One year later, Gods' Continent, Battlefield of Gods!
"Kill!"
With that order, the million soldiers of the White Tiger Legion's vanguard battalion shouted and waved their three-meter-long axes as they charged toward the Vermilion Bird Legion's vanguard battalion.
Zhang Xing was one of the million soldiers in the vanguard battalion.
He found a space-time portal in the starry sky.
After entering, he appeared on this battlefield.
The Vermilion Bird soldiers happened to see him.
Their clothes were different, so they must be enemies.
Without saying anything, they charged forward to kill.
These soldiers' cultivations were basically at the Nine Star Venerable Realm.
This gave Zhang Xing a big fright!
If the ordinary soldiers had such high cultivation, then the captains and commanders must be Saint-level!
It seemed that he had come to the right place.
However, he felt that his cultivation had been suppressed to the level of a seven-star Sage.
In other words, he had been suppressed by an entire level.
According to the Black Tortoise Continent, Zhang Xing had just reached the late-stage of the Sage Realm.
This situation not only did not make Zhang Xing feel depressed, but it also made him more excited.
If he could break through to the God Realm on this continent, he would be a true God.
Zhang Xing had just arrived and did not know the situation of the two armies, so he did not want to participate.
However, the Vermilion Bird soldiers were here, so he had to fight back.
However, he could not show too much.
He pretended to kill the enemy and get himself some knife wounds or blood stains.
He retreated as he fought and retreated to the left.
The battle of a million people was not shocking to him.
He knew which direction had the least number of people, so he could leave without making a sound.
However, he did not expect a group of White Tiger soldiers to suddenly appear behind him and "save" him!
Then, Zhang Xing was treated as a foreign mercenary of the White Tiger Legion and brought back to the barracks.
After understanding, the so-called foreign mercenaries were not members of the White Tiger Sect.
Instead, they were rogue cultivators who were temporarily recruited before the war and given a considerable amount of superior-grade spirit stones as compensation.
Of course, these people were actually used as cannon fodder.
Very few people could survive.
They also knew what their fate was.
However, as long as they survived, they could join the White Tiger Sect.
According to their cultivation level, they would be assigned to different elders as a disciple.
This way, they would not have to worry about food and clothing. Every month, they could even receive a set of cultivation resources.
This was a shortcut for rogue cultivators to change their fate.
Even though the probability was only one in a thousand, they were still scrambling for it like a flock of ducks, wanting to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle.
"Zhang Xing, Loose Cultivator, 21 years old, First Layer of the Saint Realm."
The commander of the Tenth Vanguard, Lin Huxiao, looked at the report that his subordinate had presented to him and paused in surprise.
Twenty-one years old … Early-stage Saint level …
Mmm!
His aptitude was not bad!
Then, he continued to read.
"Out of eighty thousand loose cultivators, he's the only one who survived. When we found him, he wasn't injured at all. He even deliberately drenched himself in blood and tore his clothes."
Seeing this, Lin Huxiao chuckled.
Interesting!
"He's surrounded by a dozen or so Vermilion Bird soldiers. Among them, there are three early-stage Saints while the rest are peak late-stage Exalt Realm experts.
He retreated as he fought, trying to escape by retreating to the west … "
Below that was Zhang Xing's speech and behavior along the way. Everything was written down in the report.
The White Tiger Sect's recruitment process was not as simple as the rumors said.
They had to go through strict scrutiny.
Especially these rogue cultivators.
Who knew if there were any Vermilion Bird Sect spies among them?
"Mmm … Assign Zhang Xing to our camp temporarily and continue the test.
After three days of fighting, he didn't even obtain a single Vermilion Bird soldier identity token.
He's either a soldier or a spy. Give him a mission and use the heads of 100 Vermilion Bird soldiers as proof of his allegiance! "