If this could be restored... then what miraculous effects could the Nine Illusory Quicksand bring forth? Might it even spur the progress of one's own Heaven-Creating Genesis Art?
But regardless of the ultimate effect, judging by the current state of the Hongjun Pagoda's operations, it was clear this was no small feat to achieve quickly. It would certainly require patience and time to wait... and now that Zhan Kuang had departed, what final consequences would that set in motion?
These were all unknowns.
The three ceased speaking, each silently grappling with their own concerns as they started their walk back.
The Fourteenth Young Master of Nine Hells pondered deeply—he hadn't even realized he had followed Jun Mo Xie all the way to the Heavenly Punishment camp...
Jun Mo Xie, however, felt a surge of hidden delight: another super fighter had delivered himself right to the door! Heh heh heh... with the addition of the Fourteenth Young Master of Nine Hells, this battle now held a few more chances of success...
Suddenly, the Black Cranes responsible for vigilance within a radius of several thousand li simultaneously lifted their heads and cried out long!
The sounds from the southern direction instantly became abnormally noisy, erupting in a flash like a mountain flood, and the very earth began to tremble violently!
The invasion the alien race had been brewing for so long had finally commenced in earnest at this very moment!
The preceding events were set aside, yet the tide of battle surged forth anew!
Even though Jun Mo Xie and the other two were naturally composed and seasoned veterans of great conflict, they couldn't help but have their complexions change simultaneously!
The reason was simple—none of the three had anticipated that the attack from the alien race would be so overwhelmingly fierce, devoid of any probing strikes, and showing no sign of holding back to decide the battle!
In the far distance ahead, earth-shattering shouts and roars suddenly exploded, the sounds of crashing profound energies shaking the very ground until it trembled!
A long, arrogant howl, laced with a chilling, murderous aura, suddenly rang out, unceasingly—it vibrated so intensely that the dark, murky night seemed to shrink and tremble in fear, and even the cold stars in the sky blinked incessantly in apprehension!
"Brothers! This battle is not for mere glory! This battle is not to save the human world! This battle... is purely for our own kin! Let us use the sharp blades in our hands to tear every single one of these alien bastards to shreds! Hahahaha... haven't all these years of arduous training been for the arrival of this very day?! Kill! Kill them until the heavens are overturned!"
Ying Bo Kong's vigorous voice, cold and arrogant yet laced with the imposing majesty of one looking down upon the firmament, seemed to carry an aura of bloodiness that pierced the heavens and earth, a heroic spirit soaring straight to the rainbow!
"Hahahaha..."
Another burst of unrestrained laughter followed. It came from the subordinates of the Remnant Heaven Soul Devouring Division, laughing heartily!
"Excellent! We must kill them until the heavens are overturned and the rivers run red with blood!", Feng Juan Yun roared, his long sword transforming into a giant dragon, shooting toward the sky with momentum incomparably majestic; that dazzling light was clearly visible even from several hundred li away!
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill the alien scum until the heavens are overturned and the rivers run red with blood!" A total of three hundred warriors shouted in unison.
At this moment, the glint of their long sabers reflected the starlight and moonlight, charging forward with surging, tumultuous power!
Ying Bo Kong gripped a standard-issue long saber used by the Remnant Heaven Soul Devouring Division, and with a single swing, four severed heads of the alien race flew skyward—amidst the spraying blood, Ying Bo Kong laughed heartily: "I have now killed nine alien bastards! How many have you killed? I, your Great Captain, hereby declare a kill competition between the two brigades! The winner will be decided by the total number of heads taken! The loser must bark like a dog in front of everyone! How about it, Feng Juan Yun, you old bastard, get ready to bark like a dog! Hahahaha..."
Feng Juan Yun's sword streaked like lightning, rising and falling like a turbulent storm as it swept fiercely; wherever the sword light passed, at least four or five aliens fell dead with shouts of pain. He bellowed: "Ying Bo Kong! The bet is set, but it will be your First Brigade that ends up barking like a dog! Brothers, do you want to hear Old Eagle bark like a dog?"
"We do! Hahaha...", the Soul Devouring warriors of the Second Brigade, led by Feng Juan Yun, shouted excitedly in unison.
"Then what are you waiting for? If you want to hear it, fight with all your might!", Feng Juan Yun laughed with relish, pointing his hand: "Kill!", "Kill! Kill! Kill!", the warriors of the Soul Devouring Great Brigade were naturally unwilling to lag behind, raising their sabers and swords, laughing loudly as they rushed toward the dense masses of the alien army like a fierce gale! Their faces were filled with excitement, as if they were a group of people starved for three days rushing toward a Suiyuan Manchu Banquet wafting appetizing aromas!
"Damn it!", Ying Bo Kong cursed loudly and roared: "Brothers! Let's rush too! If the Soul Devouring Team really wins, we'll all lose face. We'd rather lose our lives than lose face! Hurry up and get moving, or there won't be any targets left..."
"Hahahaha... The Captain is right, better lose our lives than lose face! Everyone hurry up and move, if you're fast you get them, if you're slow, they're gone...", the Remnant Heaven team laughed heartily, brandishing sabers and swords, charging forward like madmen!
These two great brigades had turned the utterly tragic slaughter before them into a competitive game!
The combat power of every single person reached its absolute apex in the blink of an eye!
They were slaughtering every alien warrior within sight as easily as chopping melons and slicing vegetables!
The methods used by Ying Bo Kong and Feng Juan Yun to boost morale had indeed achieved a miraculous effect.
As the great battle erupted, countless screams, wild laughter, and ferocious howls rose one after another; occasionally, severed arms and heads soared swiftly high into the sky!
