What were they to do?
While Jin Chen looked anxious, Golden Star wore a smile, utterly composed. "What is there to fear?"
"If they will not move, then we will."
"We are at a disadvantage anyway. No matter how bad it gets, it cannot get much worse."
"Pass down the order. All Daoist Soldiers are to charge forward and kill. No retreat."
As command banners waved one after another, enormous war drums began to pound. After the thunderous, muffled drumbeats came the eerie, bizarre wail of horns and flutes.
As that uncanny sound rang out, the Fire Serpent Daoist Soldiers of the Primordial Yang Dao Sect had their eyes turn scarlet one by one. Their entire bodies burned with heat as though on fire, and they lunged toward the Qinghua Dao Sect.
For a time, the Fire Serpent Daoist Soldiers only grew fiercer as they fought, even temporarily suppressing the Yimu Daoist Soldiers' momentum.
Seeing this, Golden Star said, "Jin Chen, Jin Hao, Jin Gong, go charge through their ranks and draw out Qinghua Dao Sect's true inheritors."
"Once they emerge, the Soul-Exterminating Ballistae and Soul-Slaying Cannons will be waiting for them."
Hearing this, Jin Chen, Jin Hao, and Jin Gong naturally hesitated no longer. The three true inheritors of the Primordial Yang Dao Sect rose into the sky, and in an instant, streams of divine abilities blasted toward the Yimu Golden-Thunder Formation.
In that instant, golden light streaked and flashed in every direction as the stars wheeled overhead. Heavenly Star shone brilliantly, its myriad splendors radiant together. The Cloud-Gate Immortal Hall hung resplendent across the heavens, vast immortal aura suppressing all four quarters.
The Yimu Daoist Soldiers had already been thrown into disarray by the Fire Serpent Daoist Soldiers' reckless, life-or-death charge. Now, struck by three Void-Refining True Lords,