Chapter 934: with translation of chapter title

Faced with another large-scale offensive by the Human Race, all the Undying Emperors were utterly depressed.

How can the Human Race be so fierce, and so warlike to this degree?

For a moment, the hall fell into a long silence; only after a long while did an Undying Emperor speak.

Engage in battle?

What else can we do?

The Human Race is attacking; given the situation, we can only grit our teeth and engage in battle.

And as the order to engage was given, the many Undying Race below, including these young Heavenly Pride and strong ones of the Three Holy Lands, were utterly depressed.

When was the last clash?

The day before yesterday.

So they've come again today?

Many Undying Race gathered, saying with a look of utter hopelessness, 'We feel like we just retreated from the battlefield, haven't even caught a comfortable breath, and damn it, these Human Race have attacked again?'

Hearing that, the other Undying Race could only remain silent, not knowing what to say.

Morale was low, but there was nothing to be done; facing the Human Race's offensive, they still had to go onto the battlefield.

When the two sides met, the situation was completely different from that of the Undying Race; the Human Race's fighting spirit was soaring to the heavens.

Their eyes red, saliva dripping from their mouths, the canopy had already been set up; all that remained was to wait for the battle to begin.

Kill.

With a shout of 'kill,' the Human Race launched the attack; even though they bore wounds, they still appeared vigorous and imposing.

Really damn it, it's like seeing ghosts.

Faced with such astonishing fighting spirit from the Human Race, the Undying Race here were completely cowed; these Human Race seemed impossible to kill.

They are supposed to be the Undying Race.

The battle remained extremely fierce, but outside the canopy, it was equally bustling.

Everyone was drinking meat soup and eating large meat buns, simply a delight.

Being able to eat this hot meal was simply perfect.

And not far from the battlefield, the people of the Four Alliances and Ten Merchant Guilds stood on the city walls, looking enviously toward the canopy.

The canopy was originally behind the battlefield, so standing on the city walls allowed one to see the lively scene there.

The people of the Four Alliances and Ten Merchant Guilds were envious to the extreme.

But there was no way; Ye Zhangqing and the Spirit Culinary Alliance had already said that spirit food could currently only be fully supplied for wartime needs.

Thus, under normal circumstances, no spirit food is provided—not even the Dao Yi Shengdi can get any, let alone them.

But as alliances and merchant guilds, they do not go onto the battlefield; they mainly handle logistics.

Thus, after several battles, they could only watch helplessly as others in the front drank soup and ate meat, while they could only stare from the rear.

Every time they saw others feasting with grease dripping from their mouths, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

I can't bear it anymore; this life is simply not fit for a person.

What can we do? We can't go onto the battlefield...

Who said we can't go onto the battlefield? In this war of extermination, as cultivators of the Human Race, we naturally bear the responsibility.

Huh???

Someone spoke up; hearing that, the surrounding people all cast their gazes.

A gleam flashed in their eyes; this suggestion seemed not problematic.

We are all Human Race cultivators; why can't we go onto the battlefield? Besides, this is a war of extermination.

"Then we.............."

Not knowing the thoughts of the Four Alliances and Ten Merchant Guilds, after a feast of food and drink... no, after a fierce battle, the Undying Race was defeated again.

And the Human Race side also returned victorious once again.

Although many were wounded again, every face bore an excited smile.

After eating a full meal, who wouldn't be happy?

Even the disciples of the Dao Yi Shengdi gathered around Ye Zhangqing and said.

Elder Ye Zhangqing, for the next battle, how about we eat a meal? We've drunk too much meat soup; let's eat something dry first.

I think beef noodles would be more suitable; stewed noodles would also work.

Huh???

Hearing the crowd's words, Ye Zhangqing froze, 'You guys actually want to order dishes on the battlefield?'

Looking at the crowd with a strange gaze, seeing this, Xu Jie reacted the quickest and hurriedly said.

Junior Brother Ye Zhangqing, everyone also has some wishes due to the cruelty of battle.

I'll give it a try.

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing also found it reasonable; after all, he had personally witnessed the cruelty of the extermination war.

Facing the people's small requests, if they can be satisfied, we should do our utmost to satisfy them.

Seeing Ye Zhangqing nod, everyone cheered, while secretly already planning for the next battle.

Or should we not rest tomorrow and just go straight into action?

Returning to Tianhong Guan, they continued to heal wounds in seclusion, everyone exerting their utmost to recover.

The faster their wounds healed, the sooner they could eat; no one wanted to waste time.

The entire Tianhong Guan was silent.

And as Ye Zhangqing prepared rice or noodles for the next battle, everyone was craving it terribly; as expected, the next day they launched another attack directly.

'Again? This is getting excessive; now we don't even have a day's rest?'

The big battle that broke out yesterday had only just passed a night, and the Human Race is attacking again?

Faced with the news of the Human Race's renewed attack, the myriad Undying Great Emperors were utterly furious—this is really bullying too much!

But this also succeeded in gathering the anger in the hearts of many Undying Great Emperors, and they spoke fiercely.

"Good, the Human Race wants to wear us down, huh? Then let's see who can outlast whom."

"Prepare for battle—I just don't believe it; could it be that every single Human Race member is actually immortal?"

The Undying Race side again chose to meet the attack, and this time, many Undying Race members, being pushed too hard, actually saw their morale rebound.

Each felt that the Human Race was bullying them too much; better to die together than submit, so their morale was considerably stronger than before.

"Brothers, at worst we'll go all out against these Human Race people."

"Exactly, do they really think we're soft persimmons to be pinched at will? With such frequent attacks, today we'll go all out against them."

"Kill!"

With high morale, the myriad Undying Great Emperors all nodded in satisfaction; unexpectedly, the Human Race's step-by-step pressure actually boosted their morale even more, and for a moment their fighting spirit kept rising.

However, such morale couldn't last long; as the fighting flared up again, the Undying Race noticed—how did the Human Race end up with so many Pill Masters, Talisman Masters, Formation Masters, and Weapon Refiners?

Why are these people also on the battlefield? They damn well shouldn't be back in the rear!

As for the Human Race's Pill Masters, the Undying Race naturally had some understanding of them.

Compared to sending them to the front lines, keeping them in the rear to guarantee logistical support would be far more meaningful.

But now, these Pill Masters and Talisman Masters have not only been sent to the battlefield, but... each of them fights with damned fierce bravery.

Take, for example, the three alliance leaders of the Pill Master Alliance—each wielding a big blade, they cut a path of seven advances and seven retreats through the crowd.

"You damn well tell me this is a Pill Master?"

The Undying Race stared wide‑eyed—this damn well is a Pill Master?