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Chapter 749: The Fierce Battle for the Mystic Realm
Chapter 749: The Fierce Battle for the Mystic Realm
"In other words, three hours from now, a hundred-hour defensive battle will commence. However, the first wave of attackers won't be too strong since the Annihilation Battle happened suddenly, and they might not have had time to mobilize enough forces!"
Wolf Fang Dao: "So we have some time, but not much."
Fang Che nodded calmly: "Everything will proceed according to the established plan; no changes will be made."
"Yes."
Two hours passed quietly.
On the other side, a massive wall of Mystic Ice suddenly vanished, revealing a large cave entrance shrouded in white mist, spacious enough for fifty to sixty people to charge in together.
A peculiar, invisible force lifted the Mystic Ice Coffins, carrying them outside.
No one's spiritual power was involved in this process.
It was all done through the power of spatial rules, causing the coffins to move out one by one.
From outside, angry voices could already be heard.
"The Mystic Realm of Bai Family's Seventh Squad has been occupied by the enemy's Annihilation Battle!"
"We must retake it!"
"Report immediately!"
"Dispatch reinforcements!"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
A muffled grunt echoed from afar, followed by a string of curses: "What's the Holy Emperor doing here? Send in two Holy Kings, and the rest must be Sages! Sages!"
Fang Che's heart stirred as he suddenly remembered the Mystic Realm's rules.
The initial rule stated that only two Holy Kings could enter, and while the highest rank allowed was the Ninth Rank Holy King, the other seven had to reach the Holy King rank within the realm before they could enter.
If they were to enter directly from the outside, the maximum capacity would be just two!
Not a single extra person could be accommodated!
With this in mind, Fang Che's chances of enduring the hundred-hour battle increased significantly.
Holding his sword, Fang Che stood to the side, his heart steady and his breath slow. The white mist before him was so thick that he couldn't see his fingers.
The massive ice coffins had already floated out, more than seventy of them.
From within the cave, heavy breathing could be heard.
A fierce battle was about to unfold, yet no one spoke. Each person felt their heart pounding fiercely, but no words were exchanged.
No one spoke of death or what might come after.
The silence was heavy.
The last ice coffin finally floated out, and the white mist thickened.
The Mystic Ice mist exploded outward, signaling the start of the battle.
Fang Che's spiritual energy swirled, rushing out at the first sign of the mist's movement. At the cave entrance, it formed a vortex that grew silently as more spiritual energy was infused, spinning faster and faster without a sound.
The power of the vortex intensified, transforming the entire entrance into a silent, towering tornado.
It spun faster and faster, reaching a speed that even Fang Che struggled to control.
A brief silence ensued.
Finally, a fierce voice roared from the other side: "Charge! For the old man!"
The ensuing battle cry was like the heavens collapsing and the earth shattering.
Dozens of figures, their bodies shimmering with the glow of blades and swords, suddenly charged in.
Countless hidden weapons flew and spun in advance.
Fang Che had already unleashed the power of his Ultimate Flying Blade Technique, forming a storm at the cave entrance. All the incoming hidden weapons were sucked into the vortex, their initial force dissipated by the spinning motion.
As the enemy rushed into the cave, Fang Che's arms trembled.
The power of his Ultimate Flying Blade Technique reversed, and a torrent of hidden weapons, far more powerful and swift than before, shot out towards the cave entrance.
Cries of agony filled the air as numerous people were struck by the hidden weapons and flung away.
The thirteen flying blades, imbued with the power of the vortex, spun out in the first wave. After a dozen cries of pain, the blades returned, spinning back into Fang Che's hands.
Two figures, hugging the ground, charged in.
Wolf Fang's face flashed with determination as he slashed down silently, his Wolf Eye simultaneously suppressing the enemy!
The four Holy Kings attacked together.
Two heads rolled and fell into the cave.
Then, forty to fifty people charged in, and the battle intensified.
Fang Che remained silent, hidden in the shadows, waiting for the enemy Holy Kings to make their move.
After withstanding the enemy's initial assault and inflicting casualties, Wolf Fang led his team to engage the enemy, slowly drawing them deeper into the cave.
The battle had to take place inside the cave!
If they fought outside, the enemy could continuously reinforce their numbers, replacing each fallen soldier with a new one.
But within the Mystic Realm, they had to follow its rules.
The maximum limit was one thousand people.
However, the enemy wasn't foolish. After advancing for a while, they stopped at the entrance after sending in seven to eight hundred soldiers, choosing to hold their position.
They could maintain a constant stream of reinforcements at the entrance, replacing each fallen soldier with a new one.
People continuously charged towards the white mist, but if they couldn't break through, it meant the defenders inside were still holding strong. If they succeeded, it indicated that casualties had occurred within.
Two figures appeared in a flash, one of them flying past.
With a loud boom, a Sixth Rank Sage expert from the Feng Family had his brain burst open, while the other was forced into the cave after exchanging blows with Wolf Fang.
This was Fang Che's plan.
By trapping these two Holy Kings inside, he prevented the others from entering.
"Fifth Tier!" Wolf Fang roared, turning to join the Holy King Battle Circle alongside Wolf Eye.
Fang Che's heart was filled with determination.
