"Kill! Kill!"
"Fellow Daoist, watch your attacks. Don't accidentally wound our own people."
"Damn it, who do you think I am? Deathfate Poison Venerable! I always know my limits—how could I possibly hurt our own?"
"Fuck you, I was just poisoned by you."
"Haha, mistake, mistake. A pure accident. Cut me some slack."
Ahead, countless Human Race troops were clashing with the heavenly soldiers.
The heavenly soldiers stood in neat, orderly formations, forming battle arrays and coordinating with one another flawlessly.
The Human Race army, on the other hand, was completely different. Countless Human Race troops were scattered in disarray, each fighting on their own.
Yet every one of those Human Race soldiers had a trump card up their sleeve, their methods appearing and vanishing like ghosts, impossible to guard against.
Even with their battle arrays, the heavenly soldiers were no match for the Human Race army.
At this point, the war against the Heavenly Court was already nearing its end. Over several hundred years, the Human Race had seized more than half of the Star River Cosmos. Only the Heavenly Court had managed to resist until now.
At this rate, before long, the entire Heavenly Court would be completely taken. From then on, the Human Race would stand at the pinnacle of the Star River Cosmos, looking down upon all other races.
"Fellow Daoist, I'll go on ahead."
After saying that, Chen Changsheng, who stood beside Ye Lin, impatiently drew the two longswords from his back and joined the battlefield.
Ye Lin merely watched the battle in silence.
There were still four hundred years left before the trial ended. The less time remained, the more cautious he had to be.
Six hundred years had already passed. He could not afford to capsize in a gutter now.
"What is that?"