76: Chapter 76 Five Years of Bloodshed, Lord of Time

The situation at the Blood Moon Wreckage took a complete turn from that moment on.

The Blood Moon Spider King continuously drew from the Divine Kingdom's source, the blood mist became thicker layer by layer, and bone spiders poured out from the ground fissures in batch after batch.

Wang Pingan's front line did not retreat.

The Xuanjia Zhenyue Formation held the pressure in the front, the Xinghuo Liancheng Formation provided point-fire support in the back, and the Xianwu Meat Grinder Array was responsible for grinding up all enemies that charged into the formation.

Every time the shield wall was jolted by an impact, the blood energy from the rear ranks was immediately poured into the front ranks.

Every time the Artillery Battalion's spiritual energy dropped, barrels of spirit-replenishing potions were sent up.

When the Sword Qi Battalion's consumption was too high, reserve Cultivation Citizens immediately stepped up to take their place.

The alien Divine Kingdom's advantage was obvious.

This was the Blood Moon Spider King's home field; the blood mist could continuously corrode, and the bone spiders could be continuously replenished from the source nest.

If it were any other ordinary freshman, by the third day, their supplies and morale would have collapsed.

Wang Pingan did not have this problem.

He stood before the Divine Kingdom portal, watching a Blood-Condensing Heavy Infantryman have his arm broken by a Blood-Pattern Spider Guard, only to be dragged back to the rear by his companions.

The citizen didn't cry or shout, his eyes fixed on the battlefield ahead.

"Divine Lord, give me half a month, and I can return."

Wang Pingan stared at him, the killing intent in his eyes growing more intense.

"Granted."

The next moment, he pushed the time flow rate between the Divine Kingdom's main camp and the portal's logistics area to the limit.

The front line at the Blood Moon Wreckage was still fighting desperately moment by moment, but time in the Divine Kingdom in the rear was spinning rapidly.

One day passed on the outside battlefield, while five years passed in the rear.

But Wang Pingan only accelerated the logistics area; the time rhythm of the front-line battlefield remained completely undisturbed.

The injured citizens were sent back to the rear, where pills, spirit springs, and medical cultivators took turns treating them.

New recruits grew rapidly in the Martial Dao Holy City and the Immortal Dao Ancestral Court, the dual-monument inheritance was open all day, and battle formation training never stopped.

Ore veins were mined, spirit rice was harvested, equipment was repaired, and new heavy armor and magic tools were sent to the warehouse in batches.

In the eyes of the Blood Moon Spider King, Wang Pingan's legion should have been getting thinner the longer they fought.

But it soon realized that the human army formation in front was not only not thinning, but was actually getting thicker the more they fought.

The first day of the bloody battle ended, and the Immortal Martial Legion's front line remained motionless.

The second day of the bloody battle began, and another batch of reserve heavy infantry, fully equipped, walked out of the portal.

On the third day, the seven damaged Psionic Heavy Cannons of the Artillery Battalion were all repaired, and even fitted with more stable formation nodes.

On the fourth day, the Sword Qi Battalion added two hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators, all transferred from the rear training camp.

On the fifth day, the Blood-Condensing Heavy Infantry beside Wang Shan had been rotated batch after batch, and the front row was always full.

The Blood Moon Spider King's will emitted a furious hiss from the depths of its Divine Kingdom.

It couldn't understand.

These human citizens would get hurt, would get tired, would die.

Why couldn't they be killed off?

Why couldn't they be broken through?

Wang Pingan looked into the depths of the Blood Moon, a cold expression on his lips.

"You bet on your source, I bet on time."

"What are you going to use to outlast me?"

In the perception of the Divine Kingdom, the bloody battle entered its second year.

Three bone mountains on the periphery of the Blood Moon Wreckage were razed, seven altars were blasted to pieces, and bone spider corpses carpeted the dark red earth.

The Immortal Martial Legion began to suffer real casualties.

