"Good. Pass the order. We begin now."
Ye Yunfei nodded.
"These guys are an extremely precious cultivation resource for me. It's rare to have so many, and with so many Heavenly Gods, True Gods, and Void Gods among them. This will definitely yield a large batch of high-quality corpse sources and soul bodies for me."
Huang Shang was already growing a bit impatient and spoke to Ye Yunfei via sound transmission.
"Huang Lao, there's no need to rush. The battle is about to start. The people of the Guardian Faction before us will soon be yours," Ye Yunfei replied with a smile.
"I love large-scale battlefields like this the most," Huang Shang laughed grimly.
As Ye Yunfei and Huang Shang conversed, an army surged in from another direction.
The great army Ye Yunfei had brought from the Sixth Void had finally arrived.
The army, brimming with murderous intent, reached Ye Yunfei's rear and merged with the forces of the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds.
"Alright. Pass the order. The real battle can begin now."
Ye Yunfei glanced coldly at the Guardian Faction army opposite, who were still clamoring and hurling insults. As Ye Yunfei's command was given, the troops he brought from the Sixth Void charged out first, followed by a vast tide of True Gods and Void Gods rolling forward. Without a single word, they immediately took action.
Ye Yunfei waved his hand, and over a hundred thousand puppets appeared simultaneously, charging forward together to attack.
Most of these hundred thousand plus puppets possessed strength comparable to that of a Void God. Furthermore, every puppet's body was extremely tough, and they almost exclusively employed suicidal, all-out attacks. The lethality they unleashed was terrifying.
"I'm joining in too."
Huang Shang appeared beside Ye Yunfei, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the Guardian Faction forces ahead. Then, an army of ghosts and an army of corpses materialized behind him simultaneously. Ghostly energy billowed, and corpse aura surged, instantly turning this section of the void into a ghostly domain.
Then, Huang Shang led his army of ghosts and corpses charging forward in a mighty surge. Wherever they went, space immediately turned dark and gloomy.
Ye Yunfei's side wasted no time with words. They moved too fast, and their assault was too ferocious. Especially the thirty-odd Heavenly Gods at the very front; they were like thirty fierce tigers charging into a flock of lambs, invincible wherever they went.
The Guardian Faction army fell like harvested wheat, collapsing in waves, almost unable to put up any resistance.
Then came Ye Yunfei's over hundred thousand puppets. Concentrated together, they rolled forward like a tide. No matter where they killed, the Guardian Faction personnel in that area would be exterminated immediately. Neither Void Gods nor True Gods could withstand the assault of over a hundred thousand incredibly tough puppets.
The Guardian Faction troops, who had been clamoring loudly moments before, were utterly dumbfounded within an extremely short time. They simply didn't understand what was happening. They couldn't believe this small-world cluster's army, which they considered weak, dared to launch a preemptive strike and had slaughtered so many of them in such a short span.
"Haha... All these corpses and soul bodies are mine now!"
Huang Shang's grim, eerie laughter was particularly jarring.
"Large wars like this always leave behind lots of valuables. I can't fall behind."
The Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm suddenly shot out of the Illusory Shadow Tower, transforming into a streak of golden light. Its speed reached an extreme, instantly darting into the battlefield. It then both slew Guardian Faction members and collected spoils across the battlefield.
Not long ago, the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm had undergone a bloodline breakthrough, granting it combat power at the Heavenly God level. Combined with its race's innate spatial talent, it became elusive and thoroughly in its element on the battlefield.
"Master, I also want some proper experience."
Hu Miao, not wanting to be left out, emerged from the Illusory Shadow Tower and charged into the fray.
Hu Miao unleashed the illusion arts of her race, conjuring vast quantities of illusions that spread continuously across the battlefield.
Since each illusion contained Hu Miao's consciousness, they would only attack members of the Guardian Faction, having no effect whatsoever on Ye Yunfei's forces.
Those Guardian Faction members who fell into the illusions would immediately stand there, spending time and energy dealing with the various bizarre phenomena within. It was as if they had been immobilized, no longer paying any attention to their surroundings. Hu Miao would then swoop by, instantly shattering these trapped Guardian Faction members into bursts of blood mist.
