Chapter 523: Mid-Battle Rest
For three consecutive days, Zhang Chunfeng had been employing the sa strategy, steadily decimating nearly half of the Demon Clan's massive army.
However, the Demon Clan had no effective counterasures, rely watching as they surged forward each ti, only to see Zhang Chunfeng and his comrades effortlessly vanquish them. They left behind tens of thousands of Demonic Beast corpses for them to clean up.
The remarkable achievents of these past few days filled the hearts of the group with renewed determination. As long as they could maintain this level of performance for another two or three days, they would be able to completely annihilate this group of Demonic Beasts.
On this particular day, they once again ford their battle formation and challenged the Demon Clan using the sa tactics.
As they cut through the sea of beasts once more, the familiar sensation returned—slaughtering low-tier Demonic Beasts was as easy as cutting through butter.
However, Zhang Chunfeng quickly sensed that sothing was amiss. Today, the Demonic Beasts' reaction tis were significantly faster. The Demonic Beast army swiftly shifted into a fan-shaped formation and closed in from both sides and the rear.
Even though the Demon Clan had dwindled to just a few hundred thousand mbers, it was still a massive number compared to their group of over a thousand.
Zhang Chunfeng hastily ordered a retreat, but they were still slightly too slow. The number of Demonic Beasts surrounding them grew rapidly, completely encircling them.
Countless low-tier Demonic Beasts surged towards them like a tidal wave, only to be cut down, their blood and flesh flowing out before the next wave approached.
A black-robed cultivator cautiously concealed himself within the Beast Tide. He suppressed his presence and moved forward step by step, displaying exceptional caution.
They were the most dangerous players in this battle, a threat to both the Demonic Beasts and themselves.
As the black-robed cultivator quietly approached a three-tier Demonic Beast, their distance was less than five feet. He drew a small knife, preparing to strike.
At that mont, the previously oblivious Demonic Beast, as if receiving a signal, suddenly turned to face the black-robed cultivator.
Simultaneously, it roared and unleashed a burst of flas toward the black-robed cultivator.
Realizing he had been discovered, the black-robed cultivator imdiately turned to flee, following their principle of retreating imdiately if a strike failed.
However, he was surrounded by Demonic Beasts, especially a three-tier Demonic Beast that obstructed his escape. Every attempt to hide his presence and escape was thwarted by a mysterious force of Divine Sense.
Countless Demonic Beasts with ferocious tusks closed in on him.
In despair, the black-robed cultivator retrieved two crimson-red beads from his storage bag and squeezed them tightly. He stared coldly at the approaching Demonic Beasts.
Monts later, a powerful golden fla erupted from the Demonic Beast horde. The Golden Crow Fire, upon contact, incinerated everything, leaving the area devoid of Demonic Beasts.
Wang Hong, among the Golden Core Cultivators, had been monitoring the Demonic Beast horde with his Divine Sense and had witnessed this scene.
He could only sigh in acknowledgnt—war always claid lives, even in victory. So would not live to savor the glory of triumph.
In this short period, two black-robed cultivators had been surrounded and killed by the Demon Clan.
Wang Hong had detected the Demon Clan's abnormality and quickly transmitted a ssage to all black-robed cultivators within the range of his Divine Sense, ordering them to abandon their stealthy assault mission and return imdiately. ??????????????
The opponent, the Purple Fla Scorpion King, had finally made an appearance!
Wang Hong's Divine Sense encompassed the entire battlefield, and the Purple Fla Scorpion King's Divine Sense covered it as well. This made it easy for the Purple Fla Scorpion King to detect the hidden black-robed cultivators and command the Demonic Beasts with Divine Sense ssage transmission, resulting in more coordinated and agile actions among the Demonic Beasts.
At this mont, Wang Hong transmitted a ssage to Zhang Chunfeng: "Have everyone conserve their energy, replenish expended Spiritual Power promptly, and prepare for a major battle."
After Zhang Chunfeng relayed the order, the group's combat rhythm changed. They were no longer in a hurry to slay Demonic Beasts and shifted from an aggressive to a conservative tactical approach, allowing them to sustain the battle for a longer duration.
So cultivators took advantage of the brief respite in the battle to consu Spirit Wine and restore their Spiritual Power, while others used healing pills.
Most of the black-robed cultivators had already retreated to the Human Clan's camp. Those who hadn't would never return.
The battle between the two sides continued. Countless low-tier Demonic Beasts continued to surge towards them, only to be shattered into pieces by a myriad of blades and swords.
The ground was already covered with a layer of Demonic Beast corpses, and the spilled blood had ford pools on the ground.
Foundation Building Cultivators were engaged in ground combat, and with every step they took, blood would splatter.
Now, they all resembled red-blooded figures, with blood splattered on their bodies, trickling down along their armor.
Although their armor had a cleaning formation that could instantly make it spotless with the infusion of Spiritual Power, at this critical mont, no one was willing to waste Spiritual Power on such trivial matters.
Countless low-tier Demonic Beasts continued to rush forward to et their doom, and the total number of Demonic Beasts was gradually decreasing.
Simultaneously, the physical strength and Divine Sense of Human Clan Cultivators were slowly depleting.
After more than a dozen hours of continuous battle, from day to night, and then from night to day, even though their Spiritual Power could recover, the fatigue was growing increasingly overwhelming.
Gradually, their movents beca chanical and numb, losing their previous precision.
