One must know that even though Lu Ye had just advanced to the Sunshine realm, his foundation was deep. His true strength was not something an ordinary Sunshine realm cultivator could compare to. Furthermore, Hu Po had integrated the souls of the six Spiritlings, increasing his strength by twenty percent. In such a state, even if there was a late-stage Sunshine realm cultivator in front of him, Lu Ye was confident that he could fight.
However, Zi Xuan's largest warship was able to block such an attack. This undoubtedly meant that the warship's defensive strength was at the late-stage Sunshine realm!
And this was not its limit.
Because it still had the strength to attack, almost at the same time as Lu Ye's giant blade slashed down, the largest warship hummed and a thick beam of light suddenly erupted from the front of the warship. In an instant, it broke through the limit of distance and attacked directly into the distance.
And that direction was where the Jade Conch cultivators' allied army was located!
Lu Ye suddenly turned his head and looked, his heart couldn't help but be in his throat.
He was right next to the warship and could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in the beam of light. It was definitely not something a Sunshine realm cultivator could withstand.
If such an attack really landed in the midst of the Jade Conch cultivators, it would cause countless casualties in an instant.
Fortunately, at this critical moment, a tall figure stood out from the bustling crowd. It was Luan Xiaoe.
There were quite a few Sunshine cultivators on their side this time, but the Spiritlings' Sunshine had already been possessed by the Spiritlings' Sunshine and were locked in a fierce battle with the Demon Venerables. The only ones left were the three people who rushed back from the Three World Island.
Among them, Lu Ye's task was to deal with Zi Xuan's warships. Yan Miao had another important task and would not directly participate in the battle this time.
The last remaining Luan Xiaoe hid in the crowd of cultivators and attacked with the thousands of troops. Under the premise that the number of cultivators and overall strength of both sides were almost the same, with Sunshine in charge, they would naturally have the absolute advantage in the following confrontation.
She didn't want to be exposed so quickly, but now she had no choice but to stand out.
Under the ferocious urging of Rizhao's mana, Luan Xiaoe's entire body emitted a bright light. She raised her hand and a small bell-like protective magic weapon was summoned. It spun above her head, and with the surge of mana, the small bell suddenly turned into a shadow. It expanded with a loud bang and covered her entire body, as well as a large area.
It happened to block the attack of the bright beam of light!
In the next moment, the battleship's attack bombarded the bell shadow. The thick white light was like a white lightning bolt, containing the power to destroy the heaven and earth. In just two breaths, the bell shadow shattered and Luan Xiaoe was sent flying, blood spurting out of her body.
Even though she had activated her defensive magic treasure, she was still injured by the attack. Fortunately, she was able to block the attack.
Lu Ye saw this scene from afar and flew into a rage.
Fortunately, there were enough sunshine on their side, and Luan Xiaoe was placed among the cultivators in advance. Otherwise, who knows how many people would have suffered under this attack.
Sure enough, no one could predict the future in a battle of this level. There would always be accidents in the process of battle.
Luan Xiaoe's life was not in danger. Lu Ye could sense that her aura was just a little weak.
Seeing that the battleships around him were preparing to attack again, he didn't hesitate anymore. He raised his hand and grabbed the void, summoning the Sword Gourd!
With his current strength, he had a chance to destroy this battleship, but that would take time.
What they lacked the most right now was time. They might not be able to block such an attack.
He could only summon the Sword Gourd!
Channeling his magic power and spiritual sense, a sword light flew out from the mouth of the Sword Gourd. Following the guidance of Lu Ye's spiritual sense, it pierced towards the battleship beside him.
Compared to the size of the battleship, this sword light was like an embroidery needle.
However, the battleship's defense that could block his giant blade slash was as fragile as paper in front of this needle-like sword qi. The not-so-bright sword light easily broke through the battleship's defense, penetrated the battleship, and then came out the other side of the battleship.
The light shattered, and the dazzling defense on the battleship's surface turned into fluorescent light dancing in the air. In an instant, it was as if a group of fireflies had appeared in the starry sky.
Lu Ye raised the Pan Shan Saber in his hand again. Channeling his magic power, an even larger blade quickly condensed and slashed down.
Silently, the battleship without any protection could no longer resist this slash. It followed in the footsteps of the first battleship, breaking into two halves. At the same time, under the sweep of the saber light, many lives were annihilated.
Even more Yao cultivators fled in fear, their faces ashen.
"Kill!" In the starry sky ahead, the cultivators of Yu Luo shouted. Countless cultivators got into formation, gathering boundless killing intent, and swept towards the battleship like a fierce wave.
The Yao cultivators were in a mess.
The fleet of five battleships could no longer be their trump card. Moreover, the battle had started too hastily. Even the Yao cultivators were not prepared, let alone the Yao cultivators.
Lu Ye's figure flashed, and the saber light swept across, killing wantonly.
It could be said that the Yao cultivators were already in a disadvantageous position before the battle had even begun.
On the other side, the Yao cultivators of Sunshine were in a battle. Each of the Yao cultivators was extremely sullen.
