Jun Moxie had distributed a Rejuvenation Pill to each of them, meant for life-saving emergencies, yet now they stubbornly endured the pain of their wounds, each believing that these minor injuries were far from warranting the use of such a sacred medicine! We can still hold on; it’s certainly not the time to deploy the divine medicine yet! Across the way, the alien race, long infamous for their brutality, showed visible signs of panic and terror in the eyes of every single one of them.

This included Deku Bushang, who had been observing from a distance. Deku Bushang had tried his best to overestimate the fighting prowess of the Bear Clan warriors, but even his deliberate overestimation turned out to be an underestimation of them! With an iron wing unfurled, a portion of the sky instantly darkened.

The Eagle King, having finished his recuperation first, landed before Xiong Kaishan with a soundless descent. He exchanged a meaningful glance with the Bear King. The Eagle King’s profound mystic arts surpassed those of the ordinary eagles, making him naturally the first among his clan to recover.

Xiong Kaishan understood and asked via telepathic transmission, "What is it?" "You are still too rash..." the Eagle King replied coldly, "Big Sister and Brother-in-law’s mission was for us to hold the line for as long as possible! To delay the advance of the alien race as much as we can! You charge forward to face some nonsensical mongrel and immediately start risking your life and sustaining injuries—how many lives do you have to gamble with?

We can certainly die, but even if we must die, it should only be after our reinforcements arrive! Before they arrive, we absolutely cannot die! What we must do now is survive for as long as we possibly can.

Only by living can we stop these alien bastards from penetrating the inner regions of the Xuanxuan Continent..." Xiong Kaishan opened his mouth, then finally lowered his head, mumbling sullenly, "You’re right, I lost my head just now!" This admission of fault set a precedent in history—it was the very first time the Heavenly Punisher Bear King, Xiong Kaishan, had offered a sincere apology. "If we are to fight a war of attrition, a test of endurance, we must first compose ourselves..." The Eagle King’s eyes flickered, "We still have the eight Venerable Seniors behind us. Apart from our own people, the enemy has no possible way of knowing this.

This will be our strongest killing move and our ultimate trump card." "Though the enemy numbers many, truly high-level experts among them are limited. As long as we remain composed, with our strength, we can certainly hold them off..." "Yes..." Xiong Kaishan was thoroughly convinced, grinning broadly, "I’ll do whatever you say, hehe. Little Eagle, I must say, your mind and cunning are truly devious!

I never realized it before..." "What do you mean, I'm devious? You’re the devious one! This is called wisdom, you understand?" The Eagle King rolled his eyes, looking at the blockhead, almost speechless.

"Did you notice? Through this battle, a huge weakness of the alien race has actually been exposed—or perhaps, a flaw we can exploit..." "A weakness? A flaw?

Tell me specifically!" Xiong Kaishan’s spirit lifted, and he hastily asked. "The ones fighting your Bear Clan were your own warriors, and the massive victories were also yours! Now, as the King of the Bear Clan, you noticed nothing?

Are the Bear Clan’s heads really just full of muscle..." The Eagle King tapped his own forehead, transmitting his thoughts, "The flaw is this: those high-level experts of the alien race—the ones who can turn invisible—are not suited for chaotic melee combat..." "Hmm? Those invisible mongrels aren't suited for melee? That can't be right!

Weren't our brothers injured precisely by those experts? And wasn't the main reason for the one-sided slaughter the resulting retreat of our troops!" Xiong Kaishan countered in astonishment; he truly hadn't noticed this point. The Eagle King hummed in agreement, his face grim as he continued, "I’m not saying their experts can't participate in a melee, but their invisibility technique is not suited for chaotic fighting..." After a moment of thought, the Eagle King added, "To be more precise, it should be that the invisibility spells used by these Netherworld Ghost Ninjas become more vulnerable in large-scale melees..." "What kind of logic is that!?" Xiong Kaishan blinked, feeling thoroughly confused by the Eagle King’s explanation.

"Take me, for example. My fighting style in a one-on-one duel is almost identical to how I fight in a melee. I've never heard of an expert who is only good at dueling but performs poorly in a melee—what kind of sense does that make?

What are you even saying..." "You foolish bear! You blockheaded bear! Saying your head is full of muscle is an understatement; it’s entirely made of stone!

It won't even move!" The Eagle King was almost jumping up in anger. Explaining things to such a stubborn rockhead was truly exhausting. At this point, the Eagle King admired Jun Moxie even more.

Why was it that every time Brother-in-law spoke to him, he understood so clearly? He had been with this brute for hundreds of years, and the bear still couldn't manage to be clear-headed even once... After circling once, he gritted his teeth and transmitted, "I was talking about their invisibility technique!

Do you get that..." "You’re the one with a head full of muscle! How could I not know you were talking about invisibility! But what is the connection?..." Xiong Kaishan was extremely displeased.

