Regardless, as the leader of the Blood Clan, Blood King Chunyu could not tolerate humanity's unbridled actions and rampage on Blood Clan territory.
If the human army were to march in, burning and looting with impunity, wouldn't all his years of effort become a colossal joke?
At that point, he, the King of Revival revered by countless Blood Clan members, would be crucified on the pillar of shame.
Who knew how future generations would speak of him after his death?
Therefore, no matter what, Blood King Chunyu had to deal with this human army, not just for his pride, but because it was a matter that could profoundly impact his legacy, both during his life and after.
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The Blood Clan, having recovered, was now fully prepared. They reinforced their checkpoints, amassed tens of millions of troops, and launched a nearly frantic counterattack.
The Blood Clan, with their special physiology, strong regenerative abilities, and various marvelous racial divine powers, became even more formidable when formed into an army.
Facing the multi-pronged offensive of the human army, the Blood Clan members scattered across various regions unleashed their powerful combat capabilities, resisting fiercely and refusing to retreat. This bought crucial time for the Blood Clan's larger mobilization.
While the human army, relying on the element of surprise and meticulous planning, initially gained some advantage, as time passed, the stunned Blood Clan members began to react, gradually leveling the playing field. Consequently, the two sides were locked in a fierce, evenly matched struggle.
Both the Human and Blood Clans were fighting with their full strength in this war, with nearly a hundred million troops clashing on the battlefield.
Across a frontline stretching hundreds of thousands of miles, human and Blood Clan warriors fought tooth and nail, locked in a relentless battle that devolved into a grinding war of attrition.
In such a state, the death rate was the highest, with casualties occurring almost every moment.
After half a month of intense engagements, the Blood Clan ultimately gained the upper hand, routing the eight million strong central army of humanity.
Huang Hualuo, leading the remnants of the central army, retreated into pre-constructed defensive lines. Relying on these strategically advantageous and exceptionally fortified positions, they managed to withstand the Blood Clan's desperate counteroffensive.
...
Huang Hualuo cleaved through Blood King Chunyu with a single sword strike. The blade of the Human Emperor Sword flowed with intensely concentrated emperor's dao laws. Each downward strike was akin to a combined assault from thousands of emperors, forcing even Blood King Chunyu to exert his full strength to defend.
Both Huang Hualuo and Blood King Chunyu were top-tier King Realm powerhouses. Their clash was a fierce contest where neither could gain a decisive advantage.
Wukongzi, Zhang Fan, Cao Ming, Yan Li, Wei Liqiu, Tao Le, Lei Nuo, Blood Baal, Blood Gareth, Blood Shak, Blood Mikina, Blood Lif, Blood Meng, Blood Tos, Blood Tianmeng, and others were also engaged in heated combat!
High above, the battle between Huang Hualuo and Blood King Chunyu grew increasingly brutal.
Every sword swing from Huang Hualuo unleashed sword qi that could pierce through heaven and earth, illuminating the nine heavens. Blood King Chunyu was terrifyingly powerful; every movement he made possessed immeasurable might, and the laws of blood surged, turning the heavens and earth crimson.
Just as the front lines raged with constant casualties, a group of deeply hidden human formation masters appeared in the Blood Clan's deep rear.
Among these formation masters, an elder at the forefront gazed at the sky, as if calculating something with his fingers.
His name was Ouyang Mo, the most formidable formation master of humanity.
At this moment, he stood in a valley, holding the mid-grade spiritual treasure, the Zi Wu Ding Gui Pan.
The Human and Blood Clans were currently engaged in an unprecedented decisive battle, one that would determine whether humanity's destiny would lead to prosperity or annihilation.
Crucially, it hinged on whether Wu Tao could bring the five million cultivators.
For these five million cultivators to appear unnoticed in the Blood Clan's vulnerable rear was a monumental task fraught with peril.
"The Human Kings are about to reach their limit. I must hurry..."
Ouyang Mo said with a grave expression.
He directed the surrounding formation masters, using formation flags, talismans, spirit stones, and other resources, to rapidly construct a colossal teleportation array.
With the mid-grade spiritual treasure Zi Wu Ding Gui Pan as its foundation, Ouyang Mo spared no expense, consuming vast quantities of spatial divine beast blood, inscribing nine palace restrictive patterns with ancient tripod script, and employing numbers related to the two, three, one, five, eight, and nine – all essential components for a world-shattering formation.
The super spatial displacement array was built upon eighty-one rotating restrictive formations, powered by countless formation flags, and driven by an immense number of restrictive inscriptions, forming a massive teleportation array capable of transporting millions of cultivators.
As the spatial displacement array activated, a deafening rumble spread in all directions, and rifts in space appeared, shaking the nine heavens.
...
