A Complete Disadvantage

As Li Qi's trump card, Shen Shuibi was truly at a loss at this moment.

At this moment, she only has Yang Spirit and no physical body, so her strength has been reduced. In her prime, she would indeed be stronger than her opponent, but now she can only hold her own against him.

Neither can do anything about the other.

They could only pin their hopes on the outside world. Shen Shuibi and the Mohist cultivator in front of them were almost identical in strength, just like the fourth-grade Moloyan and the true dragon Ao Guangxiao back then. It was impossible to determine a winner within Chen.

Unless someone interferes from the outside and disrupts the balance, but now in this outer void, all the forces that can act have their own battlefields, and no one can interfere with the outside world.

Since there's nothing we can do, we might as well patiently wait for the outcome.

Shen Shuibi then simply stopped, no longer even probing, and sat cross-legged to begin breathing exercises.

"Oh? You look down on me that much?" The Mohist cultivator was surprised.

However, he suddenly realized that even so, he could not find any flaws in Shen Shuibi's defenses. Although she was indeed breathing in and out, she also maintained the ability to react at any time through some method.

This made the Mohist cultivator shake his head slightly.

That's really impressive; I could never do that.

However, his cultivation level wouldn't be exhausted even after fighting for a year or two. Since the opponent was starting to recover, he should create more things as a backup.

Thinking this, mechanical puppets unfolded around him, some monitoring Shen Shuibi from afar, while others began to deliver materials, allowing the Mohist cultivator to assemble the materials and form new mechanisms.

This is not very useful for combat; it's more of a way for him to relax, a kind of puzzle game. The items he makes are only around the seventh rank.

While doing this, he was more relaxed, and at the same time, he could spare some attention to Shen Shuibi so that he wouldn't be ambushed.

Despite being the strongest battlefield, it was eerily calm.

But on the other side—

Surprisingly, Gou Lou and the other person swapped lives.

General Zhou, along with the two Human Path lieutenants, surrounded and attacked him alone, bolstered by their Soldier's Qi...

A certain death situation.

But Gou Lou actually managed to hold them off for a full quarter of an hour and even tried to trade lives with one of them. Although he failed, he severely injured the other party.

The ferocity of the battle was almost indescribable.

Of course, this tragedy was limited to Goulu; the Human Path only suffered injuries.

Gou Lou's body was so badly disfigured that words could not describe what it looked like.

All I can say is... he might feel better if he were to be reduced to ashes.

He could no longer throw even a single punch.

What still shines today is only his Martial Way Divine Intent.

Yes, he is not dead. His Martial Way Divine Intent still shines brightly, even more so than before. Within it, one can see countless phenomena, witnessing the progress of a civilization: their birth, their ignorance, their advancement, their pioneering spirit, and—

To perish.

This is the martial artist, the martial artist who never stops striving, the martial artist Dao heart is more steadfast than anything else.

General Zhou reached out and extinguished these Martial Way Divine Intent, but instead of smashing them, he said, "You are a real person. Fighting you... is a tragedy."

After saying that, he tossed the hook aside.

He's already injured to this extent, and his Martial Way Divine Intent will has been crushed. There's no hope for him. Unless a third-rank expert descends from the heavens, he won't survive. Let him breathe his last in the outer void.

In that case... at least he can enter the cycle of reincarnation instead of being Blood Sacrifice. This can be considered General Zhou's respect for a person.

Although they are enemies.

The enemy must die, but there's no need to humiliate him; let him enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Moreover... General Zhou actually knew something else.

The enemy before me possessed a dazzling Martial Way Divine Intent, but in reality, his Martial Way Divine Intent had long since died.

He just can't get over it.

After the world was destroyed, everything he did was nothing more than to build a beautiful but empty tomb for his dead world.

That dazzling, unyielding Martial Way Divine Intent is the tombstone of the Goulu civilization; all its efforts have been in vain.

Thinking about all this, General Zhou casually tossed aside the enemy's remains and let them drift into the outer void. Then he said, "We'll split into two groups. I'll deal with Shen Shuibi, and you two will go and wipe out the remaining enemy troops."

"Alright." The other two lieutenants suppressed their injuries and immediately said so, then each led a force and charged toward the remaining resistance Unreturning Disciples.

As for General Zhou, who was a general, he quickly arrived at Shen Shuibi's side.

At this moment, four and a half quarters of an hour had passed.

There are still three and a half hours left before the array's one- Chen charging time.

Shen Shuibi got up from her Qi regulation.

Sensing that she had gotten up, the Mohist cultivator also put down the mechanical parts he was holding.

