Ever since learning about the foreign race's hidden elite soldiers, Ye Liuyun's camp fell eerily silent.
Although Ye Liuyun remained inactive on the surface, he was far from idle.
He first streamlined the devil cultivator army, selecting the strongest fifty thousand soldiers and training them rigorously every day.
For this purpose, he had Qin Peng prepare a secret realm for training, ensuring that the exercises were conducted there to avoid detection by the foreign races.
anwhile, Emperor Xia was busy scouring the entire Central Continent to root out spies, dealing with them one by one.
In the tent of the foreign race army, Tuo Muhai sat in silence, contemplating his next move.
Di Mu didn't bring back the warships. Instead, he let go of the elaborate spy network he had painstakingly built over the years.
Initially, in his anger, he had considered sending the foreign race's elite soldiers to retaliate against the Great Hsia Dynasty.
However, Ye Liuyun's presence made him fear significant losses for that elite force.
Moreover, Ye Liuyun had been behaving strangely lately, and he couldn't fathom what Ye Liuyun was up to.
If he exposed his trump card too early, it might shift the initiative of the war into human hands.
"Perhaps Emperor Xia sent Ye Liuyun to make reveal my hand first!" Tuo Muhai thought to himself.
In the end, he decided to play a patient ga. To rely on the advantage of numbers to suppress the Great Hsia Dynasty.
Currently, their equipnt supplies were cut off. They no longer had spies providing them with resource replenishnts. Tuo Muhai needed to organize devil cultivators to manufacture equipnt.
Though he didn't trust humans, he had no other choice.
The foreign race's numbers were limited, and they weren't familiar with human materials and equipnt manufacturing.
Thus, the frontline of the war turned into a tug-of-war.
Both sides occasionally launched sieges, but the overall battle line remained stagnant, maintaining a delicate balance.
Both sides worked in the shadows, developing their strengths and compensating for their weaknesses.
anwhile, Ye Liuyun continued his daily battles, honing his skills alongside his soldiers within the secret realm.
He personally joined the fray, challenging opponents at the fifth level of the Life and Death Realm without relying on external aid.
The elite soldiers trained by Qin Peng engaged in daily combat exercises.
Resources such as the Pressure Formation Template and spiritual stones were readily utilized by these elite troops.
Periodically, they ventured out for real battles against the foreign races, evaluating the effectiveness of their training.
Each encounter demanded total annihilation of the enemy, preventing any information leakage.
During this ti, Ye Liuyun perfected his Life and Death Domain.
In many instances, simply unleashing his Life and Death Domain left martial practitioners at the fourth level of the Sacred Terra realm without hope of victory.
Within his domain, three guardian patronus marks existed. Facing an opponent was akin to fighting three against one, with each entity utilizing different attack thods, rendering the foe defenseless.
However, when it ca to battling devil cultivators at the fifth level of the Sacred Terra realm, he found it incredibly challenging without employing the power of Buddha's halo.
The gaps between levels in the Sacred Terra realm were imnse. Even though Ye Liuyun's advance energy was exceptionally strong, engaging in combat across a three-level gap was hard.
As both Ye Liuyun and Qin Peng's training ca to an end, Qin Peng proposed a final test of strength between these two squads.
"A real battle?" Ye Liuyun inquired.
"Indeed, a real battle. Otherwise, it wouldn't serve any purpose." Qin Peng decisively replied.
"But in a real battle, casualties could be significant. Wouldn't that an our efforts in training them would be in vain?" Ye Liuyun hesitated.
"Dying now is better than dying on the actual battlefield. What we need are the best among the best. How else can we face the elite forces of the foreign race? If we send them without proper evaluation, it would be sending them to their deaths!" Qin Peng remained calm and objective.
"So, how should we proceed?" Ye Liuyun finally made up his mind.
"Throw them into the secret realm and let them fight it out. We'll observe without intervening in their commands. When half of the total number is gone, we'll call it quits." Qin Peng suggested to him.
"But what if soone intentionally hides and doesn't participate in the battle?" Ye Liuyun countered.
"Those cowards will be eliminated imdiately once discovered," Qin Peng asserted firmly.
"Very well," Ye Liuyun agreed, steeling his resolve.
Soon, both elite squads received the notice. The showdown was scheduled for three days later.
Upon hearing the news, they were both nervous and excited.
They were nervous because the opponents were evenly matched, and the ones who might fall could very well be themselves.
They were excited because facing such formidable opponents was a rare opportunity.
Although they had engaged in real battles with the foreign race armies before, those ordinary Corpse Demons in the army were no match for them. So, those skirmishes always felt unsatisfying.
On both sides, the leaders were busy devising strategies.
Qin Peng's elite squad had the advantage of feral beast companions but suffered from relatively low numbers. There were less than thirty thousand soldiers.
On the side of the devil cultivator team, although they had a larger number of soldiers and complete equipnt, recently, thanks to the slaves provided by the Weapon-refining Alliance, they had gained an additional twenty thousand soldiers and equipped them with new shields.
Even Ye Liuyun and Qin Peng were uncertain about which side would erge victorious in the end.
The outco would be determined by the ratio of survivors at the end of the battle. In other words, whichever team had a lower proportion of casualties would be declared the winner.
The winning team would receive double the resources in the future, while the losing team would have their resources halved.
For martial practitioners, resources for cultivation were invaluable; without them, their progress would lag behind others.
In the past few days, an oppressive atmosphere had settled over the entire camp.
Even the ordinary soldiers sensed that sothing significant was about to happen.
However, these two squads managed to keep all information under wraps. No one knew why the tension was so high.
Three days later, Ye Liuyun and Qin Peng, accompanied by the two squads, entered the secret realm. Each person was given a token, which they wore around their necks.
"After killing your opponent, crush their token." Commanded Qin Peng.
Once a token was shattered, it would be recorded on their side, allowing them to track the casualties.
"I will sound my bell as the signal. When the bell rings, the battle begins. When it rings again, the battle ends. After hearing the bell signaling the end, no one is allowed to attack further!" Ye Liuyun issued the order and then let the leaders of both sides lead their teams away.
The two teams, one heading east and the other west, followed their predetermined routes, diverging from each other.
Ye Liuyun's Divine Sense had been tracking them all along. Once they were far enough apart, he imdiately struck the Death Bell.
The somber toll of the Death Bell reverberated throughout the entire secret realm, causing both teams to feel a pang of anxiety.
Even though the sound ca from a distance and it didn't target anyone specifically, it still had a certain impact on them.
Instantly, every soldier beca tense.
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