Chapter 635

Sis is the queen!

Confidence shines!

When it comes to the future, Nüwa is very confident.

But confidence aside, she won't underestimate her opponents.

Especially the Heavenly Court.

Although she came to fish, as the top big shot—an existence comparable to Hongjun—she did not hesitate to lower her status, deliberately stepping onto the field, just to trap and kill the Yao Marshal, employing the stratagem 'warfare knows no deceit' to the fullest; the Wind family's great conscience of the past has now learned to be bad, its moral standard is truly worrying.

——By the way, it also implicated Fengxi, putting this poor child at risk of cross‑dressing……If not for his quick wit, donning military attire and going into battle, clad in armor all day, he would truly lose his morals, adding a black mark hard to wash away; only by one day holding a sword to the throats of all those in the know, forcing them to selectively forget, could he barely get by——Every family has its own difficult sutra to recite!

Even so, some rumors inevitably spread, secretly describing humanity's oldest art, which certainly involves men dressing as women.

A series of deep‑pit maneuvers shows that Nüwa goes with the flow of the world; unable to change the world, she is temporarily assimilated by it, and even surpasses the blue from which she came, her conscience greatly corrupted—let alone Hongjun, even Di Jun could not do such a thing.

There is much to learn from the past, when Fuxi arranged for Donghua to go undercover beside the Dragon Ancestor Great Sage……Faintly, there are also signs of transcendence.

In order to fish, Nüwa displayed boundless resourcefulness.

But.

Fishing, too, requires skill.

What's more, we're fishing for a big catch!

Neither too fast nor too slow, neither too close nor too far……Especially when reeling in, one must ensure control of the situation, neither too much nor too little.

As the human sovereign and commander of humanity's main force, facing the Yao Court's expedition, she must display corresponding strength, making the enemy judge humanity as hard to crack, not a pushover; only then, under the 'mistaken' judgment, the Heavenly Court's marshal leader feels——it is time to achieve total victory in one battle!

——All troops sortie, the whole family in one wave!

Then, Nüwa would instead be left sitting idle.

After all, if it truly comes to this, even if she reveals her hand, at best she can deal an unexpected heavy blow to the Heavenly Court's main force, but she could never hope to slay any heavyweight Yao Marshal leader……for at that point, the strong emerge in numbers, and there is more than one mighty figure on the battlefield, able to reinforce each other!

Therefore, we must not show the enemy too much weakness.

But we also must not be too strong.

Military strategy commands sweeping across enemy hordes, thrashing ordinary Yao Marshals; when advancing and retreating seven times, it was carefree enjoyment……but the opposition isn't stupid either!

——I can't beat you, but I can feign weakness!

Be cautious, be cautious; if the situation looks bad, retreat first as a sign of respect……Nüwa is indeed strong, but wanting to kill such a free‑spirited ancient god great sage is truly no easy task.

Therefore, the strength must be just right.

Able to stalemate and tug with the opponent, while repeatedly achieving small harvests and breakthroughs, messing with the enemy's mindset so that, under extreme discomfort, they conceive the idea of changing tactics, attempting a move of 'meet with the proper, win with the extraordinary,' dividing troops to join forces, in order to win by unexpected means!

Only then is it Nüwa's glorious moment of boldly revealing her true form and slaughtering in all directions!

For a person, injuring all ten fingers is not as good as severing one finger.

For an enemy, routing ten divisions is not as good as annihilating one division.

What good is defeating the armies of the ten great Yao Marshals?

The Yao Court's foundations are rich; even if its great army is defeated, it can simply pull another force from its reserves, assembling it in minutes.

Put bluntly, ordinary Yao soldiers and officers are nothing but consumables.

Only the Yao Marshals, such top‑tier great divine‑ability wielders, are the true core essence!

As Great Luo beings, they possess the most abundant, endless energy and the wisdom accumulated over vast ages; for a force, they are the greatest soft support, the foundation of its strength!

Only by destroying such a foundation can one truly wound the Yao Court and lay the groundwork for humanity to seize the fruits of victory.

Thus, this is also a test, a test of Nüwa's ability to control the overall situation.

Strategically, she concealed her moves and crossed the sea, seizing the initiative, allowing her to look down on the opponent.

But tactically, who will win the deer is still unknown; we must value the enemy.

To demonstrate her level of attention, over these years Nüwa has even been constantly acting, deceiving.

For such an important operation, the plan to fish and slay the Yao Marshals, she only informed one or two people, and besides that deceived the entire world!

Like inside this camp.

There is not a single person she has informed of the truth——of course, those who themselves guessed something was off don't count.

This is the secrecy.

Worried that someone, someone, someone might be an incarnation of a heavyweight figure from the Heavenly Court's side, who has gone undercover and lodged in the front three ranks of humanity, nursing ill intent, ready at any moment to defect and viciously stab in the back.