Limbs and mangled limbs flew together; blood mixed with the color of the earth!
Almost at the very beginning of this war, the scene had already reached an extreme level of carnage!
At this moment, a piercing, sharp tiger's roar shook the firmament, as cold and sharp as a sudden gust of wind!
The mighty body of Tiger King Hu Lie Di, like a towering iron tower, charged rapidly from the distance—his voice arrived before his body, letting out a fierce roar: "In terms of slaughter, who can compare to our Heavenly Punishment Tiger Clan?! Our Tiger Clan claims a stake in this gamble! Lads, do you have the confidence to wipe out the most alien bastards?!" The three thousand Tiger Clan warriors roared in unison: "We do!" "Since you have the confidence, then charge forward, my King, and annihilate those alien scum!" Tiger King Hu Lie Di's bell-like eyes shot out a bloodthirsty gleam: "Let the brothers of the Remnant Heaven and Soul Devouring see the might of our Tiger Clan!! Exert yourselves to eliminate the enemy, the Heavenly Might of the Tiger Clan!"
"Roar! Let them see the might of our Tiger Clan!" The three thousand warriors roared together, truly charging down the mountain like fierce tigers. Ah, the saying "charging down the mountain like a fierce tiger" had always been just a metaphor!
But the charge of the Tiger Clan warriors this time was a literal descent of fierce tigers from the mountain—and moreover, the descent of the three thousand strongest fierce tigers in this era!
The momentum of this force was overwhelmingly fierce, truly magnificent to the extreme!
With the powerful intervention of the Tiger Clan army onto the battlefield, the situation instantly became even more brutally bloody!
Although the total number of heads taken by the Remnant Heaven, Soul Devouring, and Tiger Clans was far fewer than the enemy's, their combat prowess was several times, ten times, or even dozens of times greater than the enemy's—coupled with the weapons custom-made by Jun Mo Xie and the tactical formations he designed, their strength became even more astonishing. As soon as the two sides clashed, the allied forces of Heavenly Punishment and Evil Monarch's Mansion gained an absolute advantage, butchering the enemy like tigers entering a flock of sheep, cutting them down like melons and vegetables!
However, just at this juncture, a long, strange laugh drifted against the wind from afar, and a sinister, peculiar voice spoke: "Gu Han! I told you, I would break through your so-called Continental Allied defense line with an honorable army, under a proper banner! And I, Chuang Shang Bei Dao, would personally defeat you in battle! Now, the time has come to fulfill my promise! Gu Han! If you have the guts, come out! And fight me!"
The speaker was none other than Chuang Shang Bei Dao!
This top expert of the alien race was issuing a direct challenge to Gu Han, the leader of the Three Great Sacred Lands, right at the beginning of the battle!
It was obvious—he had sensed the disadvantageous start to the battle; facing the formidable fighting strength of the Heavenly Punishment and Evil Sect united forces, although the alien race held an absolute numerical advantage, they were actually at a disadvantage in the overall situation. They needed to find a way to boost their own morale, otherwise, how could they speak of victory!
And the best method to raise morale at this moment was undoubtedly to defeat the opposing side's top expert with swift, decisive force!
After delivering the challenge, Chuang Shang Bei Dao roared again: "Conquer the Xuan Xuan Continent today! The flowery world is within sight! All warriors of my Sun God Race, eternal hegemony, everlasting evil achievements! These moments lay the foundation! Are you all willing to accompany me, Chuang Shang Bei Dao, and leave your names etched in history for ten thousand generations?!"
"Roar!" A sound like a surging tidal wave erupted—it was the roar of hundreds of thousands of people simultaneously!
Clearly, Chuang Shang Bei Dao's words had successfully ignited the boundless fighting will of the alien warriors!
The influence of Chuang Shang Bei Dao among the alien race was evident!
If Gu Han decided to accept the challenge and unfortunately lost to Chuang Shang Bei Dao, it would undoubtedly be a massive blow to the morale of the Continental Allied Forces!
At this very moment, Jun Mo Xie, Gu Han, and the Fourteenth Young Master of Nine Hells had just entered the inner area of the camp!
Inside the main tent, Mei Xue Yan was systematically dispatching troops and generals.
A Heavenly Punishment warrior received an order and immediately turned and strode away as commanded. In the blink of an eye, Mei Xue Yan, commanding with perfect composure, had already dispatched twenty-four small teams of one hundred men each.
"Truly worthy of being the Venerable Mei who sustained the Heavenly Punishment alone after its decline; even this composure and decisive command ability in the face of battle is enough to make one gasp in admiration!" Gu Han let out a deep sigh, filled with praise.
It was late at night, which was generally unfavorable for the Continental Army to engage the alien race in a decisive battle.
The fact that the alien race chose this time to attack meant they possessed complete advantage in timing and terrain.
Furthermore, because their elite experts possessed stealth skills, these skills would be even more terrifying in the deep night!
If they were to advance with dense formations now, they would simply be providing countless targets for the enemy!
Therefore, when dispatching troops and generals, Mei Xue Yan broke down large forces into small units. Every hundred experts were grouped into one small team, directly inserting themselves into the alien troop formations to reinforce the Remnant Heaven, Soul Devouring, and Tiger Clan warriors.
A small force of only one hundred people would basically be as insignificant as a single wave in the vast ocean during a battle of this immense scale. Even if someone deliberately searched for them, they would likely be hard to find. But for the elite experts of Heavenly Punishment, whose individual combat power was worth one hundred, this large environment allowed them to unleash their strongest capabilities without any restraint! They could indiscriminately slaughter the dense masses of enemies around them!