"Everything you said was disjointed and lacked any logic! I've never heard that an invisibility technique prevents someone from engaging in a melee. A great battle is upon us, the enemy keeps gathering, and you’re spouting nonsense!

What if we miss the opportune moment for battle? Brother, Little Eagle, please use your brain a bit, alright? If you really can't, just step aside and watch your big brother slay the enemy..." "You dare say I'm jeopardizing the battle opportunity?!

I—I—I’m about to spit blood..." The Eagle King was exasperated, almost cursing. "You are the king of a clan too! Can’t you have anything in your head besides mush?

Did you not see that nearly thirty Netherworld Ghost Ninjas died at your hands just now? Do you know what that implies..." "Of course I know!" Xiong Kaishan boasted proudly, "That naturally means our clan's warriors have achieved heaven-shaking merit; how could this King not know?" "Nonsense, who said anything about merit... Well, since you saw it, you still haven't spotted the peculiarity!?" The Eagle King’s eyes widened, "My Fourth Brother...

You... You really are my biological brother..." "Nonsense!" Xiong Kaishan rolled his massive white eyes. "We are like brothers; haven't you always treated me as such?

If not, you’re being rather unfair, kid..." "I surrender, I completely submit..." The Eagle King looked ready to weep bitter tears. "I’ll be frank with you; please spare me..." Xiong Kaishan was startled. "I’ll explain it bit by bit.

Look, among these thirty dead Netherworld Ghost Ninjas, most were Lower Ninjas. There was a small handful, maybe four or five, who were at the level of Middle Ninjas. The mystic skill level of these Middle Ninjas, based on my observation, was generally around the Venerable stage.

If it weren't for them, I might not have noticed. However, a Venerable-level cultivator on the continent, no matter how weak, shouldn't die so easily from just a few slashes or sweeps; but these aliens died in such a bizarre way, which is undoubtedly unreasonable..." The Eagle King's transmission was urgent and fast. "And the alien combatant you just fought, Xiachuan Po Gua, his skill level was at best Middle Ninja class.

Even if his level was slightly higher, he certainly wasn't much more skilled. Yet, in combat, he put you in a position where you couldn't advance or retreat, almost unable to counterattack—how majestic and sharp he was..." "Ah, I understand now..." The Bear King's eyes widened! "You understand?

I haven’t even finished!" The Eagle King was momentarily stunned. Had Fourth Brother suddenly become sharp? "So all this time, you little punk were just mocking me here?

You're criticizing me for not being able to handle that mongrel, so you’re beating around the bush to ridicule me. You haven't personally experienced how tricky that invisibility is, so it’s easy for you to talk! Damn it, if you’re so capable, you go up there!" Xiong Kaishan’s tone grew increasingly hostile.

"Huh? Big Brother, what do you understand? Stop messing around, listen to me finish.

Let’s put it this way: Among those who died, there were several at that cultivation level—at least four or five. Can you believe that your subordinates, through their encirclement, managed to kill twenty or thirty of them in the blink of an eye, without even struggling? And on our side, not a single one died, not even any who became completely incapable of fighting.

You also know that your subordinates certainly aren't all Saint Emperor experts, right?" "That’s true! Now that you mention it, there is indeed something strange here..." Xiong Kaishan finally grasped what was amiss, frowning as he tried to recall, "But why is that..." "Oh, dear Brother, stop thinking. By the time you figure it out, perhaps the next Great Heaven Seizing War will have already begun..." The Eagle King pouted as he watched Xiong Kaishan furrow his brow in deep thought.

"Let me tell you, I’ll tell you everything!" "These people, I dare to guess that even the high-level aliens capable of using invisibility must pay a price for using that technique..." This time, the Eagle King articulated every single word precisely: "And that price, I am almost certain, is the sacrifice of their own defense! In other words, the moment they activate their invisibility, their defensive mystic energy drops to the absolute lowest point of their inherent ability! While they can completely conceal their form and confuse the enemy, and can exert full offensive power against the enemy they engage, once they suffer a counterattack—even a chance strike—they will sustain substantial damage.

This is especially true against experts stronger than themselves: one hit means grievous injury, and facing a self-detonation means certain death. However, if we face a self-detonation from someone weaker, we can survive the damage due to the bonuses from our own mystic skills and physique!" "If that weren't the case, this situation would be utterly inexplicable," the Eagle King snorted. "Otherwise, if they were mixed in with the attacking ranks while invisible, even if they were accidentally caught in some residual attack waves, with their cultivation level already at the Venerable stage at minimum, they could have withstood one blow to avoid injury.

Even if caught off guard, one hit shouldn't result in immediate death. Even in the worst-case scenario, they should at least survive. Even if an accident occurred occasionally, there’s no way twenty or thirty of them would all be instantly wiped out like that..."