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On the mountain path, Ying Sang and the others were merely besieged by the Low-Level Demons, who had the advantage in numbers. They had already been in a dire situation back then, and if it weren't for Wang Long's astonishing strength, even if they managed to break through the encirclement, they would have certainly paid a hefty price.
Now, although their strength was many times greater than before, they were faced with an even larger number of high-ranking demons.
The clash of iron and blood echoed in every corner of the battlefield.
Fire Village had once received divine assistance and set up a Fire Illusion Formation around the village, which had now been activated. This formation was still quite powerful, and the Twin Sword Sect even dispatched Li Tianxing to oversee the formation there, relying on its power to counteract the numerical advantage of the demons.
Thus, although they were at an absolute disadvantage, Fire Village's overall frontline could still hold on.
Seeing that relying solely on these Low-Level Demons would not guarantee victory anytime soon, Tie Zheng lost his patience. He waved the black blood flag and signaled his subordinates.
"Kill them all!" Aye had long been seething with anger after losing so many subordinates inexplicably. Not only did this diminish his strength, but he also nearly lost Lord Tie Zheng's trust. If it weren't for the ongoing war, he might have already been torn apart by Ruihu and others, becoming part of their demonic essence. This final battle naturally required him to exert himself even more, charging to the front as a spearhead to directly shatter Fire Village's defenses!
On the other side, the Twin Sword Sect also sent out their experts to confront the enemy.
Any expert with large-scale command experience from the current world witnessing such a scene would likely spit blood.
What era's combat tactics were these? Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, completely lacking in troop optimization and reasonable utilization of experts.
It was purely a war of attrition!
Fire Village was purely on the defensive, with no thought of concentrating some of their superior forces to launch a counterattack and catch the enemy off guard.
Meanwhile, the Demon Clan also failed to utilize their numerical advantage and take initiative on the battlefield. Aside from a feint at the beginning of the battle, there was no tactical substance whatsoever.
However, it was precisely because of this kind of battlefield that it provided an opportunity for someone lurking in the shadows, waiting for a chance to become an unparalleled hero in the divine realm!
Light as dust and swift as lightning.
On the entire battlefield, everyone's attention was focused on the main battlefield in the west; in their hearts, that was where victory or defeat truly mattered for this battle's final outcome!
No one paid attention to the direction from which the main force of the Demon Clan was approaching further west of this main battlefield.
And the Anomaly is happening here!
"Ah!"
Screams echoed, initially blending with the shouts and cries from the battlefield, and no one paid close attention. However, the leading Demon Clan leaders soon noticed a commotion occurring behind their Army!
Wang Long's figure flashed and directly cut into the most densely packed area of demons. Taking advantage of the Low-Level Demon's inability to react in time, the Fire Element Sword swept through, each strike simple yet perfectly suited for group combat.
After hearing the conversation among the four Demon Clan, Wang Long realized they had not anticipated an enemy would suddenly emerge right behind them during the most intense part of the battle!
The effect was surprisingly good.
Caught off guard, without any high-level experts stationed, and lacking even a formation to resist him, Wang Long felt like a wolf charging into a flock of sheep.
Of course, Wang Long would never waste this rare opportunity in complacency. Each strike was chosen with absolute precision to maximize damage.
He sighed in relief as these demons were no longer Undying Demon. With one sword strike per demon, those corpses would definitely not rise again.
Moreover, the fear among those demons was palpable. The formations were not scattered by Wang Long, but rather they fell into chaos due to fear, trampling each other to death! This kind of situation would never occur among Wang Long's subordinates or in the Human Emperor's Army.
"Oh!!!!" Such results were evident not only to the Demon Clan, but even those engaged in fierce battle on the side of Fire Village could see it.
At this moment, Ying Sang and his companions were all injured but still reacted immediately: "That's Divine Master! He hasn't abandoned us! He has been waiting for an opportunity among the demons! Divine Master!"
Li Tianxing and his group had ashen faces.
"What are you shouting about? We haven't won yet! Take this chance to kill the enemies!" One of Li Tianxing's two brothers exchanged glances and immediately released their protection over Ying Sang and others.
—If that Wang Long had left them behind, they might have still considered taking over Alin Village. Now he had returned and disrupted the rear ranks of the Demon Clan. Given how much these people idolized him, their goals were utterly hopeless. In that case—let them die at the hands of the demons!
"Only knowing how to ambush those cannon fodder! Arrogant brat from the divine race! If you have guts, step up and fight me for three hundred rounds!
"Tch! This kind of provocation, this kind of dialogue, you really are outdated. There’s such a big advantage here; if I don’t take it, wouldn’t that be foolish? How about this: you let your entire Army retreat, and then we’ll settle it with a duel between us two. In that case, I might consider it!" While responding to that challenge from Tie Zheng, Wang Long continued to reap the lives of those Demon Warriors without pause.
"Damned bastard, do you think this will stop me?" As he let out a series of furious roars, Tie Zheng's body suddenly grew immensely large, and his skin developed tough armor-like scales, his head taking on the appearance of a bison.
"Roar!" After transforming into a giant, Tie Zheng let out a roar and directly grabbed a massive boulder, disregarding the Low-Level Demons as he hurled it towards Wang Long.
Wang Long was taken aback, realizing that in the divine realm, with the hardness of those boulders, if he were struck directly, he would either die or suffer several broken bones.
He swiftly dodged just in time to avoid the range of the boulder, the powerful gust nearly causing him to lose his balance.
Suddenly! Another stone came crashing down.
Wang Long rolled up from the ground in a panic; having narrowly escaped twice only fueled his anger.
Moreover, he knew that Tie Zheng was nearly his equal in strength. If this continued for a few more rounds, he might truly face a disastrous defeat at Tie Zheng's hands!
The Fire Element Sword scattered into a fiery net aimed at the Low-Level Demons. Facing Tie Zheng head-on, Wang Long quietly gathered his Spirit energy, powerful Primordial Power surged within him, causing Wang Long's form to begin to swell as well!
"Want to compare strength?" Wang Long looked down with a cold smile at the giant bison Tie Zheng; at this moment, his size even overshadowed Tie Zheng! "Then let me show you what true divine power looks like!"
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