Puff! Puff! Puff!The crisp sound of blades slicing through flesh echoed across the battlefield.
War arrows pierced through bodies with such force that many gnolls were pinned directly to the ground, blood spraying in all directions. With the savage birds attacking from above, neither of the invading armies could fully defend themselves against the assault launched from Xuanhuang Town. Stretched too thin, alien warriors continued to fall under the rain of arrows.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!Compared to bows, the Divine Ballistae unleashed even greater devastation.
Bolts fired in dense salvos from the mechanical ballistae, instantly sealing off all movement options for enemy warriors. In the blink of an eye, many were turned into porcupines, their bodies pierced through.
Under the dual assault of ferocious birds and Xuanhuang Town, large numbers of alien enemies fell in an instant. Cold corpses piled upon the battlefield.
"Zhao Ji, your cultivation can't control these fierce birds for long. Let them slaughter the enemy without restraint. Whether it's the aliens or the birds that fall, all of it will count as our battle gains."
Yi Tianxing observed the sweat forming on Cai Yan's forehead. Her true qi was rapidly depleting. Once it ran out, she would be unable to continue playing the Phoenix Call of a Hundred Birds, and the birds would inevitably lose control.
Once that happened, their targets might shift. Better to use them now to their fullest, even if it meant their deaths—it would only weaken the enemy further.
Ding dong!Cai Yan heard him, and her playing changed. The eyes of the savage birds on the battlefield turned completely blood-red as they lunged even more ferociously at the alien warriors. They no longer cared about their own safety, fully succumbing to their primal ferocity.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!War arrows rained down like a storm.
With every volley, swathes of alien enemies collapsed in pools of blood.
"Arrow Towers!!"
Yi Tianxing's gaze swept the battlefield. At a mere thought, a divine light began to shimmer atop the arrow towers.
By now, the arrow towers had become towering colossi, rising tens of meters into the sky. Each tower exuded an ancient aura. With a flash, over fifty-four bolts fired from the towers in a fan-like formation, covering a vast area. Each bolt carried terrifying penetration power.
Yet the sound they made while slicing through the air was barely audible.
Having consumed the essence of countless beast corpses and refined their bones, the arrow towers had undergone repeated evolutions. Now, both towers had reached the Yellow Tier, Grade 6, and could store fifty-four bolts per volley, covering a 600-meter radius with 360-degree coverage—no blind spots.
Of course, this didn't mean the bolts only flew 600 meters. That was just the range at which they maintained maximum lethality. Beyond that, their power decreased gradually—a minor flaw.
Each energy bolt carried power equivalent to the sixth level of the Divine Sea Realm, comparable to a black cauldron six-sound body refiner. Even if it didn't reach 60,000 jin of force, it still carried tens of thousands of jin—devastating penetration.
The bolts pierced straight through the gnolls' vital points. The violent energy caused their bodies to explode into mist on the spot. Corpses instantly vanished, erased by mysterious power.
The destructive force from the arrow towers was immense.
Even the mighty bodies of ogres exploded under bolt impact, revealing bloody craters. Their innards were shredded. One bolt might not kill, but two or three would reduce their bodies to pulp. They died instantly, their bodies vanishing in the same mysterious manner.
What was most terrifying was the target-locking mechanism of the arrow towers. Once an enemy was locked on, it was nearly impossible to evade. Even elite troops like ogres couldn't dodge in time—either severely wounded or killed outright.
With two arrow towers firing simultaneously, more than a hundred bolts rained down every second.
Like machine guns, the towers continuously fired energy bolts without pause. Alien enemies were cut down like wheat before a scythe.
"What a tyrannical tower! These bolts hit like bombs—one bolt and you're blown apart if your body isn't strong enough. That power is insane."
Even seasoned cultivators watching from afar were filled with dread.
This was clearly no ordinary construct—it was a treasured artifact. That kind of power didn't come from mere craftsmanship.
Boom!
Just then, high in the sky, the Golden Roc appeared to be struggling under pressure. Taking advantage of the moment, the Flame Magic Tower unleashed its fury. A massive fireball shot through the sky, striking directly at the Wind Drake.
The fireball blazed with intense heat, raising the temperature of the entire battlefield.
The fireball struck true, knocking the Wind Drake out of the air. Scorching flames licked its body, and the smell of burning scales filled the air. The Golden Roc seized the opportunity to tear into the Wind Drake's belly, slashing open a long gash with its golden claws. Blood poured out.
The Flame Magic Tower, now at Yellow Tier, Grade 4, could release twelve fireballs in a single burst. With each grade increase, the fireball's power doubled. At grade four, its explosive force was four times greater than before—truly terrifying.
Even the mighty Wind Drake couldn't withstand a direct hit and was left charred and injured.
Rumble!
Underground, explosions rang out as rune bombs were continually triggered. The Scorpionmen had not given up and were still digging furiously, trying to break into the town from below.
Boom!!Suddenly, part of Xuanhuang Town's ground exploded. A house was blown apart, debris flying in all directions. A massive tunnel entrance appeared.
Covered in dust, the Scorpionman Mo Xie emerged from the hole, spear in hand.
Behind him, countless Scorpionmen warriors climbed out. Each one radiated bloodlust, their eyes gleaming with killing intent. Mo Xie's own eyes had turned blood-red from rage.
Digging this tunnel had come at a steep cost. Many of his warriors had sacrificed themselves to set off traps or absorb rune bomb damage. The explosions were unpredictable, and the losses heavy.
Now that they had finally breached Xuanhuang Town, Mo Xie's face twisted into a cruel grin."Kill them all! No humans are to be spared!"
"Looking for death? You dare to ambush my Xuanhuang Town? I, Yang Yanding, have been waiting!"
The breach wasn't far from the town center. The moment the Scorpionmen army emerged, Yang Yanding spotted them. Ten thousand soldiers immediately locked onto the enemy.
"Archers, ready! Target the front! Four-line formation—fire!!"
Yang Yanding gave his order coldly.
Four thousand archers formed four squads of a thousand men each. All were equipped with white bone war bows and rune arrows.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
At the command, the first row fired.
Over a thousand rune arrows streaked through the air toward Mo Xie's army.
"Damn it!!"
Mo Xie hadn't expected to face a well-prepared army immediately after emerging. The rain of arrows swept toward him like lightning.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Mo Xie swung his spear, deflecting arrow after arrow. Even as the rune arrows exploded, he suppressed them with sheer force.
But no matter how strong he was, he couldn't protect all his soldiers.
In just a few breaths, the arrow storm covered the freshly emerged Scorpionmen. Despite their best efforts, they were pierced and torn apart.
Blood sprayed, and hundreds of Scorpionmen perished on the spot.
"You're all going to die!!"
Mo Xie's face darkened with rage, roaring in fury.
From the broken ground, more tunnels split open. Scorpionmen warriors surged forth like a tide. Every breath brought hundreds, even thousands more into the fray. Soon, Yang Yanding and his troops were surrounded from all sides.
"Shieldbearers forward—raise shields!!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Yang Yanding shouted, and three thousand shieldbearers moved up quickly. In unison, they raised their massive shields, exuding a solid, imposing aura—like an impenetrable wall of iron and stone.