"Is the person before me Bei Suting, the First Dean of the Wentian Academy?" Jia Bo's expression changed slightly, regretting his earlier excessive words that had stirred up the opponent's morale with that single sentence. He needed to say more to demoralize them.

Once their morale was crushed, he would immediately attack. Otherwise, the casualties on Fuluo Star would increase significantly.

A woman with a veil covering her face stood in the void at the corner of the two armies. No one could see her features, but her breathtakingly slender figure suggested she was an absolute beauty. She completely ignored Jia Bo's words and, gazing at the battle-hungry cultivators of the Hundred Sect Alliance, continued in a clear voice, "Foreign invaders occupy our homeland. What should we, the cultivators of the Lost Continent, do?"

"Kill!" Countless voices roared.

"Foreign invaders slaughter our brothers and sisters, forcing us to kneel and eke out a living. What should we, the cultivators of the Lost Continent, do?"

"Kill!" The voices were even more majestic and stirring.

Even the most even-tempered cultivators would feel their blood boil amidst such pervasive killing intent, eager to rush forward and slaughter these foreign invaders.

"Then what are we waiting for? Follow me and charge!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Endless killing intent finally erupted, completely sweeping through the ranks. All the cultivators of the Hundred Sect Alliance, like tigers descending from the mountains, pounced on the extraterritorial cultivators.

Jia Bo knew he could no longer reverse the momentum. Now, there was no choice but to fight. "All cultivators of Fuluo Star, do you want to return to Fuluo Star, a place where cultivation resources are already scarce? Do you want to slowly wait to die on that planet with its meager spiritual energy? All warriors of Fuluo Star, whether we can survive in this fertile land in the future, whether we can aspire to higher realms, depends on this battle. Everyone, kill!"

"Boom!" The cultivators on both sides clashed.

Killing intent permeated the air, blood mist flew, and the explosive sounds of rolling dust and various elemental energies colliding instantly engulfed the entire Yin Grave Beach. The originally eerie and silent Yin Grave Beach was now filled with the sounds of slaughter.

Piercing screams and angry roars echoed throughout the area. Corpses of cultivators fell to the ground one after another. No one retreated. Everyone stepped over the corpses of their comrades and charged forward again. There was only one theme here: kill!

Unlike previous battles, this battle was a fight to the death. Neither side was willing to back down.

From dawn to noon, the stench of blood had long obscured the Yin Grave Beach, but it could not conceal the intense and tragic battle raging there.

The cultivators of the Hundred Sect Alliance, who had initially possessed overwhelming momentum, were now gradually falling behind. This was the first time the cultivators of Fuluo Star had been involved in such a bitter fight, but their strength, far superior to that of the Lost Continent, allowed them to begin suppressing the Hundred Sect Alliance on the battlefield.

"Hahahaha..." A burst of wild laughter echoed across the entire Yin Grave Beach battlefield. A bald man in red robes stood in the void, laughing wildly and shouting, "They killed another True God Realm expert! Fuluo Star is about to become the master of this place..."

"Elder Mu An of the Wentian Academy has been killed..."

The Hundred Sect Alliance, which was already at a disadvantage, was now in even greater danger. But as long as everyone saw a woman in blue robes fighting alone against three True God Realm experts in the void, no one retreated. That was the First Dean of the Wentian Academy, the spiritual symbol of the Hundred Sect Alliance.

...

A spaceship broke out of the Celestial Sea and entered the territory of the Five Great Empires. Five people stood on the spaceship, none other than Mo Wuji and his companions, who had just returned from the Celestial Sea.

Several days later, the spaceship was approaching the territory of the Celestial Merchant Empire.

"Sect Leader, I feel something is wrong. Look over there, a surge of bloody aura is soaring into the sky." Pu Qian was the strongest and was the first to notice the bloody aura of the battle at the Yin Grave Beach.

Mo Wuji also stopped. He too saw the soaring bloody aura. Even though they were very far away, the aura was extremely terrifying.

"It's the battlefield between the Hundred Sect Alliance and the extraterritorial cultivators. It looks like the battle is very intense." Mo Wuji had witnessed this kind of bloody aura in the Thunder Mist Forest and had a deep impression of it.

"What do we do?" Sang Yiping quickly asked.

She couldn't help but worry. It wasn't that she was afraid of death. With their strength, once they were caught in such a cultivator war, they would basically be cannon fodder, with a seventy to eighty percent chance of being killed. If the Celestial Secrets Sect were still intact, death wouldn't matter. But now, the revenge for the Celestial Secrets Sect had not yet been taken, and she would never be willing to die.

Mo Wuji stopped the spaceship on a mountain peak and said, "Everyone, please move away for a moment."

After everyone moved away a bit, Mo Wuji took out the unfinished warship from his ring.

"This is a warship?" Sang Yiping's cultivation was not as high as the others, but she had the most experience. She knew at a glance that this was a huge interstellar warship.

Mo Wuji nodded. "That's right, it is indeed a warship. Unfortunately, this warship is not completely finished. I originally wanted to ask the Three-Eyed Monk to complete the warship and then destroy the Yu Lin Lei Clan. Now, I can only assemble this warship in advance. Even if it can't fly, it's better than suddenly encountering extraterritorial cultivators without any means of fighting back."

