Xiao Lan crossed the Chaotic Sea and stood there in a daze for a moment. Her Nascent Divinity was almost torn out of her body by the Yin and Yang energy.
Her cultivation base was still too weak, and she almost couldn't bear the pull of the Great Path of Yin and Yang.
Her surroundings were still filled with a boundless aura of Primal Chaos. She hurriedly summoned the five Spirit Tribe experts. The latter immediately surrounded Xiao Lan and looked around cautiously.
"Commander Xiao, this is the edge of the Primitive Universe."
"Quick, go find Sister Xinke!"
"I can vaguely feel that Master is not far from here," a Spirit said in a low voice. He was the spirit core controlled by Ao Xinke, and he could be considered an elder of the Black Spirit Kingdom. With his divine power, he had saved Xiao Lan and Feng Wu when the Black Spirit Kingdom was destroyed.
Without saying a word, the five of them held Xiao Lan back with their energy and rushed to where Ao Xinke was at their fastest speed.
Before they could fly far, an army of the Spirit Race blocked their way.
Xiao Lan held up a wooden tablet that looked ordinary but actually contained a unique Dao rune. Along the way, the Spirit Race army made way for her and passed the news of her arrival to the rear.
Such a short journey was unbearable for Xiao Lan.
After all, a Saint of the Great Path was rushing here with hundreds of thousands of his former subordinates. At this time, they might already be fighting with the Spirit Race army near the Black Spirit Kingdom, but the news could not be sent back in time.
In fact, Ao Xinke and the others had already noticed the change in the Black Spirit Kingdom.
After all, if the Spirit expert who controlled the spirit core died, the people who controlled the spirit core would also be affected, and they would immediately sense the dissipation of the wisp of soul.
In the battle of the Black Spirit Kingdom, more than a hundred Chaos Spirit Race experts who stayed behind were killed. How could Ao Xinke and the others not know about that?
Apart from the armies led by Chijing Zi and Daoist Huang Long, who were at the back, and the two Daoist priests, who were hiding on the road to the Primordial World from the Black Spirit Country, the few commanders who were in charge of the armies gathered around Ao Xinke to discuss the matter.
The destruction of the Heiling Nation was too sudden and rapid. Even the news from the other side hadn't reached them yet. The lag of information caused by such a long distance was indeed inexplicable.
He could not let the Saint send a message back. The strength of the Primordial World was far from that strong. The Saint of Merit was also a rare and valuable combat power.
When the news of Xiao Lan's arrival reached their ears, Ao Xinke heaved a sigh of relief. Then, she immediately asked, "Other than Commander Xiao, is there anyone else? Where are mother and Feng Wu? "
"I haven't seen Mistress and Commander Feng. Commander Xiao is being escorted by five generals and is on his way here."
"Let's lead them here!"
Ao Xinke no longer cared about hiding her whereabouts. Her orders were quickly sent out, and Xiao Lan arrived even faster.
An hour later, the two of them finally met.
When she saw Ao Xinke, Xiao Lan could not hold back her tears. Her eyes turned red, and she burst into tears.
She had been too worried along the way. She thought about her husband fighting ten Saints of the Great Path alone while he was trapped in the array. She did not know how he was doing. She, who had always been cared for and cared for by her grandmother and Yang Jian, could not bear the torment.
However, when Xiao Lan cried, Ao Xinke and the others immediately panicked.
"Lan 'er, what's wrong? Where are Feng Wu and mother? "
Xiao Lan also knew that she could not panic. She stopped crying and quickly said in a hoarse voice, "Feng Wu and mother are hiding in Saint's Tomb in Xuandu City. I was sent back by the remnant spirit of a Saint. The Heiling Nation was destroyed by 14 Saints of the Great Path …"
"We didn't have the strength to fight back. Only dozens of generals survived. They are now guarding mother and Feng Wu."
Ao Xinke's voice trembled. "Is my husband safe?"
"He … He is still fighting with those Saints in Xuandu City. He has killed three strong enemies, but he is trapped in a trapping array. Another Saint of the Great Path is leading hundreds of thousands of strong soldiers to the Primitive Land! He must be fighting with the rear army led by the two Uncle-Masters now! "
"Ten? A trapping array? "Ao Fangtian's eyes widened.
Kong Xuan was more concerned. "The rear army is far away from us. Even if they send reinforcements, they won't be able to make it in time. We can only quickly order … Where did those strong soldiers come from?"
"The Great Tomb of the Hundred Mountains." Xiao Lan naturally heard the news from her subordinates and was prepared to deal with it.
Unfortunately, all her schemes could not withstand the joint attack of the 14 Saints of the Great Path.
"Although there are only hundreds of thousands of strong soldiers, they are all Golden Immortals and Daira, and there are countless Saint-to-be mixed among them. They are far from what our army can handle." Xiao Lan had regained her usual calmness and said firmly, "At this time, we can only summon the experts above the Golden Immortal realm who have not entered the Primitive Land and rush over to resist them! Only then will we have a chance to stop them. "
"Chu Qi has already brought half of the experts into the Primitive Land to provide reinforcements," Ao Xinke said worriedly, then paced back and forth.
Ao Fangtian said, "We must first send someone to report this matter to the Saint."
"I'll go arrange it." Kong Xuan turned around and gave the order. Immediately, dozens of Spirit experts flew out of the warship and hurriedly sent the message to the Primitive Land.
Ao Xinke sighed softly and said in a deep voice, "Let's do as Lan 'er said. We'll gather the remaining experts. We don't have to start with Golden Immortals. We'll take half of those whose cultivation bases are comparable to Heaven Immortals. That way, we can fight against them."
