104: Chapter 104 Rakshasa, Breakthrough to the Sixth Rank!

He turned around and looked at the 1.2 million Rakshasa behind him.

"Rakshasa warriors! Do you hear me? Our Lord is watching us! The Underworld is watching us!"

1.2 million Rakshasa let out a battle cry at the same time:

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The sound shook the heavens and earth, making the entire New Era Ruins tremble.

Zhao Tiezhu raised his sharp claws and pointed at the earthy yellow world opposite them.

"Rakshasa, charge!"

1.2 million Rakshasa poured out of Rakshasa City like a tide, rushing toward the Hou Tu Realm.

Their speed was like lightning, their power like a landslide, and their battle cries like thunder. With every step, the earth cracked; with every claw swipe, the air tore apart.

They were the sharpest spear.

Hou Tu Realm, front line.

Rock King Shi Gandang stood at the very front, his deep gray eyes watching the incoming grayish-white tide.

"They're here." His voice was low, like rocks colliding.

Behind him, a million Earth Spirit warriors stood in neat formation. Stone shields formed an airtight wall, and stone spears protruded from the gaps like the spines of a hedgehog.

"Raise shields."

A million stone shields were raised simultaneously. The defensive runes on the shields erupted with earthy yellow light, which merged into a massive curtain of light that covered the entire front line.

The Rock King raised his massive shield and blocked the very front.

"As long as the earth is unbroken, the Hou Tu Realm shall not perish."

The tide of Rakshasa crashed into the Earth Spirits' shield wall.

BOOM!!!

A violent shockwave spread in all directions, shaking the earth until it cracked.

Rakshasa claws tore at the shield wall, producing a piercing sound of metal grinding. Earthy yellow light collided with dark gold blood energy, sending sparks flying.

In the first wave of impact, the shield wall didn't budge.

The Rakshasa warriors were sent flying back by the shock. Some crashed into their companions behind them, while others slammed into the ground, creating deep pits.

Zhao Tiezhu stood at the front, his dark gold vertical pupils staring at the shield wall, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"What a tough turtle shell."

The Rock King's voice came from behind the shield wall, low like rocks colliding: "Rakshasa? Never heard of them. But your claws aren't hard enough."

He raised his giant shield and gave it a sudden shove forward.

A massive force erupted from the shield wall, sending the front row of Rakshasa warriors flying. They tumbled through the air; some hit rocks, others hit the ground, spitting blood.

The Rock King stepped forward, and the shield wall advanced with him.

"The defensive line of the Hou Tu Realm is not something you can break through."

Zhao Tiezhu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his dark gold vertical pupils burning with battle intent.

"Hard?" He grinned. "I like it hard."

He raised his claws, dark gold blood energy condensing at the tips.

"Rakshasa, change formation! Wedge Formation!"

1.2 million Rakshasa instantly changed formation. The strongest warriors rushed to the front to form the tip of the wedge, while the ordinary warriors followed behind to form the body.

Zhao Tiezhu stood at the very tip of the wedge, dark gold blood energy surging around him like burning flames.

"Rakshasa, break!"

The Wedge Formation slammed into the shield wall.

This time, it wasn't just a normal impact; it was the concentration of all the Rakshasa's power into a single point.

Zhao Tiezhu's claws tore into the shield wall. Dark gold blood energy collided with earthy yellow light, erupting in a deafening roar.

The shield wall began to tremble.

The Rock King's eyes narrowed slightly.

"This power...?"

He tried his best to stabilize the shield wall, but the impact of the Wedge Formation was too strong. The shield wall of a million Earth Spirits began to crack before the Rakshasa's Wedge Formation.

One crack.

Two cracks.

Three cracks.

Cracks spread across the shield wall, and the earthy yellow light began to dim.

The Rock King roared and poured all his strength into the shield wall. The defensive runes on the shields burst with blinding light, and the cracks began to heal.

But Zhao Tiezhu wouldn't give him the chance.

"Second wave! Charge!"

A second wave of Rakshasa warriors rushed out from the Wedge Formation, leaping over their companions' shoulders to vault over the shield wall through the cracks, landing among the Earth Spirit ranks.

Claws tore, fangs bit. Dark gold blood energy and earthy yellow light intertwined as the battlefield instantly turned into a meat grinder.

The Earth Spirits' formation began to fall into chaos.

