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145: Attack begins

"Revered Master."

Zhang Hai and Su Yao noticed Li Haotian's appearance and bowed respectfully, while some of the veteran soldiers who had been here for a long time wore expressions of confusion.

The young man before them was actually Zhang Hai's Revered Master, likely an Elder of the Heavenly Profound Sect. No one looked down on him; this place had always operated on the principle of speaking through strength and fists. While higher Cultivation did not necessarily mean stronger combat power, Cultivation was, after all, the foundation.

"Your Revered Master has come to fight alongside you!"

Li Haotian stretched his limbs and revealed a calm smile.

With just that single sentence, Su Yao and Zhang Hai immediately felt a sense of great relief in their hearts.

With their Revered Master there to back them up, they were not afraid at all, even if they faced the fiercest attacks.

Li Haotian had always been the source of confidence for these two Disciples.

【Host detected to be facing formidable alien races. New Mission: Resist the alien assault and raise your Reputation Points to 0/500,000. Reward: Unlock System video calling feature, allowing you to contact Disciples or death servants anytime, anywhere.】

Li Haotian paused for a moment, then laughed. Isn't this just like that green bubble app from modern times? Although it only had a calling function, it was powerful enough.

Usually, if he wanted to communicate with his Disciples or Lin Tianxuan, he had to use sound transmission techniques, which were quite troublesome.

With this feature, not only could he contact his Disciples anytime, anywhere, but he could also detect when they were in danger.

Although Du Xian was not his Disciple, he was still one of his followers, so this feature would work for him as well.

This was the first time Li Haotian had seen "Reputation Points." The System had never introduced this value before; it had just suddenly popped up this time.

"What does Reputation Points mean?"

The System responded quickly.

"As long as the Host appears on the battlefield and brings confidence to the defending soldiers, you can accumulate a certain amount of Reputation. Your current Reputation Points are: 2, provided by your two Disciples."

"To obtain more Reputation Points, you must make more people regard you as their backbone, making them believe that as long as you are there, the defensive line cannot be breached."

Li Haotian understood instantly. So it was just a reputation System. Although these Reputation Points couldn't be exchanged for any good items, they could increase his prestige, which wasn't a bad thing.

He had been in the Sect for so long, and everyone had taken good care of him. After all, he represented the face of the Heavenly Profound Sect.

Although this might bring him some danger, Li Haotian didn't care at all.

An hour later, the alien army slowly began to advance. They were distributed unusually evenly, directly surrounding the entire city, and then began to shrink the encirclement bit by bit.

Within these armies, one could clearly identify different races through one phalanx after another.

Li Haotian raised an eyebrow slightly. The alien races didn't seem to be a monolithic block; they clearly didn't trust each other, which was why they had their own armies form independent phalanxes.

In his imagination, when these guys attacked, they should have been mixed together, attacking the city wall collectively. He hadn't expected them to charge the wall as independent races.

The race they were facing on this defensive line was clearly a bit strange. It wasn't that anything else was strange; just looking at their appearance was extremely repulsive.

Their huge heads were clearly those of elephants, yet they possessed human bodies and limbs. They looked very muscular, but it was extremely bizarre.

It went without saying that this alien race excelled in Physical Body strength.

"Heh heh, the first one to charge the wall and climb up will be rewarded with one hundred thousand blood meals!"

The leader of the White Elephant Clan stood on a chariot, draped in a robe. He held a giant axe in his hand, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

Upon hearing his words, all the White Elephant Clan warriors immediately became fired up, their Battle Intent surging to the heavens.

"Blood meals" meant the flesh of the Human Race. One hundred thousand blood meals meant one hundred thousand Human Race corpses. Nothing here could compare to the temptation these blood meals held for them.

As they were about to approach the city wall, a massive number of White Elephant Clan Powerhouses accelerated. The ground they passed over instantly cracked; the powerful force they stomped onto the ground created a recoil effect for them.

They began to rush toward the direction of the city wall at an extremely fast speed.

Although they looked quite sturdy and slow-moving, their speed was not lacking at all.

Relying solely on their Physical Body to travel, their speed could match that of Powerhouses in the same Realm, while also possessing powerful defense and strength.

Zhang Hai and the others had already faced alien Powerhouses before. With just a light wave of his hand, the Cultivators under him immediately understood what it meant and began to employ long-range attack methods.

A large amount of multicolored light poured down from the city wall. Besides their section of the wall, other places were the same.

Everyone began using long-range attacks to obstruct the alien races and wear down their warriors.

Attack after attack of immense power appeared on the battlefield. The first batch of charging alien races were basically suicide squads; they were doomed to die.

Facing the overwhelming attacks, they had no other way and could only rely on their bodies or some artifacts to withstand it head-on.

It was obviously useless.

The White Elephant Clan Powerhouses in the very front were instantly torn to pieces by the powerful attacks.

However, their speed was also very fast, and their numbers were extremely high. In just a short while, they reached the vicinity of the city wall and began to climb up.

Fortunately, most of the alien races could not fly, so the city wall built by the Human Race served a great purpose.

This city wall was a hundred meters thick and a hundred zhang high, looking very secure and indestructible.

These alien Powerhouses were no pushovers either. Stomping their right feet on the ground allowed them to launch themselves into the sky, creating one gap after another in the city wall, and then quickly climbing upward.

Races known for their numbers even used a human ladder method to send their clansmen up.

It was just like a zombie horde outbreak in a horror movie.

"Counterattack!"

Zhang Hai roared, then waved his iron fists and charged up.

Su Yao followed closely behind. The two of them stood on the battlements of the city wall and attacked downward with all their might.

The other Cultivators did the same. They were just one squad for this section of the wall; every section of the wall had three squads alternating. Once one squad was tired from fighting and had consumed a large amount of spiritual power, others would take their place.

The Powerhouses attacked one after another. The White Elephant Clan Powerhouses were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses in the front, but even more were approaching the city wall and beginning to climb up.

"Not good!"

A Cultivator let out a scream. He hadn't paid attention, and without knowing when, a White Elephant Clan member had appeared on the wall. The opponent had clearly taken advantage of the chaos to sneak onto the wall and launched a sneak attack on him.

The human and the elephant fought in a stalemate, but with the help of others, they successfully killed this White Elephant Clan member.

Li Haotian did not make a move, watching quietly from the side as he spread his Divine Sense out and saw the scene on other parts of the city wall.

On a section of the wall nearby, there were Iron Fist Valley Powerhouses.

Zhang Sanquan, wearing a suit of armor, waved his fists and continuously struck the enemies hard.

He shouted and yelled while killing, all while continuously releasing his aura. The Cultivators fighting beside him clearly had high morale!

Seeing this, Li Haotian understood immediately.

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