Then, the acting would turn into a monkey show; Director Nüwa would suffer social death and never dare face anyone again!

——The clown turns out to be me myself!

Only success is allowed, no failure!

Nüwa silently calculated the strength of friend and foe, weighed her own hand, from time to time her eyes deep and far‑reaching, cutting through the void, reflecting the Myriad Heavens, manifesting the Heavenly Court's military might in her mind, repeatedly simulating and computing.

After a while, her plan was settled.

Gazing within the camp, at those commanders capable of shining brilliance through the ages, Yandi's gaze suddenly turned sharp: 'The Dragon Corps has already won its fruit; my Fire Corps shall likewise not lag behind!'

"Convey my orders, mobilize the great army, attack the Yao Court, slay the arch‑culprit!"

Yandi suddenly rose, drew his long sword, its light chilling the ten directions, the sword pointing to the firmament, looking down upon the eight wildernesses.

"Battle!"

"Battle!"

A thousand troops shouted in unison, mountains and rivers trembled; the edge of humanity, at this moment, stunned the ages!

They moved!

It seemed to want to become an unstoppable flood, to recklessly scour and flow, imprinting this era, this heaven and earth, with a mark and color uniquely belonging to humanity!

The first battle of the main human force's expedition——

Fierce Assault Iron Army!

Ci Tie Army, led by Yao Marshal Ci Tie Dasheng.

Ci Tie Yao Marshal, among the ten Yao Marshals, is an extremely brave and fierce existence, his ferocity boundless, terror unparalleled; he goes mad when battle comes, and delights at hearing slaughter.

Donghuang placed great hopes in him—this is a specialist in tough battles, and in this great war, it is precisely Ci Tie Yao Marshal cooperating with Gui Che Dasheng, who is adept at sneaking through the Netherworld, that they are responsible for intercepting the aid sent by various divisions of the Wu Clan to the Dragon Clan war army.

Gui Che Army mostly relies on sneak attacks; currently heavily wounded by Faxun, they have temporarily withdrawn to replenish troops.

However, the Ci Tie Army is still active; at this moment it has silently arrived, bringing many troops temporarily added, far away spying on the human race, faintly eager to test the depth of the Fire Masters.

Just that.

They hadn't even gotten the chance to strike first.

The Fire Masters struck first!

When a sword light illuminated heaven and earth.

The human race's Fire Master army raised a brilliant red battle flag, commanding the troops to crusade against the disobedient.

The battle flag fluttered in the wind, with golden thread outlining a torch and a sickle, symbolizing Yandi's will—slash-and-burn cultivation, opening up heaven and earth.

"Battle!"

"Kill!"

"Slaughter!"

The war horns blew, war drums thundered, countless human powerhouses roared, soaring into the sky, riding divine giant ships, racing across the firmament, seizing air supremacy; endless divine abilities swept forth, various war instruments shone with divine light, aiming to crush every stretch of land where the demon troops lingered into powder and refine them to ash.

"Human race!"

Ci Tie Dasheng paused word by word, a bloodthirsty ferocious expression gradually appearing on his face, "Good that you came!"

"Follow me!"

His roar shook the spirits of all the officers and soldiers of the demon army he commanded, conveying a frenzied bloody killing intent, making every demon's eyes turn blood-red, frenzied and bloodthirsty.

Afterward, Ci Tie Dasheng led from the front, being the first to act, raising high a wolf-tooth giant club and swinging it down with force!

Force!

Great force!

Supreme force!

Among top-tier experts, he can be called an outstanding supreme battle physique, giving Ci Tie Dasheng ample arrogant capital.

The tribe spawned from a speck of his essence and qi has always fed on metal, refining yin and yang in its belly, a furnace of creation, capable of forging top-tier battle bodies, supremely hard and sturdy, naturally excellent magical treasures… even its excreted waste can be counted as premium divine material for forging!

After accumulating millions of years, when later generations dig it up, it is regarded as a treasure; ordinary cultivators, if they can add even a bit to their natal magic treasure, will gain many admiring glances from peers.

Even the descendants who have twisted seven or eight turns are like this; as the ancestor, Ci Tie Dasheng's mighty and overbearing power can be imagined.

At this moment, when he displays his ferocity, the scene is extremely shocking!

"Boom!"

All things arise and perish, heaven and earth collapses and is reborn.

This is the great destruction brought by the burst of pure power, yet within the extreme, it transforms into the primal vitality!

The human race's opening gesture of "welcome" is literally a land-washing map cannon that destroys all things, an annihilation of finality.

Ci Tie Dasheng, from the desperate situation of annihilation, forcibly opened a new heaven and extended a bridge, allowing the sea of demon troops behind him to cross and wage war!

The overbearing might of a generation of Yao Marshal is fully displayed now!

Among the human army, Yandi's gaze flashed for an instant, as if he had spotted prime prey.

