Countless spiritual consciousnesses are watching this battlefield.
In the starry sky, countless people left their homes and headed towards Ding'an Star.
Among them were monks with ordinary cultivation, as well as masters who lived in seclusion. These people could obviously stay away from the war, but they were still flying unswervingly towards the battlefield at this moment.
"This battle is everyone's responsibility, I must go."
A scholar bid farewell to his relatives and friends, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, stepped into the air with a long sword in hand.
Not far away from him, a man who had given birth to a son not long ago kissed the infant baby. Under his wife's eyes filled with tears, he picked up a long knife and followed her.
Countless people remained silent, picked up their weapons, and rushed toward Ding'an Star.
At the same time, such scenes are repeated in various places.
They are blacksmiths, shopkeepers, clerks, butchers...
No matter what their previous identities were, now they have only one identity, and that is warriors!
The starry sky is vast, and several powerful spiritual consciousnesses are communicating with each other.
"At this point, do we still want to stay out of the matter?" someone asked.
But as soon as the question appeared, it was quickly covered up by a firm voice: "If the imperial court doesn't want us, we will resist on our own. If the Tang Dynasty wants to occupy us and enslave us, then step over my body!"
"Send troops! Let the Tang Dynasty know the price of invading us!"
"This is no longer the Middle Ages. The glory of the Tang Dynasty has long ceased to exist. Destroy them!"
Louder sounds echoed in the starry sky.
Many Star Lords outside the Imperial City responded and sent out large armies to help.
The imperial ban is now in vain.
No matter how much they try to whitewash it, everyone knows how shameful the peace brought about by the Imperial Capital Contract is.
Prince Gu's old and aged body is like the backbone of everyone's hearts, inspiring everyone to move forward bravely.
Above the Great Yu Star Chart.
More and more fighting spirits appeared, surrounding the dragon and horse groups.
These fighting spirits are transformed by everyone's fighting spirit.
Public opinion is like water, public opinion is like a knife.
This water can turn into huge waves, overturning huge ships, and this knife can turn into a ten thousand-foot sharp knife, piercing the sky.
The anger towards the Tang Dynasty had turned into thunderous fury and appeared in front of Yan Zhenqing.
All this, Yan Zhenqing's back was like a gleam, as if he was being pointed out by thousands of people, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.
He felt that what he was facing was not Prince Gu, but the angry gazes of hundreds of millions of people.
"Zhao Hongxun, if you weren't seriously injured, I'm afraid you wouldn't be your opponent."
At this point, even Yan Zhenqing had to admit that Prince Gu had exceeded his expectations.
However, reality has no ifs.
It is a fact that Prince Gu is old. Although he has the support of public opinion, he cannot last long.
It's like a dying old man, even though he has the sharpest knife in the world, he is powerless.
"I will remember you. When you die, I will personally carve a tombstone for you." Yan Zhenqing picked up the pen again.
This time, he wrote very quickly, and another ten powerful characters hung in the air.
The sword dance is like lightning, lingering and returning with the wind.
The pen and ink are like swords, and a sharp sword intention arises spontaneously between the horizontal and vertical lines.
There was a faint sound of thunder, ringing in everyone's ears, and then a strong wind swept in, accompanied by sharp sword energy soaring into the sky.
The words are manifested, and the sword energy is thunderous.
Boom——
The sword intent rushed forward, and almost instantly, all living beings on the star map were severely damaged, and large numbers of fighting souls were killed.