Beacon Smoke Rend Array Iron Blood Reinforcements Arrive

Beacon Smoke Rend Array · Iron Blood Reinforcements Arrive

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At the same time, on another battlefield, the long saber in Ximen Wenye's hand burned with Karmic Fire as it sliced through the air, cutting out a scorching rift.

His opponent was a Soul Douluo wielding two Frost-white Steel Forks that gave off a bone-piercing chill. Each sweep of the fork tips raised vast sheets of frost.

It was none other than one of the Bone Excavation Group's Vice Leaders, Dou Jing!

Clang! The Frost Steel Forks and the flaming long saber clashed, Ice and Fire Power colliding violently and erupting into great clouds of white mist and searing sparks.

Ximen Wenye's gaze was sharp. "Frost Blade Fork? Interesting! Let's see whether this old man's Karmic Fire can burn away your frost! Fifth Soul Skill · Karmic Fire Consecutive Slashes!"

Several saber beams burning with Red Lotus Karmic Fire slashed out in an unbroken chain.

At the same time, faced with the allied army's increasingly fierce offensive, energy surged behind the Bone Excavation Group's battle line, and several powerful auras erupted all at once.

Several Soul Saint Level experts strode out from among the chaotic Bone Excavation Group members, Soul Power surging as they joined forces to raise a defense, forcibly holding back this ferocious charge from the allied army and stabilizing their wavering formation.

There were also four Soul Saints, with defense, control, power attack, and agility attack teams surrounding Qin Luguang and resisting him, while Support Soul Masters behind them provided buffs and debuffs.

This was the advantage of strength in numbers.

Chen Zhang stood on a high platform not far inside the stronghold gate, overlooking the battlefield below where blood and flesh flew everywhere.

His injuries had not yet healed, so he commanded from the rear formation.

Calm and steady, he issued orders rapidly without pause. "The left wing's advance is blocked. Defense masters, angle thirty degrees left and provide cover. Ximen Family, shift the impact point to the right and tear open a gap. Uncle Lu Guang, pin down that Soul Saint coordination team in front! Gap at the right-center, Third Uncle Gui, thrust forward. Brother Hezhi, Third Squad's Soul Power consumption is severe; prioritize covering them with 'Pure Heart Bright Mirror'! Uncle Zhicheng, suppress the fire point on the right-side arrow tower. Their crossbow bolts are too dense! Control Type, three o'clock direction, bind the reinforcements rushing out from that area! Ranged units, focus fire and suppress the high platform directly ahead!"

One order after another was like precision gears, mobilizing the enormous machine that was the Chen Family allied army.

Chen Zhang needed to take the overall formation's advance into account, coordinate every unit's attack and defense, deploy support soul skills with precision, grasp the timing of control soul skills, and provide suppressive coverage with ranged firepower. Every decision concerned the life and death of countless warriors.

Standing beside him, Chen Xiaojun smiled calmly, looking somewhat carefree as he watched the battle ahead and Chen Zhang's command.

Although he had practical experience, with his own Second Uncle, an expert commander, present, and with his ranking behind Chen Xiyuan and Ling Yunxiao, he could properly absorb experience.

Chen Xiaojun discovered that compared with Ling Yunxiao's overwhelming, unending attacks when assaulting Heavenly Wolf Gate, Chen Zhang's command at this moment was like dismantling something piece by piece, a needle hidden in cotton, placing stones like a Go player, slowly exposing flaws through micromanagement and tearing open gaps.

Just as the Bone Excavation Group's counterattack suffered a setback and their formation turned slightly sluggish, settling into a stalemate, a low voice filled with pressure suddenly rang out:

"Sixth Soul Skill · Thousand Jun Iron Curtain!"

Before the words had even fallen, an enormous Mo Dao covered in mottled rust tore through the air, bearing a heavy force like a toppling mountain as it cleaved with perfect precision toward Yang Guisan, who was at the foremost position of the allied army's vanguard.

Before the blade arrived, a viscous Gravity Field like a swamp had already descended over him. The air seemed to solidify, making Yang Guisan feel his movements slow and leaving him almost unable to dodge.

Yang Guisan's pupils constricted slightly.

