154: Teleportation Array

A vast cloud of dust surged forth again, as large armies of Foreign Race stomped the ground and launched another attack on the city wall at extreme speed.

Only a single day had passed, yet they seemed to have made a decision; it was still the White Elephant Clan facing the city wall defended by the Heavenly Profound Sect, with a massive number of White Elephant Clan Powerhouses rushing forward.

Zhang Hai stood upon the city wall at this moment, accompanied by five Centurions, all of whom were under his command.

He now commanded over a thousand people. Since being promoted to Chiliarch, the amount of resources he received had also increased, and the Salary for this month alone surprised him.

Staying here for a month basically earned one a year's worth of Sect Salary, as this place required life-or-death combat, with fighting possible at any time.

One could easily die on the battlefield. As such, the Soldiers stationed here naturally received higher Salaries.

"Oh my gosh."

Little Fatty Bai huddled on the city wall, trembling. Originally, Li Haotian planned to keep this fellow in the Mansion, but after thinking about it, he ultimately decided to keep him farther away from where he lived.

What if this place where he lived collapsed again next time? He only had this one Courtyard.

Watching Little Fatty Bai gradually hide inside an Iron Pot, poking out a small head to observe the outside, Zhang Hai felt speechless.

This guy was too cowardly.

Soon, following the same routine as before, they began assaulting the city. Li Haotian slowly floated high in the sky, radiating brilliant light, causing Little Fatty Bai to freeze instantly.

He had indeed heard that someone wearing Golden Armor had blocked the attack of a Quasi-Emperor Expert, but he hadn't known who it was. So it was his Revered Master!

Li Haotian exuded waves of Aura, his powerful Qi dominating the entire field and once again obstructing the attacks of the White Elephant Clan Powerhouses.

While Little Fatty Bai was stunned, White Elephant Powerhouses had already begun climbing the city wall below.

"Kill!"

Zhang Hai swung his fists, his entire body covered in layer upon layer of Scales, clearly resembling a powerful Spirit Beast. With one punch, he smashed a White Elephant Clan Nirvana Realm Expert down.

Little Fatty Bai looked around and chose a section of the city wall where more people were gathered, planning to fish in troubled waters here.

The attacking Powerhouses here were not particularly strong. His Nirvana Cultivation was powerful enough. With an Iron Pot in his left hand and an Iron Shovel in his right, he looked exactly like a God of War.

Facing White Elephant Clan Powerhouses whose Cultivation was much weaker than his, he struck fiercely, killing the opponent with a single blow.

If he encountered someone stronger than himself, he immediately retreated quietly, hiding behind other Powerhouses and letting them handle it.

Li Haotian watched this guy's fighting style, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. This fellow was as steady as an old dog, clearly cherishing his life greatly, but he couldn't criticize him, as everyone must be responsible for their own life.

Following round after round of assaults, a day and a night passed. The Foreign Race was still attacking, and the Cultivators on the city wall had been replaced three times.

In the interim, some Powerhouses tried to cause trouble for Li Haotian. Several Quasi-Emperor Experts launched sneak attacks, targeting not only Li Haotian but also Powerhouses from the other Ten Great Powers.

Fortunately, they were all successfully blocked by their own Powerhouses, and there were no significant casualties.

Li Haotian was irritated by this War of Attrition; they would all strike once, and if they missed, they immediately turned and ran.

It could be said that these guys also cherished their lives greatly. Their various methods left the Chiefs and Powerhouses from all sides exhausted and constantly rushing, and unexpected situations arose on the field from time to time.

The low-level Disciples were fine; even if someone sacrificed themselves, others could be rotated in to replace them. However, if these Commanders died just like that, it would be a huge pity.

Those who became Commanders must not only be strong but also possess decent Cultivation. If they were ambushed and killed on the battlefield, that would be a loss for the entire Faction.

Li Haotian gradually relaxed his guard a bit. These guys basically struck once and ran, never fighting him desperately; they essentially went all out once and then retreated.

Therefore, there was no need to keep his nerves constantly tense.

After repeated probes, the Foreign Race gradually gathered several Powerhouses.

"Hmph, this kid is certainly not simple. Fortunately, we didn't strike immediately. This guy definitely has a Treasure on him. If we tried to use Displacement techniques, we would likely fail."

A Foreign Race Powerhouse kept sneering. They had just notified their respective clans to dispatch an Emperor Expert.

This guy held a great secret. Everyone who fought him knew his Cultivation was only at the Saint level, not particularly strong, yet he could block the attacks of a Quasi-Emperor Expert.

Not to mention that this guy actually had the ability to treat Shadow Clan Toxins—it was simply outrageous.

With this guy present, the casualties on the Human Race side would be significantly reduced, which was definitely not what the Foreign Race wanted to see.

Soon, Emperor Experts appeared one after another on the battlefield, all sweeping their disdainful gazes over the city wall.

In their eyes, this kid had no real ability; he was just an ordinary Saint, yet they had to mobilize so many Emperor Experts for him.

It was like using a cannon to shoot a mosquito.

Soon, the Foreign Race group began to stir.

A Quasi-Emperor Expert slowly approached the city wall. He disguised himself as an ordinary Soldier, charging toward the wall bit by bit, intending to unleash his full strength at the closest range.

Soon, he approached the city wall and successfully climbed onto it, then abruptly released his full Qi.

The surrounding Powerhouses were suffocated by this Qi, and all retreated several steps with ugly expressions.

Immediately afterward, he leaped up and grabbed toward the figure in the air. Li Haotian noticed the sneer constantly appearing on the opponent's face, and then directly threw a punch; he wasn't even willing to use a Magic Treasure.

The wuji sword only required Soul Emergence to easily block the opponent's attack.

Along with the sensation of the earth shaking and mountains trembling, that person was immediately hammered away and quickly fled into the distance.

Li Haotian carelessly shook his hand. The next moment, he felt the hairs on his entire body stand on end.

A full four Emperor Experts appeared around him in the blink of an eye. Raising their hands simultaneously, a gigantic Formation instantly appeared beneath them.

"Not good!"

Lin Tianxuan reacted. He had been secretly protecting Li Haotian. Seeing four Emperor Experts strike simultaneously, his heart tightened, and he quickly tore open space, preparing to help.

But the next moment, this Formation suddenly erupted with silver light, and the four Emperor Experts along with Li Haotian were swept away and vanished into the air.

Lin Tianxuan was instantly shocked and showed extreme rage on his face. That Formation was clearly a Long-Distance Teleportation Formation!

If anything happened to his Revered Master, he, Lin Tianxuan, wouldn't survive either!

"Ghost One, Ghost Two, act now! I want the Foreign Race dead!"