321: Chapter 321 Volunteering: My Husband Asked Us to Chop Down a Few People

The massive Void Realm warships traversed smoothly above the clouds, the Formation patterns engraved on the hulls emitting a faint golden light that blocked out the high-altitude gales.

Xu Chen stood at the front of the main ship's expansive deck, hands behind his back, his deep gaze piercing through layers of mist toward the distant horizon.

There, a thick black miasma, like a demon shadow with bared fangs and claws, was gradually eroding the originally clear sky of the Eastern Desolation.

This foreign army's ability to silently pry open a crack in the Boundary Wall and assemble a force of a hundred thousand in a short time meant their organizational skills and Formation expertise were definitely not to be underestimated.

"Husband, what are you thinking about?"

A crisp voice with a hint of fieriness came from his side.

Nangong Waner had changed out of her red attire and put on a set of dark red light soft armor. This armor was extremely form-fitting, perfectly outlining her stunning curves. A sheathed longsword hung at her waist, and her entire being exuded an eager excitement.

Beside Nangong Waner, Lin Qingxue had also changed into a plain white swordsman's uniform, her long hair tied up high. Her eyes were cold and resolute, with a faint, barely perceptible tenderness only flashing through them when she looked at Xu Chen.

"I'm thinking about how to pick out a burial plot with good feng shui for those fellows who dare to run wild on my Xu Family's territory later," Xu Chen retracted his gaze and turned to look at the two women beside him, a relaxed smile curling his lips.

"Why bother picking a burial plot? Just hack them to pieces and feed them to the dogs!"

Nangong Waner patted the hilt of the sword at her waist with heroic spirit, her peach-blossom eyes flashing with Battle Intent. "Husband, when the battle starts, just watch from this ship. Qingxue and I just finished synchronizing that two-person sword Formation yesterday; it's the perfect time to test its edge on these foreign scumbags!"

Seeing Nangong Waner's impatient eagerness to go down and kill people, Xu Chen shook his head helplessly.

This girl was truly a sword fanatic in every sense of the word. Others would avoid such a cross-realm war at all costs, but she was as excited as if she had found some peerless treasure.

"Qingxue, do you feel the same way?" Xu Chen turned to look at Lin Qingxue.

Lin Qingxue met Xu Chen's gaze and nodded seriously.

"Qingxue's life was given by the Young Master. The sword in my hand is also drawn for the Young Master. Since the Young Master wants to establish authority, Qingxue is willing to be the sharp blade in the Young Master's hand, clearing all obstacles for you."

Her words were few, but each one rang with resolve, carrying an unquestionable determination. In the Lower Realm, she was used to charging at the front and using her sword to protect those around her. Although she now followed Xu Chen, the pride and sense of responsibility in her bones had never changed.

Looking at these two women with such different personalities yet equally outstanding qualities, a warm current rose in Xu Chen's heart.

"Alright."

Xu Chen reached out and naturally flicked Nangong Waner's upturned nose, then proceeded to pinch Lin Qingxue's slightly cold cheek.

"Since you both want to go and kill people so badly, I'll leave the vanguard duty to you. However, I'll say it again."

Xu Chen tucked away his smile, his eyes becoming deep and serious. "If you can win, fight. If you can't, retreat immediately and hide behind me. If you dare to lose even a single strand of hair..."

"I know, I know! 'Family discipline' awaits!" Nangong Waner interrupted Xu Chen, her face flushing as she gave him a coy glare. "Be serious in front of the army, will you?"

Although Lin Qingxue didn't speak, the tips of her ears quietly turned red.

Xu Chen chuckled and didn't tease them further. He turned around to face the Pojun Imperial Guards, who were ready for battle, his expression instantly becoming cold and stern.

"All troops, hear my command!"

Xu Chen's voice, laced with the powerful True Qi of a Saint King, echoed over the ten warships, deafeningly loud.

"Acknowledged!"

Ten thousand Pojun Imperial Guards shouted in unison, their voices like thunder, their Aura soaring to the heavens.

"The Vanguard Battalion will be led by Nangong Waner and Lin Qingxue! Open all warship Formations and crush them! Kill any foreign enemies on sight without mercy!"

At Xu Chen's command, the ten massive Void Realm warships suddenly accelerated.

The space around the ships was forcibly torn apart, and the violent airflow formed two white wakes on either side of the hulls. In just a short moment, the Xu Family army had approached the massive crack spanning between heaven and earth.

The scene ahead also clearly appeared before everyone's eyes.

It was a place of deathly silence, completely shrouded in black miasma.

Foreign warships crafted from pale white bones were docked densely at the edge of the rift. Countless foreign soldiers, clad in heavy armor and as bulky as small mountains, were continuously pouring out of the rift, establishing defensive positions on the ground below.

