breaking down. We need new rules."

Tie Muer said indifferently: "What you call new rules are?"

"Who can tolerate others snoring beside one's bed." Zhao Changhe said lightly: "I don't want to restrain any deities; I just want them to not exist."

Tie Muer was taken aback for a moment, then laughed heartily: "Good, good. Xia Longyuan dares not directly attack the Divine Hall, yet you are even more bold than him."

"Because Old Xia has only himself." Zhao Changhe said calmly: "But Zhao has, although not talented, the endless rivers and mountains behind."

As Tie Muer's laughter and Zhao Changhe's response unfolded, the air seemed to ripple, colliding, each swaying slightly.