313: Chapter 313 Strong Reinforcements

With all eyes upon him, how could Dongfang Lin possibly retreat?

Besides, he had never taken Kunkun seriously.

"Hmph! You wretched beast, is your master too afraid to appear? Did he send you here to die?"

"Wretched beast?" Kunkun's gaze turned cold. He cast aside any thoughts of testing his opponent with bare hands and summoned the universe seal.

Of course, he had layered the seal with countless disguises; to outsiders, it appeared only as a mass of golden light.

"Hmm?" The moment Dongfang Lin saw the golden light, his pupils constricted. Intuition told him this object was not simple.

Just as he braced himself for battle, a shout suddenly erupted from not far away.

"Immortal Dongfang, for a guy who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth like this, you should just suppress him with one hand!"

"Let him know what an Immortal is! What despair is!"

As soon as Lin Bei's shout rang out, it immediately stirred up many Cultivators of the Ancient Desolate Alliance.

"That's right! The Lord of the Heavenly Court speaks with great wisdom!"

"Yes, yes, yes! If the Immortal just lifts his hand and crushes him, it will truly demonstrate his inviolable majesty!"

"I think the Immortal intended to do exactly that!"

"Exactly, the Immortal can definitely suppress this alien race with just one hand!"

...

"What the f..." Feeling the increasingly expectant gazes, Dongfang Lin almost cursed out loud!

Kunkun's eyes rolled, and he let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, "Suppress this handsome one with one hand? In your dreams!"

He then brandished the universe seal and smashed it fiercely toward Dongfang Lin.

The Fire Bird's roar was like the final piece of firewood placing Dongfang Lin onto the grill.

Despite his gloomy expression, he maintained an otherworldly posture, keeping one hand behind his back while unleashing all his power with the other to strike forward.

"I can only take a minor injury to play along with this act... Damn Lord of the Heavenly Court!"

While he cursed Lin Bei in his heart, the Fire Bird had already arrived before him. The golden light shattered layers of air waves and slammed violently into his right arm.

"Wrong! This isn't right..." Dongfang Lin's expression changed abruptly; he only felt an irresistible force slamming into him.

His entire body plummeted like a shooting star, sinking into the earth below.

The world fell into an instant silence.

A few breaths later, many people pointed at the golden figure standing proudly in the air, their voices trembling.

"He... He smashed the Immortal into the ground?! "

"It seems... it seems that really happened..."

"But... but how is this possible?"

...

Suddenly, Dongfang Lin's figure burst out from underground, reappearing before everyone's eyes.

He looked rather miserable, disheveled, with one arm hanging limp and threads of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Ignoring everyone's gazes, he stared straight at the golden mass in the Fire Bird's hand, saying nothing.

"Eh?" This scene left Lin Bei somewhat confused, "Could it be... that an Immortal Artifact is also a rare item in the Immortal Realm?"

Facing Dongfang Lin's gaze, Kunkun was also baffled. He raised the universe seal in front of him, "What? Do you want it? I won't give it to you!"

"Kill!" The battle erupted in an instant!

Dongfang Lin produced his own Peak Emperor Weapon and attacked Kunkun with ruthless moves.

Lin Bei's guess was correct; in the Immortal Realm, let alone True Immortals, even many Immortal Kings could not possess an Immortal Artifact.

This was simply because refining an Immortal Artifact required investing a not-insignificant amount of immortal jade!

immortal jade was something that True Immortals basically could not touch.

With preparations made and an Emperor Weapon in hand, Dongfang Lin's combat power doubled.

Wielding the Immortal weapon, Kunkun was at a disadvantage, but he could barely hold his ground for a short time.

"Marshal! We will assist you!" Seeing this, the Great Emperors of the Nine Clans flew forward.

However, an old man with greasy hands appeared silently before them.

"Don't be in such a rush; let the old man test your mettle!"

The Great Emperors of the Nine Clans felt a chill in their hearts and dared not be careless; they had long received news.

The old man before them was an existence no weaker than Dongfang Lin.

