Chapter 2816

These are the absolute main force of the Battle of Mingsha Forest. Just those ten or so commanders alone could block several Bekka immortals and demons without letting a drop through, not to mention the Tiger Wing General.

He is the stabilizing divine needle on the battlefield; with him, the morale of the Panlong Army remains steady.

But now, they have actually all disappeared from beneath the city together!

Pili Tian, who claims to be the God of Space, what despicable means did he use to whisk away all these elite forces of Panlong in one go?

Since the war began, Wen Daolun has for the first time been at a complete loss.

Zhong Shengguang also had a dry throat and had to force a cough before he could speak.

"They are not dead! Pili Tian absolutely could not have made them vanish directly from the human world." But Zhong Shengguang also understood that our side had fallen into Pili Tian's trap, our main force was entirely lost, and the situation was about to reverse, making the upcoming battle difficult.

Sure enough, Pili Tian's low voice immediately spread across the battlefield: "The Tiger Wing General and the Panlong commanders have all been sent by me to three hundred li away; they cannot return in a short time. Bekka people, attack swiftly and take Mingsha Forest!"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Shengguang slammed his fist heavily against the stone wall beside him.

As he expected, the Panlong powerhouses were indeed not dead; but the bad news is that they are now hundreds of li away and will certainly not be able to return in time to reinforce Mingsha Forest.

The crisis facing Panlong is imminent.

The originally retreating and morale-depleted Bekka great army, upon hearing the announcement, was greatly invigorated, all encouraged by Pili Tian's proclamation.

On this battlefield, the Tiger Wing General was unstoppable, slaying gods when he met them. His presence was a morale booster for the Panlong Army, but for the Bekka great army, he was truly a harbinger of death, carrying the fierce might of having just slain Bai Zhan Tian, his power at its peak.

With so many immortals and demons present, even a force of nearly a million was actually suppressed by one person's might to the point of being unable to lift their heads—this has never been heard of in the Bekka's six-hundred-year history!

As long as he remains on the battlefield, the Bekka great army cannot raise its morale.

In the Battle of Mingsha Forest, Ling Xu Shengzun issued a death order demanding rapid advance, absolutely forbidding dragging this war until dawn! Pili Tian clearly understands that the most urgent matter now is to boost the Bekka great army's confidence and morale, not to kill the Tiger Wing General—although this brat looks severely injured, who knows how many tricks he still has up his sleeve!

Didn't Bai Zhan Tian previously think his three axes could kill his opponent, only to end up dying at the opponent's hands?

Pili Tian is not unwilling to fight, but rather unwilling to waste more time. Wanting to dispose of the Tiger Wing General, there are other ways besides killing him.

Therefore, after arriving at the battlefield, Pili Tian did not engage He Lingchuan in a death match, but instead set a trap, raising his hand to pack He Lingchuan and all the elite of Panlong City and send them several hundred li away.

Then, on this Mingsha Forest battlefield, the Panlong Army's defense would become empty.

He could send the Tiger Wing General and many Panlong elites three hundred li away, relying entirely on his most secret divine art—

Star Shift.

This divine art can transfer a small number of personnel from the Great Star Array, with the farthest distance being three hundred li.

In the past nearly two thousand years, he has used this secret art only twice. Other heavenly gods, aside from Ling Xu Shengzun, do not know he still has this bottom-box ultimate skill.

Of course, the Star Shift art also has limitations. First, it consumes enormous energy, and a true immortal's body cannot withstand such consumption.

This is also why he wants to fully descend as a god this time. Moreover, due to the especially long transmission distance, after successfully casting the spell, Pili Tian feels a wave of fatigue.

Second, this divine ability cannot transmit people into places where evasion techniques are forbidden, such as behind the Mingsha Forest stockade, or behind the Bekka great camp.

But it doesn't matter; he can throw the Tiger Wing General to the wasteland three hundred li away. If they want to struggle back, they will have to spend a long time. By then, the Bekka great army should have already taken Mingsha Forest.

Gao Huaianyuan of the Bekka great camp heard this and was overjoyed.

Originally, the Bekka army had already fallen into the most disadvantageous position, not to mention collapsing at the sight of the wind, their will was scattered, but as soon as Pili Tian arrived, he instantly reversed the battle situation.

Truly worthy of being a heavenly god!

While letting out a sigh of relief, he also turned and gave the order: "The timing is perfect, transmit the command 'Pan Yu' to immediately break through the stockade!"

And on Chen En Ya, Zhong Shengguang also had no choice but to issue the order again to contract forces, adjust the battle line, shift from offense to defense, and return to positional warfare. Our side's elites have disappeared by more than half, while the enemy's immortals and demons press forward step by step, and there is Pili Tian, such a great heavenly demon, holding the fort.

Mingsha Forest is about to become a Shura field.

The Panlong Army has not yet fully adjusted back, when suddenly the ground beneath Mingsha Forest began to tremble again.

Wen Daolun's face changed: "That thing hidden underground, which started digging tunnels again!"

That thing had long been silent, and Panlong had been busy dealing with the heavenly demons, unable to spare more energy for it.

Now the enemy sees that Panlong's ballast stones are gone, and again they are tinkering underground.

As they spoke, the tremors from underground became increasingly clear—sometimes the sound of drilling earth, sometimes like a blade scraping glass, squeaking. Everyone knew it was the underground monster sliding onto hard rock. The soldiers behind the stockade gripped their weapons, tense and waiting. Meanwhile, the situation on the battlefield outside the wall became even more tense, the cruelty of the war far exceeding both sides' expectations.

After half an hour, the ground behind the stockade suddenly collapsed, forming a hole about two zhang wide. Countless Panlong troops with divine powers at the ready, no matter what emerged from inside, prepared to launch a new round of attack. However, nothing emerged from the hole, and the entrance was soon sealed. Panlong engineers anxiously dug earth, quickly blocking the entrance.

No one dared to relax, for everyone knew the trouble had only just begun.

Sure enough, after a short while, new pits appeared. Not just one, but as many as six, each with a mouth about two zhang wide. One must know that the space behind the stockade is limited, the terrain narrow; with these six tunnels appearing, there is hardly any room left above to stand.

It turned out the underground monster was called Pan Yu, a giant tunneling beast made by combining a pangolin with the traits of a petty demon. It has six arms, all capable of digging tunnels, cutting gold and breaking jade as easy as breathing, even the hardest rock can be pierced by it.

Then, the Bekka soldiers jumped out from the holes and engaged in a melee with the Panlong soldiers guarding nearby.

One must know that the Bekka's original plan was more complex: the monster would dig tunnels, Bekka soldiers would emerge from these tunnels, and then they would need the cooperation of the Feng He goddess. This heavenly demon would use spatial folding technique to project the Jin Jia Tong Shen generals from the external battlefield directly into the interior of the stockade. These large figures could block most attacks for the Bekka troops inside the tunnels, giving them ample time to rush out.

But the Feng He goddess died beforehand, so this covering projection could not be carried out.

However, it doesn't matter; the current Panlong is not as tough to beat as before. Exchanging lives for progress, whether Gao Huaianyuan or the heavenly demon, both find it very worthwhile.

(End of Chapter)