Chapter 368: Chapter 359: Don’t Disappoint Me
As time passed, the two sides engaged in skirmishes of all sizes.
The atmosphere among the army under Fang Yang’s command grew visibly more somber.
After all, the saying that a great war would leave behind countless corpses was no exaggeration.
If the defensive grand formation were to be breached, they would likely meet their end here.
This was especially true after the three armies led by Yu Zither Immortal, Fu Nuannuan, and Silver Phoenix suffered setbacks.
But even under such circumstances, Fang Yang was not idle.
He would occasionally step out of the Monarch’s Camp to make an appearance at the battle pet tempering grounds, or perhaps the trading area.
He appeared perfectly at ease, as serene as a cloudless sky.
It seemed as if he were neglecting his duties slightly.
But everyone knew his character: profound and measured.
And so, gradually, the sight of his figure acted like a calming pill, greatly steadying everyone’s hearts.
"I told you! The Monarch wouldn’t abandon us and flee on his own."
"So what if he’s the Seventh Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty? No matter how powerful he is, he’s not the progenitor of a lineage!"
"The Lord has appeared! Wow, what a towering, remarkable man."
"Hold on. Just five more years, and I can return home with glory, maybe even become a City Lord."
"Whew, good thing I’m part of the Third Monarch’s army, otherwise this would be a disaster..."
Word spread from one to ten, ten to a hundred, and a hundred to a thousand...
In a short time, the morale of the army under Fang Yang’s command gradually rose, and they became much more composed.
This development made the enemy forces curse their luck in secret.
「On this day.」
Fang Yang appeared at the battle pet tempering grounds, observing his three battle pets.
"HISS~"
Before long, the Electric Python began to hiss and cry out.
Its serpentine skin flashed with electricity, which gradually expanded to fill the arena, forming a small pool of lightning.
It hissed, thrashed wildly, and struck out.
Following this, it frantically unleashed "Electric Shock," the "Thunder Prison Skill," and "Flood Dragon Dance."
It was burning its bloodline!
With a roar, an explosive clap of thunder resounded from its body.
Tier Three Advanced!
’Such rapid progress. It’s advancing by leaps and bounds.’
Fang Yang lowered his gaze.
’According to the Qi Shu Theory, my three battle pets must be benefiting from a portion of my halo.’
’When one person achieves the Dao, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven?’
...
「Night.」
「Monarch’s Camp.」
Fang Yang had sealed the doors and was sitting cross-legged on a Daoist mat.
Although the situation at the front lines was growing increasingly tense, he was not particularly worried.
In truth, he could slip away right now and travel to the various Dream Worlds to increase his cultivation.
However, he first had to make Su Xi’s position as "Vice Commander" one of true substance, so he could leave without any lingering worries.
’Time to continue cultivating.’
In the darkness, he focused his mind.
Then, he closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into his first aperture, focusing on the Kun Peng phantom.
The Kun Peng phantom trembled slightly, connecting with the Kun Peng Divine Feather as they glowed in unison.
A wave of black and white energy washed over it. The Kun Peng phantom contracted and condensed, erupting in a brilliant red light.
In an instant, the Kun Peng phantom dissipated, replaced by the phantom of a Three-legged Crow!
At the same time, Fang Yang’s consciousness began to sink.
In a state between waking and dreaming, he spent quite some time crossing the distance to descend upon the mysterious star.
’This took a while.’
’And I can feel that my sensitivity in controlling the mysterious star has also decreased significantly.’
’Is it because of the Burying Moon Mountain Dream World battlefield cluster?’
’That’s most likely the reason.’
At this moment, he gazed at the mysterious star, which was once again radiating light, his thoughts flashing like lightning.
Immediately, he gently flapped the wings of the Three-legged Crow, landing in the core of the mysterious star and merging with it.
BANG! The mysterious star suddenly burst into flames, blazing like the Vast Sun.
In the span of a breath, its form contracted and elongated, evolving into a Three-legged Crow Starry Beast.
The primary consciousness of this Three-legged Crow Starry Beast was Fang Yang’s.
Now, Fang Yang’s perspective had completely changed.
It was an extremely macroscopic viewpoint.
