482: Fighting around the human race

He immediately ordered his Combination Stage Cultivatorss to change tactics, no longer engaging the Nether Race army in head-on clashes, but instead employing guerrilla warfare to constantly harass the Nether Race army and deplete their strength.

Lin Feng agreed with Fellow Daoist Cang Hai because the Nether Race had already attacked and taken over a large number of cities; the Human Race heartland he was responsible for defending had many cities occupied by the Nether Race, with death and destruction everywhere, and ruined walls.

In those cities, there were Human Race Cultivator corpses everywhere, and blood stained the ground. Lin Feng watched all this, a flicker of anger in his eyes. He hadn't expected these Nether Race to be so cruel, slaughtering Human Race Cultivators.

He took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, and then looked at Old Ancestor Cang Hai, saying, "Fellow Daoist Cang Hai, we must quickly defeat these Nether Race one by one, reclaim the occupied cities, and rescue the captured Human Race Cultivators."

Old Ancestor Cang Hai nodded upon hearing this. He looked at Lin Feng, a flicker of determination in his eyes. He knew that this battle had reached a critical moment, and they had to go all out to achieve victory.

Lin Feng had the dozen or so Combination Stage Cultivatorss he brought act together. With the combined strength of Combination Stage Cultivatorss, slaughtering the Nether Race was naturally not an issue, while Lin Feng went alone to a Human Race city occupied by the Nether Race. He moved like lightning, constantly shuttling through the city, searching for captured Human Race Cultivators.

In a city occupied by the Nether Race, countless Human Race Cultivators and Mortals had died, and Human Race corpses were everywhere. Only a few Human Race Cultivators were still resisting the Nether Race's slaughter.

Lin Feng immediately stopped holding back. With a wave of his hand, a ten-thousand-foot True Spirit Flame instantly erupted from his palm, transforming into a giant Fire Dragon that swept towards the Nether Race soldiers. The Nether Race soldiers were greatly alarmed, not expecting Lin Feng's strength to be so powerful that even their proud Netherflame couldn't contend with it.

Wherever the Fire Dragon passed, the Nether Race soldiers were instantly engulfed by the flames and turned into ashes. Lin Feng moved like lightning, constantly shuttling through the city. Wherever he went, a wave of Nether Race soldiers would be cut down by him.

The Human Race Cultivators who were still resisting the Nether Race's slaughter were greatly encouraged. They all joined the battle, launching a fierce attack on the Nether Race soldiers alongside Lin Feng.

Under Lin Feng's leadership, the Human Race Cultivators' morale soared. They bravely fought the enemy, constantly cutting down the Nether Race soldiers. The Nether Race soldiers, on the other hand, were retreating steadily, utterly unable to withstand the Human Race Cultivators' fierce attacks.

Finally, after a fierce battle, the city occupied by the Nether Race was recaptured. Lin Feng stood atop the city, looking at the ruined walls, and sighed, before heading towards the next city under Nether Race attack.

With a movement of his body, Lin Feng was a thousand miles away. He streaked through the heavens and earth like a bolt of lightning, constantly approaching the next city occupied by the Nether Race.

When he arrived outside that city, he saw the Nether Race banner flying high above it, and inside the city, Nether Race soldiers were wantonly slaughtering Human Race Cultivators and Mortals. A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and with a flicker of his figure, he rushed into the city.

He moved through the city like a furious lion, constantly cutting down the Nether Race soldiers. He controlled the Starfall Illusion Sword, which grew larger and larger in Lin Feng's hand, transforming into a dazzling starlight that slashed towards the Nether Race soldiers. With each swing, a wave of Nether Race soldiers was cut down, their bodies turning into nothingness under the starlight, their Souls completely annihilated.

Lin Feng constantly moved through the city, his figure omnipresent. Wherever he passed, Nether Race soldiers fell. The Human Race Cultivators who were still resisting were greatly encouraged. They all joined the battle, launching a final charge against the Nether Race soldiers alongside Lin Feng.

Under Lin Feng's leadership, the Human Race Cultivators bravely fought the enemy, their attacks pouring down on the Nether Race soldiers like a torrential storm. The Nether Race soldiers, on the other hand, were retreating steadily, utterly unable to withstand the Human Race Cultivators' fierce attacks, and could only retreat continuously until they reached the end of the city.

Finally, after a desperate struggle, that city was recaptured once again. Lin Feng stood atop the city, looking at the ground covered with corpses and blood. A hint of exhaustion flashed in his eyes. Every ten thousand years, the Human Race had to endure such a catastrophe, and each time the Human Race barely recovered, it would suffer heavy losses again.

This cyclical situation also led to the Human Race in the Hundred Spirits World being unable to rise, but now it was different; Lin Feng had appeared.

Lin Feng continued towards the next city occupied by the Nether Race. He knew that only by reclaiming all the cities could he completely drive the Nether Race out of the Human Race heartland and restore peace to the Human Race.

Lin Feng moved like lightning, constantly shuttling through the heavens and earth. His speed was so great that even the Nether Race soldiers couldn't detect him. When he arrived outside the next city, he saw the Nether Race banner still flying high above it, as if proclaiming their victory to the Human Race.

However, Lin Feng was not intimidated by the tragic sight of this city. He took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, and then, with a flicker of his figure, rushed into the city. He moved through the city like a fierce tiger, constantly cutting down the Nether Race soldiers.

In one year, Lin Feng continuously killed more than a dozen high-rank Nether Race Cultivators who had invaded Human Race cities, rescued countless captured Human Race Cultivators, and recaptured one city after another occupied by the Nether Race.

During this year, Lin Feng experienced countless battles. His body was already exhausted, but his will remained firm. Only by reclaiming all the cities could he completely drive the Nether Race out of the Human Race heartland and restore peace to the Human Race.

After a year of arduous struggle, Lin Feng finally recaptured all the cities. He stood atop a city, looking at the devastated surroundings, his heart filled with emotion. He knew that although this battle had achieved victory, the price the Human Race paid was heavy.

At the same time, the dozen or so Combination Stage Cultivatorss dispatched by Lin Feng also recaptured many cities and killed countless Nether Race. Old Ancestor Cang Hai, who was leading the main Human Race army in the heartland against the Nether Race army, also sent a distress signal to Lin Feng at this time.

It turned out that Lin Feng and the dozen or so Combination Stage Cultivatorss' widespread slaughter of the Nether Race caused the Nether Race to dare not separate, gathering together and launching an even more fierce attack on the Human Race army led by Old Ancestor Cang Hai. The Nether Race knew that only by defeating Old Ancestor Cang Hai could they possibly turn the tide of the battle and regain the advantage.