After the great formation was riddled with holes and could no longer serve any purpose, it slowly expanded outwards, absorbing all the hexagonal light screens back into its original structure.
This was the formation's last function: after failing to defend, it would absorb all its energy and self-destruct.
Burning its last wisp of strength, it exerted its final bit of utility, killing the enemy as much as possible.
BOOM!!!
With a deafening roar, a mushroom cloud rose into the sky. The tens of thousands outside the formation were obliterated.
The warriors inside the formation and those further away were also thrown to the ground by the earth-shattering sound. The violent tremors and shockwaves left them all in a daze for a moment.
"The formation is broken! The formation is broken, we've won, kill them all, get up, kill them all!!!"
Finally, someone stood up, grabbed a companion beside him, and charged forward in ecstatic joy.
His joy lasted less than two seconds before he saw two arrows suddenly appear before him. One pierced his forehead, and the other his heart.
"Get up, everyone get up, stop faking death, we have no retreat. The people we protect are behind us.
The formation is gone, so we will use ourselves to block the enemy.
Kill!!!"
The people of the Dengyan Tribe roared and bellowed, charging towards the swarming enemies.
"National Master, their formation is broken, their only line of defense is gone. Now, which side do you think will win?"
On the Great Wall, the Emperor, clad in imperial robes, swirled his wine goblet and chuckled as he looked at a middle-aged cultivator beside him.
"I still believe the side with the Wan character flag will win."
"Oh? And why is that? They have fewer numbers, fewer sacred beasts, and their combat power is not as strong as the allied forces bolstered by demonic arts. On what basis do you think they will win?"
The National Master straightened his back, gazing at the vast battlefield in the distance, a flicker of wisdom shining in his eyes.
"Your Majesty only sees that the small formation within is broken, but you haven't noticed the larger formation outside. Don't forget, the purpose of that larger formation has yet to be revealed."
"Heh, what great purpose could it serve? Isn't it just to delineate the battlefield and prevent the enemy from escaping? It also prevents our own people from escaping, trapping everyone together to foster a resolve for a decisive battle."
"No, they are the weaker side. How could they possibly fear the stronger side escaping?
If, as Your Majesty says, they feared the stronger enemy escaping, it would mean they have better means to ensure their victory, thus provoking the enemy's escape.
If that is the case, then my guess is correct, and the side with the Wan character flag has a chance of winning."
"The National Master's wisdom is vast. Can you guess the purpose of the larger formation outside?"
"I don't know. I am not skilled in formations, but judging by the sacred beast patterns on the formation, it likely has something to do with sacred beasts."
"Kill!!!"
The enemies shouted and roared, breaking through the Dengyan Tribe's formation, cutting them into pieces, turning them into small battlefields, and surrounding the Dengyan Tribe.
The best way for a superior force to attack a weaker one is not to surround them all and fight. This way, the enemy will contract their defenses and maximize their defensive strength, preventing the attacking superior force from utilizing their full potential. Only those at the front can attack, which is disadvantageous for offense.
The best method is to divide and surround the enemy completely, breaking them into numerous small battlefields, preventing them from uniting, and allowing the superior force to achieve its best effect.
However, they still underestimated the combat prowess of the Dengyan Tribe.
Even though the battlefield was divided, they maintained their formations. Within each section of the battlefield, heavy shield soldiers protected the outer perimeter, spearmen and swordsmen formed the second layer, and in the center were cultivators and archers, forming a complete defensive force.
At this moment, the only ones who could still charge through the chaotic enemy ranks were the formidable cultivators of the Dengyan Tribe, mostly those in the Nascent Soul and Soul Transformation stages.
The cultivators of the allied forces finally joined the fray. This was the general offensive, with all forces being committed, aiming to crush the enemy in one fell swoop.
As the formation completely collapsed, the blood mist that filled the sky finally descended.
The warriors of the allied tribes immediately became ferocious after the blood mist touched them.
Strangely, this blood mist had no effect whatsoever on the warriors of the Dengyan Tribe's formation.
It neither made them stronger nor caused them any harm, aside from a somewhat bloody and pungent smell. The blood mist was useless.
It was as if the blood mist's sole purpose was to augment the enemy.
Liu Yuxin couldn't understand why. According to the records in her family, the Blood Demon Heavenly Burning Technique had extremely stringent usage requirements, but that was all she knew. She didn't know how to use it.
Did it require the use of some incantation or the cultivation of a specific technique?
She didn't have time to think further. Her opponent, that powerful fifth-tier warrior, was forcing her to retreat repeatedly.
Behind her was her Tiger Roar Battalion.
As a vanguard unit, the Tiger Roar Battalion, led by Liu Yuxin, had already rescued several trapped teams. These teams united to jointly resist the enemy's attack.
And she, along with the Tiger Roar Battalion, continuously charged through the enemy.
Until she encountered this formidable fifth-tier warrior.
"Get lost!"
After scolding Qian Duoduo, who had come to her aid, Liu Yuxin stood up, her long saber in hand, pointing at the enemy before her.
Black energy surged from her body, transforming into black armor that protected her securely.
"Die!"
Liu Yuxin leaped up, raised her long saber, and slashed down at the enemy before her.
"Xin Jiang Wu Mu Ka!"
The fifth-tier warrior muttered something unknown. Blood energy surged around him, his eyes turned blood-red, and even his fangs transformed into tusks.
The blood energy was as thick as if it were burning. His aura suddenly exploded, his eyes were entirely crimson, devoid of any black or white.
"Die!"
The berserk saber strike landed. Liu Yuxin was alarmed, realizing she couldn't meet it head-on. She immediately dodged to the side.
BOOM!!!
The saber strike hit the ground, and the mere shockwave it generated sent Liu Yuxin flying.
"How can they be so strong?"
Liu Yuxin gritted her teeth and stood up, enduring the intense pain. Sensing the dwindling spiritual energy within her, she decided to use Xi Yan, hoping to absorb some of the enemy's spiritual energy.
Xi Yan could burn spiritual energy, but it replenished her own energy by a small amount, far less than the Blood Demon Technique.
As the black flames ignited, Liu Yuxin charged towards the enemy. As she approached him, she felt the energy within her body increase.
"It's effective indeed…
No, this isn't the enemy's internal energy…
It's… the blood mist!!!"