Chapter 2643: Chapter 2643
To bolster their morale and help them hold out, Ye Liuyun unsheathed his long-dormant Great Wilderness Bow. With a single draw, he loosed an arrow toward a red-scaled commander advancing toward them from a distance.
The alien warrior, too far away to sense any danger during the bow’s aiming and release, only halted when a streak of emerald light tore through the sky toward him. Gripping a halberd, he slashed through the air, conjuring a shield-shaped barrier in a desperate attempt to block the attack. But realization struck—this defense wouldn’t hold.
In a flash, he summoned a second layer of armor and braced the halberd vertically against his chest. His frantic movements stunned both sides. As a second-level Dominator, he was rarely threatened, yet now he had no time to explain.
Then, the green arrow struck.
The ethereal shield he’d conjured shattered like glass. The projectile pierced straight through, snapping his halberd before slamming into his chest armor with enough force to hurl him backward.
Ye Liuyun hadn’t wielded the Great Wilderness Bow in years, but its power had grown alongside his strength. Even so, the extreme distance and multiple obstructions had drained the arrow’s lethality. The red-scaled commander survived—spitting blood as his subordinates hauled him up, their ranks swiftly pivoting to face the unseen archer.
The human warriors, realizing reinforcements had arrived, clung to hope—though it seemed to be just one man. Could he truly turn the tide?
Meanwhile, a crimson-armored general bellowed orders from the rear, urging his troops to press the attack. He guessed Ye Liuyun’s strike was a ploy to disrupt their momentum and rescue the besieged humans. "Finish them now!" he roared.
Seated atop his falcon, Ye Liuyun didn’t need to move. Seeing his first arrow fail, he fired three more in rapid succession. Each shot, enhanced by the falcon’s spatial leap, carried greater force than the last.
Within his spatial realm, the demonic legions stirred, readying for battle.
The three arrows tore through the void, homing in on the same red-armored foe. This time, the alien let out a despairing wail—as if sensing doom.
The emerald shafts twisted mid-flight, evading the raised shields of defending soldiers before streaking straight toward their mark.
But the two alien soldiers beside it immediately raised their shields and stepped forward to protect it. The shields and armor of ordinary soldiers were no match for the red-armored alien’s, so the first soldier’s shield was pierced by the green arrow. The emerald light shot straight into his body, blasting him apart.
The second soldier met the same fate—another arrow struck, exploding him into a bloody mist that splattered across the red-armored alien’s face.
Before anyone could react, the third arrow arrived, its green light tearing straight through the red-armored alien’s defensive armor.
But its armor was too strong. The remaining force of the arrow wasn’t enough to obliterate its body—only blasting a gaping hole through its chest.
With a *thud*, the alien collapsed dead on the spot.
"**Roar!**" The red-armored alien commander from the rear ranks bellowed again, urging his soldiers to press the attack.
The alien troops no longer paid attention to Ye Liuyun, instead focusing all their efforts on slaughtering the encircled martial artists.
Though Ye Liuyun fired arrows in rapid succession, he was only one man—his shots were limited. Besides, he needed to conserve his Xuan Yuan energy for the coming battle against the aliens.
So, he activated his temporal power, freezing time. He recalled the falcon into his spatial world, then channeled spatial energy to dash toward the battlefield at full speed.
When he finally reached the planet’s vicinity, he realized the alien army’s supreme commander possessed an incredibly powerful soul force—far beyond his ability to control. Instead, he fired a streak of black light straight at it, aiming to obliterate its soul. Taking out the army’s leader in such a way would sow chaos among the troops.
Next, he slashed several times at the aliens surrounding the martial artists, intending to carve out a buffer zone so his demon soldiers could emerge. Only then did he release the flow of time.
A series of thunderous explosions erupted around the human martial artists—the result of Ye Liuyun’s unleashed blade intent. Every strike he unleashed now carried nearly two hundred golden blades, all infused with the power of Buddha’s Light, which was devastatingly effective against the aliens.
Golden light flashed wildly around the martial artists, leaving them utterly stunned. When the dust settled, they saw a golden-eyed warrior standing in the air, while the surrounding aliens lay slaughtered.
To everyone present, unleashing so many blade projections would require a martial artist at least at the fifth or sixth level of the Dominator Realm. Yet Ye Liuyun’s cultivation was only at Dominator Realm’s second level. Even the aliens were shocked. And with their commander suddenly collapsing, panic began to spread among their ranks.
None of the martial artists recognized Ye Liuyun, and he had no time for explanations. "I’m here to help," he said simply. "I have demon allies—don’t attack them by mistake."
With that, he first released Hatu and several other troll warriors, ordering them to cover the retreat of the human martial artists.
"Fall back now if you want to live!" Ye Liuyun shouted at the stunned fighters.
"Retreat!" A middle-aged martial artist, apparently their leader, snapped out of his daze and immediately began backing away under the protection of the trolls.
Many among them had already exhausted their vital energy, and some had even burned through their core reserves. Now that the fighting had stopped, they could barely walk, relying on their comrades for support.
Ye Liuyun wielded spatial energy, blasting through swarms of alien creatures to carve out an escape route. The troll elites joined in, their devastating strikes reducing the enemy to mangled flesh, preventing any from advancing.
Then, the sound of retreat horns echoed from the alien ranks—clearly, Ye Liuyun’s slaying of their commander had taken effect. His relentless assault had shaken them, forcing a temporary withdrawal as they scrambled to elect a new leader.
Once both sides had disengaged, Ye Liuyun immediately summoned Qiong Qi and the other formation masters to set up defensive arrays.
"Formation masters?!" one of the martial artists gasped, as if witnessing something unheard of.
The middle-aged leader approached Ye Liuyun, clasping his hands in greeting.
"I’m Wu Feng, the last surviving commander of the Guardian Alliance. May I ask your name, brother? Which world do you hail from? And why have you come with demonic allies to aid us?"
Ye Liuyun returned the gesture. "Ye Liuyun. I’m not from this star system—I come from the Silver Fox Galaxy, where I lead our alliance."
