"Kill!"
Battle cries filled the air.
In Green Valley Town, both sides launched the most ferocious and fearless charge!
The Giant Rock Spirit Jade tribesmen were fighting for their vision of the future.
The people of Green Valley Town, with the Li family descendants back home, were determined to follow the Li family elders and defend against all invaders, protecting their homeland!
Enemies were approaching from all directions.
The people of Green Valley Town saw those incredibly massive figures. They were so insignificant in comparison.
From both perspectives, they were like a tiny wisp of smoke, about to be engulfed by the overwhelming dust and sand of the Giant Rock Spirit Jade Tribe.
But they still charged forward.
Their eyes were bloodshot.
They slowly lowered their heads, and there it was...
Countless roots, breaking through the earth, emerged before them, lifting them up. And even more roots swept forward, clearing everything in their path!
It was the Li family's divine tree!
Suddenly, two figures descended from the sky, landing firmly in the center of the battlefield!
They surveyed the enemies approaching from all directions, and at the people of Green Valley Town, lifted high by the Primordial Blood Tree behind them. Their gazes were cold and sharp!
"One hundred and sixty thousand Wu Clan members, every single one a cultivator, and a million stone beasts! What a formidable force!"
Bai Rourou, clad in her armor, was now a true general on the battlefield. Spear in hand, her eyes glowing red, with the phantom images of four Demon Kings appearing behind her, her Golden Core power stirred up the dust and sand as she charged to the front lines, her heroic spirit unwavering as she dashed towards the countless enemies before her.
"Tianshuang," Bai Rourou shouted, "let's see if their stone beasts are stronger, or if the demonic beasts we've tamed over the years are fiercer!"
"Yes!"
Li Tianshuang, sitting on the back of the crocodile Demon King, took out a horn and blew it!
BLARE!!!
In an instant, the Silver Iron Forest behind the Li family shook violently. Demonic beasts rushed out from the forest, charging towards the area with the most stone beasts!
"They're demonic beasts, so many demonic beasts!"
The people of Green Valley Town looked around in delight. They were surrounded by dark figures, but around them were countless demonic beasts, charging out with a frenzy!
They roared, sweeping through the battlefield in all directions, a vast, dark mass, even more numerous than the stone beasts.
And then...
"Hahaha!"
A deep voice boomed from the sky!
Bai Rourou had just shattered a ten-meter-tall stone giant with her spear. A joyful expression appeared on her face, recognizing the voice.
"Boom!"
A fierce wave of energy surged around her as a massive hammer descended from the sky, scattering the enemies before her and repelling a Wu Clan Golden Core cultivator.
A towering figure with a bare upper body appeared before Bai Rourou.
His bald head gleamed, and his rough voice was so familiar to Bai Rourou. "Wife," he boomed, "how dare you charge forward before your husband even arrives! You're too disobedient. I'll spank you tonight!"
Bai Rourou glared at him.
Her anger was mixed with a hint of bashfulness, like a long-parched land receiving the first drops of rain.
Then, in the center of the battlefield, Li Yaotie abruptly swung his right arm.
He glared fiercely at the Wu Clan members who, despite being pushed back by his spiritual power, were charging towards him again. To be honest, he admired them, admired their courage and fighting spirit.
"It's a pity..."
"Rourou," he called out, "look at what I've accumulated all these years!"
Before him, stood rows of spirit puppets, neatly arranged. Every single one was at least Eighth-Grade, even some at Seventh-Grade, numbering in the thousands.
The thirty-meter-tall War Puppet, now refitted and upgraded, gleamed with a dazzling silver light!
Li Yaotie's silver left arm also began to wriggle. The metal transformed into liquid, enveloping him, and he gradually grew into a ten-meter giant.
He looked at the five-meter-tall spider charging towards him and once again grasped the hammer from the ground, the one he could barely lift before. With a single swing, he smashed the stone beast, and a deep, resonant sound echoed through the air.
"Smash those... damn rocks!"
As he charged forward, the rows of spirit puppets, just like him, were covered in liquid metal, growing larger and larger. They rushed into the battlefield like lunatics, overwhelming the Wu Clan warriors before them!
Just as Li Yaotie charged forward, Li Yaotie, within the spirit puppet, twitched his lips. A gentle voice so faint amidst the chaos of the battlefield, yet he would remember it even in death.
"Third Brother," the voice said, "are these your crappy creations?"
How familiar that insult was.
Li Yaotie suddenly felt a pang of self-pity. His Second Sister was scolding him, and he unexpectedly felt like crying. "Second Sister..." he stammered, "you... you've recovered?"
He looked up towards the sky.
There, a gentle light emanated. From the sky, roots descended like a waterfall!
Li Yaoqing no longer wore her mask.
She still had that unkempt appearance as she opened her arms wide. Gentle spiritual power emanated from her body, spreading like ripples in all directions. The soft green light contrasted starkly with the cascading roots behind her.
The roots fell mercilessly to the ground, forming sharp spikes, sweeping across the battlefield like a torrent, clearing a path!
Li Yaoqing looked at the metal spirit puppet that Li Yaotie had transformed into, the corners of her mouth lifting in a smirk. "I heard you were crying," she teased.
Li Yaotie glared at her, remembering his anger during his forging session when his Second Sister had sacrificed her lifespan. He gritted his teeth and retorted, "I wasn't crying! I was forging! That was sweat on my forehead!"
"Second Aunt, Third Uncle, why didn't you wait for me?"
A calm voice came from the sky.
The brother and sister frowned and looked up at the sky.
It wasn't just them; everyone on the battlefield raised their heads.
A shadow loomed over the entire battlefield. It was...
One spirit ship after another!
An old man with white hair and beard sat on a golden chair, leaning back with his hand resting on the armrest.
A confident and aloof smile adorned his face, making him stand out even with the massive fleet of spirit ships behind him.
"Yunbing," Li Yaozu's voice echoed in his mind, "are you feeling different lately?"
Li Yaozu, standing on his flying sword in the distance, his hands clasped behind his back as he faced the wind, remained motionless and sent this message through a mental transmission.
This seemingly old man, upon hearing the voice of the youthful-looking Li Yaozu...
Trembled all over. He no longer dared to recline, his legs pressed together, his back straightened, his hands placed on his thighs. A newfound clarity was visible in his eyes.
"Father, I was wrong."
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