"They’re here..."
Chen Xun shed his bandit disguise. This ti, the remnants of the ancient warships’ will did not attack them. Instead, they seed to invite them onward.
"Let’s fight together."
At that mont, the shadow over his heart lifted, leaving behind a clarity and resolve.
"Moo~~~!" Brother Ox bellowed in exhilaration, his gaze locked on the distant ancient warships.
The blackened earth beneath their hooves trembled violently with the warships' approach. Explosions echoed continuously, shaking the air with a relentless roar.
Pillars of purple energy erupted from the warships, their destructive will tearing into the black soil of the corrupted beings. The attacks were not just destructive—they were ant to annihilate, to erase everything in their path.
Dust and rubble flew everywhere, mingling with sprays of blood and viscous corrupted essence. The battlefield beca a storm of chaos.
Countless corrupted beings rose into the air, hatred blazing in their twisted eyes. Their numbers stretched beyond sight, ranging from Foundation Establishnt to Golden Core and even Nascent Soul Stage.
The sky trembled with their combined killing intent as their corrupted blood filled the atmosphere.
Chen Xun and Brother Ox exchanged a glance before unleashing their death-infused weapons. Together with the ancient warships, they unleashed devastation across the corrupted legions. The battlefield beca a blood-soaked arena, with dismbered corpses and twisted remains raining from the skies.
"Corrupted kin! Hold the line! Destroy these ancient warships!"
"Annihilate these remnants of the past. Wipe them out completely!"
"Kill!!!"
...
From above, the battlefield stretched endlessly, painted red with blood and strewn with the remains of the corrupted beings. The carnage was unparalleled.
The domain of the corrupted beings was vast and seemingly boundless. The sheer number of enemies rivaled the combined population of the living beings in Da Li. Yet, even in the face of such overwhelming odds, the ancient warships pressed forward relentlessly, their destruction clearing a bloody path through the sea of enemies.
The ground shook as tens of thousands of ancient warships advanced, their montum unstoppable. Black mountains and colossal corrupted beings alike were crushed or obliterated, leaving behind trails of shattered land and rivers of corrupted blood.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Terrifying auras radiated from the warships as their ancient will roared to life. The sheer ferocity of their attack sent shockwaves through the battlefield, shaking the blackened soil beneath them.
The largest warship, leading the charge, lood over the battlefield like a god of destruction. Ethereal figures materialized around it, roaring silently as they exuded an unshakable might that weighed heavily on all who opposed them.
"Living beings! How dare you!"
"Flee now, or perish!"
"Moo!!!"
The air shuddered as waves of mystical talismans surged forward from Chen Xun and Brother Ox. The talismans cut through rivers of corrupted blood, triggering violent explosions that sent shockwaves rippling across the battlefield. The corrupted beings howled as the counterforce overwheld them, their bodies torn apart in a deluge of blood and gore.
Despite the destruction, the ancient warships continued their relentless march, each step forward a defiance of the odds stacked against them.
The black soil beca a graveyard of shattered dreams and broken bodies. The corrupted beings, hidden in their dens, awakened in droves. Black mountains rose with ear-splitting roars as the corrupted legions converged on the ancient warships.
One by one, the ancient warships began to falter. Their forms crumbled, their ancient will dissipating like whispers in the wind. The battlefield bore witness to their final acts of defiance as they self-destructed to clear the path for their brethren.
Even as their numbers dwindled, the warships continued forward, their sacrifice ensuring the leading warship's journey to the end of the battlefield.
Chen Xun and Brother Ox turned to watch the scene. Words failed them. The ancient warships—silent witnesses to an era long past—were giving everything to pave the way for a future they would never see.
Standing atop the Five Elents Tree at the prow of their warship, Chen Xun raised his hand to the sky. His presence radiated a towering power, as if he could bear the weight of the heavens themselves.
With a single motion, he unleashed a thunderous attack. Hundreds of five-elent energy streams surged into the air, converging into massive teors blazing with fiery tails. They hurtled toward the battlefield, their impact shaking the very fabric of the blackened earth.
The corrupted beings froze montarily, their expressions twisted in disbelief.
"What kind of madman would unleash such destruction?!"
They scrambled to unleash their powers, desperate to intercept the teors. Explosions rocked the battlefield as corrupted blood rained down in torrents. The land burned with hellish flas, leaving scorched craters in its wake.
Farther back, even the Nascent Soul and Deity Transformation Stage corrupted beings felt their hearts tremble. Cold sweat dripped from their brows as they watched the devastation unfold. This human... this living being was unlike anything they had ever faced.
Despite the destruction, the ancient warships pressed onward, their numbers steadily dwindling. Each warship that fell was a tribute to their unwavering resolve.
Chen Xun’s gaze hardened as he surveyed the battlefield. With a deep breath, he discarded his cloak, baring his upper body as he prepared for the next clash.
"Brother Ox, there’s no turning back now. Fight with everything you have."
"Moo!!!" Brother Ox’s nostrils flared as he nodded, the fire of determination blazing in his eyes. Wherever his brother went, he would follow—even if it ant plunging into the abyss.
Chen Xun’s smile softened as he looked back at the Five Elents Tree and Xiao Chi.
"Xiao Chi, protect yourself. We’re heading to the Three Thousand Great Worlds together. Don’t even think about being left behind."
Xiao Chi’s eyes widened as he nodded fervently. "Brother Xun, Brother Ox, don’t worry. I’ll hold my ground. The path must be there!"
The Five Elents Tree’s branches brushed gently against Chen Xun’s face, as if offering its silent blessing.
Chen Xun’s expression turned cold once more. Fixing his gaze on the swarming corrupted beings, he raised his Mountain Splitting Axes high.
"Brother Ox, let’s kill!"
"Moo!!!"
With a roar, Chen Xun and Brother Ox charged into the fray, their weapons cutting through the sea of corrupted beings. Blood painted the battlefield as the pair carved a path through the chaos, their resolve shining like a beacon in the darkness.
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