"Roar, roar, roar..." Nine golden Dragons instantly surrounded the Lord of Sacred Heart Mansion.

"Nine Dragons..." A hint of nostalgia appeared deep in the eyes of the Lord of Sacred Heart Mansion. He casually tossed away the remaining chicken leg in his hand and pretended to be struggling to resist the Formation.

Meanwhile, the two armies finally began their battle.

With forces of this scale, neither side clearly intended to fight one-on-one.

Both sides divided their armies into ten-thousand-man squads to unleash collective attacks.

"That ten-thousand-man squad over there! Collective fire attack!" Long Jiba stood in front of a squad, pointing at a unit of the Ancient Desolate Alliance.

"Swish, swish, swish..." Ten thousand fire snakes immediately flew out, merging in the air into a giant Fire Dragon, charging at the Ancient Desolate Alliance with claws and fangs bared.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry... block it!" The Ancient Desolate Alliance army under attack was in a panic, and only when the Fire Dragon neared did they barely manage to condense a water shield.

"Roar..." The Fire Dragon roared, breaking through the water shield by consuming only forty percent of its power, then rushed into the crowd, wreaking havoc.

By the time the Fire Dragon dissipated, nearly a thousand of this ten-thousand-man squad of the Ancient Desolate Alliance had been killed or injured.

Scenes like this were ubiquitous on the battlefield. The Yinming Army had been sweeping through the Southern Region for a long time, so their team coordination was naturally incomparable to the Ancient Desolate Alliance army that had never seen real combat.

Fortunately, the Alliance army was more than twice as large as the Yinming Army, which was the only reason they managed to stabilize the situation.

However, as the Saints and Great Sages joined the battle, the balance of the battlefield was immediately broken.

There was no help for it; in the Yinming Land ranks, there were simply too many Cultivators at these two Realms—over three hundred Great Sages, and several thousand Saints!

"You all go too!" Lin Bei turned to look at the Heavenly Court members behind him, "Remember what I said!"

The hundred-plus young Prodigies of the Heavenly Court and the Sacred Beasts of Shudao Mountain were already rubbing their hands, eager to try. Hearing this, they charged into the battlefield without a word.

The Nine-Fire Holy Spirit and the Great King Holy Infant curled their lips. These two guys had lived long enough, and their eyelashes were hollow; they vaguely understood what Lin Bei meant.

The two did not choose the Great Sage battlefield; instead, they constantly roamed among the ordinary Cultivator squads, stepping in to save some ordinary Cultivators who had fallen into crisis.

This time, the Old Turtle and Fairy Vermilion Bird Zhu Zhu remained at the Heavenly Court and did not come.

Qin Xiaobo looked at the Cultivators constantly dying on the battlefield, her eyes filled with unbearable pity.

"Brother Lin? Does it really have to be this way?"

Lin Bei nodded, "Shi Yunmeng was right; the Cultivators of the Yinming Land have returned with hatred, and a brief release is unavoidable!"

He was unable to perceive that at this moment, every time a Cultivator died on the battlefield, a wisp of invisible white smoke would emerge, then slowly drift toward Lin Bei and burrow into his body.

A hundred wisps, a thousand wisps, ten thousand wisps...

The addition of the Heavenly Court members ultimately failed to bridge the gap in strength between the two sides.

Gradually, Saints of the Ancient Desolate Alliance began to fall.

Soon, a second one appeared, then a third...

"Immortal! We can't hold them off!" Seeing that the situation was about to collapse, Great Sage Er Ha helplessly sent a voice transmission to Dongfang Lin.

"A bunch of trash!" Dongfang Lin had already suppressed Kunkun and was thinking about how to seize the Immortal Artifact; hearing this, he couldn't help but curse under his breath.

His gaze lingered on the golden light in the Fire Bird's hand for a moment, then swept toward Lin Bei in the distance with some unwillingness, just about to order a retreat.

Suddenly! Five brilliant attacks swept in from the horizon and landed in the Yinming Army!