"Third Uncle, although they can't do anything to us, we can't kill them either, and we'll also consume energy."
Let's go! There's no point in continuing this fight.
Chen Hongjie was caught up in the excitement of controlling the warship when he received a reminder from Taichu in his ear.
He understood that what Taichu said made sense, so he could only sigh inwardly, turn the warship around, and rush into the distance.
"Damn it! Don't even think about running away."
Wang Xian'an naturally didn't want to let Chen Hongjie go; otherwise, with such a vast territory Chen Kingdom, he didn't know how long it would take to wipe out the Chen Kingdom's high-ranking officials.
However, the ' Saint Fighter ' warship was incredibly powerful in both speed and defense, and even though the three Sage used all their strength, they couldn't stop it at all.
" Chen Hongjie, I'm telling you!"
"If you dare to leave today, I will turn all one million Chen Kingdom soldiers below into living corpse puppets, subjecting their souls to endless torment, never to be reincarnated!!"
Enraged, Wang Xian'an resorted to such threats.
Chen Hongjie was already filled with guilt, and when he heard Wang Xian'an's vicious words, he could no longer hold back. He immediately turned around and fiercely attacked Wang Xian'an.
" Wang Xian'an, your Heavenly Puppet Sect has always considered itself a prestigious and righteous sect, and was once the number one talisman cultivation sect on the Pan Emperor Continent. Don't you feel ashamed of your actions now?"
Chen Hongjie's reprimand was like a thunderclap, booming in the air. Even with Wang Xian'an's thick skin, his cheeks couldn't help but turn red at this moment.
However, seeing that Chen Hongjie had actually fallen for the trap and stopped attacking him, he decided to go all the way and be ruthless to the end.
"You destroyed the mountain gate of my Heavenly Puppet Sect, so why would I care about this little bit of reputation?"
Today we'll fight a fair and square battle. No one should leave; let's fight to the death.
Relying on the fact that his side had greater fighting strength and could endure longer, Wang Xian'an pressed his advantage relentlessly, constantly verbally harassing Chen Hongjie in an attempt to wear them down.
Chen Hongjie was well aware that this was Wang Xian'an's scheme, but he felt guilty and couldn't bring himself to leave, so the battle between the two sides once again reached a stalemate.
"Your Majesty! You must leave quickly, don't worry about us."
The generals commanding the street fighting below had already received orders to evacuate, but without the protection of the city and skilled warriors, they would only die faster. Therefore, they are still guarding their posts and have not left.
They overheard Chen Hongjie and Wang Xian'an's conversation from afar and were very worried about Chen Hongjie's safety. They quickly used Chen Kingdom's special communication Rune Artifacts to broadcast on the public channel, urging Chen Hongjie to leave.
"Your Majesty, it is our honor to die for the Chen Kingdom!"
"I have no regrets about being born into the Chen Kingdom in this life. If there is an afterlife, I would still like to be a citizen of the Chen Kingdom."
On the public channel, the heroic words of the soldiers who stayed behind kept coming. Listening to these soldiers' words, Chen Hongjie was filled with indescribable emotion and sadness.
During his years in power, he spared no effort in cultivating talent in the Chen Kingdom. Although the millions of soldiers under his command started from humble beginnings, they were diligent, brave, and upright. Given more time to grow, they would surely produce several invincible armies.
But all of this was destroyed by the Heavenly Puppet Sect.
"It is my incompetence that has led you to this desperate situation!"
Chen Hongjie turned his head and stared intently at Wang Xian'an, his resentful gaze seeming to pierce him.
"I, Chen Hongjie, hereby swear! If you dare to insult the soldiers of my Chen Kingdom, I will slaughter every disciple of the Heavenly Puppet Sect Heavenly Puppet Sect fight them to the death!"
After saying this, Chen Hongjie finally stopped hesitating, steered the " Saint Fighter " warship to break free from its restraints, and left without looking back.
Thump thump... boom boom...!
Wang Xian'an gave chase desperately, but to no avail, and his face turned extremely ugly.
After a while, they returned to the city. The Supreme Elder Hong Qianyong looked at the Chen Kingdom soldiers stationed below and looked troubled.
"Sect Master, what do we do now?"
As the ruler of a country, Chen Hongjie did not make oaths lightly. Although the Heavenly Puppet Sect was an enemy of the Chen Kingdom, he still couldn't help but feel apprehensive if it came to a fight to the death.
After all, the Heavenly Puppet Sect possesses a low-level small world. Even if it loses its power in the Pan Emperor Continent, it won't be crippled. At worst, it can go into seclusion like the Sword-Questioning Sect.
However, having offended the powerful enemy Chen Kingdom, the future is unpredictable.
"What's there to be afraid of! We've already taken the capital of the Chen Kingdom, leaving only a bunch of defeated soldiers. What kind of threat can they pose?"
As he said this, Wang Xian'an felt a pang of guilt, but he wouldn't show it. The more important it was to maintain his composure, the more he needed to keep up appearances.
"Let's go down and deal with these soldiers first. As for the specifics of how to handle them, we can discuss it further when we return to the sect."
Upon hearing Wang Xian'an's order, both elders breathed a sigh of relief; at least Wang Xian'an hadn't lost his temper.
Whoosh...!
The three Sage acted separately, each opening their own domain. An invisible power began to spread, and all living beings that entered their domains had nowhere to hide.
However, even for Sage, the range of their domains is limited. The weakest among them has a domain radius of only two or three kilometers, while the strongest has a radius of only seven or eight kilometers.
Compared to the Chen Kingdom, which had a diameter of four or five hundred kilometers, it would take them an equally long time to clean it up.
If the city hadn't been completely surrounded by the Heavenly Puppet Sect's army, they could have killed at most a few hundred thousand Chen Kingdom warriors inside before they all fled.
In such a vast battlefield, individual strength is certainly important, but quantitative changes can lead to qualitative changes. If the disparity in numbers is too great, even Sage could be worn down and killed.
If it weren't for the three thousand heavenly soldiers sent by the Heavenly Court to help in this battle, the Heavenly Puppet Sect alone might not have been a match for the Chen Kingdom. Even if the three Sage went all out, they would have been worn down by the large number of the Chen Kingdom's warriors.
"A bunch of lowly ants, come out here!"
Wang Xian'an arrived beside a tall building, and with a mere wave of his hand, all the soldiers lying in ambush inside the building involuntarily flew out and were unable to move.
Most of them were cultivators at the Qi Nourishing Realm to the True Spirit Realm. With such cultivation, they had no chance of resisting in front of Saint Level cultivators and could only be slaughtered at their mercy.
"With your level of cultivation, creating corpse puppets would be a waste of spiritual materials. I'll just give you a quick death!"
Wang Xian'an gently clenched his fist, and dozens of the Chen Kingdom soldiers burst open like watermelons being squeezed.
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and hot blood stained the street red, but Wang Xian'an remained oblivious, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
After becoming Sage, their life form has undergone earth-shattering changes compared to ordinary humans. They are not even the same species in terms of genes. In their eyes, these weak cultivators are as insignificant as ants.
How many people would be emotionally affected by casually crushing an ant?
Even though they had trampled quite a few ants this time, their thousands of years of cultivation had left their hearts as calm as still water.