"It’s quite amusing that their fellow disciples have already charged to the front lines, yet they’re still watching eagerly from the back."
"They are rely a group of trainee disciples, incapable of altering the battle situation. I think they are aware of their limits; if they rashly charge forward, they would only create more trouble for their senior brothers and sisters."
"Indeed, rather than distracting those who need to focus by taking care of them, it’s better if they cheer from the back."
"I think they’re just a bunch of cowardly cowards!"
...
Zhang nglong and others’ attitude greatly displeased the Shenxiao Empire’s warrior defenders. Although it was indeed proposed by those Inner Sect disciples earlier, at such a critical ti, anyone with any sense of courage wouldn’t just stay at the back and watch the show, would they?
Even if they truly couldn’t offer much help, they could at least handle a group of ordinary soldiers, right? Even if they couldn’t impact the battle significantly, they could contribute so effort, yet they are unwilling to even lift a finger!
At this point, Xiu Miao had already led the Sunset Sect forces into the battlefield. A squad leader in such skirmishes is absolutely a pivotal figure, and a Divine Cultivator of the first or second rank can easily face hundreds or thousands of ordinary soldiers.
These Sunset Sect Inner Sect Disciples, with their skills even surpassing most Legion Commanders, charged into the battlefield like wolves among sheep, slaughtering indiscriminately.
In the entire Sunset Sect, only a little over a hundred have comprehended more than one layer of the Nine Nether Sunset Art. None of these Inner Sect Disciples possessed such capability or insight to master it, so long ago, they gradually abandoned the Nine Nether Sunset Art to learn other Cultivation Techniques.
Xiu Miao learned a Cultivation Technique called the Illusory God Technique, which combines body refinent and Qi refinent. As Xiu Miao activated the technique, a blue giant tens of ters tall appeared beside him.
This blue giant radiated energy that almost beca flas, possessing terrifying power with every movent. Each palm strike landed like an exploding bomb, covering a hundred-ter radius, leaving those affected either dead or injured.
The senior sister skilled in music wielded a long flute, soaring over the battlefield like a Banished Immortal, with each note turning into sharp edges that shredded the bodies of enemy groups.
A senior brother, with a casual grip, manifested a long energy bow. When he placed his hand on the bowstring, three arrows appeared, gliding through the battlefield as if they had a will of their own, piercing through enemies, each shot finishing off hundreds before dissipating.
This group of more than five hundred advanced rapidly through the dense battlefield, quickly penetrating the Xingyu Empire’s defenses, resulting in chaos, causing so formations to fall apart.
Seeing this, the Shenxiao Empire warriors fought with even more vigor.
At this mont, the Xingyu Empire’s Legion Commanders could no longer comfortably command from the rear. A Legion Commander of the sixth rank Divine Cultivator charged towards Xiu Miao, who didn’t even glance at him, as the flaming giant crossed its arms, forming a mass of blue fla that hurled towards that direction.
The fla bore so resemblance to the Buddha’s Fury Lotus, and the Legion Commander’s pupils constricted, yet it was too late to dodge, and he could only brace himself for the impact.
A massive explosion ensued, and a blue fla blossom blood among the crowd, launching the Legion Commander, clothes ablaze, like a broken doll from the explosion’s epicenter. Only then did he realize that despite their similar life levels, their true combat strength was worlds apart.
At this mont, a golden spear shot from a distance, aiming directly at Xiu Miao!
Xiu Miao sensed the danger imdiately. The blue giant caught the spear, also forged from energy, but the trendous penetration and impact forced it back several dozen steps.
"Only five hundred Inner Sect disciples? Your Sunset Sect really doesn’t regard our Divine Profound Hall as significant, do you?" An icy voice erged from the rear of the battlefield, as a group of Divine Profound Hall Inner Sect disciples swiftly joined the fray.
"Quantity doesn’t always guarantee success!" Xiu Miao laughed, "Shall I remind you of Senior Brother Lei Po’s incident?"
The Divine Profound Hall Inner Sect disciples’ faces darkened. Every ti the situation reached this point, that humiliating incident would be brought up again, with the bitter mories once more assaulting them.
Despite his words, Xiu Miao felt considerable pressure; the average strength of a Divine Profound Hall disciple surpassed theirs, and the apparent number disadvantage highlighted their disadvantage.
Yet the fighting at the front was intense, so even with rely five hundred people, they were dispatched here. After all, as long as the difference in numbers wasn’t too great, there was still a chance to secure victory through other ans, distinguishing a war from a martial artist’s duel!
The Inner Sect disciples from both sides plunged into chaos, engulfing part of the battlefield in rampant energy. In their battle zone, there was not a single living soul; even their mbers risked obliteration – such was the at grinder of a battlefield!
"Each holds off one; the rest charge into the Shenxiao Empire’s forces, aiming to eliminate a few hundred more Legion Commanders this ti!" commanded the leading Divine Profound Hall disciple to the other Inner Sect disciples.
The cannon fodder is an expendable force, always abundant, but at Legion Commander rank and above, each martial artist represents vast resource consumption for this rank six empire. Kill one, and there’s one less.
"Damn it! There are too many of them!" The Sunset Sect disciples were barely able to block one each, and so stronger Divine Profound Hall disciples required two to deal with, allowing nearly half to breach their defenses!
Their goal was clear: to significantly reduce the Shenxiao Empire’s martial artists at and above the Legion Commander level!
They might avoid fighting, but if they did, the ordinary soldiers wouldn’t withstand their assault, and they might even attack the camp, where the loss of personnel would be minor, yet a blow to morale would be most lethal.
"Everyone, charge! Block them!" Shenxiao Empire’s Legion Commanders, with expressions of determination, advanced fearlessly!
"Brothers, are you ready?" Zhang nglong gave a aningful glance to everyone.
"Ready!"
"Just waiting for Senior Brother Gu Xiao’s command!"
"Hahaha, finally, action! I’ve been holding back for so long!"
...
"You think a bunch of trash like you can stop us?" a Divine Profound Hall disciple mocked arrogantly, eyes filled with murderous intent towards the Legion Commanders, whom he considered re slightly stronger ants.
Even stronger ants are still ants!
At that mont, over eight thousand trainee disciples leapt from the military base’s walls, led by Zhang nglong, moving uniformly into the battle.
Princess Ling Xi’s face turned pale, "What are they planning?"
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