A veteran of the Foundation Establishment Sword Qi Battalion, in order to stop a Blood-Pattern Spider Guard from self-destructing, rushed into the blind spot of firepower and used his body to jam the spider guard's bone blade.

The Sword Qi Battalion then slashed in unison, grinding both the spider guard and him to pieces.

Wang Mu stood on the high platform, his flag pausing for half a breath.

Half a breath later, he waved the flag again.

"Record their war merit, enter the family into the Hall of Heroes, and continue firing."

His voice was steady, every word burning with fire.

People also started dying on Wang Shan's side.

A Blood-Condensing Heavy Infantryman in the front row was bitten by three bone spiders on his shield arm simultaneously, and his chest armor was pierced by bone blades.

He didn't retreat before he died; instead, he poured all his blood energy into the formation patterns, holding on for three more breaths for his companions behind him.

Wang Shan personally picked up his broken shield and hung it behind his own battle armor.

"For the three breaths you held on, I will kill three hundred for you."

From that day on, Wang Shan charged even more fiercely.

Wang Pingan did not stop him.

Real war meant people would die.

What he could do was ensure every sacrifice had value and make every survivor stronger.

In the third year, the legion's baleful aura began to change.

The original blood-colored tiger military soul, though solid, still had a phantom-like quality.

But as bone spiders were continuously slaughtered, the fierce baleful energy within the alien flesh was devoured by the battle formation, and the tiger's outline became increasingly clear.

When the tiger claws fell, the blood mist would be trampled away.

When the tiger roared, low-level bone spiders would instinctively freeze.

Wang Mu noticed it immediately.

"Divine Lord, the military soul is devouring the alien baleful energy, and there are signs of advancement in the Dharma manifestation."

Wang Pingan looked at the dark red blood tiger and nodded.

"Keep feeding it."

The battlefield rhythm became even more brutal.

Wang Shan led the Cavalry to specifically charge the Blood-Pattern Spider Guards, and Wang Mu concentrated the Artillery Battalion's firepower on the densest parts of the bone spider tide.

The stronger the alien, the higher the priority for feeding the military soul.

In the fourth year, the Immortal Martial Legion no longer just defended the portal, but began to cut through the Blood Moon Wreckage in reverse.

Wang Mu divided the battlefield into nine sections, using the Artillery Battalion's fire chain to seal off roads, and then had the infantry shield walls compress the space section by section.

Wang Shan led the Cavalry on raids in the periphery, specifically targeting bone spider nests and altar nodes.

Every time a nest was razed, Wang Pingan's Divine Kingdom swallowed a portion of the source.

The Divine Kingdom's borders continued to expand outward, the spiritual energy concentration rose continuously, the Mysterious Blood Pool water boiled incessantly, and blood-colored patterns emerged from the bottom of the pool.

The Blood Moon Spider King's anger grew stronger, and the blood mist grew thicker.

But it dared not appear easily.

It had already realized that this human legion was not an ordinary demigod legion.

They became smoother the more they fought, fiercer the more they died, and more difficult to deal with the more they bled.

In the fifth year, the periphery of the Blood Moon Wreckage was completely razed.

Only the core Blood Moon Altar and the Spider King's nest were still putting up resistance.

In these five years, the Immortal Martial Legion paid the price of over six hundred elites.

Foundation Establishment cultivation elites, Blood Condensation Martial Heavy Armor, and veterans from the Artillery Battalion and Cavalry—all their names were carved by Wang Pingan into the Divine Kingdom's Monument of Heroes.

The monument stood at the highest point of the Northern Military Camp, with war merit records under every name.

The two thousand or so survivors all had their auras changed.

Five years of life-and-death tug-of-war had beaten them from elites into battle-hardened veterans.

Most of the early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivation Citizens had stepped into the late stage.

Most of the early-stage Blood Condensation Martial Heavy Armor had also stepped into the late stage.

Over a hundred people touched the thresholds of the Purple Mansion and Martial Sect, their internal spiritual energy and blood energy compressed to the limit of their current stage.

