Chapter 88

In the Demon Calendar, year 374, the 2nd assembly, 8th fortune, Governor Di Jiang commanded ninety-seven shaman-demon Golden Immortals, the shaman-demon allied army numbered 800,000, marching to conquer the Eastern Wasteland, vowing to avenge past shame!

In this fortune, the Equal Heavenly Court also mobilized twenty Golden Immortal scions from the headquarters of the True Dragon King, True Phoenix King, and Qilin King, plus 180 Golden Immortals from the two demon clans, for a total of 200 Golden Immortals, and the demon allied army of 600,000 to meet the battle!

Ninety-seven versus two hundred, eight hundred thousand versus six hundred thousand — these two figures seem to be one advantage and one disadvantage for the Equal Heavenly Court.

But in fact, the Equal Heavenly Court is at a disadvantage in both of these figures!

In terms of Golden Immortal combat strength, among the Supreme Heavenly Court's ninety-seven Golden Immortals, ninety are long-established elder great shamans, and the remaining seven are the Heavenly Court's most formidable Star Lords — the Northern Dipper Seven Star Lords — who have trained together for years, their combat strength far surpassing that of ordinary Golden Immortals.

One could even say that any single one of these ninety-seven Golden Immortals, taken alone, is not much inferior to the previous lifetime's Golden Heavenly Emperor...

But on our side, of these two hundred Golden Immortals, only the twenty from the three houses' headquarters can barely hold their own against the enemy; the remaining 180 ordinary Golden Immortals of the two demon clans need, on average, three or even four of them to qualify to face a single old foe!

"But…… ancestor…… Governor, isn't the region thirty thousand li to the south just a desolate mountain?"

Anyway, it doesn't affect the outcome of the big battle, so let's just play...

Thus Di Jiang let out a sigh:

"This must be some innate spiritual treasure! Its grade is not low!"

But not long after, a new piece of news came back:

"Report! It's terrible, military supervisor! Those seven Star Lords are also surrounded!"

In this fortune, the two sides went to war, and the flames of battle scorched nearly half of the Eastern Wasteland!

"Let Xiangliu go rescue him."

Di Jiang:?

What's the situation? Surrounded again?

Di Jiang stared blankly:

"This Houyi, why is he besieged every time... does Mount Shouyang hate him that much?"

Houyi and Xiangliu, who were carried away as captives, were clearly knocked over by that magical treasure!

"Just who is it?!"

Di Jiang, with interest, issued orders to the messenger:

"Inform the frontline heavenly troops' Thunder Law division to shift the bombardment site thirty thousand li to the south!"

A losing position, undoubtedly a losing position.

Di Jiang:...

"Fun!"

Messenger:?

"Mount Shouyang can currently mobilize only two hundred Golden Immortals, right? Where do the extra ones come from... Could it be that Jin Bing has drawn more from the other three wastelands? Impossible, the Heavenly Court didn't tell me about that..."

He didn't even suspect Houyi of being an actor, after all Houyi always unwittingly draws special attention from Mount Shouyang, getting beaten and fleeing is perfectly normal; you can't possibly drive him to death.

"Yes!"

After a while like that, the messenger came again with an urgent report:

"Let's go! Go see!"

Eastern Wasteland.

Di Jiang paid no attention to those seven kids, only fixed his gaze on that extremely special person among the demon race's Golden Immortals:

That person wore plain cloth robes, his cultivation was only that of a True Immortal, appearing ordinary at first glance, but upon closer look, one would find his bearing extraordinary, not like an ordinary True Immortal...

This form of address undoubtedly revealed his identity; Di Jiang gritted his teeth and shouted his name:

Putting all this before your eyes, you can't help but sigh: the Supreme Heavenly Court is ultimately a skinny camel still bigger than a horse; we've already been working hard to develop, yet we still have slight disadvantages in every aspect.

This time, the Sun Star Lord also went all out, gritting his teeth to dispatch the seven strongest Northern Dipper Star Lords the Heavenly Court could muster, clearly aiming to smash the Eastern Wasteland in one blow and deal a heavy blow to the Golden Rebel.

Therefore, the numbers of troops on either side don't affect the situation; to decide victory, we only need to win the Golden Immortal battlefield!

Di Zhibing…… no, Di Jiang then lay back satisfied in his chair:

"This feeling is really not bad..."

Di Jiang's face darkened:

The entire army, from top to bottom, holds a death-defying resolve to defend the land and protect the people; we must win this battle...

"Could it be that I, the Governor, don't understand military affairs?"

Moreover, even if Jin Bing somehow pulls out a few wild Golden Immortals from some obscure corner, it's impossible for them to trap the seven Northern Dipper Star Lords!

When Di Jiang mobilized troops, he had already calculated it: although Mount Shouyang's strength is steadily increasing, he personally brought ninety great shamans to charge the Eastern Wasteland, and the most Jin Bing can scrape together to fight is just over two hundred Golden Immortals; once the fighting starts, our side holds a firm advantage.

The messenger trembled, quickly took the order and set off to carry it out.

