Heartache

The war had progressed to such a point that both sides were blinded by rage. The Fire-Bathing Tribe were no longer stubborn; the Human Race's stubbornness had also surfaced.

Friends, relatives, and fellow disciples fell one by one before their eyes. Everyone's eyes turned red, and they fought like bloodthirsty Wild Beasts against the Fire-Bathing Tribe.

After recovering from his injuries, Yang Tianyou's Fleshly Body strength increased to a new level. His eyes were cold, and after exchanging a glance with his wife, they both leaped out and flew towards the front line of the battlefield.

At this moment, the two thousand Fire-Bathing Tribe legion had been reduced to just over a thousand, only able to maintain the strength of the Spirit Transformation Late Stage. Yang Tianyou and his wife's target was them.

A gentleman doesn't leave a grudge unavenged. Yang Tianyou and his wife were nearly killed by these guys, so of course they had to repay them in blood and tooth.

At this moment, the Fire-Bathing Tribe army is engaged in fierce Fifth-Tier War Flying Vessels and two Spirit Transformation cultivators. One is Elder Qinghuan True Person of the Mountain and River Hall, and the other is Old Ancestor Wang, one of the three Spirit Transformation Old Ancestors of the Spirit Commandery Gold and Silver Alliance Neutral Faction.

As Yang Tianyou and his wife swept through the enemy lines, Qinghuan True Person and Old Ancestor Wang were overjoyed. They desperately held off the Fire-Bathing Tribe army, preventing them from joining the main Fire-Bathing Tribe force in the distance.

After Yang Tianyou and his wife arrived, without saying a word, they embarked on a long-awaited and Love That Topples Cities.

Chant!!

A clear, watery Sword Cry resounded through the heavens. A hundred-foot-long sword, interwoven with Black and White and white, destruction and creation, life and death, descended from the sky with a clang, carving out a wide river of swords and striking the Magma Giant's neck.

Bite!!

A crisp metallic clang rang out, and a jagged crack appeared on the Magma Giant's neck.

Roar!!

A violent roar rang out, and the Magma Giant raised its hand, condensing it into a huge, blazing fireball, which it hurled directly at the giant.

The same move was no match for Yang Tianyou and his wife. The Black and White sword twisted gracefully, like a startled swan or a swimming dragon, leaving a breathtaking trail in the sky before splitting the fireball in two at an extremely tricky angle.

The couple then continued to unleash their Combined Divine Ability, their longswords flashing across the sky as they slashed thirteen times in a row, finally breaking through the Magma Giant's defenses completely.

Upon seeing this, Qinghuan True Person shouted excitedly, "Their Battle Formation has broken! Kill!!"

Boom!!

Streams of attack light crisscrossed the sky and earth, like ferocious Flood Dragons roaring as they pounced on the huge gap that had appeared in the Fire-Bathing Tribe's Battle Formation.

Bang!!

With a combined attack, the Battle Formation completely collapsed, followed by a one-sided massacre.

The Fire-Bathing Tribe, whose Battle Formation was broken, suffered a huge backlash and had little power to resist. Within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they had all been beheaded.

The annihilation of the Fire-Bathing Tribe legion on the right flank was like shattering the most stubborn rock, greatly boosting the morale of the Human Race.

With their remaining strength now available, the numerous Spirit Transformation cultivators began to target and eliminate the opposing Fire-Bathing Tribe.

The snowball of victory grew larger and larger, until finally the Fire-Bathing Tribe on the entire right flank of the battlefield was wiped out.

These guys were incredibly tough; they fought to the last man and didn't retreat an inch, leaving a very deep impression on all the Cultivators present.

Thump!

The Magma Giant staggered and fell to the ground, creating a huge crater. It then lunged at the White Tiger, its jaws snapping open and biting down hard on the Magma Giant's neck, tearing a massive gash in its throat.

Almost simultaneously, breakthroughs were also achieved on the main battlefield.

As the Human Race powerhouses and Cultivators on the right flank converged, the Fire-Bathing Tribe leader finally realized it was time to retreat.

However, if they didn't retreat when they were at their peak, can they leave now that their strength has greatly diminished?

Of course not!

The mountain range formed by the Mountain and River Army crashed down from the sky, pressing down on the Magma Giant and preventing it from making any movement. The White Tigers formed by the Four Symbols Army and the Purple Moon Army pounced on it and tore it apart. Before long, they had torn the Magma Giant to pieces.

With their Battle Formation broken and the outcome decided, the entire Fire-Bathing Tribe army was wiped out within a quarter of an hour.

The Yang Household and the Mountain and River Hall built a defensive fortress in front of the Realm Gate, while sweeping away the Fire-Bathing Tribe in the World Interstice with the force of autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

On the Flying Boat, Yang Tianyou looked down at the mess all around him, his eyes filled with deep sorrow.

"Have the battle damage statistics been released yet?" he asked softly, his voice low.

Yang Yusheng stepped forward, holding a golden scroll in both hands, and handed it to Yang Tianyou. "Nineteenth Uncle, this time our Yang Household lost four Nascent Soul Cultivators, thirty-eight Golden Core Cultivators, six hundred and twelve Foundation Establishment Cultivators, and eleven thousand three hundred and fifteen Qi Refining cultivators. Eighty-three War Flying Vessels ships of the Third Tier or above crashed, and seventy-four war Puppets and Dao Soldiers of the Third Tier or above were destroyed."

Furthermore, of the 300,000 Cultivators mobilized by subordinate forces, only 130,000 remained, and countless resources were lost...

Turning around, Yang Tianyou looked at the scroll that Yang Yusheng was holding above his head with both hands, and he was unusually timid.

More than 10,000 of their people perished in the battle; how many of them were familiar faces?

Taking a deep breath, Yang Tianyou picked up the scroll and opened it.

On the list of the dead, one familiar name after another came into view.

Yang Dangmo, Yang Yukong, Yang Lihe, Yang Taishi...

"Fifth Granduncle, Yu Kong, Fifth Brother-in-law, Tai Shi..." Yang Tianyou murmured the names of his fallen clansmen, unusually losing his composure.

Even though I was prepared, the tearing pain in my heart and lungs didn't lessen at all; it hurt, it hurt, it hurt!!

Along with him, many members of his clan also performed.

Yang Xuanli's shoulders trembled as she struggled to hold back her tears. In this war, her father, Yang Lihe, and her second son Yang Taishi, had both died in battle.

The simultaneous loss of two close relatives would be an immense blow to anyone.

Yang Taixuan wept uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face. Her second brother could have survived, but he was crushed to death by a house-sized fire hammer while shielding her from the Fire-Bathing Tribe's attack. His body was smashed to pieces, and his soul was burned away. He died right before her eyes.

On the ground, Yang Tianwang stood silently beside a Giant Beast, his companion, the Earth Vein Rock Rhino Giant Mountain, which had now lost all signs of life.

"Grandpa, Giant Mountain..." Two lines of tears streamed down the face of this tough man. His son, Yang Xuangang, stood silently by his side, his expression filled with grief.

After the battle, the Yang Household suffered heavy losses, with many elder members perishing. The joy of their hard-won victory vanished.