Wang Mu stood on the high platform of the main army, his peak Foundation Establishment aura steadily suppressing the entire field, sword qi circulating behind him, and the blood mist within a hundred feet was pushed away.

Wang Shan stood at the vanguard formation eye, his armor full of repair marks, with over a dozen broken shields of fallen comrades hanging behind him.

His Blood Condensation Gang Qi was shockingly thick, and whenever the legion's baleful aura moved, the ground trembled with it.

Wang Pingan looked at them, knowing clearly in his heart.

The cost of this bloody battle was immense.

But the harvest was even greater.

This legion had completely transformed.

They were no longer a freshman legion piled up with resources, but a blood-forged army that had truly fought its way out of an alien Divine Kingdom.

Deep within the Blood Moon Wreckage, the Blood Moon Altar suddenly shattered.

The earth tore open from the center, and a massive demigod pressure erupted with a boom.

All the bone spiders stopped simultaneously, then knelt on the ground, emitting shrill hisses.

The Blood Moon Spider King couldn't sit still anymore.

If it didn't come out, the entire Divine Kingdom would be eaten away bit by bit by Wang Pingan.

From the earth fissure, a blood-colored bone spider, massive enough to cover the altar, crawled out slowly.

Its twelve spider legs were covered in thick blood-patterned bone armor, and a crescent-moon-shaped bone crown hung on its back.

Nine eyes all stared at Wang Pingan's Divine Kingdom portal.

System tags appeared.

[Blood Moon Spider King, Alien Demigod.]

[Status: Divine Kingdom Source Burning.]

[Danger Warning: Target is preparing a Source Storm.]

The Blood Moon Spider King had no nonsense.

It opened its mouthparts, and the source power of the Blood Moon Wreckage surged from all directions, turning into a giant blood-colored storm.

The storm rotated and crashed toward the Divine Kingdom portal.

It knew very well that it couldn't kill all these human troops.

Then it would destroy the portal.

Cut off the source of troops, cut off the logistics, and then trap the front-line legion to death in the Blood Moon Wreckage.

Wang Mu's expression changed.

"Divine Lord, it's going to hit the portal!"

Wang Shan raised his shield to charge, but was pressed into the ground by the demigod pressure.

The Blood Moon Spider King's source storm was no ordinary attack.

This was a desperate strike by an alien demigod staking its Divine Kingdom's foundation.

In the teleportation hall, the watching freshmen all stood up.

Some looked horrified.

"It's over; once the portal breaks, his main body's divine core will suffer backlash."

The blond youth didn't smile this time.

Because he could see that if it were him, he wouldn't be able to block this strike.

Above the Blood Moon Wreckage, Wang Pingan's true consciousness descended with a boom.

The demigod fire burned in the sky, and his divine core foundation and the A-grade large spirit vein were mobilized simultaneously.

The phantom of the Cyan-Gold Spirit Vein rose from behind him, and the thirty-six branches shone brightly.

A giant hand condensed from the Divine Kingdom's source pressed down from the sky, directly grabbing the blood-colored storm.

The Blood Moon Spider King's nine eyes flashed with blood light simultaneously.

It increased the burning of its source, and the storm struck the giant hand violently.

Wang Pingan's eyes were cold and sharp, his phantom palm suddenly clenching.

The blood-colored storm was crushed to pieces.

Source fragments scattered, turning into a sky full of blood rain.

Wang Pingan's voice suppressed the entire Divine Kingdom.

"My citizens are not for you to suppress!"

Wang Shan looked up suddenly, his eyes turning red.

"Brothers, the Divine Lord has shouldered the demigod pressure for us; do we still need him to teach us the rest?"

The two thousand or so Immortal Martial Legion members roared in unison.

"No!"

Wang Mu raised the war flag, and the Xinghuo Liancheng Formation lit up to its limit.

"Fifty heavy cannons, overload salvo, target the Spider King's abdominal armor!"

Everyone in the Artillery Battalion poured in spiritual energy simultaneously.

