Chuangshang Beida slowly turned around, his face exceptionally heavy. "Your focus remains slightly skewed. You only see their individual combat prowess but fail to notice the seamless coordination between them! The synchronization of these three hundred men has reached a degree of perfection—utterly flawless! No matter how their formations are disrupted, as long as any two of them can link up, they generate astonishing combat power exceeding the sum of their individual strengths by more than double! The interplay between two, three, four... all the way up to hundreds of fighters is exquisitely precise!"
At his words, the others finally noticed this point, their gazes intently fixed forward, and their expressions grew heavier the more they observed.
"Every strike aimed at them is cleverly deflected by their comrades; even potentially fatal damage is broken down into mere superficial injuries! Once a fighter is wounded, that individual is immediately enveloped in a cooperative effort of at least six others, and the injured party instantly becomes the primary focus of intense protection from their teammates. Yet, the combined fighting capacity of these seven shows not the slightest decrease."
Chuangshang Beida pondered aloud, "Just moments ago, two Berserk Blade Earth Ninjas self-destructed simultaneously. If that had occurred within our own ranks, it might have severely wounded a Heavenly Ninja. Yet, they managed, in an instant, to concentrate the strength of six individuals to neutralize the explosive assault! An attack intended to kill through self-detonation resulted in only light injuries, shared among six people! Such exquisite coordination—if one hadn't witnessed it firsthand, how could anyone believe it? Isn't this simply unbelievable?"
"Indeed, this matter is extraordinarily bizarre!" The other twelve nodded in unison. Earlier, they had only noted the astonishing cultivation levels of these three hundred men—their brutal combat effectiveness, their ruthless decisiveness, and the viciousness of their attacks—but they had failed to truly observe the tacit cooperation and exquisite teamwork between them. Now, upon closer scrutiny, everyone’s complexion immediately shifted.
The coordination between every single opponent had reached a terrifying level of accuracy, down to the finest hair. The mutual understanding between them had reached a horrifying degree. Their sharp sixth sense regarding impending danger was nothing short of breathtaking!
"Facing an army like this, even if two Saint Sovereigns were to charge in simultaneously—if they didn't immediately employ the most extreme measures and instead relied solely on their own strength to engage—even if they managed to inflict some casualties on the enemy, the final outcome would be a guaranteed death sentence!"
Chuangshang Beida scrutinized the scene, his voice heavy with concern. "Therefore, you must understand: even a master at the Saint Sovereign level, if isolated and confronted by this unit, would be best advised to immediately turn tail and flee, lest they sacrifice their life needlessly! If the chance to flee is lost, they must deploy their most extreme measures in the shortest possible time, or they will lose even the opportunity to execute their final gambits!"
The remaining twelve felt a sudden chill run through them. They had already imagined this force to be terrifying, but none of them had conceived that this small contingent of three hundred could be this terrifying!
The combined effort of Xuan-level cultivators at the Saint Emperor realm actually managing to kill a Saint Sovereign?
If that statement had been made before this moment, everyone would have dismissed it as utter nonsense!
But now, everyone had to believe it, dared not disbelieve it!
The battle raged on.
Although Jun Moxie’s figure had vanished, he hadn't actually gone far; he had merely cloaked himself in invisibility. From high above, he monitored the slaughter executed by the Remnant Heaven Soul Devouring Corps, suppressing the urge to intervene several times.
He knew that the thirteen enemy experts were also watching the fight!
However, both sides maintained a tacit understanding not to interfere with the battle unfolding below.
But if he were to strike first, those thirteen opponents would inevitably swarm him. He, combined with the Blood of Yan Huang, could at most hold back three of them. The remaining ten would surely inflict catastrophic damage upon the Remnant Heaven Soul Devouring Corps!
Thus, Jun Moxie could not move.
Since he did not move, Chuangshang Beida and his group naturally would not move either.
Originally, this engagement was intended as a probing match between the two sides! The true contest lay in the future, not this present moment!
Therefore, the fighting had to be completed solely by the troops below.
What truly set Jun Moxie at ease was the fact that his own forces were achieving a comprehensive advantage! The enemy’s frenzied attacks were causing extremely limited losses. Especially since the vast majority of the enemy's main experts were concentrated against the Remnant Heaven Soul Devourers, this inadvertently lessened the pressure on the Tiger King and the twenty-four smaller squads, allowing them to fight even more effectively.
By this point, seven or eight smaller units had successfully rendezvoused at the central core, then, alongside the Tiger King's force, began slaughtering the enemy from all sides.
Mei Xueyan’s initial plan was to pierce through and immediately retreat. But given how the battle had unfolded, it had morphed from a large-scale tactical engagement into a battle of complete annihilation. If they could wipe out the enemy completely while suffering minimal friendly losses, that would naturally be the most ideal outcome!
When Mei Xueyan had made her arrangements beforehand, no one, including all those present, had anticipated the final result of this battle would be so stunning!
Facing an enemy ten times their number, the final result being total annihilation? And with the Remnant Heaven Soul Devouring Corps alone accounting for more than half of the enemy kills—this outcome was truly earth-shattering!
As the fighting neared its conclusion, explosions sounded almost incessantly. These were the desperate, final, extreme measures taken by the enemy’s Underworld Ghost Ninja level experts and above, initiating self-destruction to use their very bodies as ultimate weapons against the foe.
