Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 673 - 668: With You Alone, You Can’t Stop Me!
Armies confronted each other, and a great battle was on the verge of erupting!
However, at this very moment, a team suddenly swept across the sky from afar. Looking overwhelmingly numerous, there appeared to be more than six hundred people, each of their auras not weak in the least. Especially noteworthy was the team's orderly and unified presence, which created a powerful momentum that soared into the heavens, both majestic and vast.
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"This is... Military Soul!" The strong men from several great powers showed shock on their faces and couldn't help exclaiming aloud.
"Whose force does this team belong to, to have actually condensed a Military Soul? This is simply too incredible!" exclaimed several Hall Masters from Xuanyuan Hall, astonished.
"A Military Soul requires not only strict discipline within the team but also a strong and powerful leader. Especially for teams with higher Cultivation Realms, the difficulty of cultivating a Military Soul is even greater. However, many in this team are Grandmasters of the Golden Core Realm, and still, they are so well-ordered. This is simply too shocking!"
Strong men from both the Yin-Yang Temple and the Vampire Divine Court were likewise astonished beyond measure.
In fact, everyone knew that, whether it be Martial Artists or Cultivators, the higher the Cultivation Realm, the less they could stand to be constrained. As their strength and self-awareness grew, naturally, they became more reluctant to be controlled by others. Therefore, forming a strong and disciplined team was exceedingly difficult.
Unless there was a strong and powerful leader or Commander-in-Chief!
Clearly, the almost tangible Military Soul that soared up into the sky in the distance indicated that its Commander-in-Chief or leader must surely be a Great Power!
"Who could have imagined that our Human Race would have such a strong leader? This is truly a blessing for our people!" exclaimed the Bu Family Patriarch from Xuanyuan Hall.
Once a team condensed a Military Soul, their combat power usually saw a significant increase. It could be said that this was undoubtedly a brave and mighty lion!
The Old Man with the Big Tobacco Pipe glanced at them and chuckled, "He has come, indeed he has not disappointed us!"
The Red-Nosed man also said with emotion, "In such a short time, this lad has pulled together such a high-level team. He really has done something extraordinary!"
As their words fell, led by Ye Feng, with Xiao Rulong and Chi Jark accompanying him on his left and right, and surrounded by several army corps leaders and the women including Hong Qingyan and Long Nannan, the team marched mightily onto the Great Wall of Heaven.
The Loose Cultivators and Cultivators who had previously stood there quickly stepped aside, giving enough space to this team. They had no choice; the momentum of this team was simply too vast and imposing.
However, when they clearly saw that the leader of the team was Ye Feng, many were struck with disbelief. Their jaws dropped as they seemed unable to believe what was unfolding before their eyes.
"It's... it's actually Ye Feng, this youngster! How is this possible? When did he acquire such a mighty team of subordinates?" said Hong Wuji, the Second Hall Master of Xuanyuan Hall, in shock.
"Damn it, that Ye Feng has so many strong subordinates; nearly a hundred and fifty Grandmasters of the Golden Core Realm, fifty at Half-Step Golden Core Realm, and almost all others at the Foundation Establishment Realm. And these Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators seem capable of breaking through before too long. This is too terrifying!"
Even the Yin-Yang Divine Master of the Yin-Yang Temple and the Divine Lords of the Vampire Divine Court were shocked beyond belief. After all, except for the absence of the top-tier Yin-Yang Mirror Great Powers, their middle strength was almost on par with any of the Four Great Powers.
In other words, once Ye Feng advanced to the Yin-Yang Mirror, he would entirely have the potential to start his own faction, becoming one among the major forces, standing toe to toe with the current Four Great Powers!
At this moment, the high-level members of the Demon Horn Tribe opposite also took notice of the activity on the Great Wall of Heaven. Several Great Powers at the centre of the Altar Formation, including the Commander-in-Chief of the Demon Horn Tribe, were keeping a close watch on Ye Feng.
"This Human lad seems quite extraordinary. I actually sense a whiff of danger from him!" one of the Yin-Yang Mirror Great Powers said in a deep voice.
"This lad should be at the Peak of the Golden Core Realm, as far as I can tell. To think he could raise such a powerful team, he indeed possesses some capability!" said one of the Deputy Commanders of the Demon Horn Tribe.
The Great Commander's expression became focused, and he suddenly spoke with a vaguely frightened tone, "Impossible, this can't be possible. The aura of this lad... how can it be so similar to that Sovereign of the Human Race from more than two thousand years ago? This cannot be!"
"Great Commander, what do you mean, the Human Sovereign from over two thousand years ago? Wasn't that person long since fallen?" asked both Deputy Commanders in unison.
The Great Commander of the Demon Horn Tribe furrowed his brows tightly and said, "No, this lad is not that person, it's just that the aura is somewhat similar. Based on our tribe's secret records, that Sovereign of the Human Race fought against our eight strongest for three days and nights. Although they were eventually defeated, he was also severely injured and soon after breathed his last. Of course, I read this in the secret lore, and our family has some of his aura preserved, which is why it feels familiar!"
One of the Deputy Commanders of the Demon Horn Tribe asked, "Could it be that this person has cultivated that man's Cultivation Technique? According to what their Human Race says, is it possible that he has inherited the legacy from that Sovereign of two thousand years ago?"
"There is such a possibility!"