The various array patterns of the warship were not engraved, so the warship could not fly. A warship that could not fly was basically useless.

Fortunately, the turrets of the warship were all built, and there were also various finished cannons in the warship. As long as they installed these cannons, the defense should not be a problem.

"This is amazing." Pu Qian had already jumped onto the warship and saw the various cannons inside.

"Let's install these cannons first, mainly the laser cannons, the golden light cannons, and the heavenly fire cannons." Mo Wuji pointed to three of the turrets.

Fortunately, the turrets and cannons of this ship were all built, and installation was not complicated. In addition, Mo Wuji understood formations. After two hours, the five of them had installed sixteen giant cannons.

"Sect Leader, are we just staying here and waiting?" Sang Yiping asked, seeing Mo Wuji placing some cannonballs in front of several turrets.

Mo Wuji nodded. "Yes, we'll wait here until the battle is over before we leave."

Mo Wuji knew very well that in such a war, whether the Hundred Sect Alliance won or lost, it would not be a good thing for them to leave now.

If the Hundred Sect Alliance won, the extraterritorial cultivators would collapse, and the cultivators on the battlefield would flee in all directions. If a True Lake Realm expert encountered them, then they would be courting death. If the Hundred Sect Alliance lost, the extraterritorial cultivators would also kill everywhere, and they would still be unlikely to escape if they encountered a strong expert.

Perhaps it would be better to find a place to hide, but Mo Wuji felt that this battle was extraordinary. It was very likely the largest battle in which the extraterritorial cultivators would occupy the entire Five Great Empires region. Once he hid, he would be even more passive in the future if he didn't know the battle situation.

Now that they were standing here, if the Hundred Sect Alliance really lost, then they could also choose a direction to escape and not run straight into a group of extraterritorial cultivators.

Deep down, Mo Wuji wanted to rush into the battlefield and slaughter, but he knew that doing so would be useless. His strength could not change the outcome of this battle.

If the warship he had obtained could fly, perhaps he could do so, but after doing so, his warship would have to be handed over.

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Above the Yin Grave Beach, Bei Suting, the dean of the Wentian Academy, was already fighting against four opponents. Four True God Realm experts were frantically besieging her alone. If it weren't for her powerful defensive treasures, she would have fallen long ago.

At this moment, another True God Realm expert from the Hundred Sect Alliance fell. The number of True God Realm experts besieging Bei Suting had reached five. Even the cultivators with the lowest cultivation could see that no matter how strong Bei Suting's defensive methods were, she would not be able to hold on for long.

Unfortunately, the Sect Leader of the Great Evolution Sect was also trapped by three True God Realm experts and was in danger himself, unable to help Bei Suting.

"Dean Bei, leave now. We will help you hold them back. As long as you live, you are the hope of our Lost Continent. One day, come back and help us avenge ourselves..." A cultivator from the Hundred Sect Alliance suddenly shouted loudly.

Subsequently, more cultivators from the Hundred Sect Alliance requested Bei Suting to leave here, because that cultivator was right. Bei Suting was the hope of the Lost Continent.

The only Human Extremity Realm cultivator, Earth Extremity Realm cultivator, and Perfected Third Level True God Realm expert of the Lost Continent. She was also the youngest expert among all True God Realm experts. If it weren't for this war to destroy the Lost Continent, she would definitely not have come out.

"It is my honor, Bei Suting's honor, and the honor of all cultivators of my Lost Continent to fight to the death with so many fellow cultivators from the Lost Continent. There will only be a Bei Suting who dies in battle, and there will be no Bei Suting who survives ignobly. Today, my Lost Continent will only fight to the death and will not retreat..."

"Fight to the death without retreating!" Bei Suting's words further ignited the cultivators of the Lost Continent to launch a desperate counterattack. Perhaps everyone knew that this was a final burst of glory.

"Since the cultivators here are unwilling to surrender to my Fuluo Star, then we don't need to be polite. Slaughter them all. Gala, take ten thousand of my Fuluo Star's warriors and leave this place. Kill everyone you see. My Fuluo Star doesn't need these country bumpkins. We have our own fresh blood." Jia Bo was furious when he saw Bei Suting frantically encouraging the cultivators of the Lost Continent to fight Fuluo Star to the death before she died.

Anyway, Fuluo Star now occupied an absolute advantage. The overall situation was basically set. Sending out ten thousand cultivators would not have any impact at all. On the contrary, it would further demoralize the cultivators of the Lost Continent. And the experts of the Lost Continent had basically all come here. These ten thousand people could wipe out anywhere they went.

"Yes!" A man wearing a golden cloak stepped forward, his aura sharp, and he was clearly a Void God Realm expert.

"Tell me, what will you do after you leave here?" Jia Bo asked loudly.

The man wearing the golden cloak said sharply, "Whether it is a sect, a city, or a mortal land, we will kill them all, leaving no chickens or dogs alive."

"Very good, go ahead." Jia Bo nodded in satisfaction.

The man in the golden cloak responded again and waved his hand. Several warships rushed out of the Yin Grave Beach. On the edge of each warship stood Fuluo Star cultivators covered in blood and with sharp killing intent.

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