The war broke out. There was a great disparity in the number of warriors. One side only had ten thousand warriors while the other side had three hundred thousand warriors.
Of the ten thousand warriors from Youyan Land, the weakest was a mighty warrior from the Divinity. On the other hand, there were many prefecture warriors in the human world and only two or three thousand mighty warriors from the Divinity.
On the other hand, the warriors on this side had increased their battle prowess. Just based on the battle prowess of ordinary soldiers, the Land of Youyan was actually stronger than the Immortal Realm.
However …
There were twelve supreme warriors from the Divinity. The gap between their realms was huge.
If Prince of Yan and the others were not here, one supreme warrior from the Divinity could kill the ten thousand warriors.
Therefore, the battle was very tragic. The Prince of Yan and Zuo Qiu Lu fought, and the two of them were barely evenly matched.
Prince of Yan's abilities had been improved. Zuo Qiulu might have held back.
This was Zuo Qiulu's usual style. He liked to hold back so that he could run away as soon as something unexpected happened.
Two supreme warriors from the Divinity were fighting against two supreme warriors from the Divinity. Clearly, they were at a disadvantage.
Now that Pan Rainqin and several dozen Deity World super almighties had their battle prowess boosted, they were able to hold their own against the remaining Deity World Paragons.
The great disparity in their cultivation realms caused them to be suppressed, and they didn't have much strength to counterattack.
The battle lasted for the time for two incense sticks to burn. It was clear who was stronger.
The Divinity had won. If it were not for the fact that the supreme warriors from the Divinity did not kill them right away, Pan Yuqin and the others would have been killed easily.
Pan Yuqin did not have enough experience. What was more, she had made great achievements in leading the scouts against the demons. Also, she seemed to have something going on with Lu Li.
Maybe she was Lu Li's woman.
The powerful warriors from the Divinity were afraid. If Lu Li came out later, whoever killed Pan Yuqin would be wiped out.
But as the battle went on, more warriors were dying. Soon, all ten thousand warriors would die at the Yao King City.
There were also casualties on the Divine World's side. Zuo Qiulu didn't care about the 300,000 soldiers dying here.
"Bang!"
Zuo Qiulu swung his halberd and smashed Ling Qingyan away. Then, he swung his halberd downwards. Nearly one hundred warriors from the Youyan Land were killed.
"Roar ~"
Ling Qingyan waved the red sword in her hand furiously. The wind in the sky rolled up and turned into sharp blades, striking at Zuo Qiulu.
Her attacks were more powerful, but her Fundamental Principle and law remained the same.
A Gist of Trueness Formation of this level posed no threat to Zuo Qiulu at all. His body turned into a few shadows as he easily dodged Ling Qingyan's attack.
Zuo Qiulu used psychic power to scan the city again and again. He was relieved after he was sure that Lu Li was not here.
As long as he could capture Ling Qingyan and Pan Yuqin and threaten them with billions of people in the Land of Youyan, the two would not be able to resist and expose Lu Li's whereabouts.
At the very least … he could strip the two of them and hang them on the city walls. Or he could find ten thousand men to take turns to do it. Any woman would probably break down, right?
"Fundamental principle!"
Having made up her mind, Zuo Qiulu stared at Ling Qingyan's curvaceous body with a burning desire. This woman was indeed a stunner. There were very few beauties like her in the Divine Realm.
Zuo Qiulu looked at Ling Qingyan. She was a beauty. Few in the Divinity could be as beautiful as her.
She was like a lily, not as fragrant as a rose. But the more one smelled her, the more intoxicating she was.
"Lu Li's woman?
It must be fun! "
Zuo Qiulu was getting more and more excited. He moved around in midair and dodged several attacks from Ling Qingyan. Then, he found a chance to stab forward with his halberd.
Instead of waves of fire, the halberd pierced through the void and landed on Ling Qingyan's chest.
Ling Qingyan was wearing a supreme armor but she did not survive the strike.
The armor in front of her chest exploded layer by layer, and her delicate body was heavily smashed down, causing a castle to collapse.
"Whoosh ~"
Not long afterward, Ling Qingyan came up again. She had changed her armor.
As Prince Yan, she had some supreme Relics. But clearly, she was injured. There was blood on her mouth and she looked pale.
"Kill her!"
Ling Qingyan spat out some blood and rushed forward again. She wanted to get close to Zuo Qiulu because her best move was poison. But she had to get close.
Unfortunately, Zuo Qiulu was too cautious to give her a chance.
"Bang!"
After the time for one incense stick to burn, Ling Qingyan was smashed away again. This time, her armor was not broken. But a surge of energy cracked her internal organs. She was injured again.
She dashed out from the ruins and saw bodies everywhere. The super mighty warriors from the Divinity were all injured. More than a dozen were killed.
Two or three thousand warriors were killed as well. The Divinity suffered more casualties. Tens of thousands had perished.
But those that died were all low-level warriors. None of the warriors from the Divinity died. Only one Supreme Warrior was injured.
The beautiful Jade Royal City had been reduced to rubble, and fresh blood had dyed the entire city red. Broken limbs and corpses littered the ground. Many of them had their limbs chopped off, and the people on the brink of death were howling in agony. It was a pitiful scene.
"Lu Li, where are you?
If you don't come, we will all die! "
Ling Qingyan saw that Pan Yuqin was injured as well. Her hair and pretty face were covered in blood. Her eyes dimmed down.
The number of their experts was still too few. Even if they were determined to die, there was no way they could turn the situation around.
"Bang!"
An hour later, Ling Qingyan's armor was smashed again. Zuo Qiulu was indeed one of the top ten warriors on the Divinity List. She was so strong that not even a supreme Relic armor could withstand it.
Zuo Qiulu must have held back. Otherwise, Ling Qingyan would have been killed.
Less than two or three thousand warriors were left of the ten thousand warriors of the Youyan Land. Of the dozens of Divinity warriors, only Pan Yuqin and six others survived. Of the other two Supreme Warriors, one was killed and the other was seriously injured.
Over one hundred thousand warriors of the Divinity died. None of the Supreme Warriors from the Divinity died. Only three were injured. Needless to say, the situation was dire.
If it were not for the fact that they tried their best to capture them alive, Ling Qingyan, Pan Yuqin and the other Supreme Warrior from the Divinity would have died.
"Lu Li, where are you?"
One of Pan Yuqin's legs was broken. She crawled out from a ruin but she could not fly up again.
She looked to the west, longing for that familiar man to come down from the sky.
"What?"
Her eyes suddenly narrowed. She thought that the blood in her eyes was affecting her vision. She reached out to wipe her eyes and looked to the west again.
Soon, she was pleasantly surprised. She shouted, "Sister Qingyan!"
Ling Qingyan was trying her best to fend off Zuo Qiulu's attack. Hearing Pan Yuqin's voice, she looked back at once. Her eyes lit up.
"What?"
Zuo Qiulu and the other Supreme Warriors from the Divinity were stunned. They all stopped their attacks and looked to the west at the same time. Their expressions changed.
A mountain flew over from the west. It was not a large mountain but it was fast. A man was sitting on the mountain.
That man seemed to be cold. He was covered in a thick cotton coat. His lips and face were as pale as snow.
His eyes were closed and he was shivering.
Next to him was a small white beast, sitting at his feet with its eyes half closed. It seemed to be asleep.
Both the man and the beast were weak. They seemed harmless.
Especially that man, he seemed to be terminally ill and could die at any time.
However!
The moment this man showed up, no one dared to move. Everyone felt a chill from the depth of their souls. This time, no one doubted that this man was in disguise.
White hair, familiar presence, the sacred mountain, Little White.