Chapter 2586: Chapter 2586
Faced with the sudden onslaught of the invading army, the alien race was utterly despondent.
They had never imagined the city would fall so quickly. To make matters worse, their supreme commander was now missing in action, leaving them without unified leadership.
Now, these alien warriors could only fight for themselves, each scrambling for survival.
As the war chariots and puppet beasts surged forward, and the energy cannons on the city walls blasted open a clear path, the soldiers poured in one after another.
Ye Liuyun and his doppelganger struck again, eliminating the remaining three-eyed aliens and even retrieving the corpses of their elite warriors from the command tent. Then, they stood back to watch the spectacle unfold, leaving the rest to Yu Xiaofeng.
The mythical beasts—such as the Violet Kylin and the Nine-Headed Netherdragon—were unleashed to rampage freely, slaughtering the aliens and seizing resources. With these beasts on the battlefield, the remaining alien elites could no longer pose a significant threat to the soldiers.
Inside the city, the battle was a one-sided massacre. The soldiers would immediately store each slain alien in their spatial rings, cleaning up the battlefield as they fought.
They all knew that by the end, the streets would be drenched in alien blood, making post-battle cleanup a nightmare.
This method—where each soldier kept the spoils of those they killed—was a fair and efficient way to distribute resources.
To these soldiers, every alien in the city was now a walking trove of cultivation materials.
And for the first time, the alien soldiers tasted the bitterness of being slaughtered. The atrocities they had once committed against human martial artists were now being repaid in full.
Once the demons in human eyes, they now found themselves haunted by the nightmarish specter of the Death Legion.
There was no chance for surrender, no mercy—only relentless slaughter. One by one, the aliens fell, their agonized cries echoing through the streets.
Yet the Death Legion remained eerily silent, methodically cutting down their foes and collecting resources without a word.
They tightened their encirclement, advancing steadily from the city’s outskirts toward its heart. Meanwhile, the beasts at Ye Liuyun’s side wreaked havoc in the alien ranks, carving through them in great swathes.
The Demon-Sealing Monument also swept through the battlefield, absorbing everything in its path. As for the storage rings scattered around, it couldn’t collect them, so they were left for the soldiers to gather.
The Alliance’s elite warriors and troops stood frozen outside, watching as Ye Liuyun’s forces annihilated the alien invaders.
There was an agreement between them—these spoils belonged to Ye Liuyun, and they wouldn’t dare interfere.
But the battle was ending far sooner than anyone had expected, leaving them all in stunned disbelief, as if caught in a dream.
"Ye Liuyun is just too powerful!"
"Absolutely! Who would’ve thought he could wipe out millions of alien troops in a single battle?"
"Unbelievable! Those arrogant invaders were crushed like ants under his heel!"
The Alliance elders murmured among themselves, awestruck.
Their respect for Ye Liuyun, their ally, was now laced with deep-seated fear. None dared entertain any treacherous thoughts. And this wasn’t even the full extent of his strength!
Ye Liuyun still had another team systematically dismantling enemy strongholds elsewhere. And that was just what they knew—who could guess what other hidden forces he commanded?
Cang Jingsong quickly gathered the elders, urging them to brainstorm potential areas of collaboration with Ye Liuyun.
Soon, proposals poured in—equipment upgrades and demon-transformation techniques. These were the two fields they hoped to negotiate with him for trade.
Meanwhile, Meng Qingyin and Lie Du stood outside the city walls, watching as the alien forces inside were slaughtered, the streets running red with blood.
"Now do you see the gap between you and him?" Lie Du remarked pointedly, his voice heavy with meaning.
He turned to Meng Qingyin with a sigh. "You should be grateful you didn’t ruin our alliance. Even more, you should thank the heavens he’s magnanimous enough not to hold your arrogance against you. Otherwise, the entire Alliance world would’ve been doomed because of your foolishness."
Meng Qingyin nodded unexpectedly, a rare gesture from her.
She had finally come to realize that while Ye Liuyun’s strength alone was astonishing enough, even his ordinary soldiers far surpassed the elite troops she had trained. Their individual combat skills, battle experience, and seamless teamwork were leagues above any standard army—this wasn’t just about superior equipment.
Now she was certain: if her own forces were to clash with an equal number of Ye Liuyun’s soldiers, even without their gear, her men wouldn’t last two hours before being completely wiped out.
"No wonder he calls them the Death Legion," Meng Qingyin murmured to herself.
When she first heard Ye Liuyun use that name, she had thought it sounded ominous. Only now did she understand its true meaning.
These soldiers were like demons, reaping lives without mercy.
Facing them was no different from staring death in the face.
The battle raged on for a full day and a half before finally ending.
Not a single one of the seven million invaders survived. The streets were slick with blood, pooling so thick it seemed to coat the ground.
According to estimates from the allied observers, Ye Liuyun’s army had likely suffered fewer than 100,000 casualties.
The sheer ferocity of his troops left everyone stunned.
What baffled them even more was how these soldiers maintained their energy, fighting relentlessly for so long without exhaustion.
Once Yu Xiaofeng finished organizing the cleanup of the battlefield, Ye Liuyun began regrouping his forces and taking stock of their numbers. The soldiers rested where they stood.
But before the tally could even be completed, the alliance had already sent over their promised resources.
They offered Ye Liuyun compensation for the losses of his million-strong army. The unanimous decision was that even if they had to provide resources for a force of that size, they still came out ahead.
Exchanging resources for a million troops to annihilate tens of millions of hostile aliens meant they could save at least several million of their own lives. There was simply no comparing the combat effectiveness of Ye Liuyun’s army to theirs.
Of course, this was also a gesture of goodwill, and Ye Liuyun expressed his gratitude in return.
Soon, Yu Xiaofeng reported the casualty figures—approximately a hundred thousand lost. Ye Liuyun simply instructed him to reorganize the remaining forces without replenishing the original army with new recruits. The current reserve troops were far inferior in strength, and forcing them into the main ranks would only burden the commanders with additional management challenges.
Instead, he ordered Yu Xiaofeng to deploy a hundred and fifty thousand reserve troops directly to the front lines, attacking alien strongholds to gain combat experience. Only after proving themselves in battle would they return to replenish the Death Corps.
Following these orders, Yu Xiaofeng assigned some elite warriors to oversee the operation before sending Qin Peng to lead the hundred and fifty thousand troops toward the alien outposts.
Even the alliance was caught off guard by how swiftly Ye Liuyun dispatched another force to engage the enemy.
And it only deepened their curiosity—just how vast was Ye Liuyun’s spatial world?
After all, while some Sovereign-level experts possessed formidable spatial worlds, it was usually due to absorbing vast amounts of primordial energy into them. Not everyone had a spatial realm expansive enough to carry a million soldiers at once.
Ye Liuyun promptly recalled all the battle-worn troops back into his spatial world to recuperate. After this campaign, most of them had nearly exhausted the energy stored in their Spirit Stones and would need time to replenish before they could fight again.
