Yet this was merely a false impression created for the enemy, a feint to the east while striking in the west. Rao Jinchuan and Rao Jinyuan moved simultaneously, using Spatial Shift to reach the rear mountain, ready to slay the Gray-Robed Qian Slave stationed there in one thunderous stroke!
The firing of the Soul Crystal Cannons would be their signal.
Meanwhile, Qian Yuquan had divided his three hundred thousand Kunling Sect disciples into three forces to attack the Jialan Sect. With the Black-Robed and White-Robed Qian Slaves personally accompanying him, he led one hundred thousand Kunling Sect disciples in an assault on the main battlefield. At the other two positions, the Gray-Robed and Brown-Robed Qian Slaves each led one hundred thousand disciples in attacks from either flank, sealing off every direction in an attempt to catch the entire Jialan Sect in one net.
Rao Jinchuan and Rao Jinyuan concealed their auras, assumed the appearances of young men, and arrived where the hundred thousand defending disciples stood on the rear mountain. Suddenly, thunderous booms erupted on the main battlefield as ten thousand cannons roared together. This was the signal from Rao Lin, who was operating the sect's great formation and leading the others in holding Qian Yuquan down from the front.
"Go!"
"Kill!"
The instant the cannons sounded, the rear mountain's defensive formation opened wide. One hundred thousand Jialan Sect disciples roared and shouted, brandishing their weapons as they surged like a tide toward the Kunling Sect's flank encampment.
The attack came without warning. By the time the Kunling Sect disciples reacted, the hundred thousand Jialan Sect disciples were already bearing down on them like a torrent of steel. Battle cries shook the heavens, and Kunling Sect disciples fell one after another in the fighting.
Back when the Jialan Sect was