Chapter 1707: Great Victory

As he watched the corpse fall from the sky, Zhang Xuan grabbed it and placed it into his storage ring.

When he had just revealed his true form, he had sealed off the space below, preventing the battling soldiers from seeing what was happening above. Otherwise, if they knew an outsider was trying to kill their Grand Commander, he would likely have been shot down from the sky before succeeding.

Seeing that the corpse hadn't fallen and exposed them, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the clone in front of him, his mouth twitching.

Knowing that he couldn't defeat the two masters, Wumu and Boxin, alone, he had sent his clone ahead to seal the space and hide there. By fighting and luring the opponents over, it had worked in one swift stroke.

However... the opponents were super experts, infinitely close to the Grand Perfection of Saint 4-dan. He had originally thought that even with the clone's sneak attack, it would at most pin them down, allowing him to seize an opportunity. He hadn't expected two punches to shatter both their heads...

Could it be that this guy's strength is greater than before?

He had thought... he had finally broken through and could teach the other party a lesson. Now it seemed, it was best not to think about such things...

Otherwise, he would definitely be beaten black and blue, a gruesome sight.

"You go down and continue to look for opportunities to ambush!"

Knowing that talking to the clone would be a blow to his ego, Zhang Xuan leaped, flying downwards. In the blink of an eye, he arrived beneath the sealed area, having already changed into Wumu's appearance.

"Boxin has been killed by me on the spot! Everyone, listen to my command, charge! Annihilate them completely!"

His voice pierced through the clashing sounds of the battling iron soldiers, reaching everyone's ears.

"Kill all those sons of bitches!"

"Let them know our power!"

Hearing the Grand Commander's personal order, the forces on Emperor Chen Ling's side were all in high spirits.

On the contrary, the morale of the opposing side began to crumble.

What was originally an evenly matched battle quickly saw the scales tip.

On Emperor Chen Xing's side, more and more soldiers were dying, and there was even a tendency for them to flee.

However, just as they could no longer resist and were about to be completely annihilated at any moment, a blood-soaked figure flew over from the sky.

"Haha, wanting to kill me, Boxin? It's not that easy! I faked my death just now and tricked that guy; at this moment, I have already slain Wumu! Brothers, charge back! We, the people of Emperor Chen Xing, will never surrender!"

The figure's voice was loud and clear. Emperor Chen Xing's forces, who had originally lost their will to fight, heard these words and rekindled their fighting spirit. One by one, they gritted their teeth and charged forward.

"Our Grand Commander won in the end, so we cannot lose!"

"We must fight them until they know our might!"

Morale surged on this side, while the opposing side was filled with wails of despair.

They had thought that if their own Grand Commander won, they would surely win too. They hadn't expected that Boxin was the one who ultimately won!

Furthermore, without their commanders and generals to lead them, many soldiers instantly panicked.

Soon after, the situation of overwhelming victory was reversed.

On Emperor Chen Xing's side, their momentum grew stronger and stronger, and the opposing side began to flee.

Seeing that they couldn't hold on, another figure appeared in the sky.

"It's not just you who can fake death; I, Wumu, can too! My lads, I was the one who ultimately won! Boxin has been completely killed by me this time! Everyone, charge!"

Hearing the voice, everyone looked up and saw Wumu, who had clearly been dead just moments ago, reappear in the sky at some unknown point, with a fierce expression.

The soldiers on both sides were utterly confused.

This was a life-or-death battle, yet they could fake death repeatedly...

Could they really play like this?

It felt like such a bloody war was being treated like child's play.

Most importantly... could they please give a clear answer on who was alive and who was dead?

This constant back-and-forth was making them frantic!

"Aren't you going to act? Boxin has truly been slain by me! Everyone, hurry up and act, or you will all be executed for treason!" Wumu roared from the sky, seeing everyone stunned in place.

"Charge!"

Seeing that the Grand Commander had issued a death order, Emperor Chen Ling's side again became high-spirited and charged forward once more.

After another round of fierce fighting, they were about to win.

"Haha, Wumu, you wouldn't have thought I'd fake my death again, would you? To die by my hand, Boxin, you haven't been wronged... Everyone, listen to my command, counterattack together! Do not let them leave alive..."

Boxin's figure appeared in the sky once more.

"...All the soldiers went crazy."

"Grand Commanders, can you just die once and for all?"

"Dying and coming back to life, coming back to life and dying again... we really don't know what to do!"

"Our hearts are so weary!"

For the first time, all the soldiers wished their Grand Commander was truly dead, instead of suddenly faking death, coming back to life, and then being killed again...

"That's enough..."

Unlike the general collapse of morale, Zhang Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the army of 100,000 fight for a while longer, until less than 10,000 remained.

These 10,000 people were basically all heavily wounded. Judging by their current state, they shouldn't be able to form a combined attack formation and pose a threat to him.

He waited another half an hour until the 10,000 strong force was almost completely depleted, with less than 5,000 remaining. Only then did Zhang Xuan wave his hand.

His clone, the Golden Origin Cauldron, the Demonic Xuan Blade, and the Dragon Bone Divine Spear all rushed forward together.

These soldiers were only Saint 3-dan or 4-dan, and each of them was heavily wounded. How could they block these super powerful figures comparable to the Immortal realm? In less than ten minutes, all of them were completely slain.

Looking at the ground covered with corpses, Zhang Xuan finally felt a sense of relief. His whole body felt weak, and he felt a bit dizzy.

Although he hadn't exerted much effort in the battle, as both sides were almost entirely self-slaughtering, constantly changing forms and preventing others from discovering him was still very mentally exhausting.

Especially his soul power, which felt almost completely depleted.

Fortunately, he succeeded!

Otherwise, if the other side had discovered in advance that everything was his own manipulation, even if only 10,000 soldiers remained, it would have been absolutely impossible for him, with his current strength, to contend with them.

Entering the folded space, he sat on the ground and took out treasures to replenish his strength, absorbing them frantically for half an hour. Feeling somewhat recovered, his eyes lit up.

"Let's see how many treasures I've collected..."

This time, slaying the 100,000 strong army of the Otherworldly Demons and thwarting their plot to invade the Master Teacher Continent was undoubtedly a deed of immense merit. However, for him, it was far less significant than the material gains.

Not to mention the military equipment of the 100,000 strong army and countless spirit stones, just the treasures in the storage rings of the two Grand Commanders, plus dozens of Immortal realm commanders, already surpassed the tens of thousands of years of accumulation by the Zhang and Luo clans.

"This blade is in no way inferior to the Demonic Xuan Blade... And this spear is probably also a half-step Ancient Saint level treasure..."

Wumu's golden saber and Boxin's long spear were no lower in grade than the Demonic Xuan Blade.

His true qi circulated within him, transforming into killing aura. In a short time, the two weapons completely recognized him as their master.

"The Ghost-Slaying Xuan Blade, the Cloud-Piercing Spear... I have two more weapons!"

"Let's see if there are any suitable cultivation methods. Although there isn't a unified cultivation technique once one reaches the Great Sage realm, referencing the cultivation methods of the Otherworldly Demons might provide indirect insights, like using a stone from another mountain to polish one's own jade!"

Having found no better weapons, Zhang Xuan continued to look through the looted storage rings.