Following the earth-shattering spatial tremors, increasingly powerful sounds, as if space itself were inverting, continuously reverberated.
The myriad kings engaged in fierce combat in the sky paused for a moment upon hearing these sounds.
Huang Hualuo burst into laughter, while Blood King Chunyu's expression turned grim, betraying his profound unease.
Wukongzi, after a brief moment of surprise, roared with laughter, "Hahaha! They're here! Our human reinforcements are finally arriving!"
The battle had reached a critical juncture, and this sudden development was undoubtedly bad news for the Blood Clan, who currently held the advantage. Seeing the triumphant laughter of Huang Hualuo and the others, Blood King Chunyu felt even more anxious.
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The Blood Clan trembled, while humanity rejoiced.
In the Zi Zhou cultivation world.
Wu Tao stood on the grandstand, speaking with impassioned fervor.
"Fellow heroes of humanity, our brethren! If they are bullied in other cultivation worlds, what should we do?"
...
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!"
"We swear to follow the Immortal Emperor to the death, and we are willing to fight for humanity to slay the alien races, and we shall have no regrets even in death!"
A young cultivator, upon hearing this, raised his spiritual weapon and shouted.
"Annihilate the alien races, slay the powerful enemies, and fight for the eternal glory of humanity!"
As the young cultivator's voice faded, another vibrant voice echoed through the air.
"We are willing to forge humanity's brilliance with our blood!"
Humanity's journey from weakness to its current standing was built on that unwavering determination to never shy away from a fight.
"Very well, my sons and daughters, let us depart! Humanity is invincible!"
Wu Tao drew his Chongxi Sword and shouted to the sky!
"Humanity is invincible!"
"Humanity is invincible!"
"Humanity is invincible!"
"Humanity is invincible!"
After boosting the morale of his army of over five million cultivators, seeing their spirits soaring, Wu Tao felt even more confident.
With the hearts of his people united and their morale high, and with everything prepared, Wu Tao had been awaiting news from the underground cultivation world.
Upon seeing the spatial teleportation gate wide open, Wu Tao gave the order. Thousands of enormous, dark warships sailed into the spatial teleportation gate, followed by Wu Tao himself and the hundred thousand adult giants he had hired from the Giant race.
Finally, Wu Tao's personal army of five million cultivators entered.
One by one, the cultivators formed vast armies and, in an atmosphere of absolute silence, marched into the great gate of space.
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Thousands of colossal warships emerged from the spatial teleportation array, followed by a hundred thousand giants who entered the battlefield, slaughtering Blood Clan members. Then came the five million cultivators led by Wu Tao!
Wu Tao, Duan Yuhang, Wu Xingtian, You Meng, Ye Yu, Nangong Nan, Nangong Xing, and others, leading their dense armies, seized the opportune moment of high morale to launch a decisive assault, breaking through the Blood Clan's rear forces and completely routing their millions-strong rear guard.
After defeating the rear guard, Wu Tao and his armies advanced smoothly. With the hundred thousand giants clearing the path, thousands of warships providing aerial fire support, and millions of cultivators forming battle formations, they inflicted heavy casualties on the Blood Clan, easily pushing forward tens of thousands of miles.
Just as Wu Tao and his men were rejoicing, the enraged Blood Clan headquarters immediately dispatched over half of their forces to intercept Wu Tao and his army.
Countless Blood Clan members, driving their blood beasts, rushed towards the rear. There was no choice; they had to move quickly, or they would truly be surrounded and annihilated.
Witnessing this, Huang Hualuo, who was engaged in battle with Blood King Chunyu, burst into laughter. "You despicable Blood Clan scum! You never expected that humanity would have other forces lurking behind you, waiting to surround and annihilate you monsters who are neither human nor demon!"
Upon hearing this, Blood King Chunyu erupted in furious laughter, his blood-red hair whipping wildly as his roar shook the nine heavens.
"Base and shameless humans! You dare to scheme against our Blood Clan! Do you think these petty tricks can destroy us?"
"Arrogant!"
"From this day forward, humanity and the Blood Clan are irreconcilable enemies! We shall fight until one side is annihilated!"
With tens of millions of human troops attacking from both flanks, the human armies on both the eastern and western fronts gained the upper hand!
On the battlefield, human warships, chariots, and fortresses hunted across the land, their colossal, artifact-grade cannons bombarding Blood Clan forces one after another.
Although the Blood Clan possessed formidable war machines, they ultimately could not withstand the cunning and meticulously planned offensive of the human cultivators!
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The war between the Blood Clan and humanity dragged on for years. Only after several years did humanity manage to achieve a hard-won victory.
On the ravaged battlefield, a tattered banner fluttered in the wind. Corpses were strewn everywhere – human, Blood Clan, and even mountains of giants piled higher than hills, their blood flowing like rivers!
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