45: Chapter 45 The End of the National War

Under Yuan Chen's gaze.

The army began to form a Formation under Luo Tian's command.

Hundreds of thousands of people waved their weapons simultaneously.

Unified movements and unified dramatic lines.

Then, above the crowd.

A phantom giant stood tall.

Holding a giant axe.

Luo Tian, who was at the center of the crowd, dripped a drop of blood into the great cauldron before him.

The giant above mimicked Luo Tian's movements.

"Advancing Warrior, strike!"

The opposing side did not sit idly by either.

Soldiers within the imperial city formed small, individual Formations.

They continuously charged the defensive Formation in the sky.

Yuan Chen marveled at this.

So that was how it worked.

No wonder such Formations did not exist within the Cultivation World and were only popular in the Mortal Realm.

These Formations merely mobilized the morale and strength of Mortals, concentrating it on the strongest individual.

It was simply a better way to coordinate everyone's power.

They would prosper together and suffer together.

Otherwise, most of the people here would be no different from ordinary Mortals.

A single expert could easily slaughter them.

The war would be completely meaningless.

Now, it would be impossible for anyone to defeat them one by one.

When someone attacked one of them, the damage received by that person would be shared by tens of thousands.

Once distributed, the damage would be no more than a tickle.

These Mortals had no cultivation base at all.

The combined strength, when channeled into Luo Tian, who was at the Golden Core Peak, could still be withstood.

But if this were used in the Cultivation World...

The moment tens of thousands of Cultivators tried to channel their strength into the strongest individual, that person would instantly explode.

There would be no need to even fight.

"I must thank Young Master Yuan for this."

Just as he was pondering while watching the interesting Formation attacks.

An aged voice came from behind him.

Yuan Chen turned around: "Ancestor Huoyun is too polite."

"This was merely a promise my mother made back then."

He was not surprised.

It was now time for the final decisive battle.

It was expected that Ancestor Huoyun would come here.

Ancestor Huoyun smiled and said nothing more.

Even so.

He had already heard of what Yuan Chen had done while he was stationed in the imperial city.

If not for Yuan Chen, the battlefield might have already shifted to the Great Yan Dynasty's imperial city.

However, since Yuan Chen had already said that, he did not intend to dwell on it.

Verbal thanks were not as good as showing appreciation through actual actions.

As for actual actions...

Their imperial palace was incredibly poor.

There was likely nothing that would catch Yuan Chen's eye.

Then let this matter end here...

At any rate, his thick skin could withstand the strange looks of others.

Yuan Chen did not mind that Ancestor Huoyun showed no tangible gratitude.

In this remote place.

All the wealth here combined probably couldn't compare to a few casual meals at the Azure Dragon Palace.

"Young Friend Yuan, please wait here for a moment."

"Let this old man go and handle some matters."

After a moment of silence between the two, Ancestor Huoyun spoke.

Yuan Chen nodded: "Please, go ahead."

At this moment, the battle between the two sides had taken a new turn.

Just as Luo Tian directed the giant to shatter the defensive Formation.

Old Ancestor Mo Li, who was guarding the capital, finally appeared.

Taking advantage of the moment the giant was distracted.

He thrust his spear into the giant's glabella.

Old Ancestor Mo Li, who was at the Peak of the Nascent Soul Early Stage and about to enter the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

Coupled with the augmentation of tens of thousands of Mortals behind him.

He was completely suppressing Luo Tian, who was augmented by two hundred thousand soldiers.

Under the sneak attack by Old Ancestor Mo Li just now.

Luo Tian spat out a mouthful of blood.

The two hundred thousand soldiers also simultaneously looked dispirited.

Some Mortals with weaker Physiques even fainted on the spot.

Seeing this, Ancestor Huoyun did not dare to delay any longer.

Old Ancestor Mo Li was indeed a notch stronger than him.

If he waited until the opponent dealt with the giant, his own situation would become very difficult.

When Ancestor Huoyun joined.

The scene became equivalent to two Nascent Soul Early Stage Cultivators besieging one Nascent Soul Middle Stage expert.

Old Ancestor Mo Li was forced into a continuous retreat.

He had already been slashed several times by Ancestor Huoyun.

"Everyone, are you not going to attack yet?"

Old Ancestor Mo Li roared.

Below, there were still over a hundred Sect Disciples.

Among them were two Golden Core Late Stage experts.

If they all attacked together, even Ancestor Huoyun would have to perish on the spot.

This was something everyone had agreed upon when the National War began, just in case.

But now, after he shouted, not a single person responded.

The Sect Disciples looked at each other.

With Yuan Chen watching from the outside, they dared not make a move recklessly.

Meanwhile, the reinforcements from the Great Yan Dynasty stood in the rear, waiting.

Their purpose was no longer needed.

Without unified training, it was impossible for them to join the Formation.

Furthermore, even if they could join, it was unknown if Luo Tian could withstand it.

Fortunately, the outcome was already clear, so they were not in a hurry.

The Sect Disciples, on the contrary, started chatting excitedly.

They didn't expect to actually win.

Now the Sect's rewards would fall into their hands.

In mid-air, the situation became increasingly unfavorable for Old Ancestor Mo Li.

Ancestor Huoyun did not take over the command from Luo Tian.

The soldiers were more accustomed to being commanded by the Great General Luo Tian.

Even if Ancestor Huoyun took command, he might not be much better than Luo Tian.

This was the reason why Old Ancestor Mo Li's combat power fluctuated during the battle.

Yuan Chen watched the three fighting, his lips curling slightly.

This combat power boost wasn't much after all!

However, he also knew.

In the Mortal Realm, even a slight increase in strength could change the course of a war.

He took out a few chairs from his storage ring and let his wife sit down.

He even comfortably took out a stone table and placed some fruits on it.

He watched the battle with great interest.

It was a pity General Yang Jiuer was not there.

She was currently attacking with the army.

"It's almost over."

Old Ancestor Mo Li's aura was already somewhat unstable.

Yuan Chen muttered casually.

Finally, he could go home.

Just as his voice fell, Zhu Zhen and Ma Ke appeared outside the battlefield.

They held a Magical Artifact resembling Aladdin's lamp.

It seemed they were about to carry out the cleanup work.

The two did not step forward for the time being, patiently waiting for the battle to end.

One of Old Ancestor Mo Li's arms exploded.

He could not be bothered to waste energy condensing a new arm.

A bitter feeling welled up in his heart.

It seemed it was over.

The subjects of the Great Mo watching from below all turned pale.

After the defeat, according to the agreement, they would all be handed over to the Great Yan Dynasty to deal with.

Whether they lived or died depended entirely on a single thought from Ancestor Huoyun.

If they resisted, the Xuandu Sect would also step in to suppress them.

There was not a single hope of success.

Inside the illusion Formation in the corner.

Hei Xuan had also stood up.

"Put the Profound Nether Stone, Meteor Heart Rock... into the Formation eyes!"

"Be careful, do not let anyone discover you."

Previously, he was worried that the fluctuations caused when the Formation was completed would attract Old Ancestor Mo Li's attention.

But at this moment, the aftermath of the battle could completely cover it.

Plus, everyone was distracted by the battle.

This was a great opportunity to act.

Yuan Chen stood in the distance, secretly guessing.

"Those Demon Race should have started, right?"

Hua Tong had already confessed all their plans back then.

Yuan Chen did not intend to intervene.

It would just be a pity not to watch this good show.