When the sky collapses, there are taller people to hold it up.
Therefore, before the Spirit Realm’s invasion, although Jun Changxiao actively prepared, he had no intention of necessarily participating in battle.
When the top-tier forces from the Ten Great Immortal Sects appeared and fought the Demonic Ancestor in the firmament with special effects flying everywhere, it also confirmed his earlier speculation—at this level of combat, even if he wanted to participate, he wasn’t qualified.
Better a living dog than a dead lion.
He could only lay low.
Don’t blame Jun Changxiao for being too shameless; his strength truly didn’t allow otherwise.
However, when the Demonic Ancestor appeared and injured Daoist Tonggu, his mindset immediately changed!
Dare to injure my master? I’ll fight you to the death!
Thus, Jun Changxiao, who had originally planned to stand aside and watch, gave a single command—the formation shrouding the Eternal Sect dissipated, and twenty thousand Dark Destroyers along with a million Demon Delusion Army troops mobilized together!
For top-tier battles, our Eternal Sect isn’t qualified to participate, but dealing with these swarms of fly-like fighters—surely that’s doable?
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
As mecha after mecha flew past him, the expression on Daoist Tonggu’s face gradually stiffened.
When the Third Fleet attacked, he had seen the Dark Destroyers, but he never would have imagined that after the formation disappeared, so many would suddenly appear!
Twenty thousand mecha.
Each with massive volume.
Flying out from the Eternal Sect without warning—the scene was absolutely spectacular.
But the mecha alone would have been one thing. What truly shocked Daoist Tonggu was that behind them came a million tall and powerful soldiers equipped with excellent gear, and their cultivation levels… were all at the Core Rotation Realm!
In the eyes of a peak Truth-Seeking Realm cultivator, the Core Rotation Realm wasn’t much, but for so many to appear at once was still quite explosive!
Not just him.
Daoist Qiye and various other powerhouses also instinctively froze when they saw the massive objects and densely packed soldiers flying out from the direction of Eternal Immortal Mountain.
When the invaders attacked, the protagonists should have been the Ten Great Immortal Sects.
However, when the Eternal Sect’s army appeared, they instantly became the focus of the entire scene!
“Form up!”
Zhong Yi, seated in Mecha Number One, issued the command.
In an instant, the twenty thousand Dark Destroyers behind him dispersed from whole to parts, gradually forming a great net formation in midair.
“Activate performance mode!”
“Clack!”
“Clack!”
The disciples who had soul-merged inside the Dark Destroyers skillfully pushed their control levers. The formations etched on the mecha immediately sparkled with light, and their originally jet-black exteriors became colorfully vibrant.
“First squad, left wing!”
“Second squad, right wing!”
“Yes!”
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Thousands of fighters representing squads one and two rapidly spread out to both sides, like a mighty eagle slowly spreading its wings!
Seated before the sect’s main hall, Jun Changxiao rested his hands on his legs with fingers interlaced, proclaiming proudly: “Today, our Eternal Sect will shine in the Upper Realm and forge an indelible legend!”
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
The unmanned fighters flying from dozens of warships seemed to be under deliberate control, turning their spearheads toward the arrayed mecha and charging forward recklessly. The scene they presented resembled a school of sardines in the ocean, or perhaps a gathering tornado.
“Kill!”
Zhong Yi roared.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
With a single command, twenty thousand mecha burst forth!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
The fighters and mecha seemed to instantly merge into one body, launching into the most brutal slaughter. Cannon fire, tearing sounds, and prolonged roars gathered throughout the entire firmament. Brilliantly colorful explosions rose and fell in continuous succession.
After a short while, various debris fell like rain.
Over these two years, the internal formations of the Dark Destroyers had been continuously improved, with their power increasing day by day.
In contrast, the Spirit Realm’s unmanned fighters, aside from being greater in number than last time, didn’t seem to have changed much. So in a single exchange, they were dealt with.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Jing Zhixiao, piloting Mecha Number 66, operated with extreme proficiency, weaving through the densely packed fighters. The heavy greatsword specially crafted by Fan Yeizi swept across, immediately destroying dozens.
This was standard procedure.
Because any disciple controlling a Dark Destroyer could fight them with ease—taking out dozens at a time was the norm.
Of course, even if the unmanned fighters were like ants, with their massive numbers, they could still inflict fatal damage on the mecha.
“Beep, defense failure.”
“Beep, power disconnected.”
Having killed their way through seven times back and forth, Jing Zhixiao heard the warning sounds in his ears. Looking through the cockpit at the densely packed swarm of fighters outside, the corners of his mouth curved up in a smile. Then he resolutely pressed the red button.
“Self-destruct mode, activated!”
“Countdown 10… 9… 8…”
Outside, the battered Mecha Number 66 hung suspended in midair, its entire body emanating rolling white smoke. The posture it presented to the world was so majestic, so tragic!