The Rock King roared and swung his giant shield, sending Rakshasa flying one after another, but there were too many of them. They poured in like a tide, wave after wave, never stopping until death.

Above the Tianyuan Arena, the eye of destiny's voice was broadcasting the battle, but no one was listening anymore.

Because the eyes of thirty-two trillion spectators were all glued to their seats by the footage of Match 247.

"My God..." In the Tianxuan Star Sector, a commentator's voice trembled. "Rakshasa... what kind of race is this? Aren't they afraid of death?"

"1.2 million Rakshasa charging a shield wall of a million Earth Spirits, a head-on collision!" another commentator's voice shook with excitement. "Did you see that? That Rakshasa King—he tore through the defense of a Rank Six Earth Deity with one claw! Rank Six!"

"The Hou Tu Realm's shield wall is collapsing! Rock King Shi Gandang is retreating! He's retreating!"

Qinglin Province, Chu Family Main City.

Thirty million people stood up from their seats, letting out a deafening cheer.

"Tear it open! Tear open that turtle shell!"

"Rakshasa! Rakshasa! Rakshasa!"

"Su Bai! Su Bai! Su Bai!"

On the provincial viewing platform, Chu Zhentian's fingers stopped tapping.

His eyes were fixed on the greenish-gray figure on the light screen, his pupils narrowing slightly.

"Rakshasa..." he whispered. "Six Paths of Reincarnation... Asura Path... this child, has his world already begun to give birth to Laws?"

Chu Kuangren's mouth hung open, the wine bottle in his hand nearly falling to the ground.

"Holy crap... what is this? Humans mutated? Became warriors? 1.2 million lunatics?"

In a corner of the viewing platform, Lin Canglan's eyes lit up.

Her lips trembled slightly—not out of fear, but excitement.

"Is this your true strength..."

Hou Tu Realm, front line.

Three massive cracks had appeared in the Rock King's shield wall.

Rakshasa warriors poured through the cracks, engaging the Earth Spirits in close-quarters combat. Rakshasa claws could tear through the Earth Spirits' rocky bodies, their fangs could bite through stone spears, and their speed and power left the Earth Spirits completely unable to cope.

But there were so many Earth Spirits.

Five million Earth Spirits: one million on the front line, four million in the rear.

For every Earth Spirit that fell, two more took its place. For every crack that was torn open, ten stone shields blocked it.

The Rock King stood at the very front, his giant shield swinging like the wind, sending dozens of Rakshasa flying with every strike. His body was covered in claw marks, his basalt skin riddled with countless cracks, and dark gold blood energy was corroding his body through those cracks.

But he did not retreat.

"Warriors of the Hou Tu Realm! Do not retreat!" His voice was like thunder. "The earth is beneath our feet, and the enemy is before us! Even if we die, we die behind the shield wall!"

The Earth Spirits' morale was ignited.

They let out low battle cries, raised their stone shields, and advanced.

The Rakshasa tide was held back.

Zhao Tiezhu stood in the center of the battlefield, covered in blood. Three stone spears were stuck in his body, and a large chunk of the chitinous scales on his left arm had been torn away, revealing dark gold flesh. But his eyes were brighter than ever.

"Good." He grinned. "Now we're talking."

He took a deep breath, and dark gold blood energy surged around him like burning flames.

"Rakshasa King's Wrath!"

His body began to swell. From three meters to four, four to five. His fangs became more prominent, his claws sharper, and his chitinous scales thicker.

His rank broke through from the peak of Rank Five to Rank Six.

Breaking through in the heat of battle.

Zhao Tiezhu let out a heaven-shaking roar and slammed a fist into the Rock King's shield wall.

BOOM!!!

The shield wall shattered.

The Rock King's body was sent flying back, crashing through three rows of Earth Spirit formations behind him before hitting the ground and creating a pit a hundred zhang in diameter.

A deep fist print appeared on his giant shield.

Around the fist print, dark gold blood energy was corroding the defensive runes on the shield's surface, causing them to extinguish one by one.

The Rock King struggled to stand up, his deep gray eyes filled with disbelief.

"Rank Six... You broke through in the middle of battle?"

Zhao Tiezhu stood on the ruins of the shield wall, his dark gold vertical pupils looking down at him, his mouth curling into a ferocious smile.

"The warriors of the Underworld will never disappoint."

He raised his claws and pointed toward the depths of the Hou Tu Realm.

"Rakshasa, keep charging!"