Published: March 8, 2025
Mo Tianji observed the battlefield and said, "Yes."
Chu Le'er calmly replied, "I don’t see it that way. In fact, neither side is underestimating the other; on the contrary, they both perceive each other as overly formidable. So while you are all concentrated and believe you are giving your all, the more you do so, the more you are distracted, and the less you can truly commit! The so-called 'from the heart, as you wish; the heart goes where it wants'—only then can you truly commit fully!"
Mo Tianji’s eyes lit up, pondering her words.
Chu Le'er continued, "In reality, whether facing a person, a god, or a demon, you, Mo Tianji, are still Mo Tianji. That will never change!"
She turned her head, her eyes sparkling, and softly said, "Mo Tianji will never become Chu Yang, nor will he become Ao Xieyun!"
"Indeed, whether facing a person, a god, or a demon, I, Mo Tianji, am still Mo Tianji. I will not become Chu Yang, nor will I become Ao Xieyun; this will never change." Mo Tianji felt as if an inexplicable shackle in his heart had been shattered by Chu Le'er’s brief words.
It was like a person who had been trapped in darkness for a long time suddenly finding a door open, with the dark haze dissipating and only boundless radiant light illuminating the way forward!
Mo Tianji looked deeply at Chu Le'er and sincerely said, "Thank you, Le'er. Although you are younger than me, you... truly are my noble person!"
He turned and continued to command.
The battle below grew increasingly brutal!
One after another, the Li Family Supremes launched frenzied assaults on the formation. Within the formation, people continuously spewed blood, their bodies shattering instantly. Under such attacks, wishing to keep a complete corpse was akin to dreaming.
At the moment one is hit and rendered unable to move, one does not know how many forces would rain down upon them.
Yet the formation remained like a swimming dragon, rolling at high speed on the steep mountaintop. It was always perfectly organized; Diwu Qingrou’s orders were issued precisely one after another. Wherever there was a weakness, it would be immediately compensated by a command.
Diwu Qingrou was determined to hold the line! No matter what, this mountaintop could not be given to Mo Tianji.
The Li Family's side was not faring well either. From the backlash alone, several Supremes had already perished!
The eighth and ninth rank Supremes fought desperately, not caring for their lives, but facing the formidable power of the formation, they found themselves powerless. They were helpless, achieving nothing.
As time passed, Li Chunbo grew increasingly anxious.
How could he not be anxious? It was clearly a heaven-sent opportunity, yet their side was unable to seize it, powerless to grasp it. Xiao Chenyu and his group could return at any moment! If this formation were allowed to hold until Xiao Chenyu returned, then their side would surely be completely wiped out here; a heaven-sent opportunity could very well turn into a heaven-sent death trap!
At that moment, Mo Tianji’s voice rang out: "Two-thirds of the Supremes maintain the attack; the remaining one-third, form a triangular formation, with the tip charging forward! Aim for the head and tail of the dragon, and directly insert diagonally into the dragon's body. Do not engage head-on; the moment to break the enemy is now."
Li Chunbo's spirit jolted, and with a long howl, over two hundred experts quickly gathered around.
Diwu Qingrou furrowed her brow. Such a gathering had already been attempted three times by Li Chunbo previously, with little effect, but for some reason, this time it gave her a very different feeling. With her thoughts in motion, she immediately commanded, "Accelerate the formation!"
With a command, the speed of the one-character long snake formation’s transformation accelerated again, like waves surging uncontrollably, rapid and fierce.
Meanwhile, over two hundred of the Li Family's experts quickly gathered under Li Chunbo’s command, instantaneously forming a massive triangle!