Behind these foreign troops, a massive black altar was slowly rising. On the altar, several eerie figures could be vaguely seen quickly setting something up.

"Form ranks! Engage the enemy!"

Facing the dense mass of the foreign army, Nangong Waner showed no fear. She gave a sharp cry, her body turning into a ball of burning fire as she leaped straight from the deck of the main ship, diving toward the foreign positions below.

Lin Qingxue followed closely behind. Her white clothes fluttered as the longsword in her hand let out a crisp cry. She transformed into a cold streak of light, flanking Nangong Waner on the right. Like two sharp daggers, they pierced fiercely into the foreign army's Formation.

"Enemy attack!"

A chorus of gibberish roars immediately erupted from the foreign positions.

Those massive foreign soldiers brandished heavy maces and giant axes, roaring as they met the two women descending from the sky.

However, before the combined power of Nangong Waner and Lin Qingxue's twin swords, these ordinary foreign soldiers were as fragile as paper.

"Fire Tree Silver Flower!"

The longsword in Nangong Waner's hand erupted with blinding red light.

The Sword Qi was like a wildly dancing fire dragon, carrying the overbearing power to incinerate everything, instantly swallowing dozens of foreign soldiers at the front. Piercing screams rang out within the sea of fire, and the air was filled with a pungent burnt smell.

"Supreme Forgetfulness of Emotions!"

Lin Qingxue's sword technique was of a completely different style. Her sword light was cold and solitary, like frost dancing across the sky.

Every strike was precisely aimed at the enemy's vitals. Those foreign soldiers caught in her Sword Qi didn't even have time to scream before turning into crystal-clear ice sculptures, which then shattered into a ground full of ice shards under the Sword Qi's aftershocks.

The two peerless sword immortals moved through the foreign army as if in an uninhabited land, leaving only corpses and wreckage in their wake. Their appearance not only instantly disrupted the foreign army's Formation but also greatly bolstered the morale of the Xu Family's Pojun Imperial Guards behind them.

"Kill!"

"Drive these scumbags out of the Xu Family territory!"

Led by their respective commanders, the ten thousand Pojun Imperial Guards charged out from the Void Realm warships like tigers descending a mountain, colliding fiercely with the foreign army below.

The earth-shaking battle cries, the clashing of weapons, and the booming explosions of Spiritual Qi instantly wove together into a tragic symphony of war on this miasma-shrouded land.

Xu Chen still stood on the deck of the main ship.

With his hands behind his back, he looked down upon the battlefield from his high vantage point.

His gaze pierced through the chaotic, slaughtering crowd and layers of black miasma, finally landing on the black altar at the rear of the foreign army.

Earlier in the meeting hall, the Saint pressure he had detected with his Heavenly Dao Divine Pupils—one carrying a hint of femininity and cunning—was coming from that direction.

"Since you dare to challenge me at the Xu Family's doorstep, let me see just how much weight you, this so-called foreign commander, actually carry."

A cold arc curled at the corner of Xu Chen's mouth.

With a thought, the golden Formation patterns deep in his eyes began to flow slowly once more.

Heavenly Dao Divine Pupils, open!

Under the vision of the divine pupils, the dense black miasma became as if non-existent. Xu Chen clearly saw a very eye-catching figure sitting right in the center of that massive black altar.

It was a woman.

A foreign woman wearing form-fitting black battle armor, with a figure so hot it made one's blood boil.

She had long, dark purple hair and skin of a wild wheat color. Her face was seductive yet cold, with an eerie purple rune imprinted on her brow.

At this moment, the woman was resting her chin on one hand, leaning lazily against the throne in the center of the altar.

Her gaze did not focus on the brutal slaughter ahead; instead, it crossed through layers of space and landed directly on the deck of the Xu Family main ship in mid-air, clashing head-on with Xu Chen's gaze.

"Interesting."

Looking at the woman, the playfulness in Xu Chen's eyes deepened.

At the moment their gazes met, the familiar electronic notification sound rang out in Xu Chen's mind without warning.

[Ding!]

[Target meeting the criteria detected!]

[Name: Helian Yue (Eldest Commandery Princess of the Foreign Domain Royal Court / Commander of the Expeditionary Force)]

[Identity: Early Stage Saint, proficient in ancient Qimen Dunjia and sequential lethal Formations. Peerless in strategy, ruthless in heart.]

[Height: 172cm]

[Measurements: 92-58-94]

[Special Physique/Bloodline: illusory sea spirit fetus (High immunity to Divine Soul attacks and excels at creating illusions)]

[Overall Rating: 94 points]

A foreign princess who is proficient in Formations and peerless in strategy?