"Er Niu, you brat, you're spacing out again! Stay sharp, or if the insect soldiers carry you off, we won't be able to save you!"
On the Cloud Province Continent, at Mastiff-Mouth Ridge on Divine Mist Mountain, several Outer-Courtyard Disciples stood atop a hastily built fortified pass. Gang gales wreathed their blades as they hacked hard at the necks of the alien insect warriors climbing the walls. Dark green blood sprayed, and the warriors toppled backward one after another, finally allowing those atop the fortifications a quiet sigh of relief.
Yet in the blink of an eye, another great swarm of alien insect warriors surged forward. The Outer-Courtyard Disciples could only curse under their breath and swing their already aching arms again, slashing their war sabers into the enemy.
The battle had dragged on for a long time. From the moment it began, there had not been a single pause.
Materialized Heaven possessed forces far greater than those of Cloud Province. Although over ninety-nine percent of its units were low-tier fodder, they could still cause low-rank cultivators considerable trouble. Powerful individuals were also randomly mixed among them from time to time, preventing the Immortal Alliance from letting down its guard. It had to keep Foundation Establishment cultivators, and even Core Formation Cultivators, stationed throughout the region.
As a result, while a few areas might have supreme experts fighting ten thousand enemies alone and cutting them down like grass, far more places were stretched so thin that covering one end left the other exposed.
The Cloudthunder Sect had sent disciples of every rank into battle. West River Gate disciples who had sought refuge with it, rogue cultivators recruited from various underworld market districts, hastily enlisted children of the common folk, and even menial servants who swept the Outer Court had all