This was because none of them had the upper hand in any of the ten battles. They were all in a state of being suppressed!
This was unimaginable.
They were all Sunshine cultivators from the Zixuan Demon Planet. At the same level of cultivation, their foundation was stronger than the average Sunshine cultivator. They had always been the ones suppressing others. Since when were they the ones being suppressed?
Especially Mo Xuan, a Great Yao cultivator. His opponent was Su Yuqing.
He could feel that his opponent was also at the peak of the Sunshine Realm. But she was from the Hominid Clan. How could she suppress him?
As everyone knew, due to the special physique of the Hominin Clan and the fact that they cultivated the Way of Spiritual Talismans, their ability to fight head-on was often slightly weaker than other clans. They relied more on the Spiritual Talismans that they refined themselves, so they had many means to fight, but their ability to fight head-on was not enough.
Not to mention a large race like the Yao cultivators.
Under normal circumstances, in a battle between Mo Xuan and Su Yuqing, the latter would definitely be at a disadvantage. But now, the situation was reversed.
Mo Xuan could not accept this.
The battle had just begun, and the situation was already like this. If this continued, wouldn't it mean that all the Yao cultivators of the Yao cultivators would be defeated?
"The Hominid Clan... Just the Hominid Clan!" Mo Xuan was enraged. Losing the battle made him feel like he was being humiliated for no reason. It would be fine if he lost to the Sunshine Tribe, but losing to the Hominid Tribe was something he could not accept.
He was filled with murderous intent. He swore to himself that no matter what price he had to pay, he would kill all the Hominid Clan.
But at this moment, a "dong" sound came from somewhere in the starry sky.
Sound could not be transmitted in the starry sky. Cultivators could only communicate through telepathy or mana. But this sound was extremely clear. It was transmitted into the ears of all the cultivators in the starry sky. It was transmitted into the ears of all the cultivators in the starry sky who were launching attacks or organizing defenses.
And everyone could tell that it was the sound of a drum.
Mo Xuan did not know where the sound came from, but he did not have the time to care about it. His mind was focused on Su Yuqing. He wanted to tear this reckless Hominid Clan girl into pieces and let her know the tragic fate of those who dared to oppose him.
Not only Mo Xuan, but the other Yao cultivators as well.
Only the Hominid Clan's Sunshine had a thought. "It's here."
Near the battleship that was cut in two, Lu Ye was filled with murderous intent. He glanced at the location of Mount Fangcun. In that direction, a central battleship lay outside Mount Fangcun, maintaining a posture that could retreat into Mount Fangcun at any time.
This central battleship was the one that Lu Ye brought back from the Wanxiang Sea. Its size was almost the same as the four smaller battleships that Zi Xuan dispatched this time. They were all of the same grade.
At this moment, on the deck of the battleship, several figures stood.
There were not many of them, only less than two hundred. They were all women. Some looked no different from humans, while others had a human body and a fish tail.
These were the female cultivators of the Mermaid Clan.
The leader was Great Elder Yan Miao!
Today, she was dressed in tight-fitting clothes that outlined her graceful figure. Her long hair was tied up high, making her look valiant and formidable. There was a big drum in front of her!
The big drum had a radius of thirty feet and was entirely jade-colored. Only the drum's surface was light red. There were complicated and ancient patterns on the drum's surface that crisscrossed with each other, giving off a sense of time.
She held two drumsticks in her hands. One of them fell on the drum's surface, while the other was raised high. The sound of the drum just now was obviously from her.
Behind her, there were four other Mermaid Clan cultivators lined up in a row. They were the three elders of the Mermaid Clan and the princess, Bai Lu.
Among the higher-ups of the Mermaid Clan, there was only one elder left to guard the territory except for the ignorant Queen. The rest were all here.
There were also big drums in front of the three elders and Bai Lu, but compared to the one in front of Yan Miao, their drums were undoubtedly much smaller. Even so, they were comparable to a table.
One big drum and four small ones. There were five drums, all of which were extremely ancient.
These five drums were extraordinary. Lu Ye had some understanding of them before. He knew that these five drums were a clan weapon that had been passed down since ancient times. They were extremely precious.
As for what these five drums could do, Yan Miao didn't go into detail. He only told Lu Ye that there would be a pleasant surprise when the time came!
Behind the five drums were the female cultivators of the Mermaid Clan. They were arranged in a semicircle on the deck. Each of them had their hands tightly clasped in front of their chests. Their heads were slightly bowed and their expressions were solemn.
Boom! Yan Miao's raised drumstick fell, and a second sound rang out.
Then, a third, a fourth …
At first, the drumbeats were sparse, but they gradually became more concentrated. After ten beats, a bizarre scene appeared. The faint red color of the drum surface suddenly deepened, as if it was soaked in blood. Every time the drumsticks fell, it seemed as if they were smashing into a pool of blood.
Ripples visible to the naked eye radiated out in all directions from the center of the five drums. They swept out like waves, surging tides, and even the empty starry sky became sparkling as these ripples spread out. (End of Chapter)
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