Ye Yunfei, the Silver-Robed Elder, and the Middle-Aged Daoist Nun did not attack. They stood at the rear, observing.
Ye Yunfei released his Soul Power energy, sensing everything on the battlefield. The moment he detected that an important person on his side was in danger, he would intervene immediately.
With Ye Yunfei's current strength, employing certain soul power martial techniques could immediately inflict significant disruption upon Heavenly Gods and True Gods.
The momentum of Ye Yunfei's side's assault was terrifying. Especially those thirty-plus Heavenly Gods and the hundred thousand plus puppets; they were like two giant meat grinders. Wherever they went, a massive swath of the battlefield was simply cleared. Countless Guardian Faction members were shredded into bursts of blood mist.
Moreover, all of this happened extremely quickly. Within an extremely short time, almost half of the Guardian Faction army was annihilated.
It was only at this point that the hovering vessel, which had been floating at the center of the Guardian Faction army, finally stirred.
"Just what is going on?"
A furious voice boomed from within the vessel.
Originally, inside this vessel, the thirty-plus Heavenly Gods of the Guardian Faction thought their intervention wouldn't be necessary at all. They were all relaxing comfortably inside, even paying scant attention to events outside.
It was only after the battle had raged for some time, and one urgent report after another streamed into the vessel, that these thirty-plus Heavenly Gods finally realized something seemed off.
Their Soul Power energy then swept outwards, and they discovered what was happening on the battlefield.
"How could this be? How could half our Guardian Faction army be wiped out?"
The leading Heavenly God sprang to his feet, his face full of disbelief mixed with intense fury.
"No good! There are many Heavenly Gods outside slaughtering our Guardian Faction army!"
"Damn it! Wasn't it said this void had no Heavenly Gods? How did so many Heavenly Gods suddenly appear? Who are they?"
"Not good! We must get out now! The army we brought has already suffered half losses!"
The other Heavenly Gods also cried out in shock one after another.
By this point, the Guardian Faction Heavenly Gods had finally shed their previously relaxed demeanor, replaced by shock and rage.
"Still holed up in there pretending! Get out, all of you!"
Suddenly, an elder of the Earth Demon Clan charged before the vessel. Holding a massive stone hammer aloft in his hands, he struck fiercely at the vessel with a mighty blow.
Boom! Rumble!...
The stone hammer grew larger and larger, instantly filling a vast section of the void before slamming down onto the vessel.
As the Earth Demon Clan elder was striking the vessel, those Guardian Faction Heavenly Gods inside had only just become aware of the situation outside and were preparing to charge out.
But with a deafening *boom*, the enormous stone hammer landed on the vessel, causing it to explode on the spot, transforming into a cloud of fragments that shot out in all directions.
The thirty-plus Guardian Faction Heavenly Gods, sensing the critical situation, hurriedly retrieved their magical treasures, activating them to barely and perilously block the Earth Demon Clan elder's mighty stone hammer.
"How dare you!"
An Advanced Heavenly God, seeing the Earth Demon Clan elder holding the huge stone hammer, flew into a rage and threw a punch directly at him. However, the instant his fist shot out, his mind and thoughts suddenly became chaotic. His impulse halted, and the unleashed punch froze mid-air, neither advancing nor retreating.
"Why don't you hit me? What's going on?"
The Advanced Heavenly God who had thrown the punch looked at his own frozen fist in disbelief, his mind screaming internally, yet another thought forcefully stopped him, preventing the strike from landing.
"An Advanced Heavenly God? I'm no match for that. I'll find someone else to fight."
The Earth Demon Clan elder was startled to see an Advanced Heavenly God attacking him and immediately turned to flee.
"What's wrong with this guy? His fist swung half way, then suddenly stopped?"
The Earth Demon Clan elder found it rather strange and glanced back. In fact, the moment that Advanced Heavenly God attacked, Ye Yunfei had already noticed the Earth Demon Clan elder was in danger. He immediately employed a mind-reading technique learned from the Reincarnation Ghost not long ago to interfere with the Advanced Heavenly God's consciousness and thoughts.
