You lowered your eyes and muttered to yourself.
"It's too late..."
Because the Xiaoyao Holy Land had to cross the sea, a full retreat was not that easy.
So before they could finish retreating, they were attacked by the Dragonman race.
The two great Holy Lands, Shanhai and Cangqiong, were both located on the western coast of the continent. Although retreating inland was easier, who could have known that the Rainbow Road of the Dragonman race allowed them to march so quickly? Thus, they were also caught up to.
The war had just begun. If the forces of the three great Holy Lands were devoured by the Dragonman race now, how difficult would things be in the future?
"Boss! I can use the Sun-Chasing Shadow now. Let's hurry and provide backup! We can't deal with these foreign races without you!"
You knew that Black Wind had not fully recovered.
But given the current situation, you could only wrong him a little.
Right at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air before your eyes.
"Senior Hua?"
The newcomer was none other than the Dao Protector of the Human Race, Hua Wuyan!
Hua Wuyan smiled lightly, the wrinkles on her face bunching together like ravines and mountains.
"Come with me, I will take you to the front lines."
"You..."
"Don't think that 'Dao Protector' is just a nice-sounding title; it comes with some 'privileges'."
As she spoke, Hua Wuyan took a step and instantly arrived by your side.
An old, withered hand rested on your shoulder.
The next instant, the sea surface below abruptly disappeared, transforming into a great wasteland with towering, bizarre trees.
Waves of battle cries reached your ears.
Martial artists, spiritual weapons, the Dragonman race, mutated beasts of the human realm, giant beasts from other realms, large flying ships, Gold Demon Spirits wielding sharp blades, Fire Demon Spirits burning all over, the Rainbow Road of the Dragonman race...
Just like that, you abruptly appeared amidst the battling Dragonman army and the martial artists of the two great Holy Lands.
"Senior Hua, you can teleport this far??"
Being able to teleport wasn't anything new.
But a continent-spanning teleportation... with your current knowledge, even a Martial God shouldn't be able to do that.
"I borrowed the power of the 'Spirit of the Earth'."
You were not unfamiliar with the Spirit of the Earth.
This miraculous entity was deeply connected to the spirits of all living beings in a Void Realm plane.
The Spirit of the Earth could indeed teleport underground; it could appear anywhere in the human realm at any time.
You figured that the Spirit of the Earth was quite important to a Dao Protector.
Fortunately, you didn't let the Myriad Soul Banner create some spiritual weapon nation this time.
You only sighed in emotion for a moment.
In the next moment, the most stern father of the foreign races descended with overwhelming power!
The large flying ships ridden by the martial artists of the Shanhai and Cangqiong Holy Lands, who were retreating east, had already been destroyed by the enemy's magic cannons.
Both sides were engaged in a bloody slaughter within this ancient forest.
The Dragonman race utilized their aerial advantage, almost completely avoiding direct physical contact with the martial artists.
They relied on controlling biological weapons like giant beasts from other realms and Five Elements Demon Spirits to fight the human martial artists.
The Dragonman race had split into two forces. This route had five Earth Sovereigns and one Heaven Sovereign.
The five Earth Sovereigns led a group of Dragon King and Dragon Saint realm Dragonman generals, fighting against the Holy Lords, Elders, and Chief Priests of the Holy Lands, who were Martial King and Martial Saint level experts.
As for that Heaven Sovereign, he floated quietly high in the clouds, silently observing everything.
As far as your eyes could see, this Heaven Sovereign appeared to be a male Dragonman, but his build wasn't large, only a little over two meters tall, and he was elegantly eating grapes.
You charged deep into the enemy ranks, constantly stacking your defenses.
The Heaven-Burning Immortal Art coated all of your fierce attacks in raging flames.
Wherever your flaming fists struck, these giant beasts from other realms, which were easily over ten or even dozens of meters tall, all crashed down with continuous miserable shrieks.
You turned into a burning hurricane, invincible on the battlefield.
Wherever you passed, your Leadership Aura applied buffs to allies within a five-thousand-meter radius. Everyone was invigorated, their fighting spirit soared, and their combat power significantly increased!
In contrast to your aesthetic of violence.
Hua Wuyan, this big shot at the Martial God realm, also made her move.
However, her combat posture was vastly different from that of conventional experts.
Hua Wuyan took a step, her figure shifting as she teleported directly across the battlefield.
Passing by an injured Holy Land martial artist, she took out a filthy stone pot from her spatial spiritual weapon and scooped up a spoonful of thick, green liquid medicine that smelled awful.
"Drink it, you'll be fine once you drink it."
The injured martial artist glanced at it, gritted his teeth, and swallowed it all down. Judging by his expression, he almost threw up.
Good medicine tastes bitter, but its effects were astonishing.
No matter how severe the injuries of the martial artists here were, after drinking a bowl of this strange medicine, they immediately regained their mobility on the spot and threw themselves back into the battle.
Hua Wuyan walked through the air, seemingly strolling leisurely, but whenever she passed by a Five Elements Demon Spirit, she would simply reach out and pluck.
She plucked out their spirit orbs.
The ferocious and terrifying Five Elements Demon Spirits instantly shut down and disintegrated on the spot.
Hua Wuyan then passed by the Dragonman soldiers in the air.
"Old hag! Stay away from me!"
Hua Wuyan revealed a kind smile.
"Young people who do not respect their seniors should have their mouths slapped."
A hint of purple light flashed in Hua Wuyan's eyes. The Dragonman soldier she glared at immediately began slapping his own mouth on the spot.
"She knows bewitching arts, don't look into her eyes!"
A wisp of purple mist drifted into the noses of a group of Dragonmen.
"I lied to you. It's actually bewitchment through poison gas. Now then, soldiers, attack your officers. Officers, issue a retreat order to your soldiers."
Using her unique path of witchcraft, Hua Wuyan maneuvered through the battlefield with ease, disintegrating the enemy's combat power.
With the addition of you and Hua Wuyan.
The severely battered Holy Land martial artists actually began to show signs of a counterattack.
Amidst the chaotic battle.
You saw Wu Yue, Long Yang, and others, as well as a few familiar faces from the Xiaoyao Holy Land.
It seemed the Xiaoyao Holy Land had luckily managed to evacuate a portion of its people and had converged with the three great Holy Lands.
"Where is God Xiaoyao?!"
You arrived beside Wu Yue and asked.
"He sacrificed himself!"
"What?! Don't joke around! He is a Martial God!"
"I don't want to believe it either! But I saw him fall with my own eyes! The enemy's Martial God is stronger! That Dragonman Heaven Sovereign!"
As Wu Yue spoke, she glanced up at the sky.
She was always confident, but this glance was filled with fear.
Right at this moment, you saw the Dragonmen flying around in the air start to gather in groups of dozens, joining forces to activate large weapons that were hundreds of meters in length and width.
Some of these weapons looked like massive ballistas, some like siege cannons, and others like ancient chariots.
The difference was that the material of these large contraptions appeared to be neither wood nor metal, but squirming flesh and blood!
They seemed to be alive!
However, they still required Dragonmen to control them.
Given that between you and Hua Wuyan, one was strong and the other was weird.
Therefore, the Dragonman army began to deploy even more war resources.

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...