However, after a moment's thought, "he" suppressed the urge to close the net.

This is a big fish.

But it's still not big enough, not her most satisfactory.

"What a pity…"

Yandi restrained the light in his eyes.

At the same moment, Ci Tie Yao Sheng felt a chill run through his whole body, as if he had become a piece of meat on a butcher's block, being picked over and finally criticized—this piece of meat is too fatty and greasy!

This made Ci Tie Dasheng alert, secretly raising his guard, recalling some intelligence records—Yandi, as the human emperor, has received the human race's qi fortune, his strength crosses the heavenly chasm, and can contend with the Taiji Colossus for a battle!

Ci Tie Dasheng loves war, is warlike… but he is not stupid.

Truly stupid, his life won't be long.

Beneath his iron-blooded ferocious exterior lies a very keen and delicate spirit, tough outside, tender inside, which is why he has achieved today's strength.

"Human Emperor… Yandi…"

"Let me see what you, this fortunate junior, are truly capable of!"

The psychological preparation for a strategic retreat is already set; from the heart's way, everything is understood without words.

The rear is secured; all that remains is to carry out the mission.

To attack the human race, probe their depths, and provide the most vital intelligence for the main force of the rear demon court.

"Kill!"

His face full of killing intent, his mind full of resolve, Ci Tie Dasheng roared, following the flood of his demon troops, charging forward to slaughter!

As a top-tier expert, to ambush ordinary soldiers is a shameless act.

However…

This war has already risen to the height of the rise and fall of clans.

Here, face and integrity… are they edible?

Thus, Ci Tie Dasheng went up!

Alongside him were the core battle commanders of his army, the trusted confidants of this Yao Marshal.

Those are also renowned demon deities whose names shake heaven and earth, Supreme Emperors of the Great Luo!

Feng Tun, Xiu She, Zao Chi, Da Feng, Jiu Wei, Ba She, Hun Hai, Qiong Qi… are all experts among the Great Luo, each possessing extraordinary combat power!

They joined forces to form a spearhead, enough to contend with the combat power wielded by an ordinary ancestor witch of the Wu Clan!

Harvest God, Gatherer, Dark Mystery… and so on, the cards in hand are roughly like that.

Such strength, used to deal with the current main force of the human race, can roughly be equated; it is entirely reasonable.

After all…

The status of the Human Sovereign, among the Wu Clan, is roughly equivalent to that of an ordinary ancestor witch, isn't it?

A Yao Marshal leading an elite army to probe the human race's main force… this is already sufficiently serious and solemn.

In theory, self-preservation is without worry.

The human race needs to be given sufficient respect.

"The Yao Court does not observe martial virtue… Ladies and gentlemen, who is willing to exterminate this scoundrel for me?"

Yandi coldly gazed at the battlefield.

The bloody battle between human soldiers and the Yao Court's troops saw blood rain splashing from time to time, soldiers falling; although he felt reluctant in his heart, he tacitly accepted this as the price of growth.

Ultimately, one cannot remain a flower in a greenhouse.

However, regarding the Yao God's conquest, he did not remain a passive observer any longer; he spoke up.

Soldier against soldier, general against general!

"Leave the Great Wind to me!"

The Yinglong Divine General stepped forward, turning into a flowing light, charging out of the tent, taking on a duel with a Yao God.

As a dragon with background, as long as Taiji does not appear, Yinglong declares—he can beat anyone!

Commanding wind and cloud, summoning thunder, his might endless; with a flick of the head and a sway of the tail, he sent the Great Wind Yao God stumbling backward, seemingly unable to withstand.

"Bashe… I'll kill it!" Kuafu raised a peach-wood staff, laughing heroically, strode out with big steps, transforming into a giant seemingly able to prop up heaven and earth, gripping the staff and striking down!

"Hiss!"

The Bashe Yao God flicked its tongue, divine light bursting forth, shattering the peach-wood staff, his voice hoarse: "Kuafu, you can't!"

"Let Yi come over, that'll be about right!"

"What's the point of saying so much?" Kuafu paid no heed; as the peach-wood staff fell again, lo and behold, towering ancient trees blossomed, releasing floral fragrance that intoxicated the world.

He clashed with the Bashe Yao God, shifting the battlefield, gradually moving away from the ordinary soldiers' ground, so that the aftermath would not ravage and cause too many human soldiers to die.

The Yao Court may not care about cannon fodder, but the human race feels great pain for its own people.

"Qiongqi Yao God, I'm a bit itchy for a fight; please instruct me."

As the ruler of the Dongyi, going onto the battlefield is inevitable; Chonghua carefully selected, picking one sufficiently able to endure a beating.

He cannot afford to lose face; at the very least, his battle record must be presentable.

Qiongqi, who was sparring with Chonghua, looked at the Dongyi ruler's pair of double pupils, suddenly shivered, feeling a creepy sensation.

(End of chapter)