At that critical moment, the Soul Power inside him boiled madly, and he growled, "Sixth Soul Skill · Break!"

A ring of deep Black Flame, seemingly capable of devouring light, suddenly rose around his body. At the same time, the spear-sword in his hand erupted with dazzling Blood-red Light Spots, and he thrust it out fiercely toward the enormous Mo Dao bearing down on him.

Boom!

A dull, drumlike explosion burst out, as black-red interwoven energy collided violently with that heavy rust-colored saber radiance.

A shock wave visible to the naked eye spread outward, shaking the surrounding ground until it cracked and shattered.

Both men were pushed back several steps by the tremendous recoil, carving deep furrows beneath their feet.

As the dust and smoke thinned slightly, a figure appeared clearly before Yang Guisan.

The newcomer wore a set of gray-black fitted clothes. His build was not especially burly, but he stood exceptionally straight, like rock tempered and polished by wind and frost.

His face was cold and stern, its lines hard as if carved by blades and axes. A hideous old scar slashed diagonally across his left cheek and extended to his jaw, adding a few more degrees of ferocity.

Most striking were his eyes—deep, sharp, and steady as iron, carrying the indifference of one long tempered on battlefields, one who had seen through life and death.

Thick calluses covered the web between his thumb and forefinger. He gripped that huge rusted Mo Dao steadily, his entire person exuding a weighty, rocklike solidity and an iron-blooded aura.

Yang Guisan's gaze swept over the highly recognizable martial soul in the other man's hand. His eyes focused, and he said in a low voice, "Tang Hengyu?"

With Tang Hengyu's appearance, hundreds of people similarly dressed in gray-black fitted clothes silently surged out like a tide from the shadows of the tunnel behind him.

Their movements were swift and precise, without the slightest unnecessary flourish. Every gaze was terrifyingly calm, like quenched steel blades.

A silent yet intense iron-blooded killing aura instantly filled the entire battlefield—the Rust Brothers Company had arrived!

The instant these former Tough Soldiers appeared, they launched a Counter-charge in strict squad formations.

Their attacks came without warning, and their coordination was excellent. They specifically targeted the gaps that had appeared in the allied army's formation because of the arrival of the Bone Excavation Group's Soul Saints and Tang Hengyu.

Led by three Soul Saint Level big bosses, Military Standard Sabers, Spears, Swords, and Halberds flashed with ice-cold light, raising sheets of dazzling blood spray, calm yet frenzied.

For a time, the allied army's flank—especially the Brocade-Clad Guards elites on the far left—immediately suffered a devastating blow.

Screams rose one after another, limbs flying everywhere. The scene was extremely tragic.

Wherever the Rust Battle Formation passed, it instantly tore open a Bloody Gap. The Chen Family allied army was forced to contract its formation, paying no small price in casualties.

Clearly, under the immense pressure of the Chen Clan Allied Forces storming into the three tunnels, the Bone Excavation Group had already sent out a Reinforcement Signal.

As factions in the same district of the Underground World, the Rust Brothers Company and the Bone Excavation Group were certainly riddled with conflicts and constant friction.

Yet Tang Hengyu understood better than anyone that when the lips were gone, the teeth would grow cold.

If the barrier that was the Bone Excavation Group was completely trampled flat by the Allied Forces, his Rust Brothers Company would be left standing alone, and its end would only be worse.

Having to live at another's mercy would be the mildest outcome. More likely, after the Bone Excavation Group was wiped out, they would become the next target on the Allied Forces' list.

The current clash between the surface and the underground was still only the prelude to a large-scale war.

Aside from official powers, the only force capable of gathering large numbers of people and entering the fray this early was probably the Chen Clan Allied Forces before him. (He still did not know that Huading District and Huguang District were being attacked at the same time.)

Tang Hengyu knew full well that once this Allied Force succeeded in destroying the Bone Excavation Group, it would be like opening Pandora's Box in the Surface World.

The other surface factions that had long since smelled blood and were watching from the shadows would inevitably swarm in like Wolves scenting carrion, pouring into the Underground World to fight over territory and profits.

At that point, the underground would never know peace again, and there would no longer be any foothold left for "Ground Rats" like them.

So this step had to be taken, whether he wanted to or not.