With two Fifth Tier Holy Kings entering, he could handle them, even if he couldn't kill them, he could at least hold them off.
He unsheathed his long blade, releasing only a quarter of his malevolent qi, and charged forward.
Then, together with Wolf Fang, they engaged the two Holy Kings in fierce combat.
Fang Che's battle plan was simple: stall for time!
Moreover, the fact that the first wave of Holy Kings who entered to test the waters were already at the Fifth Tier indicated that the subsequent Holy Kings would definitely be stronger than these two!
Therefore, during this first wave, the goal was to see how long they could hold out.
Stalling until the limit was a must!
The so-called limit was a strict rule: if the Mystic Realm was breached, the Holy Kings would lead a team to reclaim the lost territory. However, if they failed to achieve victory within an hour, they must either mutually annihilate the enemy or inflict injuries before dying in battle!
Time was of the essence!
Stalling for ten hours would be equivalent to the enemy successfully defending once. In that case, their fortune would naturally increase by one-tenth!
Even if they managed to reclaim that one-tenth, it would still be a loss!
Therefore, if they couldn't win, they must die immediately!
This was an extremely harsh and rigid rule.
The same rule applied to the Only Righteous Sect as well. These two Holy Kings, if they couldn't defeat the enemy within an hour, they must find a way to die in battle!
They couldn't afford to value their lives and hinder the Mystic Realm dispute.
On this battlefield where lives were exchanged, there was only victory and defeat, no room for reasoning!
The intense battle raged on.
With the assistance of Wolf Fang and Wolf Eye, Fang Che easily entangled the enemy, stalling for as much time as possible.
His divine sense enveloped the entire battlefield, and whenever a Feng Family disciple was in danger, he would swiftly intervene with his blade, sword, or flying knives.
The enemy continuously poured in, but new reinforcements kept arriving, maintaining a constant number of around eight hundred.
However, beneath the ground, dozens of corpses had already accumulated.
The Guardians were stalling for time, while the Only Righteous Sect disciples were sacrificing their lives, determined to prevent the enemy from successfully stalling.
Outside, urgent commands kept echoing.
"If you can't defeat them, exchange your life for injuries! Hurry!"
"If you can't even exchange your life for injuries, commit suicide immediately! Free up a spot!"
The cruelty of this battle surpassed any other battle outside.
Shouts and screams filled the air, as everyone fought with all their might.
In the blink of an eye, an hour passed, and despair flashed in the eyes of the two Fifth Tier Holy Kings. Suddenly, they roared, neither dodging nor retreating, using their chests and heads to charge towards Fang Che!
At the same time, they thrust their blades and swords fiercely.
Wolf Fang dodged to block the enemy's sword, but the enemy smashed his head against the blade, and with a 'puh' sound, his head split in two, brain matter splattering everywhere.
At the cave entrance, a Holy King roared, entering like a ghost, but Wolf Eye, who was prepared, blocked him with all his might: "A Holy King has entered from this side!"
Meanwhile, inside the cave, the other Holy King charged towards Fang Che's blade.
Seeking death!
But how could Fang Che let him die? He was a precious asset for stalling for time.
The flying knives gathered the power of the Boundless Dharma Sutra, and with a series of 'puh' sounds, he shattered the enemy's legs and pierced through both shoulders. Shadow Lord's blade flipped, smashing mercilessly into the enemy's thighs, lumbar spine, shoulders, and arms!
Crack! Crack!
The enemy's bones shattered under Fang Che's blows.
Then, Fang Che sliced off the enemy's jaw, kicking him into the corner.
Let him live as long as he could.
After all, as long as he was here, he occupied a Holy King spot.
...
Battle Zone.
Outside.
Yan Xifeng was tense.
Just then, someone from the Battle Zone Observation Department reported: "General Commander, the Mystic Realm is in flux, and the Fortune Gate has opened in the Wind Clan's family territory. According to the rules of the Fortune Gate, once it opens, it means that the Only Righteous Sect members inside have been annihilated by our forces. Currently, they should be in a defensive battle!"
"Damn!"
Yan Xifeng jumped up, his buttocks on fire.
"Orders!"
"Assemble!"
"Bring twenty Holy Kings first! Three thousand Sages! Hurry! If there aren't enough, quickly create more for me!"
"Quickly, quickly, quickly!"
Yan Xifeng stomped his feet: "How could the Annihilation Battle start so quickly... We just stabilized the situation in another Mystic Realm, and now this one is starting the Annihilation Battle... Damn it, Fang Tu, you're a bit too impatient!"
After gathering a team, they arrived at the entrance to the Wind Family's territory.
Yan Xifeng stood at a distance, unable to approach due to his overwhelming battle prowess.
He could only observe from afar using his divine sense.
Thousands of people waited.
Everyone's faces were grave. Each person prayed that this gate would not open.
Because if this gate opened, it would mean that the Wind Family disciples inside had already perished, and the entire Mystic Realm would be occupied by the enemy.
Consequently, they would have to continuously sacrifice lives, using their very existence to restore the previous equilibrium where both sides held half of the territory.
Such sacrifices genuinely made everyone's hearts tremble. Especially the higher-ups, each one praying, their faces turning pale.
(End of Chapter)
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