An ashen-faced White Tiger Army centurion lay among a pile of corpses. He was on the brink of death, despairing.
Suddenly, a gentle and holy light flashed across his eyes and drilled into his mind.
Before he could react, a warm wave of spiritual energy appeared in his dantian.
His dried up dantian seemed to be bathed in spring rain, and the withered spiritual energy was suddenly filled with vitality.
Strands of spiritual energy quickly gathered and began to circulate.
After three breaths, the spiritual energy began to circulate faster and faster.
It also began to nourish his severely wounded body.
After another three breaths, the centurion's face was rosy and his eyes were glowing.
He suddenly stood up and clenched his fists tightly.
His entire body began to crackle like firecrackers.
"Ah!
My injuries are at least seventy percent healed! "
The centurion bowed excitedly to the sky. Without another word, he picked up his axe and rejoined the battle.
A chiliarch had at least a dozen three-inch-long wounds on his body. Blood had already dyed his entire body red.
However, he was still fighting a Vermillion Bird Army chiliarch who was only lightly wounded.
In the eyes of this Vermillion Bird Army chiliarch, his opponent was already dead.
However, just as he thought that victory was in his grasp, a white light flashed in the sky and instantly disappeared into his opponent's body.
Then, the wounds on his opponent's body quickly healed.
Then, in the instant that he was distracted, his head was chopped off by his opponent's axe.
The same scene played out across the entire battlefield.
The holy light swept across the battlefield like the sun at dawn.
It swept from the rear of the White Tiger Army all the way to the front.
Wherever the holy light passed, the White Tiger Army soldiers, regardless of whether they were lightly wounded or on the brink of death, were immediately revitalized.
The wounded Vermillion Bird Army soldiers were still bleeding, and the soldiers who were on the brink of death also breathed their last breaths.
However, a miracle did not happen to them.
A strong sense of despair suddenly appeared in the hearts of the Vermillion Bird Army soldiers.
The White Tiger Army was essentially immortal now. How could they fight this battle?
In contrast, the White Tiger Army had received Commander Zhang's divine assistance. Their attacks were several times more ferocious and courageous than before.
Many of the White Tiger Army soldiers killed their evenly matched opponents and quickly glanced up at the sky.
They saw their Lord Zhang Shuai sitting cross-legged in the sky like the God of Light.
His body continued to emit billions of beams of holy light.
If they weren't on the battlefield, these White Tiger soldiers would immediately kneel down and pray to Zhang Xing.
In the blink of an eye, the Vermilion Bird Army had been forced back eight hundred meters.
A portion of the White Tiger Army had already crossed the city walls and were attacking the city.
Once again witnessing Zhang Xing's miraculous abilities, Fu Zhengchu's shock was no less than when Black Treasure and the others broke the formation.
One had to know that treating millions of soldiers on such a large scale was not something an ordinary demigod cultivator could do.
Just the consumption of spiritual energy was an unimaginable black hole.
Moreover, he had never even heard of such a healing method, let alone seen it for the first time.
Even if the Sect Master of the God State Realm came, he wouldn't be able to save so many people.
This was because the Lord Sect Master had to maintain his divine power at all times in order to deal with the appearance of the White Tiger Sect Master.
Now, Zhang Xing's actions seemed somewhat unscrupulous.
However …
"Hmph!
The Vermilion Bird Sect doesn't care about the loss of a single city. I don't believe that you can keep using such a powerful healing technique! "
Fu Zhengchu turned around and led the remaining soldiers to retreat as they fought. When the sky turned dark, they retreated from the Heavenly Tripod City.