"The Reincarnation Ghost tribe's ancient secret technique is indeed very useful," Ye Yunfei nodded in satisfaction, seeing the Advanced Heavenly God's punch halted by his interference, clearly pleased with this inherited secret art.
"No good! How do they have so many Heavenly Gods?!"
By now, the Guardian Faction Heavenly Gods who had just rushed out from the exploded vessel finally saw the situation on the battlefield clearly, each and every one paling in alarm.
"Two-thirds of our army is already lost! Damn it!"
"Just what is happening? Where did their Heavenly Gods even come from?"
The Guardian Faction Heavenly Gods felt both bewildered and panicked.
"Now it's your turn, you rabbits! Prepare to die!"
At this moment, the Heavenly Gods on Ye Yunfei's side began targeting their Guardian Faction counterparts, encircling and killing them.
"We should join in too," the Silver-Robed Elder said to the Middle-Aged Daoist Nun. "The numbers on both sides are similar. If a full-fledged clash erupts, Heavenly Gods from both sides might suffer casualties. We must personally oversee the field to guarantee absolute victory for our side."
"Alright, we attack."
The Middle-Aged Daoist Nun nodded, took a step, and instantly charged into the battlefield.
With a sweep of her horsetail whisk, she sent a Guardian Faction Initial Heavenly God flying back, vomiting blood continuously. The Silver-Robed Elder also attacked, shattering half a Guardian Faction Heavenly God's body with a single punch.
The Silver-Robed Elder and the Middle-Aged Daoist Nun were powerful existences on par with that Warden and the Elder Shaman of the Sixth Void. Dealing with these ordinary-strength Guardian Faction Heavenly Gods was far too easy.
The two moved across the battlefield with apparent ease, intervening immediately whenever they saw a significant Heavenly God or True God from their side in danger.
As for Ye Yunfei, he didn't even need to personally enter the battlefield. He stood at a distance, using his Soul Power energy to sense the entire battlefield, and would directly employ soul power martial techniques to interfere whenever he saw someone from his side needing help.
In fact, by this point in the battle, Ye Yunfei's army had completely gained the upper hand. The remaining remnants of the Guardian Faction were being jointly annihilated by Ye Yunfei's hundred thousand plus puppets, together with the army of corpses and ghosts led by Huang Shang.
The Guardian Faction members still participating had long since completely lost the will to fight, completely routed, each one fleeing desperately in all directions, wishing only to immediately escape this battlefield.
However, Huang Shang absolutely refused to let these Guardian Faction remnants go, for to him, they were invaluable cultivation resources.
The Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm, now a faint and elusive golden glimmer, wandered everywhere across the battlefield, amassing countless spoils, grinning from ear to ear.
The Guardian Faction Heavenly Gods, witnessing the miserable state of their army, each felt a mixture of grief and fury to an extreme degree. They desperately wanted to stop it, but their counterparts from Ye Yunfei's side had them tightly entangled, making escape impossible. They could only watch helplessly as the troops they brought were slaughtered.
"How could this be?! Who are you people? There are no Heavenly Gods in this Eighth Void! Where did you even come from?!"
The leading Guardian Faction Heavenly God roared in resentment. Previously, he had led his army into the Eighth Void full of grand ambitions, planning to conquer this void in the shortest possible time, then reign as its supreme sovereign from a lofty position. He had never dreamed his beautiful vision would shatter so quickly. His army, to this point, was almost completely wiped out. What remained were only a handful of participating members.
"Enough pointless talk. Go die!"
The Guardian Faction Heavenly God roared in defiance. Suddenly, a woman's cold, clear voice rang out. A horsetail whisk swept horizontally through the void, its countless strands transforming into long spears that pierced through space, assailing him from all sides.
"You're looking for death!"
Filled with rage, the Guardian Faction Heavenly God wheeled around to engage the Middle-Aged Daoist Nun. However, he was simply no match for her. After just a few exchanges, he was forced into continuous retreat.
"How is this possible?! Who are you?! You're definitely not natives of the Eighth Void! Where do you come from? Why are you attacking our Guardian Faction?!"
The leading Guardian Faction Heavenly God interrogated angrily, unwilling to accept this.