Chapter 2794: Entering the Field

This shows that He has high hopes for Bai Zhan Tian, believing he can capture Pan Long and clear the greatest obstacle to the gods' descent.

At this time, the central clash has entered a fever pitch, the two armies locked in combat like two iron fists grappling. The Between Between Between Beijia army has already pushed the front line past the Huangshi landmark, drawing ever closer to the Ming Sha Lin stockade, and naturally encountering ever stronger resistance.

Originally, there were five major commanders and twenty or so Between Between Between Beijia immortals and demons fighting alongside the army, while Pan Long had six immortals plus eleven commanders. In numbers, Pan Long's side was inferior, but their elemental power surpassed the enemy's. The Between Between Between Beijia army's elemental power was weaker than Pan Long's, and the heavenly demons could not draw on Between Between Between Beijia's elemental power, so whether attacking or defending, they inevitably suffered some losses.

Thus the battlefield stalled, and the Between Between Between Beijia army had long been unable to advance further. Unable to break through, compounded by a steady stream of bad news about immortals and demons falling frequently, the front line actually showed a tendency to retreat.

This is also why Gao Huai Yuan and Ling Xu Sheng Zun both demanded the Great Heavenly Demon take action: only greater power could break this stalemate and boost the Between Between Between Beijia army's morale.

At this moment, Pan Long's Zhang Ling General Peng Chang had just slain a Between Between Between Beijia general from his horse, and together with Sha Wei, led the army in a counterpush against the enemy.

With the spearhead formed, they wished to press forward with one burst of energy and push the battle line back behind the Huangshi landmark.

If successful, this would be a major strategic victory, crucial for boosting our own morale and striking at Between Between Between Beijia's spirit.

Bai Zhan Tian came here for this very reason.

The closer to the battlefield center, the more crowded it became, but Between Between Between Beijia soldiers were no obstacle in his eyes; his advance seemed to flicker—one breath he was beside the Huangshi landmark, the next he had advanced ten zhang.

Even through the mirror, his oppressive presence was still too strong. Shi Ru Chu rubbed his hands and volunteered:

"I'll go too."

The dean of the Shu Min Xue Gong was never merely a simple old scholar.

The fully descended heavenly demon Bai Zhan Tian—tsk, just how formidable would his combat power be? He Lingchuan pondered for two breaths, then told Zhong Shengguang: "I'll go meet Bai Zhan Tian."

Since Bai Zhan Tian has already appeared, Pan Long cannot lack a countering force on the central battlefield, or the line might collapse straight onto the stockade wall.

Wen Dao Lun urged urgently: "This time the heavenly demon may have used two true immortal husks!"

That is to say, besides Bai Zhan Tian, another Great Heavenly Demon lurks unseen in Between Between Between Beijia's rear.

If such a formidable opponent lies hidden in the dark, watching like a tiger, then for the Hu Ying General to strike now would be quite risky.

"We have no choice." He Lingchuan understood the situation fully: "If we cannot stop the heavenly demon in the central route, Ming Sha Lin and Chen En Ya will both be in danger."

In such a melee, there is no such thing as "proceeding step by step"—if you can engage, you do, and first secure the immediate results before speaking further.

"Engage quickly!" Zhong Shengguang nodded and issued the order: "The longer the delay, the greater the power Bai Zhan Tian gathers, and the greater his destructive force."

Thanks to the prior intelligence from Jie Li Tian, he and He Lingchuan had already prepared for Bai Zhan Tian's appearance, having studied his divinity and talents, and arranged suitable counters.

He Lingchuan assented, strode toward the cliff, and Shi Ru Chu followed close behind.

In this process, the black battle armor reappeared once more, covering He Lingchuan's entire body.

Only this time it was black with gold, the lines domineering and flamboyant.

This is the true appearance of the Hu Ying General taking the field.

They leapt straight down the cliff.

Wen Dao Lun lowered his head and saw a white shadow leap up from below the cliff, rushing toward the battlefield.

It was the immortal bird Bai Ke.

The wind it kicked up lifted Shi Ru Chu's beard and hair flying. The Hu Ying General and Shi Ru Chu rode on its back, charging straight at Bai Zhan Tian!

On this side, Zhong Shengguang also exhaled, then reallocated elemental power to the central route's great commanders and immortals.

By this point, even Pan Long's elemental power was beginning to run thin; he had to reduce the power poured into the Dragon Binding Formation to fill the gap in the central route.

After all, the fighting here was more urgent.

He Lingchuan rode on the crane's back, flying farther and farther; glancing back occasionally, he happened to see Zhong Shengguang standing at the cliff's edge, fully armored.

The great wind blew over, his beard and hair already streaked with white. The wrinkles on his forehead looked as if carved by a knife.

He Lingchuan recalled that upright and solemn commander—when had he grown old?

He suddenly noticed that Zhong Shengguang's attire today, including the tiger-head swallowing iron buckle at his waist and even the gray-blue cloak behind him, exactly matched a certain scene from his memory!

He Lingchuan felt a chill down his spine, breaking out in a cold sweat.

At this moment, Zhong Shengguang also looked up, and their eyes met.

They both saw the solemnity and resolve in each other's eyes.

He Lingchuan turned his head, faced the battlefield again, and exhaled softly.

He and Zhong Shengguang were both clear-minded: today we break the cauldrons and sink the boats—if we do not succeed, we must become benevolent martyrs.

In the central battlefield, Pan Long's commanders' elemental power surged once more; the Zhang Ling General let out a long cry, again severed an enemy commander's half-arm, achieving two consecutive kills.

Such might inspired the Pan Long army to roar loudly: "Counterattack, counterattack!"

Morale rose throughout the ranks. Between Between Between Beijia, deprived of two powerful vanguards, suddenly had a gap here, which the Pan Long army seized to launch a fierce assault, instantly widening the breach.

The counterattack momentum was about to build when Zhang Ling General spurred his horse forward, only to feel a sudden chill down his back—he had been targeted.

He immediately sensed it.

On this battlefield, someone always had him in their sights at every moment, but this terrifying sensation of being stared down by a ferocious tiger was rare even for a veteran like him who had seen a hundred battles. He hastily turned his head, yet saw the enemy forces dark and dense ahead to the left, with no sign of where the danger came from.

Just then, the Hu Ying General's urgent mental transmission rang in his ear: "Be careful, Bai Zhan Tian is coming for you!"

At this moment, Bai Zhan Tian, walking among the crowd, suddenly drew an axe.

He had previously been unremarkable, blending into the crowd, merely a bit taller and thinner than others. But the axe he produced was exaggerated in form, nearly the size of a millstone, its blade dark red, with a ghost's head carved on the haft.

Bai Zhan Tian casually picked up the axe and hurled it at Zhang Ling General, its speed exceeding that of a released arrow by several times or more. And in midair it emitted only a soft "xiu" sound, then vanished into the void, leaving no trace.

When it reappeared next, it was already within less than five zhang of its target.

Fortunately, Zhang Ling General's spiritual awareness was outstanding; he reacted in advance, raising his long spear to block.

The central commanders of the Pan Long army had all received additional elemental power infusion; around Zhang Ling General, there was an invisible wall of elemental power. Enemy arrows and divine abilities shot at it would be greatly weakened by this wall.

Not only him, but nearly all the Pan Long commanders here possessed such ability.

However, before his spear tip could touch the axe, a figure appeared before his eyes.

Bai Zhan Tian.