The facial expression of the Great Commander of the Demon Horn Tribe changed, and as his complexion shifted, the tentacles on his head turned red, indicating his anger or nervousness. Through gritted teeth, he roared, "Damned be it, if he truly has inherited that man's legacy, then it's undoubtedly a major event. According to our tribe's records, had it not been for that Human Sovereign's interception, our ancestors would have taken over the Human Realm long ago, instead of having to wait until today!"
"Exactly, so this Human lad, by all means, cannot be allowed to live any longer. We must eradicate him before he fully matures; otherwise, he will surely become a significant threat to our Demon Horn Tribe in the future!" the two Deputy Commanders said.
"Mo Keye, heed my command!" the Great Commander ordered directly.
"Your subordinate is here, Great Commander. What are your orders?" A Yin-Yang Mirror Grandmaster immediately knelt on one knee from behind.
"Once the great battle begins, you will be responsible for hunting down that boy. Remember, if he does not die, you need not return alive!" the Great Commander ordered sternly, a clear death order.
The Yin-Yang Mirror Grandmaster clasped his hands and said, "Please rest assured, Great Commander. A mere Human Race cultivator at the Golden Core Realm, an ant-like creature, I will certainly bring his head back!"
The Great Commander barked, "Remember, the Human Race is naturally cunning and suspicious. There is a saying among them: 'A crafty rabbit has three burrows', which means they often have many hidden cards and methods. Especially that boy, if he really is that person's inheritor, his methods will surely not be few. Be sure to not be careless later, observe in secret, and find the perfect time to launch a surprise attack for a decisive kill!"
"Furthermore, make sure to bring back his storage ring to me. This is a military order!"
"Understood!" the Yin-Yang Grandmaster clasped his hands again.
At this very moment, Ye Feng had already rushed to the sides of Old Long and the red-nosed elder. The great battle would start in three minutes.
Old Long shook his head and sighed, "You've caused such a big commotion. I'm afraid someone from the Demon Horn Tribe might recognize you now."
"Recognize me?" Ye Feng was startled, but he quickly grasped the true meaning of Old Long's words and sneered, "Even if they recognize my inheritance, what of it? No matter what, the Great Wall of Heaven must not fall!"
Old Long nodded slightly and lamented, "Be very careful once the battle starts. Once it begins, I'm afraid I won't be able to look after you!"
The red-nosed elder also said, "Our goal, along with Old Long, is to fully destroy the Altar Formation. You can just coordinate with the other Yin-Yang Mirror holders!"
"No problem!" Ye Feng nodded.
At that moment, in the midst of the Demon Horn Tribe army, the Altar Formation suddenly lit up with rays of light.
The heart blood from the three Yin-Yang Mirror Grandmasters from the Northwest Little Mountain Village had already been infused into the altar, and the formation was on the verge of activation.
Old Long took a step forward, and his gigantic energy silhouette once more extended across the sky. He pronounced each word, "To defend the Human Realm, kill for me!
The word "kill" shook the heavens and earth. At this moment, the Great Wall of Heaven trembled, and even the sky changed color. Everyone was mobilized, and many mighty warriors atop the Great Wall of Heaven moved like a flood, charging down towards the Demon Horn Tribe.
The Demon Horn Tribe Great Commander rose into the air, and in an instant, a huge silhouette appeared at the other end of the sky dome.
The Demon Horn Tribe army surged forward like a tide, as they had to protect the Altar Formation at all costs. It must not be broken; otherwise, the Demon Horn Tribe's painstaking preparations would surely go to waste, and their invasion into the Human Realm would have to be delayed.
In fact, unbeknownst to the Human Race, the Demon Horn Tribe, while powerful, was also facing a difficult predicament in the alien space-time. They urgently needed a breakthrough, so they were willing to pay any price to break through the Great Wall of Heaven and Enter the Human Realm.
As the two armies clashed, the great battle finally unfolded. In an instant, this void erupted with earth-shattering sounds of slaughter.
"Human Race leader, today, no matter what, you will not stop our Demon Horn Tribe. Your Human Realm is destined to become our backyard!" The Demon Horn Tribe Great Commander spoke coldly, thrusting out his palm from mid-air.
"Such noise. With just you, you're not enough to stop me!" Old Long retorted coldly, sending out a palm strike through the air.
In an instant, two powerful Palm Seals collided like surging waves, with the terrifying shockwave sweeping outwards, causing both heaven and earth to tremble and rumble.
On their first exchange, neither could prevail over the other. Old Long raised his hand and in a flash, a beam of purple divine light, like a sky-piercing rainbow, shot out, tearing space where it passed.
Fortunately, the space in the Outer Battlefield was much more stable and robust than in the Earth Ancestral Land; otherwise, just this one rainbow's divine light would have likely caused space to collapse, rather than merely tearing it.
The Demon Horn Tribe Great Commander did not retreat; he waved the peculiarly shaped Wolf Fang Club in his hand and a beam of black Xuan Light shot out to meet the attack.
Old Long, worthy of being the Sovereign of the Human Race, had a Cultivation that could Reach the Sky and penetrate the earth. In the clash, his purple light directly shattered the opponent's black Xuan Light, and its momentum unabated, charged towards him.
The Demon Horn Tribe Great Commander's expression remained unchanged as he swung the Wolf Fang Club, releasing three beams of interlocked Xuan Light to counter and finally shatter Old Long's divine purple light.
At that moment, Old Long's figure darted towards the Altar Formation below.
"How dare you..." The Demon Horn Tribe Great Commander bellowed in rage.