The number of standing figures on the battlefield steadily dwindled, gradually thinning out.
Yet, not a single man from the enemy forces retreated a single step!
They continued their charge!
Even though only a few thousand remained of the original fifty-thousand-strong army, they were still charging forward! One wave after another!
When this battle ended, the sky was just beginning to lighten!
This engagement had raged from midnight until the faintest glimmer of dawn!
In the distance, banners fluttered, their sounds like the roar of a storm.
But the million-strong army the alien race had gathered remained completely motionless! They simply watched as their fifty thousand brethren were slaughtered, their destruction logged as mere data points calculated by the thirteen Heavenly Ninjas standing sentinel over the battlefield!
The Heavenly Punishment side also made no subsequent moves. Everyone waited for this battle to conclude.
The first rays of dawn finally broke!
A sweep of morning wind surged across the land!
Ying Bokong and Feng Juanyun let out a sharp whistle, and the Remnant Heaven Soul Devourers closed ranks in the center.
Across the battlefield spanning tens of miles, a sheet of crimson mist floated! Ethereal and hazy, it carried a suffocating stench!
Of the fifty thousand alien troops, not one soul remained alive!
In the sky, Chuangshang Beida and the others withdrew soundlessly.
The supreme experts who had remained cloaked in the heavens to observe this battle were not only Jun Moxie and the thirteen strongest Heavenly Ninjas of the alien race, but also another presence—another ultimate powerhouse!
Within the higher strata of the night sky, the continent’s universally acknowledged foremost master, the Fourteenth Young Master of the Nine Serene Sect, was entirely concealed by the darkness, his hands clasped behind his back, also watching this unprecedentedly fierce battle.
Naturally, he had observed every exchange between Jun Moxie and Chuangshang Beida.
"How can this be? How can someone achieve such a terrifyingly rapid pace of advancement!" The Fourteenth Young Master of the Nine Serene Sect sighed faintly, his gaze shifting toward the ruins of the former Tianzhu Mountain, now nothing more than an endless expanse of shattered rock. His eyes, however, held an exceptionally fervent glow!
Tianzhu Mountain was not merely the dividing line separating the two continents; it represented the pinnacle achievement of the Nine Serene Clan!
It must be remembered that Tianzhu Mountain did not originally exist in this world!
This highest peak in the world was erected by the First Young Master of the Nine Serene Sect in the past, using peerless, heaven-piercing divine abilities—a veritable absolute barrier! Furthermore, he sealed it with supreme cosmic power, causing this highest mountain range on the continent to stand tall for a full ten thousand years!
Had it not been for Zhan Kuang's avarice in stealing the Nine Illusions Flowing Sand, leading to the mountain’s accidental collapse, it was conceivable that Tianzhu Mountain would have stood generation after generation until the end of time! Even if this world were destroyed, as long as the grand formation based on the Nine Illusions Flowing Sand could function, Tianzhu Mountain would have remained unmovable!
With a flip of his hand, Tianzhu Mountain descended!
It had separated the two races for a full ten thousand years of conflict!
What kind of supreme divine ability could have created such a miracle?
People spoke of methods that could turn clouds into rain and rain into clouds, but even the literal act of turning hands to create clouds and water was absolutely insignificant compared to this legendary divine power!
Even now, although Tianzhu Mountain had completely collapsed, the Fourteenth Young Master of the Nine Serene Sect could still sense that a mysterious power remained present!
And while this power was unfathomable and bizarre, at its core, it was undeniably righteous, gentle, and weighty, yet simultaneously permeated with chilling killing intent! It was vast and ethereal, solemn and majestic!
The Fourteenth Young Master of the Nine Serene Sect felt an infinite surge of reverence well up within him.
The First Young Master of the Nine Serene Sect... he was the true pinnacle!
He himself, or the several who preceded him, also claimed the title of 'Ninth Young Master of the Nine Serene Sect,' but compared to the original First Young Master, could they, the later arrivals, truly claim the right to that title? Were they worthy of being placed in the same breath as that greatest being of all time?
What exactly did it take to reach the realm of the First Young Master of the Nine Serene Sect?
The Fourteenth Young Master of the Nine Serene Sect stood motionless in the night, his black robe billowing in the wind, swaying like a demonic statue perched within the clouds. It seemed as if this field of rubble held endless temptation, endless yearning for him...
Perhaps his own breakthrough lay within these very ruins?
At this moment, the great battle was finally over!
The preliminary engagement between the Xuanxuan Continent Allied Forces and the alien race had officially reached its conclusion!
Feng Juanyun thrust his sword, "swish," into the chest of a Berserk Blade Earth Ninja, piercing through the back, connecting both bodies. The pure Xuan energy carved onto him erupted simultaneously with the enemy's instant self-detonation. Feng Juanyun rapidly retreated. When this final explosion subsided, Feng Juanyun discovered that there was no enemy left standing before or behind him!
Across the battlefield spanning dozens of miles, corpses were strewn everywhere. In some lower-lying areas, the pooling blood had formed small lakes, causing the bodies to float upon the surface!
Even with the experience of Ying Bokong and Feng Juanyun, this level of brutal warfare was unprecedented in their lives!
The alien forces fought until the very last soldier, never retreating a single step, never showing a single sign of rout!
Although the alien race was detestable, their fighting spirit—their unwavering morale in the face of certain defeat and death—was truly awe-inspiring!