The things he could perceive were all colossal entities like stars, Star Realms, cosmic storms, and other Starry Beasts.
Without hesitation, he flapped his wings and lunged toward the nearest glowing star.
This nearby star resembled an ancient, orange-yellow bell.
The moment he drew near, the orange-yellow bell star began to vibrate violently on its own, emitting massive sound waves.
In an instant, he felt dizzy and disoriented.
He knew his Soul Foundation was being consumed too quickly.
Seeing this, his gaze firmed. He flapped his wings forcefully, enduring the assault of the sound waves, and pounced at the ancient bell like a starving tiger.
...
BOOM!
RUMBLE!
The battle erupted.
It was sudden, like a clap of thunder from a clear sky or a giant wave on a mirror-like lake.
But it was also perfectly logical, and entirely within the expectations of Fang Yang, Su Xi, and the others.
In the sky, straight beams of light—some snow-white, others water-blue—intersected, forming a massive, three-dimensional elemental formation that constantly expanded outward.
Visible to the naked eye, blood qi soared to the heavens, coalescing into various types of war spirits that roared in the sky.
Some took the form of savage Flood Dragons, others of sharp Cold Swords, and still others of a vast celestial river.
’Fang Yang, will you take the initiative to attack?’ the Seventh Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty wondered, his gaze dark.
Qi Xuanxian gripped the Token in his hand.
’War is the art of deception, involving the transformation between illusion and reality.’
’We can lay a trap for Fang Yang, but he can just as easily lay one for us. I must be a hundred times more vigilant.’
Zhong Zunyang’s expression was grave, his eyes flickering.
Fire clouds swirled beneath Xiao Sanxuan’s feet, ready to propel him forward at any moment.
On the main front of the battlefield, the few young Great Saints were completely focused, terrified that if they let their guard down for even a moment, Fang Yang would suddenly erupt with violence.
The progenitor of a lineage!
And the Kun Peng lineage, at that!
They had never once underestimated Fang Yang.
Even without the Great Sun Dragon Lady’s reminder, they would never have considered fighting Fang Yang one-on-one.
There was no point in doing so, and it would only place them in grave danger.
At this very moment, there was one being whose attention was even more focused than theirs.
And that was the White Tiger Demon Lord!
On the Great River of Saintly Spirits, the White Tiger Demon Lord stood tall and straight.
At this moment, he stood with his hands behind his back, gazing toward the main battlefield.
A gentle breeze blew, but the surface of the water remained perfectly still.
His pair of White Tiger divine eyes were in full bloom, radiating with divine light.
’The great war is finally about to begin, ready to ignite at a single touch?’
’Heh, I just wonder if these guys will try to set me up.’
’Hmph, I need to stay sharp myself. I can’t let this bunch backstab me...’
The White Tiger Demon Lord’s gaze was dark.
It is easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to defend against an arrow in the dark.
Although the Golden Clan and the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life stood before them as the primary enemy...
...as mentioned before, the internal factions of their venerable Daoist lineages were not a monolithic bloc, especially the Red Flame Demon Country.
Because the Red Flame Demon Country was the supreme Daoist lineage of the Demon Race, it had always been at odds with the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life.
Even the Ten Thousand Flames Hall had acted against them in the past.
Therefore, the White Tiger Demon Lord was even more afraid that his allies would turn on him.
If these allies were to use Fang Yang’s name as a pretext to launch a surprise attack on his Demon Race army...
...then he would truly have no choice but to flee in panic.
RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!
At the front line, under everyone’s watchful eyes, the two great armies began to clash.
’Su Xi, don’t disappoint me.’
Fang Yang gazed at Su Xi from a distance.
Su Xi’s gaze was firm, her fair, small face filled with calm composure.
She had tied her black hair into a high ponytail, wore a suit of pale-white heavy armor, carried a red-tasseled long spear on her back, and had a three-foot-long Copper Coin Sword at her waist. She radiated a heroic and valiant aura!
For now, she had temporarily taken on the role of commander, orchestrating the battlefield with such perfect order that it was like an impenetrable fortress.
But under her leadership, the most crucial point was whether the army could withstand the assault from the enemy’s young Great Saints.
This point was of the utmost importance.
Fang Yang knew it, and she knew it even better.
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