"Ziwen"
Just as Ye Ziwen was about to break through the barrier, a middle-aged woman's exclamation came from inside the academy. This middle-aged woman was Ye Ziwen's mother and also a senior member of the academy.
When she saw her son rush out, tears welled up instantly. She knew that if Ye Ziwen rushed out, she might never return.
Hearing his mother's call, Ye Ziwen suddenly turned around, looked at her, knelt down, and respectfully kowtowed three times:
"Mother, I'm sorry. Please forgive my unfilial behavior!"
After speaking, Ye Ziwen still resolutely stepped out of the barrier. He roared, summoned the Destiny Wheel, wielded a long sword, and charged forward.
"Kill!"
Seeing Ye Ziwen charge out, countless disciples from the First Academy were filled with excitement and charged out as well.
"Idiots, don't go out!" When they saw the disciples of the First Branch rushing out, the disciples of the main academy all shouted loudly.
But they could no longer stop the actions of these passionate youths. Seeing countless disciples, knowing they were doomed, still willing to charge out and fight, they gritted their teeth in desperation.
"There's no other way, let's charge together!"
Seeing this, the disciples of Xinghe Sect gritted their teeth and rushed out as well.
However, just as they broke through the barrier, the terrifying pressure of the Human Emperor struck. The disciples of the First Branch Academy were nearly crushed, and only those at the Child of Destiny level could barely withstand it.
"You all hurry back. You can't help here; it will only affect the Dragonblood Legion's battles." A powerful cultivator from the Xinghe Sect shouted loudly.
"No, even if it means death, we will shed our blood on the battlefield. We won't be cowards. We must protect the academy and our closest kin." A disciple from the academy stubbornly shouted.
He was merely a half-step Child of Destiny, and that terrifying imperial aura pressed down on him, almost suffocating. Yet in his eyes, there was nothing but a calm face facing death.
"What a bunch of brainless reckless youths."
The Xinghe Sect expert cursed and then shouted loudly, "Brothers of the Xinghe Sect, attack together and support the Dragon Blood Legion!" "
Boom boom boom... The
disciples of the Galaxy Sect, armed with weapons, joined the battle group. They had cooperated with the Dragon Blood Legion several times before and knew exactly what they needed to do. They knew they could only assist, not be the main force, or else the Dragon Blood warriors' combat effectiveness would be affected.
Most importantly, they couldn't let these passionate but inexperienced fighters disrupt the rhythm of the Dragonblood Legion.
They didn't expect these disciples to be of much help; as long as they didn't cause trouble, that was already a blessing.
It must be said, the disciples of the Xinghe lineage are brave and fearless. They specifically seek out weak points in the Dragonblood Legion to fill gaps, and if any slip through the cracks, they will kill them relentlessly.
Most disciples of the Xinghe lineage had been guided by Long Chen and were familiar with the Dragonblood Legion. Their fighting style was similar to that of the Dragonblood Legion, and with every move, they delivered the fiercest and deadliest strikes.
Although their strength was not as strong as the Dragonblood Warriors, their fierce attack style provided the Dragonblood Legion with great convenience.
At this point, the Dragonblood Legion switched from defense to offense, eliminating the defensive circle, which made it easy for some slips through.
Although only one or two escaped the net, the Dragonblood warriors had no choice but to retreat and pursue because of these one or two, which would disrupt the entire formation.
Now, with the support of Xinghe Sect disciples, those who slipped through the cracks without enough strength could easily be dealt with by the disciples of the Xinghe lineage.
Long Chen and Yue Zifeng moved across the battlefield, specifically targeting terrifying half-step Human Emperor experts. Only half-step Human Emperor-level experts could pose a deadly threat to the Dragonblood Legion; the rest were no match for the Dragonblood Legion.
"Watch out!" Suddenly,
a disciple of the Xinghe Sect cried out in alarm, his long sword slashing down, perfectly blocking a demon warrior's spear aimed at Ye Ziwen.
With a loud explosion, the Xinghe Sect disciple was shaken so hard that blood spurted wildly. Seizing the opportunity, Ye Ziwen struck with his sword and killed the demon clan expert who possessed the power of a Six-Meridian Heavenly Saint.
"Brother, how are you?"
Ye Ziwen was both shocked and angry, ashamed, and hurriedly helped the disciple up. When he reached the battlefield, he was shocked to find that all his so-called spiritual perception had vanished.
He couldn't even sense the enemy's deadly attack. If not for that disciple's help, he would have died.
"I'm fine, hurry and support the other disciples." The Xinghe Sect disciple wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rushed off elsewhere.
Ye Ziwen shouted angrily and charged into the distance. There, the academy's top expert was fighting a fierce beast, having been slaughtered and forced to retreat. Without support, he could be killed at any moment.
"Pfft"
Ye Ziwen and the man joined forces to kill the beast. The two exchanged a glance, unable to see the pride in each other's eyes; their eyes were filled with unwillingness and anger.
They were all top experts on the Heavenly Ranking, admired by thousands in the academy and admired by countless peerless prodigies, but here, they were like useless people.
The strongest fighters on the battlefield were all blocked by the Dragonblood Legion, while the weaker ones were blocked by experts from the Galaxy Sect and the Main Academy. The ones who got through the cracks were the ones who slipped through the cracks.
Or rather, these people were no longer fish, but a bunch of small fry. But even these small fry, they couldn't beat them. This blow made them so ashamed they wanted to commit suicide.
Ye Ziwen patted the man's shoulder, a hint of self-mockery: "It's alright, at least we're not the worst. Let's continue!" After
Ye Ziwen finished speaking, he rushed into the distance. Hearing Ye Ziwen's words, the man looked behind him, and his shocked emotions instantly eased considerably.
Because behind them, many academy disciples stood trembling all over, unable to move at all. Some even lay on the barrier, crushed by the terrifying pressure, unable to even stand.
"You don't even qualify to die in battle? Is there anything in this world more shameful than this? "A disciple from the academy braced himself on the barrier, his teeth nearly shattered, but he just couldn't stand up.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the entire barrier trembled slightly. A pair of jade-like hands pressed directly above the barrier, and a fiery rune, like a swimming fish, rapidly spread from those hands to every corner of the barrier.
Immediately after, the sacred and solemn chanting echoed through the world. People turned toward the sound and saw Yu Qingxuan pressing her hands against the barrier, her eyes tightly shut, chanting scriptures. Her long jet-black hair fluttered slowly as the power of flames surged toward her.
When endless flame runes surged in, they immediately surged toward the gap in the barrier, piling up at the groove.
The groove originally contained lingering hellish energy, constantly disrupting the barrier's balance and making repair extremely difficult. But when Yu Qingxuan's flame power surged inside, the hellish energy burned and rapidly evaporated, and the gap was visibly restoring at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this, Long Chen was both surprised and delighted. Yu Qingxuan was truly clever—she had found a repair method so quickly. At this rate, it would take only a few breaths for the barrier to restore itself to its original state.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the void trembled. Around Long Chen, vortices appeared in eight directions. Eight thin, long swords aimed straight at his vital points, their sharp sword energy making one's hair stand on end.
"The Fate-Hunting Clan?"
Long Chen's heart tightened, and he suddenly shouted, "Qingxuan, watch out!"
Because at the very moment he was ambushed, two semi-transparent figures appeared beside Yu Qingxuan, two longswords, one in front and one behind, stabbing toward her.