But just then, another urgent report came from the front lines:

"Could it be a disciple of a sage?! But I've never seen a sage's disciple with such an appearance!"

Governor Di Jiang's shaman-demon allied army, you also command the demon allied army, employing various tactics alternately, the armies each have wins and losses.

"Let those seven Heavenly Court kids go rescue!"

Di Jiang watched the scene unfold, instinctively wanting to go save them, but then recalled the unspoken pact that a quasi-sage must not intervene; his raised hand could only fall helplessly...

Those seven Star Lords were meant for emergencies; if Mount Shouyang had any tricks, we'd let those seven handle them. In Di Jiang's view, these kids are strong enough—each can match Houyi one-on-one, and their combined attack would be even stronger!

Thus Di Jiang exploited this bug, personally micromanaging the 800,000-strong army, and launched a full-line offensive in the Eastern Wasteland...

"Yes!"

What need be said, having grown tired of the spectacle of mighty beings clashing with divine powers, this feeling of micromanaging troops in war is actually rather wonderful.

The demons cheered:

Di Jiang immediately widened his eyes:

"Am I the Governor or are you the Governor? You go, then you go!"

They laughed while shouting loudly in celebration.

The messenger soldier spoke weakly.

What's up with you two? You're sworn brothers, right?

"Every time, it's those two who drop the chain..."

"Yes..."

Di Jiang:...

【...】

Afterwards, Yi and Xiangliu, the sworn brothers, had already been knocked to the ground, and then a bunch of Demon Race Golden Immortals hoisted them up while laughing loudly, preparing to send them to the rear prisoner-of-war camp...

【But this battle must be fought even against the wind; if we don't fight, we'll be cut down by the karma‑free witch soldiers sweeping through the Eastern Wasteland!】

【On the Golden Immortal battlefield, the ninety‑seven Golden Immortals under the Supreme Heavenly Court and the two hundred Golden Immortals under the Equal Heavenly Court are locked in an unusually stalemate, both sides reaching a deadlock……】

These three are clearly peak Golden Immortals, with considerable experience; they are certainly not novice Golden Immortals who only know closed-door cultivation!

Meanwhile, these three fought the seven Beidou Star Lords with spells, while simultaneously each controlling a string of identical magic weapons, occasionally sneaking a strike at the Beidou Star Lords; each hit dimmed their protective stellar force a bit, leaving the seven in agony.

This isn't Di Jiang deliberately sabotaging things; to him, marching and waging war are merely toys and games, utterly unimportant.

As Di Jiang's thoughts swirled, the three old, middle-aged, and young Daoists, seemingly exhausted, each transformed into a strand of pure qi; the three strands, carrying the five-colored beads, twined and spiraled, finally charging into the encirclement of the Demon Race Golden Immortals and surging into the head of one of them.

【As for the army, its members are on average peak Mystic Immortals, even mixed with some Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals; the Equal Heavenly Court really can't spare more personnel for these mid‑tier forces, so it's forced to pit six hundred thousand against eight hundred thousand……】

Going all‑in is a form of wisdom!

But right now…… something's off……

Di Jiang commanded from the rear, occasionally deploying troops for battle; although by mutual agreement a half‑step sage cannot take the field, that only refers to personally engaging in combat, and it doesn't say a half‑step sage cannot serve as a commander.

Di Jiang glared fiercely across the battlefield, and soon spotted the few enemies who were making their move:

One elderly, one middle‑aged, one young.

"Report! Xiangliu… the Grand Witch Xiangliu is also surrounded!"

Di Jiang's heart jolted—there truly aren't many innate spiritual treasures in the world, let alone one of such high grade.

…

What nonsense, "Saving Grandpa with the Gourd Babies!"

"Just who are the people opposite us?"

Di Jiang walked out of the rear camp with a grim face.

That magic weapon looked like dozens of beads, but what exactly it was, Di Jiang couldn't make out, for it emitted five‑colored rays from its entire body; even Di Jiang felt a slight sting in his eyes.

Soon, the seven Beidou Star Lords marched to the Golden Immortal battlefield to rescue the trapped Yi and Xiangliu, those sworn brothers.

【No matter what, it's two hundred versus ninety‑seven; the advantage is yours!】

…

The seven star lords, having just broken free, hurriedly fled back to the rear camp……

"Long live Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty!"

Di Jiang cursed and swore, but still sent someone else to rescue:

By the time Di Jiang came to look himself, the seven Beidou Star Lords were struggling to hold on, strands of Beidou stellar power twining around their bodies, barely withstanding the enemy's attacks.

"Report! Grand Witch Yi is again surrounded by the enemy; he can barely hold on!"

【But don't worry, the lower‑ and mid‑tier combat strength in the Wasteland isn't what decides the war's outcome; the army is merely used to specifically kill the enemy's lower‑ and mid‑tier personnel, its purpose being to disperse the Heavenly Dao's karma, lest a Golden Immortal go on an unstoppable rampage among the weak and be instantly taken down by a saint, losing his title.】

"Metal! Fire!"

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(End of chapter)