Without a word, in the next instant, their divine forms rose up, and they immediately unleashed a desperate attack!

Both of them knew it was time to fight to the death!

General Zhou has arrived, and the balance has been broken, but... in a direction that is not good for Shen Shuibi.

As Shen Shuibi fought against the Dharma form of that Mohist cultivator, at the same time, she saw a long halberd flying in from the horizon.

Wherever the halberd went, an aura of dominance spread, like a mighty overlord wielding his halberd and attacking!

His strength is unparalleled, his momentum is invincible, and his character is unmatched!

Domineering, domineering, domineering—it's pure domineering, as if it wants to crush everything with brute force!

A book says, "He who uses force to manipulate others is a tyrant."

That's exactly right now!

There were no fancy Technique Method or Divine Ability, nor the ability to devour other energies like Martial Dao Inner Qi; only brute force smashed down from nowhere!

With a single strike, a huge crack appeared in Shen Shuibi's Dharma Form!

But this was just a test.

After confirming that Shen Shuibi was indeed weak, General Zhou did not hesitate any longer. He unleashed his full power, and a Dharma image rose behind him!

His Dharma form is himself.

That was a combination of Military School and martial arts. He integrated the conquest spirit of martial arts into his cultivation of Human Path Military School, using martial arts to protect people and people to practice martial arts, forming a whole, which became his Dao Path.

He is the spearhead of Human Path, the blade of Human Path!

Existing for the conquest of Human Path, existing to reach the end of the Dao Path!

The halberd pressed down again, and the light distorted accordingly. Its imposing aura made it seem as if even ten fifth-grade worlds would be shattered by a single slash!

When brave men rise up, a heroic spirit arises.

Heroes' ambitions are aroused by the sound of war drums.

He wielded his long halberd, shaking the heavens and earth.

Bloodstains, victory after victory!

Shen Shuibi was sent flying again, completely unable to withstand the attack head-on, as the Mohist cultivator's attack had already arrived. A giant city enveloped the surrounding area, with countless Law Treasure gathering power on it, projecting light points like stars and rain. A series of explosions turned the surrounding area of tens of millions of miles into a sea of shockwaves and flames.

Faced with two opponents, her schemes were no longer meaningful.

At this moment, the competition is no longer about strategy or computing power.

Because it's unnecessary.

Shen Shuibi's thoughts were no longer about how to win, but about how to survive and how to last longer.

So how do we persevere?

Have no idea.

It's all about willpower, isn't it?

The rabbit didn't think too much about it; it simply continued to defend and prepare for the enemy.

What else can we do since things have already come to this?

Three and a half minutes...

Shen Shuibi cast aside all distracting thoughts and focused all her attention on the enemy before her.

The Technique Method and Divine Ability were unleashed.

Majestic and swaying, billowing and ethereal, rising from the azure sky.

The battle resumed, Shen Shuibi found herself at a complete disadvantage.

But at this moment, Shen Shuibi was not the only one who was at a disadvantage. On the other side of the battlefield, the Unreturning Disciples were also completely caught in the crossfire of internal and external attacks.

Previously, Gou Lou and Cha Xike, two fifth-rank officials, led an Unreturning Disciples to beat up Human Path.

But at this moment, the situation has reversed. Two fifth-rank generals of Human Path are leading the Human Path in a group attack on the Unreturning Disciples.

They already had only a little over a million people. Faced with a human army of nearly Human Path, plus two fifth-rank soldiers, they could only hold on with difficulty, and they wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

One million people were lost, a devastating loss, with 30,000 to 40,000 dying almost every minute.

Moreover, as the intensity of death increases, the resistance and Soldier's Qi decrease accordingly.

In other words, they will die faster and faster.

At this rate, at most a quarter of an hour, a million people would die here.

But they must hold on for at least three and a half quarters of an hour.

Is it possible?

The answer is... no.

There are no miracles in this world; all miracles are actually prepared in advance.

In times of crisis, no one will suddenly become extraordinary, and no new power will appear out of thin air.

If you can win, you can win.

If you can't beat them, you can't beat them.

The Unreturning Disciples began to scatter; faced with absolute death, their hearts were broken.

The army's formation was scattered and their Soldier's Qi collapsed. They did not flee, but their resistance was significantly weaker.

They did not surrender; if they had wanted to surrender, they wouldn't have come here.

The Unreturning Disciples still chose to fight to the death.

However, such a desperate battle... is not really 'death'.

It's less of a fight to the death and more of a casual resistance followed by Human Path death.

They were exhausted.

