Published: March 8, 2025
Ji Mo and Hu Yan Ao Bo combined their swords, charging back and forth on the battlefield! One was tall, the other short, one attacked while the other defended, their cooperation seamless!
On the other side, Tan Tan and Xie Danfeng were much more ferocious. Both were aggressive fighters, equally reckless and fearless!
Yet when the other side attacked, they hurried to cover each otherâs vulnerabilities. Tan Tan was on Xie Danfengâs left side, while Rui Butong followed closely on her right!
Although Xie Danfeng had joined the fight, her true cultivation level was still not at the throne level! She was merely a high-level martial sovereign. Relying solely on Tan Tan was absolutely insufficient to protect her in such a battle filled with throne experts!
Thus, Rui Butongâs main responsibility in this battle was to protect Xie Danfeng!
This was Chu Yangâs order!
Such a command would seem selfish and cruel to the other throne experts participating in the battle; however, Chu Yang had no choice.
Ao Xieyunâs handsome face was already covered in blood, resembling the red scarf tied around his head. He had seven or eight wounds on his body, yet he did not retreat a single step, charging forward without hesitation!
âRooaaar~~ Rooaaar~~!â Rocky Luo roared loudly, having been slashed by a blade, but it only ignited his ferocity further. The effects of his life-or-death training in the Extreme North Wilderness were finally realized at this moment!
He howled in rage, fighting madly!
Until Chu Yang appeared beside him, he didnât even notice.
The entire battlefield, which had started with over two thousand people fighting together, had dwindled to around one thousand three hundred, and then sharply decreased to under a thousand!
In the end, fewer than seven hundred remained fighting!
Chu Yangâs side suffered a casualty rate in this second engagement that was far higher than the first!
Because this time, the opposing side knew they were doomed and would die! Thus, everyone fought with their lives on the line!
On the other hand, Chu Yangâs side had initially gained an overwhelming advantage, which naturally led to a sense of relaxation, a common human emotion!
But this very âhuman natureâ cost more than a hundred masters who should not have died!
The second engagement was even quicker than the first decisive battle!
Almost from the start, it didnât take long before it was about to end.
Gradually, the battlefield shrank, dividing into three circles.
The remaining fewer than a hundred enemy experts were trapped within three encirclement circles, each surrounded by hundreds of throne experts! Both sides were bloodshot and ferocious; by this time, the concepts of life and death, fear and dread, had long been cast aside!
The only remaining belief was: kill the enemy!
Drag the enemy down with them!
Kill one, and itâs even! Kill two, and itâs a profit!
âAnyway, weâre all dead!â an enemy ninth-rank throne expert shouted, suddenly lunging forward without dodging! In mid-air, his body was pierced by a dozen long swords, but his right hand shook, and a long sword flew from his grasp, piercing deeply into the chest of a throne expert!
The long sword pierced through his chest, with streaks of blood shooting out into the snowy expanse, flying over a dozen feet before landing with a clang in the snow, swaying in mid-air, with blood dripping down, still warm!
At Chu Yangâs command, several brothers simultaneously flew into the three battle circles!
A series of clangs rang out, followed by screams, and then the entire battlefield fell silent!
In the entire field, there were no longer any others standing except for Chu Yangâs side, where red cloth was tied on their heads!
After a moment of silence, someone suddenly bent down and coughed up blood.
These were the ones who had sustained internal injuries but had forced themselves to hold it in, and at this moment, finally relaxed and spat the congealed blood out. If this happened during battle, spitting blood equated to seeking death...