Chapter 1706: Grand Commander

He moved back and forth, with his avatar, the Golden Origin Cauldron, the Demonic Dark Blade, and the Dragon Bone Divine Spear all hidden among the crowd, striking whenever an opportunity arose.

In less than ten minutes, hundreds of Spirit race members above Saint 9-dan had died at his hands.

After circling the area three times and confirming that all black-armored commanders and generals had been eliminated, Zhang Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Having cultivated the Saint-Sealing Art and advanced to Great Sage using Master Kong’s superior breakthrough method, the True Qi in his body was virtually inexhaustible. Combined with the chaotic crowd and his exceptional disguise ability, anyone he encountered was almost guaranteed to meet their demise. The black-armored individuals who killed each other amounted to less than one-third of those he had personally eliminated.

"Now it's truly chaotic..."

Without the guidance of these commanders and generals, both sides were utterly disarrayed. On a battlefield of 100,000 people, someone was being killed every second. From the beginning until now, a conservative estimate put the number of Spirit race members killed in the chaotic battle at over 20,000.

"The most crucial ones are these two. If they don't die, the fighting will eventually cease..."

Stopping, Zhang Xuan looked up at the sky.

At this moment, Wumu and Boxin were still locked in combat. Their methods were similar, and they knew each other intimately. After fighting for so long, both were injured, but neither had managed to secure a decisive victory. As long as these two remained alive, given their status and position, they would definitely cease hostilities. Being Great Commanders, they were certainly not fools. Though they were furious earlier, after fighting for a while, they would inevitably calm down and realize something was amiss. Especially... upon realizing that all black-armored commanders were dead, even the most foolish would know they had been set up.

"I must eliminate one of them before they realize what's happening..."

His eyes flashed as he pondered a good strategy, when he suddenly heard Wumu's voice ring out from the sky.

"Boxin, if we continue fighting, it will be difficult to determine a victor. Let's call it a day; I will remember today's grievance..." Wumu said loudly, shaking his great saber to block his opponent's spear.

"I will remember too..." Boxin nodded.

With their similar strength, they were locked in a fierce, inseparable battle and dared not spare any attention to observe the outside situation. At that moment, they still had no idea that most of their subordinates had already been slain. If they had known, they would surely have spat out a mouthful of old blood and plummeted from the sky.

"Don't just remember, Great Commander! Kill him now! Otherwise, how can we face our fallen brothers?"

Boxin's words had barely finished when he saw one of his subordinates fly over, thrusting a spear directly at Wumu, who was not far away.

"Huamuzhe, you..."

Boxin recognized this person as one of his subordinates, who had just reached the early stage of the Undying realm and whose strength was vastly inferior to Wumu's.

"Consider me defying your orders! He slaughtered so many of our brothers. Even if I die by his hand today, I must have my revenge..."

The spear in Huamuzhe's hand trembled continuously.

Wumu was on the verge of going mad.

"This idiot! I'd heard about him before; he's always been mediocre. How did he suddenly become so ferocious? This guy said he'd die by my hand, but actually... damn it, I can't even block his attacks!"

*Whoosh whoosh whoosh!*

The spear's speed increased, forcing Wumu to retreat repeatedly. Huamuzhe gritted his teeth and shouted, "Great Commander, let's kill him together..."

"This..."

Boxin hesitated.

Although he was furious to see his subordinate die before him, the opponent was an associate of Emperor Chen Ling. If Wumu were to die here today, any talks of an alliance would be out of the question.

"Huamuzhe, I understand your feelings. As for killing him, let's discuss it later..." he couldn't help but say.

Before his words had finished, he saw Huamuzhe suddenly accelerate, darting forward as if teleporting. Simultaneously, the spatial fluctuations around Wumu ceased, as if sealed by some special power. Immediately after, a soul attack swept over. Wumu, already injured and exhausted, was no match for so many combined techniques. His pupils contracted as he saw the spear tip grow larger and larger, about to pierce his throat.

"You are not... Huamuzhe!"

*Boom!*

Just then, a furious roar erupted, followed by a spear rapidly rushing forward, striking the tip of Huamuzhe's spear. The forces collided, and Huamuzhe's spear instantly snapped.

The sealed space shattered. Wumu stumbled back several steps, sweat pouring down him. If Boxin hadn't intervened at the last moment to save him, Wumu would surely have been pierced through the throat by the spear and died instantly.

"Who exactly are you...? Could it be that you also killed all those people earlier?"

After repelling Huamuzhe with a spear thrust, Boxin stood with his spear, staring intently at this "subordinate" in front of him, his teeth clenched tight. He knew exactly what strength this subordinate possessed, yet the person before him had directly displayed three special True Arts, something even he couldn't accomplish. If he still couldn't tell it was a fake, he truly would be blind! Knowing he was an impostor, and combining that with the earlier events, Boxin instantly understood what was happening! He hadn't expected that they, the two most powerful Great Commanders of the Spirit race, had been tricked by a single person all this time without even realizing it.

"I killed them..."

Seeing that he had been exposed, Huamuzhe shook his head. His body flickered, transforming into the appearance of a young man. It was Zhang Xuan.

He had initially thought that if he could just eliminate one, the other would be easy to handle. Unexpectedly, his single move exposed him, and they recognized him. In truth, if he had used the Dragon Bone Divine Spear just now, it would have been too late even if Wumu had discovered him. But to avoid revealing his identity, he used Huamuzhe's weapon, which lacked sufficient power. This allowed his opponent to block the attack and save Wumu's life.

"Die!"

Confirming it was indeed a disguise, Boxin erupted in fury, unable to restrain himself any longer. He shook his spear.

"Take this!"

Wumu also reacted at that moment. The thought of being played by such a young man, and suffering heavy losses, made him so furious he felt like exploding. His saber flashed like lightning as he chopped fiercely.

A spear and a saber, raining down attacks. Although they hadn't practiced coordinating their moves, as seasoned soldiers, the art of combined attacks was ingrained in their very bones. As they struck simultaneously, Zhang Xuan was forced to retreat repeatedly. The Dragon Bone Divine Spear appeared in his palm, and he hastily met their combined assault.

These two, despite being injured and exhausted, were still powerful figures close to the Great Completion of the Undying realm. With their combined assault, Zhang Xuan found himself somewhat unable to resist.

"I still underestimated them..."

Feeling the pressure intensify, Zhang Xuan secretly grimaced. He had intended to eliminate one, making the other easier to deal with. Unexpectedly, he hadn't killed either, and was now being besieged instead. If this continued, even with his numerous techniques, he would be in a disadvantageous position. This would lead to his plan for dealing with these Spirit race members falling through.

After retreating seven or eight steps, just as he was contemplating what move to use against them, he saw Wumu and Boxin's heads explode simultaneously before his eyes, followed by a figure appearing right in front of him.

"I told you to just finish them off with one punch... but you wouldn't listen!"

With his palms clasped behind his back, the avatar wore a calm expression.