War of Expansion (7)
Inside the Suppress Evil Boat, Yang Tianyou sat on his throne with his eyes slightly closed. Zhiming was curled up in a ball on his right leg, with only his two large ears twitching gently, receiving messages from all directions.
"Master, the Mistress and the others have arrived!" Zhiming suddenly looked up and said softly.
Brush!!
Yang Tianyou suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp, fleeting glint of light flashing in his pupils.
He gently patted the armrest and sent a message to the army, saying that after an incense stick's time, they would prepare to launch an attack on the Foreign Races race.
At a single command, an echo resounded.
On each of the War Flying Vessels, Formation Shield slowly opened, and large numbers of Cultivators, like fish returning to their abyss, left the city walls, boarded the Flying Boat, and stood ready in their respective positions.
The movements of the Human Race at Evil-Suppressing Pass also attracted the attention of Blackblood City.
At the top of the hill, Si Fan and the Lord of Blackblood City's eyes gleamed, a sharp glint flashing in their gazes.
"They're finally going to attack," the Lord of Blackblood City said in a deep voice.
"Hmm, it must be because they've used up too many Spirit Stones these past few days, and finally couldn't hold back any longer," Si Fan said coldly.
The Lord of Lord of Blackblood City asked, "Should we order the army to retreat and lure the Yang Household Fleet to Blackblood City to be dealt with?"
Si Fan shook his head slightly, "That would seem too deliberate and arouse suspicion from the Yang Household. Let's proceed with the normal resistance procedure: have our troops fight back fiercely, then have the Golden Core Combat Strength on the battlefield launch several joint attacks, and then pretend to be defeated and retreat back to Blackblood City to lure the Yang Household family's Fleet here. Then we'll look for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack!"
"Uncle's plan is far-sighted. Let's do it this way. I bet the Yang Household never expected that we would have two Nascent Soul cultivators. Hmph, so what if they have a Fourth Tier Flying Boat? Let's see what they do when the Spirit Stones are exhausted!" The Lord of Blackblood City sneered and began to order his troops and Fourteen Golden Core Combatants to launch an attack to resist the Yang Household's Fleet.
On the battlefield where the winds and clouds were rising, the Fleet that had been standing motionless above Evil-Suppressing Pass for a long time began to slowly move forward.
The Suppress Evil Boat, which had never launched an attack, finally revealed its ferocious side as a mid- Fourth-Tier Mid-Grade War Flying Vessels to the Blood Race.
On the hundreds-of-feet-long hull, War Law Artifact artifacts and Law Treasures began to accumulate energy.
Inside the Formation Furnace, five hundred Upper-Grade Spirit Stones were burning fiercely, and streams of exceptionally pure spiritual Spiritual Qi were being transported to various locations along the Formation veins inscribed on the Flying Boat.
Once the energy was fully charged, the War Law Artifacts began to launch their attacks.
A golden beam of light powerful enough to pierce mountains, explosive arrows burning with blazing True Fire, Destructive Torrent that engulfs everything, Lightning Whip formed from rolling Thunder...
The firepower unleashed by a single Flying Boat silenced the entire battlefield. In an instant, over 10,000 of the 100,000 Foreign Races Army on the ground were wiped out by this sudden and devastating attack, including more than 30 Foreign Races at the Foundation Establishment Realm.
After a moment of stunned silence, all the Cultivators in the Fleet erupted in a deafening roar, their fighting spirit soaring like never before.
On the other hand, the remaining 80,000 to 90,000 troops of Blackblood City suffered from a collapse in morale, with countless soldiers experiencing a mental breakdown.
"How... how can we resist?" A Blood Race threw his weapon to the ground with a clatter, his face ashen, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Pfft!!
A blood-stained sword sliced across his neck, his head flying off in a blur, followed by the captain's hysterical, frantic screams, "Anyone who dares to fight, kill...!"
Under the supervision of the Blood Race high command, the Foreign Races Army, though fearful, still attacked fearlessly.
Various Law Technique coalesced into a destructive tide that shook the heavens and earth, slamming fiercely against the Fleet's Formation Shield.
However, this time the defensive shield was mainly released by Fourth Tier Flying Boat, combining the power of nearly a hundred Flying Boats.
The destructive tide looked terrifying, but when it hit the shield, it only created a shallow ripple before quickly disappearing.
On the other hand, the Human Race, controlling their War Flying Vessels, launched attacks with abandon, annihilating large numbers of the Foreign Races below.
Fifteen minutes into the battle, the Foreign Races had 60,000 remaining. During this time Suppress Evil Boat opened fire again with all its might, annihilating nearly 10,000 more Foreign Races.
After half an hour of fighting, the Foreign Races had 40,000 men left, their morale had plummeted, and the Blackblood City leadership's supervision was no longer effective. A large-scale rout began.
Half an hour into the battle, the Fleet had attacked within thirty miles of Blackblood City, sweeping away all resistance. Only the exquisite and majestic black city before them remained standing.
At the bow of the Suppress Evil Boat, Yang Tianyou calmly gazed at the city before him, his eyes seemingly unintentionally sweeping over a certain spot where Si Fan was hiding.
"Continue the advance!!" Yang Tianyou gave the order, and the Fleet continued forward.
On the walls of Blackblood City, rows of Blood Race soldiers clad in fine armor stand guard.
They showed no sign of cowardice despite the enemy's strength.
These soldiers are the true elite of Blackblood City, selected from among Million Purebred Blood Race.
One thousand Blackblood Army, one thousand Redblood Army, and eight thousand City Guard Army —a total of ten thousand troops. Yet, the unparalleled aura they exuded was comparable to the previous hundred thousand Foreign Races Army.
Surrounded by numerous Blood Race soldiers, the Lord of Blackblood City stood atop the city tower, gazing at the Suppress Evil Boat that seemed so close before him, and on that Flying Boat stood a dignified man leaning on his sword.
The incredibly powerful Blade Intent, even from hundreds of feet away, still caused the Lord of Blackblood City to feel a faint stinging sensation all over his body.
"If I hadn't obtained the True Blood Pool, the outcome of our fight would have been uncertain," the Lord of Blackblood City muttered to himself.
While he was observing Yang Tianyou, the latter was also looking at him.
Yang Tianyou was curious; what exactly was the Blood Race's True Blood Pool?
Not only can it elevate the Lord of Blackblood City's strength to the Nascent Soul realm, but it can also conceal it flawlessly.
Even his Great White Gold Eyes couldn't discern anything. If Zhiming hadn't reminded him, he would have almost thought that the person in front of him was still only at the peak of the Golden Core Perfection stage.
"After killing him, it would be best to seize the True Blood Pool intact and study it carefully!" Yang Tianyou muttered to himself.