According to the statements of the several Lord Rulers, even if these ordinary clan members are slain, our Old Ancestor has methods to resurrect them or simply manufacture a new batch," said a black-robed figure calmly. "We are only tasked with collecting all the refined flesh and blood essence as well as Soul Body essence to bring back.
Another black-robed figure hesitated for a moment, then spoke. "With our status, is it truly appropriate for us to personally engage in combat?"
"While the Old Ancestor can resurrect them or remake them, that requires time. Not long ago, after one of the Old Ancestor’s avatars returned from the Colorless Abyss, he immediately issued a command for the several Lord Rulers to accelerate the progress of the World-Destroying War, particularly the rapid eradication of the Light Faction," the first speaker said.
"Under these circumstances, if too many of our Dark Faction’s clansmen are lost, it will definitely impact the progress of the World-Destroying War.
Let's go; there's no need to hesitate. We'll go in and see.
This Thirty-Fifth Battalion left a deep impression on me. They previously consecutively destroyed a number of our nests, slaughtering almost all of our clansmen within them. Afterward, I personally went to collect the refined flesh, blood, and Soul Body essence of those clansmen.
Let us join forces and take this opportunity to eliminate this troublesome Thirty-Fifth Battalion."
The other black-robed figures nodded in agreement. The next moment, the dozen or so black-robed figures appeared within the world like ghosts.
"Another dozen-plus Dark Faction experts have arrived! They seem to be Resource Collection Envoys!"
Ye Yunfei's perception was astoundingly powerful. He detected the newcomers the moment they appeared and even guessed their identities.
"I'll conceal my true identity for now," Ye Yunfei thought swiftly. He immediately performed several high-level secret arts, forming a faint membrane of light that enveloped his body. This membrane was composed of spatial energy and laws, capable of obscuring Ye Yunfei's appearance and aura.
This was a spatial secret art, a legacy technique of the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm race.
Previously, Hun Lao and the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm each transmitted their respective race's spatial heritage arts to Ye Yunfei. Now, with Ye Yunfei's spatial energy level continuously rising, he could better unleash the various heritage techniques of the two races.
While using the spatial art to conceal himself, Ye Yunfei sent a mental transmission, instructing his allies to help keep his identity hidden. Because Ye Yunfei understood that once the Dark Ancestor learned of his presence, he would undoubtedly try to hunt him down.
At this time, the battle was nearing its end. The remnants of the Dark Faction forces were desperately fleeing toward the world's exit, but a huge mass of poisonous creatures and venomous insects guarded the spot, resembling black tides, leaving them with no chance of escape.
"Humph! So they rely on these unorthodox, evil arts to win," sneered one of the black-robed figures.
"Let me destroy these things!" Another black-robed figure strode forward, taking out a black cloth bag.
Boom! Boom!
A torrent of flame rolled and spouted forth from the bag. The color of these flames was startlingly black, instantly staining the entire space pitch-black, creating a bizarre sight.
These black flames seemed to possess terrifying incinerating power. Wherever they passed, the very space distorted and began to melt. The densely packed poisonous creatures and venomous insects swept up by these black flames were immediately ignited, reduced to charred husks that fell with a sound like crackling raindrops.
In moments, an entire swath of creatures was burned to death by the black conflagration!
"Resource Collection Envoys, indeed!" Ye Yunfei now confirmed their identity.
He had encountered these Dark Faction Resource Collection Envoys many times and was very familiar with them. Those emblematic black bags, in particular—Ye Yunfei had snatched quite a few to study and still carried some.
"Elder Huang, Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm, Hu Miao, these are Dark Faction Resource Collection Envoys, very mysterious. The black flames they release are incredibly formidable. Fall back immediately and gather near me." Ye Yunfei immediately transmitted to them.
Simultaneously, Ye Yunfei transmitted orders to the entire Thirty-Fifth Battalion, instructing all members to gather close to him.
At Ye Yunfei's command, everyone swiftly rushed toward him. Seeing how the black-robed figures instantly destroyed so many poisonous creatures, the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm and Huang Shang knew they faced formidable enemies and immediately recalled all their creatures at top speed.
By now, the dozen-plus black-robed figures had organized the Dark Faction survivors and were slowly advancing toward the Light Faction forces.
"Among these dozen-plus Resource Collection Envoys, one is a Perfected Earth Immortal, nine are Advanced Earth Immortals, and six are Intermediate Earth Immortals. However, the combat power of these envoys seems far stronger than typical beings of the same realm. It appears they are among the Dark Faction's most powerful combatants," Ye Yunfei thought, frowning as he assessed their auras.
Indeed, each black-robed figure's energy aura was markedly stronger than peers of their level.
"The Thirty-Fifth Battalion, and the Thirty-Sixth Battalion. Good, two battalions of the Light Faction are gathered here. Today we shall wipe them all out in one stroke." A black-robed figure cast a cold, glinting gaze over the combined forces.
"Just based on you remaining cripples? How presumptuous!" An elder in gray robes stepped forward with a harsh shout. This was the commander of the Thirty-Sixth Battalion, surnamed Lu, known as Commander Lu!
"Heh heh, to deal with the likes of you, I alone am more than enough," a black-robed figure stated indifferently.
Rumble!
A terrifying aura soared skyward, shaking the entire world.
"A Perfected Earth Immortal!" The Light Faction members paled upon sensing this power.
The highest cultivation among the combined forces of the Thirty-Fifth and Thirty-Sixth Battalions was only at the Advanced Earth Immortal level. The sudden appearance of a Perfected Earth Immortal dramatically increased the pressure.
"I heard that the commander of your Light Faction's Thirty-Fifth Battalion is Ye Yunfei. Since Ye Yunfei entered the Colorless Abyss, someone else temporarily took over. Could you be that one replacing him?" A black-robed figure's gaze turned toward Ye Yunfei.
Using the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm race's advanced spatial secret art, Ye Yunfei was completely concealed within a layer of light, appearing radiant and hazy; his true features were utterly obscured.
As for Ye Yunfei's Soul Body aura, Mr. Liu had already used a profound art to conceal it. Even if the Dark Ancestor arrived, he might not recognize Ye Yunfei immediately without close scrutiny, let alone these Resource Collection Envoys.
Of course, the Light Faction members present all knew this was Ye Yunfei, but they also could no longer perceive his appearance or aura. They marveled inwardly at such an astonishingly advanced aura-concealing technique.
"Seeing him surpasses hearing of him. This youth truly lives up to being the most outstanding junior within our Light Faction lately. We old fellows feel self-inferior," thought Commander Lu as he watched Ye Yunfei shrouded in brilliant light.
"Enough idle talk. Today, I'll slay a batch of Resource Collection Envoys. I imagine your Dark Faction will feel quite the pang," Ye Yunfei said icily, his killing intent palpable.
"Arrogant! You? Kill us?" Hearing Ye Yunfei's words, the dozen or so Resource Collection Envoys exploded in rage.
"Heheh… I will kill you all."
Ye Yunfei stepped forward, one pace at a time.