Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 550 - 415: Hong Yuan, So Terrifying~_2
In this battle, the Daxuan Dynasty was intent on completely leveling the Mythical Sound Pavilion. Its approach was unmistakably hostile, as if dark clouds loomed over the city, threatening to crush it! π³π«ππ²π ππ―ππ¨πππΉ.π°πΌπΊ
Seeing such a formation, both the Tao Soldier Legions and the major Cultivators of the Sect Alliance turned pale and found it hard to breathe.
With the war beginning, who knew how many heroes would fall on this battlefield!
"Chen Hao, you take the Dragon Flame Legion to guard Mingyue City and be ready to counterattack at any moment."
"Li Qiyuan, you take the Qinglu Legion to the front lines. You must withstand the first wave of the offensive."
In the Monarchβs camp, Hong Yuan sat in the main seat, calmly issuing orders that considerably soothed the restless hearts of those present. Indeed, it was said that when the sky falls, a tall person is there to support it. Should any problem arise, Hong Yuan would be the first person the Martial Saints and Supreme Elders would hold accountable.
Realizing this, the Martial Artists and Heavenly Talents present felt much more at ease, and after receiving their orders, they headed to the front lines.
As for what these individuals were thinking, Hong Yuan saw through their thoughts at a glance but said nothing more.
If not for fear of causing a shock beyond convention, Hong Yuan alone could have commanded an army of one hundred thousand Bee Beast Worms to wipe out the entire opposing army.
His Water Tao Incarnation now possessed Saint-level combat power. This signified the vast difference between a celestial and a mortal!
However, such action did not align with the tenets of Hong Yuanβs Gou Dao, and that is why he had no intention of revealing his full strength.
In addition, one should not forget that Hong Yuan had once transformed into the βXuan Guangqiao,β establishing a dominant empire in the Endless Sea Area and becoming a rare overlord of the four directions. Hong Yuan was naturally also exceptionally skilled in battlefield strategy.
"Kill!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"
Tens of thousands of people stretched endlessly as far as the eye could see. This didnβt even account for the Slave Tao Cultivators on this vast battlefield, whose presence made the number of human and beast participants even more staggering.
In the past, the Sect Alliance had lacked a linchpin and could not unify their powers. Now that they had Hong Yuan as the core, they had indeed organized a significant counterattack, dealing a heavy blow to the overconfident Daxuan legions.
"Hmm, how did it turn into this situation?!" The Daxuan Dynastyβs Great General was quite surprised, his rough face furrowing with confusion.
"This is the effect of having a linchpin," Prince Tang Anyang sighed, tightly gripping his spear. "It appears that Hong Yuan is not only powerful but also adept at rallying people and organizing the battlefield."
"Hong Yuan... He is also a rare master of Slave Tao, indeed possessing the power to change the tide of battle," Prince Tang Anmin nodded affirmatively, recognizing Hong Yuanβs strength. "However, the final victory will certainly belong to us. Begin changing the formation!"
The dignitaries of the Daxuan Dynasty each glanced back at the grey mist, their eyes flickering with a hint of horror. Though the grey mist seemed like a small mass, they knew a terrifying Desolate Beastβthe West Dream Tigerβwas hidden within! It was precisely because of the West Dream Tigerβs presence that they had been able to crush various Overlord Sects so easily.
In the end, the princes and generals of the Daxuan Dynasty acted according to Prince Tang Anminβs wishes, beginning to change their formation.
Whistling winds howled mournfully, and battle flags flapped in the breeze.
Beneath the pristine white clouds, a surge of blood qi rose to the skies, and the sounds of intense fighting caused a chilling fear in peopleβs hearts.
Gradually, the white clouds were tinged with a gloomy haze, turning to dark clouds. The sky became covered with dense clouds, constantly shifting shapes.
The battlefield descended into chaos, swarms of Ferocious Beasts rampaged. Attacks of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and other powers emerged one after another, whether it be trees sprouting wildly, the ground splitting open, or thunder descending.
Martial Artists shouted and roared, almost mad with frenzy, with very few retaining their sanity.
Attacking, retreating, counterattacking, desperately defending...
One after another, heart-stopping scenes unfolded at this moment, a massive battle involving millions of people, engulfing the entire region of Ningzhou.
γThe sky darkened!γ
Above the human world, various Saints watched the scene, their expressions complex. Perhaps some might carry out ruthless massacres in their own blessed lands, but no one would dare do such a thing in the human world, in the Eastern Wilderness of Divine State!