In just half Chen, the spirits and wills of the Unreturning Disciples had been pushed to their limits.

Having witnessed countless sacrifices, I've become numb to the act of sacrifice itself.

Having personally experienced brutal battles, I've become completely accustomed to cruelty.

They are still resisting, but faced with their inevitable fate, the Unreturning Disciples do not possess the will of Human Path.

If we can act Human Path, never giving up even in the face of the final desperate situation, and fighting with all our might, then holding out for a quarter of an hour is definitely not a problem. After all, there are more than a million people, and they have formed an army formation. It will take some time to kill them all.

Just like two quarters of an hour ago, when Goulou and Cha Xike besieged the tens of thousands of people at the Humanitarian Human Path.

More than a million Unreturning Disciples came to besiege tens of thousands of people. Human Path these tens of thousands of people held on by sheer willpower and miraculously persisted for a quarter of an hour before reinforcements arrived.

This is Human Path; this is the true will of man.

However, the Unreturning Disciples couldn't do it; they no longer had the Heart Qi.

What is now called a desperate resistance can even be described as a deliberate attempt to die.

What's so difficult about dying?

The hard part is sticking to it.

They couldn't hold on any longer, so they chose to die.

The rate of destruction of the entire army formation suddenly increased.

They're dying faster and faster.

That was no longer a suicidal battle; it was mass self-destruction, with no regard for whether it could cause effective killing.

You have to understand that even self-destruction requires precise planning. It should force the opponent to have nowhere to retreat and be unable to avoid self-destruction. Otherwise, given the vastness of the outer void, you can just explode and easily dodge it anyway.

Just like when Shen Shuibi seized the opportunity and used her murderous Qi and Blood to force a general to unleash a Sha Qi strike, leaving him no way to escape, only by throwing out his golden core and self-destructing could the attack take effect.

A simple burst of energy was easily dodged with a quick movement.

Now, the Unreturning Disciples have a simple, explosive feeling.

However, unexpectedly, it still resulted in some casualties.

Because... too many people have exposed themselves.

It had reached the point of 'carpet bombing', with a large number of people self-destructing at different times and locations. This had a chain reaction, with the Human Path vanguard being hit in the face by the aftershocks of the self-destruction. When they tried to retreat, they found that others behind them had also self-destructed.

This unexpected outcome resulted in heavy casualties for Human Path frontline, with approximately 200,000 people spontaneously detonating, including more than 10,000 casualties.

To be honest, a ratio of one to twenty is the most astonishing attrition rate the Unreturning Disciples have ever achieved in the entire battle.

It wasn't this high before; it could only be maintained by gradually grinding down high-quality materials.

Human Path were few in number, just tens of thousands of remnants. With ten thousand lost, their attacks slowed down.

It wasn't that they were afraid, but rather that they believed they shouldn't be so reckless, otherwise they would easily suffer great losses, and they should approach gradually.

Anyway, victory is in sight, it wouldn't be good if more people died.

It doesn't matter if it takes a little longer. As long as there are fifth-rank officials, it won't take long to dismantle the detector. If a general takes action, it will only take a few minutes.

The remaining Unreturning Disciples were also somewhat roused by this bizarre casualty ratio.

Perhaps... this tactic can buy us a little more time?

However, it can't really be delayed much.

Because a fifth-rank official has made a move.

The Human Path soldiers retreated, merely gathering their Soldier's Qi and practicing martial arts in place, no longer engaging in combat. Instead, they concentrated their power into their Soldier's Qi, transforming it into Soldier's Qi intent, which they then integrated into their own fifth-rank bodies.

Then, the two fifth-rank officials personally charged into battle.

With the protection of Soldier's Qi, one is not afraid of the suppression of the opponent's Soldier's Qi. In this way, although the slaughter efficiency of a fifth-rank soldier entering the area is lower than that of tens of thousands of people acting together, it is safer.

In this way, efficiency returned to its original state, with the two fifth-rank officials rushing into the Unreturning Disciples and carrying out a large-scale massacre.

After eliminating everyone, there will still be two and a half hours left, more than enough time.

The fifth-rank officials began their massacre.

On the other side, Shen Shuibi was struggling to hold on. Her injuries were starting to appear in large numbers. It was normal for a battle between fifth-rank cultivators to last for ten days or half a month, but at this moment she could not even hold on for two quarters of an hour.

Although the Mohist cultivator and General Zhou were slightly inferior to Shen Shuibi in her prime, the two of them working together had no problem dealing with Shen Shuibi at this moment.

The outcome is already decided; there is no chance of victory.