"But that Saint of the Great Path …" Ao Fangtian sighed. "Forget it. Let's go and see if we can hold them back."
Kong Xuan said softly, "This great tribulation is really not that easy to pass."
"Ah …"
Ao Xinke stared at the Primordial Land with a hesitant look in her eyes. In the end, she said in a low voice, "Brother, let's go to the Dragon Palace and see if we can invite a few experts to help."
"The Dragon Palace's troops are also involved in the battle. I'm afraid it's difficult to mobilize them."
"We have to give it a try. Eldest Brother and the others must have hidden a backup plan in case the Primordial World is defeated. They can protect the Dragons' bloodline and escape," Ao Xinke said. "If the Primordial World no longer exists and the tangible world is destroyed, although the Chaos Sea is huge, how can it escape the pursuit of the Saints?"
"This …" Ao Fangtian was also a little hesitant, but then he nodded heavily. Without saying anything else, he rushed to the Primordial World to seek help.
Xiao Lan was already standing on the star map at the side, looking at the rear of the Spirit army that had come to the Primordial World to support them.
Presumably, there was already a river of blood …
"I wonder if Uncle-Master Huang Long and Uncle-Master Chijing are safe."
As soon as she said that, the few of them could only look at each other in silence.
The enemy was fierce, and there were not many experts left in the rear. Even the Black Spirit Kingdom's base camp could not withstand a single attack from the enemy and was destroyed in an instant. How could Huanglong Daoist and the others resist Xu Mo's old subordinates, led by a Saint of the Great Path?
In fact, they had already realized Xiao Lan's worry, but they could not say it out loud.
Even if they immediately set off to support the Huanglong Daoist, even if they had the support of many arrays, it would take them at least two days to reach the place where Huanglong Daoist was without the escort of a Saint.
In fact, the wisest move at this time was to set up a defense nearby. But if they really did that, they would be giving up on Yang Jian's two uncle-masters.
"There's no need to worry too much," Kong Xuan said. "Both Chijing and Huanglong know the importance of their lives. Many of their subordinates are fighting against powerful enemies in the Primordial Universe. If they die, the Primordial Universe will lose a lot of its combat power."
"That's right," Ao Xinke said. "Uncle-Master Huang Long has always been very shrewd. He will definitely not get into trouble easily. Let's call over the generals under the two uncle-masters and see how they are."
Xiao Lan nodded gently and could only sigh softly. She said, "Sister, what are our chances of winning? Can we rush back to protect our husband? "
"Your husband might come to support us." Kong Xuan rolled his eyes. "What can we do in a battle between Saints? He's just hiding at the side and cheering, telling Yang Jian that we've won. "
As he spoke, a general reported that the army had assembled according to their request.
Without waiting for Ao Fangtian and the experts of the Dragons, Ao Xinke immediately asked Xiao Lan to take over all the military affairs here. Then, she flew out of the immortal warship with Kong Xuan and led millions of Spirits back the way they came.
Ao Xinke's order was to prepare for battle at all times. She did not know if the old subordinates of those supreme experts would suddenly appear.
Just a moment after the army set off, dozens of streams of light flew out of the Primordial Universe and chased after them.
Those were dragon-headed elders, and they were also the last bit of the Dragon Clan's foundation. With their help, Ao Xinke would also be a bit more confident.
Their deduction was correct. The Saint of the Great Path had led hundreds of thousands of old subordinates of Xu Mo to wipe out the Spirit army along the way.
Most of the Spirit army that the Heiling Kingdom had painstakingly gathered was destroyed by the enemy's attack before they could figure out who the enemy was.
The difference in their combat power was too great.
Just as Kong Xuan had said, after Master Red Essence and Huanglong Daoist discovered such a strong enemy, they tried to organize experts to stop them, but the enemy easily broke through their defense line.
Fortunately, Huanglong Daoist had a sudden idea and saved Master Red Essence and her lives.
Halfway between the Primordial Universe and the Xuandu City, there was a ruined battlefield floating in the Chaotic Sea. Countless living beings were buried here, and the person who had slaughtered this place had already rushed forward and gone far away.
Behind one of the ferocious beast warships, two figures emerged from the neck of a huge headless corpse.
There was no sage-like demeanor or extraordinary bearing. At this moment, there was only fear and embarrassment.
A Daoist sighed and said, "Ah, I never thought that I would have to use this method to survive!"
The Daoist had used a spell to clean himself. Who else could it be but Master Red Essence's right hand?
"How can we not survive? That group of quasi-sages rushed over, and there was a real Saint of the Great Path among them! " After Huang Long cleaned up the blood on his body, he changed into a Daoist robe. "If we die, how many experts will die in vain? Fortunately, my intrinsic mystical ability, Fortune Rivalling Heaven, worked in time. Otherwise, that Saint of the Great Path would have definitely seen through it. "
"Ah." Master Red Essence looked at the countless corpses around him and let out a long sigh.
"Living beings are in misery and suffering, living beings are in misery and suffering!"
"This is how the Great Tribulation is. It's useless to sigh. Let's go and see if there are any more who escaped just now. Pack up the troops and rush back to support them."
Huanglong Daoist stomped her feet and cursed. "If the Primordial World really dies because of this enemy, I'll self-destruct and drag a few of them down with me!"
"Okay!"
Master Red Essence was also enraged. After saying that, the two of them transformed into two streams of light and flew toward the burial grounds of the various tribes.
Unfortunately, almost none of the tens of millions of soldiers were alive.
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