Was I wrong? Inside the Brilliant Palace, Mou Liang Great Saint gripped the white feather fan tightly and began to question whether supporting the Supreme Saint Emperorβs Son to act this way was truly worthwhile.
"To strive for a great cause, some sacrifices are worth making. Iβll bear all karma," said the East Supreme Saint, perched atop his throne, eyes narrowed, his face calm. "Since I have decided to use the Eastern Wilderness of Divine State to pave the way for the Great Dream Emperorβs emergence, I will never regret it!"
Suddenly, a cry of the Vermilion Bird resonated on the battlefield. A blaze of yellow flames, embodying the might of a sky-consuming fire, descended like the Vermilion Bird itself, striking fiercely.
Many Ferocious Beasts and Martial Artists were engulfed without any chance to resist.
In an instant, the battlefieldβs southeast corner was swept clean, the parched, cracked land sprouting pools of lava.
"Itβs the Dragon Flame Army Master Chen Hao!" the Great General recognized at once the crimson figure fluttering in mid-air.
"Retreat, quick! This man is a notorious devil, a super powerhouse at the peak of the fifth order!" The many surviving Martial Artists immediately retreated.
Just as Chen Hao cleared the area, he suddenly felt an intense killing intent rushing towards him. This aura was familiar. It belonged to the Great General of the Daxuan Dynasty.
With a cold snort, Chen Hao shot straight into the sky without a momentβs hesitation.
BOOM!!!
As the Dragon Flame Army Master Chen Hao and the Daxuan Dynastyβs Great General commenced their battle, other renowned warriors from both sides began to move, wreaking havoc on the battlefield.
For a while, the battlefield reached a stalemate once again.
"Impressive, truly impressive," said Prince Tang Anyang seriously, his gaze fixed on the Monarchβs camp where Hong Yuan was located.
He wished he could immediately have his second brother release the West Dream Tiger, but he knew he shouldnβt disturb his brotherβs pace in combat.
"Iβve long heard of Hong Yuanβs proficiency in cultivation, but I didnβt expect his military tactics to be extraordinary as well, managing to withstand our formation changes. Perhaps once you master one discipline, you grasp them all," said Prince Tang Anmin, shaking his head slightly, a look of helplessness on his handsome face.
To be honest, he didnβt want to release the West Dream Tiger so soon because it put a great strain on his spirit and soul.
Enslaving a Desolate Beast, especially one of the Dream Tao, was not as easy for him as outsiders thought.
If it werenβt for the support of a Soul Tao Holy Artifact, he would have found it difficult to unleash the West Dream Tigerβs full might.
But now, there was no longer any chance for him to calmly manipulate the West Dream Tiger. Because if he didnβt take action soon, the revitalized Sect Allianceβs legion would likely annihilate the multiple legions of the Daxuan Dynasty.
Hong Yuan, terrifying indeed, Prince Tang Anmin admired inwardly. But then he sneered. Yet, if I bring out the Dream Tao Desolate Beast, the West Dream Tiger, how will you counter it?
ROAR!!!
A thunderous roar of a tiger erupted, momentarily stilling the chaotic battlefield.
An intimidating Desolate Beast resembling a gray tiger, with blood-red eyes and limbs covered in Dream Fog, began to emerge above the Daxuan Dynastyβs legions.
Each step it took set off waves of majestic, white ripples, significantly boosting the morale of the soldiers of the Daxuan Dynasty...
γAbove the Green Heaven.γ
In the gathering place of the Sect Allianceβs Martial Saints, several Saints complained:
"Damn that little kitty, daring to be so arrogant, causing us such embarrassment."
"Ah, itβs driving me mad. What does it think it is?"
"Indeed, if it wasnβt for the Reverse Saint Array with the power of the ninth order holding it back, I could spit on that West Dream Tiger and kill it."
"Talking is useless; weβve suffered too much at its hands already. Four Seas Sect, Wu Earth Sect, and now it seems Mythical Sound Pavilion will also be affected!"
"Speaking of which, has Elder Qinglu captured the Illusion Cloud Flood Dragon Desolate Beast yet?"
"Not yet, he is still searching..."
"Donβt worry, with Hong Yuanβs arrival, it should be no problem to hold the defense."
"I hope so..."
In the gaze of anxious Martial Saints from various sects, the West Dream Tiger slowly emerged, exuding a formidable presence.
