"You... how do you have so many warriors?"
Kuang Yaojun's expression turned extremely grim. The battle below was such that the Dengyan tribe was inside, surrounded by his tribe and demonic beasts. However, further out, twenty Nascent Soul realm Thunder Beasts and over ten thousand warriors were charging in.
His tribe was caught between the hammer and the anvil.
"You wanted to catch a turtle in a jar? Now, who is the turtle?"
"Hmph, you little thief, do you think you can turn the tables with just those low-level warriors and a mere twenty Thunder Beasts? My demonic beasts and my warriors, each and every one of them is an elite. Just the hundreds of demonic beasts I personally cultivated are something your tribe cannot handle."
"Is that so?"
Wan Lei sneered again. In the sky, the Myriad Demon Formation suddenly unleashed hundreds of light pillars, crashing down onto the heads of those demonic beasts. Each light pillar was used by the Myriad Demon Formation to absorb and fully control demonic beasts. It was with these light pillars that Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu had collected hundreds of Nascent Soul realm Thunder Beasts back then.
This time, the difficulty was much lower, as most of them were low-level demonic beasts, but their numbers were far greater, which tested Wan Lei's control ability. And at this moment, Wan Lei needed to fight Kuang Yaojun while simultaneously controlling the Myriad Demon Formation.
The hundreds of demonic beasts were hit hard by the light pillars and crashed to the ground, unable to move. They could only desperately resist the attack and erosion of the light pillars. The ten thousand or so Dengyan tribal warriors around them all charged forward. The enemies on the ground also saw this, and the rear guard immediately turned their weapons to defend against the outermost Dengyan tribal warriors.
However, this was not the end. Outside the Myriad Demon Formation, tens of thousands of Sacred Beasts appeared again. These Sacred Beasts followed the warriors in front, charging towards the enemy. Originally, the Dengyan tribe only had over ten thousand warriors and over ten thousand demonic beasts. But in the past two months, they had plundered too many tribes, incorporating their populations and Sacred Beasts. Most importantly, just a month ago, with Wan Lei's help, they had defeated a large tribe, directly taking over their population, Sacred Beasts, and countless strategic materials.
Wan Lei had used virtue to win over them this time. He had beaten up all the fifth-level powerhouses of that tribe and forced them to swear allegiance to the Dengyan tribe at knifepoint. As a result, the Dengyan tribe's strength had expanded unprecedentedly, and they even had three fifth-level powerhouses. It was the war materials from this large tribe that armed the entire Dengyan tribe, enabling them to have weapons like heavy shields, long spears, and bows, and to form dense formations to counter the enemy.
When Wan Lei received the message from Wan Liuchuan, he had accurately judged that Jian Xunhuan must have the support of a large tribe behind him, and that whoever could attack him must be a Mahayana realm powerhouse. He had then ordered his troops to halt their advance, pre-arranged the Myriad Demon Formation, and used an illusion formation to conceal the ambush, thus achieving the current battle situation.
This was a chaotic melee. Both sides were intertwined, with each other in a complete mess. The Dengyan tribe's formation had long been broken. The enemy's Sacred Beasts and warriors had torn through their defenses, and close-quarters combat had commenced. On the outer perimeter, the Dengyan tribal warriors surrounded the enemy, advancing step by step, shrinking the battle line. Chaos became the theme of this battle. The great formation enveloped the outside, and fighting was happening everywhere, in the sky and on the ground. No one could escape. The only way to end this war was for one side to be completely annihilated or surrender.
Within the inner perimeter of the Dengyan tribe, the front defense line had completely collapsed. Everyone stood in small groups, fighting against the enemy. Sacred Beasts were also fighting each other, and both the enemy's Sacred Beasts and the enemies themselves were targets of their attacks.
In the core area were the old, the weak, women, and children. Jia Hui, leading two thousand people, was guarding here. This was the last line of defense, and behind him stood Deng Yan Juhuan. Tian Suanzi, the young Daoist nun, and even Qi Manyao, who had just joined, were all fighting.
Wan Liuchuan's saber had not stopped moving. Behind him were his one hundred elite warriors, piercing the enemy formation like a sharp blade, charging back and forth, tearing open one gap after another in the enemy's formation.
"Get out of my way, all of you!!"
From a distance, a roar came. Looking up, Jian Xunhuan and a Nascent Soul realm powerhouse were leading several thousand people charging towards them.
"Liu Yuxin, you go to the rear for now. Arrange some warriors to block the enemy, don't let them disrupt our formation. Jian Xunhuan and that Nascent Soul realm cultivator are mine."
Wan Liuchuan pulled Liu Yuxin and pushed her towards the rear.
"No," Liu Yuxin's voice was very calm. Looking at the charging enemies before her, her eyes were indifferent. "Xin'er is not afraid, Xin'er will not hide. Wan Liuchuan, you should know Xin'er's capabilities."
Liu Yuxin smiled slightly, then raised her long saber high. "Tiger Roar Camp, assemble!!!"
"Present!"
Over a thousand warriors who were in the midst of battle immediately withdrew and, in just a few breaths, assembled behind Liu Yuxin, forming a neat formation. Wan Liuchuan looked at them in surprise. These were usually veteran elite soldiers.
"Charge!!!"
"Understood!"
A team of a thousand people, led by Liu Yuxin, charged fearlessly towards the team led by Jian Xunhuan.
"Well done, Xin'er." Wan Liuchuan praised with a smile. Watching Liu Yuxin strike with her saber, mercilessly cutting down all enemies in her path, he felt a bit surprised. The former Liu Yuxin, who could be coquettish and cute in every way, had now grown into a strong and ruthless warrior. Looking at the soldiers behind her, this neat, swift, and fierce team – if she hadn't personally led them many times, these people would never have reacted so quickly to her command.
Liu Yuxin's every saber strike was extremely fierce, which was entirely different from the Liu Yuxin he remembered. The former Liu Yuxin always clamored to kill Wan Lei for revenge, but in the Golden Immortal Secret Realm, she couldn't even bring herself to kill a few criminals. Now, every strike was fatal, each one so precise and decisive. The screams around her seemed to be inaudible to her, unable to shake her slightest resolve.
Wan Liuchuan suddenly felt a pang of heartache and murmured to himself, "How did you become like this?"
"Here, no one protects me, no one dotes on me, so I can only protect myself. The best way to protect myself is to kill the enemy. Don't be so sentimental and self-pitying over there. Jian Xunhuan is coming. You handle him, and I'll handle that Nascent Soul realm cultivator."
Liu Yuxin shouted angrily, black mist emanating from her body, forming armor, black flames burning all over her. She stomped hard on the ground and charged towards that Nascent Soul realm cultivator with the power to split heaven and earth. Her Tiger Roar Camp behind her also clashed fiercely with the enemy. In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and screams filled the air.