The Psionic Heavy Cannons emitted ear-piercing hums, and the formation patterns lit up inch by inch.

Boom!

Fifty cannon beams converged into one, smashing fiercely into the Blood Moon Spider King's abdomen.

The thick armor burst with large cracks, and dark red blood sprayed from the fissures.

The Blood Moon Spider King shrieked in pain, its twelve spider legs sweeping across, trying to smash the army formation in front.

Wang Shan led the heavy Cavalry to charge out.

The dark red blood tiger military soul fell in front of the Cavalry formation, the tiger claws and the Cavalry lances' sharpness overlapping.

Five hundred heavy Cavalry transformed into a battering ram, crashing head-on into the Spider King's left forelimb.

Wang Shan charged at the front, his notched crimson flame saber already sheathed on his back, his hands gripping his heavy shield.

"Smash it off!"

Boom!

The heavy Cavalry and the blood tiger military soul smashed into the Spider King's forelimb simultaneously.

The first forelimb's bone armor shattered, snapping with a crack.

Wang Shan didn't stop, leading the Cavalry to turn to the second forelimb.

The Blood Moon Spider King struggled desperately, the blood mist turning into bone spikes and falling, piercing through several cavalrymen's armor.

But the charge did not stop.

The second impact landed, and the second forelimb was smashed off.

The Blood Moon Spider King finally panicked.

The periphery of its Divine Kingdom was lost, its source was devoured, its true body was wounded, and its citizens were nearly all dead.

If this dragged on, it would definitely die.

Nine spider eyes lit up with tragic blood light simultaneously.

It began to detonate its divine core.

The projection of the divine core deep within the Blood Moon Wreckage appeared, and the cracks expanded rapidly.

Wang Pingan had been waiting for this moment.

He raised his right hand, and the Master of Time's power locked onto the area around the divine core.

The time flow in that space was forcibly pulled, and the divine core's self-detonation source operation became chaotic in an instant.

The Blood Moon Spider King emitted a desperate hiss, trying to force the self-detonation.

Wang Pingan's phantom palm clenched again.

"Want to flip the table?"

"Too late."

The time rhythm around the divine core was completely disrupted, and the self-detonation program got stuck halfway.

The Blood Moon Spider King's source was locked in place; it could neither explode nor be retracted.

Wang Mu's eyes turned cold.

"Sword Qi Battalion, hundred-foot sword qi, grind away its vitality!"

Five hundred cultivation elites attacked simultaneously, the sword qi converging into a hundred-foot silvery-white sword radiance within the Xinghuo Liancheng Formation.

Wang Shan stepped on the broken spider limbs and rushed onto the Spider King's head, pulling out his notched crimson flame saber once more.

He poured all his blood energy and military soul baleful energy into the blade.

"This strike is for the fallen brothers!"

The blade edge pierced through the Spider King's head.

The hundred-foot sword qi followed closely, grinding away the Spider King's vitality from the inside.

The Blood Moon Spider King's massive body twitched violently, its nine eyes dimming one after another.

The last hiss resonated throughout the Blood Moon Wreckage.

The alien demigod was dead.

The Blood Moon Wreckage's divine core collapsed completely, turning into a sky full of pure source fragments.

The blood mist dissipated.

The crescent moon dimmed.

The entire alien Divine Kingdom began to collapse.

Wang Pingan unleashed the Divine Kingdom's devour, and his own Divine Kingdom's borders expanded rapidly.

2,500 square kilometers.

3,000 square kilometers.

3,500 square kilometers.

4,000 square kilometers.

The Cyan-Gold Spirit Vein roared, the Mysterious Blood Pool boiled, and the dual-monument inheritance shone brightly.

The Blood Moon source was sucked into the Divine Kingdom, turning into new land, spiritual energy, and blood energy.

Wang Pingan looked down at the corpses on the ground and the standing legion, with no cheering in his heart.

He only remembered those six hundred-plus names.

This battle was won.

They traded their lives for the surge of the Divine Kingdom.

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