When the countdown reached one, Jing Zhixiao roared: “Eternal Sect, eternally enduring!”
“Boom—”
Under the gaze of everyone, the mecha that had exhausted all its power radiated its final brilliance. Nearly a thousand fighters that had approached instantly turned to nothing.
Warriors from all sides saluted in solemn respect!
“Whoosh!”
A stream of light flew out from the thick smoke, landing on the Eternal Sect’s Martial Arts Arena. Jing Zhixiao, standing in place, staggered back two steps, a trace of sadness rising in his eyes.
He had shamelessly begged the Sect Master for Mecha Number 66. Though he’d piloted it for only a short time, they’d established deep feelings. Now having personally detonated it, he naturally felt terrible.
Jun Changxiao consoled him: “Out with the old, in with the new.”
…
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
The battle continued above. One Dark Destroyer after another, when exhausted, completed their final mission through self-detonation.
The mecha weren’t invincible, but the damage they inflicted was very apparent. According to rough statistics, on average, each loss destroyed nearly five thousand fighters.
Kill five thousand enemies, lose one mecha.
This result was within Jun Changxiao’s acceptable range.
However, standing in the Formation Hall, Elder Taixuan clutched his chest.
The mecha had all come from his hands—they were like his children. Now for a white-haired person to see off the black-haired, it was truly heartbreaking.
“Seven Star Formation!”
Just as the mecha were demonstrating their shocking strength to the Upper Realm, War Cavalry Hall’s Vice Hall Master Tao Yuan roared. The million Demon Delusion Army troops gathered outside Eternal Immortal Mountain finally moved into action.
If this moment were compared to mundane warfare, the twenty thousand Dark Destroyers were merely the vanguard cavalry—the real main force was still these infantry.
“Kill!”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
With a single command, the million-strong demon army mobilized!
Their momentum was vast, and wearing second-generation war armor, they resembled rolling black clouds surging from the direction of Eternal Immortal Mountain toward the firmament.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
In the firmament, the Demonic Ancestor, who was fighting the Ten Great Immortal Sects’ powerhouses in the heat of battle, sensed a massive demonic energy emerging. His state of mind was disturbed, and he hurriedly glanced over with divided attention. Not looking would have been fine, but one look caused him to directly spray blood with a “wah!”
The Immortal Sect powerhouses’ hearts rejoiced.
They had thought it would take time to finish off this person, but unexpectedly, their combined attack had already inflicted internal injuries so quickly!
Sorry to say, you’re deluding yourselves.
The Demonic Ancestor’s blood spray wasn’t from being injured internally—it was from seeing the Eight Ghost Generals and the million Demon Delusion Army!
His eight subordinate generals!
His million-strong army!
Why were they at the Eternal Sect!
Could it be… when they disappeared from the Demon Delusion Domain, this brat had stolen them?
“Pft!”
Unable to suppress it, the Demonic Ancestor opened his mouth and sprayed blood again.
“Boom boom!”
Using his domineering strength to blast away several Immortal Sect powerhouses, he roared toward the Eight Ghost Generals and the million demon army: “All of you, submit to this Ancestor immediately!”
As the lord of the Demon Delusion Domain, he naturally wanted to control his subordinates for his own use.
However, the Demonic Ancestor forgot that not only had he lost his Innate Sacred Demon Body, even his physical body had been changed. So the final result was… no one paid him any attention.
If expressed in a comedic style, the Eight Ghost Generals and the million demon army might collectively roll their eyes and say: “This guy, who is he?”
“Damn it!”
Seeing his subordinates treat him like he was invisible, the Demonic Ancestor gnashed his teeth in fury. He could only redirect his anger toward the Ten Great Immortal Sects’ powerhouses, and his power burst forth even more intensely than before!
“9527.”
Inside the main warship, the General’s voice came through: “You’ve disappointed me greatly.”
“Whoosh—”
Suddenly, a beam of light instantly flew from the warship’s hatch, appearing in the blink of an eye in the combat zone between the Demonic Ancestor and the Ten Great Immortal Sects.
“Boom!”
Explosive energy howled, and space was ruthlessly torn apart!
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
The Grand Elder of Lingtian Immortal Sect and the others seemed to suffer heavy damage, flying off in all directions. Then they staggered, suspended in low altitude, their gazes shocked: “Heavenly Mystery Realm?”
“Swish!”
In the area where they had just been fighting, a middle-aged man in a neat military uniform dashingly waved his cape, sat on a suspended chair with his legs crossed, and lightly swirled a wine glass filled with fine liquor in one hand, saying: “This General gives you two choices: one, become slaves; two, die.”
“…”
Jun Changxiao fell silent.
To suddenly appear and repel ten top-tier powerhouses, then sit like royalty in the firmament calmly and speak such arrogant words—this person’s skill at showing off was no less than his own!
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