The total number of Demonic Beasts had now dwindled to just over three hundred thousand, with the high-tier Demonic Beasts still observing coldly, showing no intention of joining the battle.
At this point, both sides were exhausted, and the outco of a battle under these circumstances was highly unpredictable.
Wang Hong had been searching for the Purple Fla Scorpion King's whereabouts and had not yet revealed his Nascent Soul cultivation level.
Finally, in his Divine Sense, he discovered the trace of the Purple Fla Scorpion King.
Previous intelligence had described the Purple Fla Scorpion King as temperantal, but it seed that the information was not entirely accurate. Its behavior, hiding in the shadows and manipulating Demonic Beasts to their deaths, did not align with a fiery temperant.
After locking onto the Purple Fla Scorpion King's location, Wang Hong waved his sleeves, releasing all of his Poisonous Bees. A dense swarm, like dark clouds, sward toward the surrounding Demonic Beasts.
Simultaneously, he transmitted a ssage to Zhang Chunfeng: "I'll have the Poisonous Bees entangle the Demonic Beasts. Let everyone take a fifteen-minute break, and after that, follow my command to charge!"
During this period, he had been cultivating Poisonous Bees in the Spatial realm, allowing their numbers to reach over a hundred thousand in a short ti.
Now, he released them all, although it might not be enough to deal with the remaining thirty thousand Demonic Beasts. Nevertheless, he was doing his best to buy everyone a fifteen-minute break, which should be sufficient.
Once released, these Poisonous Bees engaged in combat with the incoming low-tier Demonic Beasts. Under Wang Hong's command, they fought fearlessly.
The Poisonous Bees attacked by tearing into the Demonic Beasts with their sharp teeth, swallowing the flesh and blood they bit off. They used their venomous stingers to inject poison into the Demonic Beasts' bodies, paralyzing them completely.
Upon receiving Zhang Chunfeng's transmission, the more than a thousand Cultivators initially had so disbelief.
But now, seeing the incredible strength of the Poisonous Bees, which managed to keep thirty thousand Demonic Beasts at bay, providing them with a secure space, they finally relaxed and sat down in the midst of the blood and severed limbs.
In the midst of this respite from the battle, which was a rare opportunity, more than a thousand people, covered in blood, consud so food and Spirit Wine. Then, they all entered a ditative state in hopes of rapidly restoring their energy.
While everyone was taking their rest, Zhang Chunfeng remained in the air, maintaining vigilance.
"You should co down too. I'll keep watch," Wang Hong suggested when he noticed Zhang Chunfeng's hesitation.
Zhang Chunfeng finally descended to the ground and joined the others in their rest.
However, this situation was not what the Purple Fla Scorpion King wanted to see. Allowing humans to recover ant that the tens of thousands of Demonic Beasts that had perished before would have died in vain.
In a war, there was no room for a mid-battle break! Now was the ti for an all-out assault. The Purple Fla Scorpion King simultaneously issued orders to all the high-tier Demonic Beasts on the battlefield, instructing them to launch an imdiate full-scale attack.
With the addition of high-tier Demonic Beasts, the tide of battle quickly changed, and the Poisonous Bees soon found themselves overmatched.
As the Poisonous Bees gradually fell into a disadvantageous position in their battle against the Demonic Beasts, one by one, they perished.
Wang Hong extended his sleeves again, releasing over a hundred tier-two Poisonous Bees. These were the last of his stock, aside from the Bee Queen and a few male bees. He had been reluctant to use them earlier.
These tier-two Poisonous Bees directly targeted three-tier Demonic Beasts, and though they were outmatched, they could still provide so restraint.
Confronted with these tier-two Poisonous Bees, the newly joined three-tier Demonic Beasts also hesitated. Dealing with one or two was manageable, but handling dozens simultaneously was difficult.
For a while, even these three-tier Demonic Beasts didn't dare to be too audacious.
The addition of over a hundred tier-two Poisonous Bees temporarily stabilized the situation between the Poisonous Bees and the Demonic Beasts.
After nearly fifteen minutes, the Poisonous Bees once again fell into a disadvantageous position, but the total number of Demonic Beasts had decreased to just over two hundred thousand.
The fifteen-minute break had ended, and like springs, everyone soared back into action, assuming their previous battle formation.
At this mont, though they hadn't fully recovered, they looked just as brave and fierce as they did at the beginning of the battle.
Wang Hong paid no further attention to the Poisonous Bees' battle. Instead, he sent a ssage to Zhang Chunfeng: "Order everyone to charge eastward. Purple Fla Scorpion King is within the eastern group of Demonic Beasts."
"Everyone! Follow
and charge! Slay the Purple Fla Scorpion King!" Zhang Chunfeng shouted to the formation. He then led the group towards the Purple Fla Scorpion King.
The Purple Fla Scorpion King observed that its subordinate three-tier Demonic Beasts were still unable to break through the Poisonous Bees within a short ti. With its thousand years of experience, it had never encountered such formidable Poisonous Bees.
However, in its eyes, these tiny creatures were nothing to fear. Poisonous Bees could not penetrate its outer shell, and its poison was more potent than theirs.
When it saw the human Cultivators shouting slogans and charging toward it, it seed to find the situation rather amusing. It stopped in its tracks, standing still and silently watching these puny humans approaching.
It wanted to see what these humans would use to try to slay it, and why they dared to shout such arrogant slogans.
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