"All Seven Lords have arrived. This is quite the show of force."
Old Man Chu's gaze swept across the Dark Faction's great army, finally settling on the seven Lords as he spoke with a cold smile.
"Have you Light Faction dogs lost your nerve for battle? Why don't you all crawl out and fight us!" one of the Lords roared fiercely.
"Your Dark Faction is only relying on numbers, nothing remarkable at all!" Chan Master Tianwu shouted loudly.
"That's right. With equal numbers, I alone could wipe you Dark Faction scum out!" Following Chan Master Tianwu's words, Ye Yunfei immediately declared in a loud voice.
"Hmph! You Light Faction fools are still running your mouths with death at your doorstep. Seems you're the type who won't cry until you're staring at your own coffin. Just wait, you're all going to die!" another Lord snorted coldly.
"Enough talk! Focus on breaking these Formations! Then we charge in and raze the Light Faction headquarters!" a Lord bellowed.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Three Lords were separately controlling three yellow longswords, rapidly hacking away at the eighteen Formations again and again. Although Ye Yunfei was constantly reinforcing and repairing them, the Formation-breaking power of those three yellow swords was exceptionally potent. Some cracks that had already been sealed would crack open anew under the repeated assault of the three blades.
"Order all troops to form the Black God Formation! Attack these Formations together!" one Lord said with a grim expression.
Soon, the Dark Faction's great army began arranging one battle formation after another—all identical. Above each formation hovered a black Deity, radiating an immense energy pressure as they rumbled forward to charge the eighteen ancient Light Formations.
"This is our Dark Faction's Black God Formation. We originally planned to let you Light Faction dogs witness it later on the battlefield, but fine, consider this an advance viewing!" the Lord who had given the order to form up said coldly.
BOOM… BOOM…
The three Lords, plus over a dozen black Deities, all attacked the eighteen ancient Formations guarding the world's entrance together, causing the eighteen Formations to tremble even more violently, new cracks spreading like spiderwebs.
Meanwhile, Ye Yunfei continuously moved to repair and reinforce the Formations.
"Sooner or later, these eighteen ancient Formations will be broken by them," Old Man Chu shook his head as he spoke.
"Indeed. Those three swords seem to be specialized Formation-Breaking Talismans, specifically designed to suppress Formations. Their power is formidable," Chan Master Tianwu also nodded in agreement.
"Seniors, I plan to delay them a while longer. I'll only retreat when we truly cannot hold," Ye Yunfei said.
Inside the Phantom Tower, the twenty-eight battalions were currently drilling the Thousand Blades War Formation without pause. Ye Yunfei wanted to buy a bit more time for them.
"As you wish. Once these Formations are broken, it will be time for the final battle between our Light Faction and the Dark Faction," Old Man Chu replied.
"Seniors, in this battle… what are our chances of victory?" Ye Yunfei asked.
Up until now, Ye Yunfei didn't truly know the Light Faction's real strength. Of course, he was aware of the overall power of the thirty-six battalions. But the strength of the Light Faction headquarters remained a mystery to him.
"To be honest, our Faction doesn't have much chance of winning this battle. The Dark Faction's overall strength is too great. Moreover, I suspect this still isn't the Dark Faction's true power. Because until now, I have not encountered the Dark Ancestor face-to-face and don't know his true strength," Old Man Chu said softly, shaking his head.
"One thing is certain: the Dark Ancestor's strength must be truly terrifying. But how terrifying exactly, and whether our current Light Faction's power can deal with him… we simply do not know," Chan Master Tianwu added.
"I see," Ye Yunfei murmured upon hearing the words of these two high-ranking Light Faction seniors. He couldn't help but frown slightly—it seemed the situation was far from optimistic.
"Seniors, of our Light Faction's thirty-six battalions, twenty-eight remain. I've brought all the personnel from those twenty-eight battalions with me. Also, there were quite a few traitors among the thirty-six battalions, but they've all been dealt with," Ye Yunfei reported.
"I know. I can sense their auras. Commander Xue also reported your purge of the traitors to us. You did well, Ye Yunfei. If not for you, the personnel of the thirty-six battalions would likely have been completely wiped out," Old Man Chu said approvingly.
"Alright, Ye Yunfei, you stay here. We're heading inside. We'll use this time to make more preparations for the great battle that is about to begin," Old Man Chu said to Ye Yunfei, then turned and re-entered the headquarters together with Chan Master Tianwu.
Unnoticed, over half a day passed.
"Damn it! This kid Ye Yunfei has delayed us for so long!" Seeing Ye Yunfei persistently repairing and reinforcing the Formations, the Dark Faction's seven Lords grew furious.
"Look! The cracks on those Formations are increasing! Everyone, put in more effort!" Suddenly, a large Earth Immortal from the Dark Faction shouted.
From then on, the Dark Faction's great army attacked the Formations even more ferociously.
Finally, the eighteen ancient Formations began sporting more and more cracks. Even though Ye Yunfei was expending his full strength on repairs and reinforcement, the Dark Faction's army was simply too massive. Such a huge force, further enhanced by battle formations, made their assault far more terrifying. Coupled with those three yellow swords specifically designed to counter Formations!
"Commanders! Prepare yourselves! Battle is about to begin!" Ye Yunfei immediately sent a Sound Transmission to the commanders of each battalion who were drilling the war formation inside the Phantom Tower.
"Don't worry, Commander Ye! We are ready for battle!" The battalion commanders immediately replied after receiving Ye Yunfei's transmission.
Ye Yunfei also sent a Sound Transmission to Old Man Chu and Chan Master Tianwu, informing them that the eighteen ancient Formations were on the verge of being breached.
BOOM…
Suddenly, one of the ancient Formations shook violently, explosions rippling across its surface as thick cracks rapidly spread before the entire structure detonated with a deafening roar.
One Formation had been destroyed!
The Dark Faction army immediately cheered. These eighteen ancient Formations had blocked the Dark Faction's great army for almost an entire day. Now, they were finally starting to crumble.
"These Formations can't hold," Ye Yunfei sighed.
"You alone held off the entire Dark Faction army. That's already quite an achievement. If not for those three specialized ancient Formation-Breaking Talismans and their war formations, these eighteen ancient Formations could have held out for a very long time," Hun Lao remarked.
"True," Ye Yunfei nodded.
BOOM… BOOM…
Following that, one ancient Formation after another exploded and disintegrated.
"Hahaha… Ye Yunfei! Let's see how much longer you can hold out! Once the Formations fall, it will mark the demise of your Light Faction!" one of the Lords locked his eyes on Ye Yunfei and roared with mad laughter.
"It won't be so easy to destroy our Light Faction," Ye Yunfei replied coldly.