Chapter 2645: Chapter 2645
Wu Feng and the others marveled at the advanced equipment, grumbling about why Ye Liuyun hadn’t arrived sooner. However, their deep-seated prejudice against the demonic race kept them from initiating any real conversation with them.
Before long, the martial artists who had gone to collect the alien energy cores returned. Testing them with the exchange stones Ye Liuyun had provided, they erupted in cheers. Unfortunately, the resources they gathered were limited, so only the strongest among them were prioritized for use, while the rest had to wait for the next opportunity.
Meanwhile, Ye Liuyun was already scanning the alien forces in the void, searching for his next target.
At the moment, the alien commanders were gathered together, clearly deliberating over the selection of a new leader. They had also noticed the demonic army and defensive formations on Ye Liuyun’s side and were likely strategizing a response.
Through his golden pupils, Ye Liuyun saw a red-scaled alien commander stand up abruptly, say something decisive, and then stride out of the tent. The alien quickly assembled twenty thousand soldiers at the Dominator Realm, preparing for battle.
Ye Liuyun guessed this was a feint—a probing attack to test the demonic army’s strength.
Back in the tent, the remaining alien elites were likely still in the midst of electing a leader, deep in discussion.
Seeing that the red-scaled alien was momentarily isolated, Ye Liuyun seized the opportunity and flew straight toward it.
The red-scaled aliens were indeed formidable, each possessing dual primary and secondary souls. Some had unevenly distributed soul power between the two, while others maintained a balanced strength.
Alone, Ye Liuyun couldn’t take them on all at once. But with the power of time manipulation, he could handle them in two separate strikes.
Before he could even get close, the red-scaled alien detected his presence with its keen spiritual sense, whipping around to glare in his direction.
Yet Ye Liuyun instantly activated his time power, freezing the moment. He then unleashed his own soul force, dragging one of the alien’s souls into his consciousness. The Divine Decree enveloped it in golden light, allowing him to immediately begin soul-searching.
The results, however, were far more optimistic than he had anticipated.
This alien faction followed an elite strategy, prioritizing quality over quantity. Their total forces numbered roughly two million. The strongest among them, their chieftain, was only at the fourth level of the Dominator Realm—not overwhelmingly powerful. Even their weakest soldiers, however, were at least at the Celestial Realm.
However, strengths come with weaknesses. The alien race had obvious shortcomings—their array masters were mediocre, constructing altars that couldn’t teleport over long distances. That’s why they weren’t in a hurry to seize the outpost planets yet, focusing instead on exterminating human martial cultivators. All their outposts were merely set up for convenient teleportation.
Their weapon-refining master were equally unimpressive, barely capable of producing any decent warship equipment. Even the soldiers’ armor was in short supply, forcing them to recycle it from corpses.
After gathering this intelligence, Ye Liuyun realized their main base and outposts were currently undermanned, with most of their forces concentrated at the fringes of the Sacred Sword Star System.
But the Sacred Sword Star System had a peculiar shape—resembling a longsword. The alien base was situated at the junction between the hilt and the blade, while Ye Liuyun’s current position was at the very tip of the sword, the farthest point from the enemy stronghold.
Once Ye Liuyun finished extracting the alien’s memories, he let the Ten Thousand Gods Token devour its soul. Then, using his temporal powers, he dragged its remaining soul into his consciousness before stashing the corpse in his spatial world and slipping away unnoticed.
The twenty thousand soldiers, busy assembling, didn’t notice a thing. Only after mustering did they realize their commander was missing. A frantic search turned up nothing, forcing them to report the disappearance to the command tent.
By then, Ye Liuyun had already returned to his own camp, pocketing the red-scaled alien’s Interspatial Ring. Inside were hundreds of intact world origin energies—proof of its extensive plundering.
He handed the corpse over to Wu Feng and the others to convert into absorbable energy. The group crowded around curiously, examining the red-scaled alien up close—it was their first time seeing one so intact.
After everyone had inspected it, some even stripped off the scales to save for crafting armor later.
Meanwhile, Ye Liuyun absorbed the alien’s soul energy to strengthen his own. He estimated this battle would significantly boost his spiritual power, which now seemed lacking compared to these red-scaled foes.
Soon after, he prepared his beast companions and the women around him for battle, equipping them with artifacts to defend against soul attacks—at least enough to withstand a few blows.
The alien soldiers’ strength was on par with theirs, making them perfect sparring partners. It was a rare opportunity for training. Even newcomers like A’Xing, who had just broken through to the Dominator realm, were to join the fight—though Ye Liuyun assigned the Purple Kylin Snake and Vermilion Bird to protect them. The Vermilion Bird’s soul power was formidable enough to hold its own against the red-scaled aliens.
Before long, the aliens assigned a new red-scaled commander—also at Dominator level two—to lead the twenty-thousand-strong probing force. Boldly, they marched straight to Ye Liuyun’s camp to issue a challenge.
Ye Liuyun didn’t deploy a large force in response. Instead, he sent the Tiger-headed Beast King with just fifty thousand demonic troops. The rest of his army remained on standby, preparing for battle.
Wu Feng and the others paused their cultivation, watching Ye Liuyun’s forces closely. Though they weren’t required to fight, the outcome of this battle would determine their survival.
Without wasting words, both sides immediately engaged in battle. Ye Liuyun charged forward with his companions, while his doppelganger, the Demon-Sealing Stele, and the Demon Vine all joined the fray. In an instant, they tore apart the alien commander, devouring him alive.
The doppelganger consumed the commander’s soul in two swift strikes, the Demon-Sealing Stele pinned him down, and the Demon Vine coiled around him, draining his energy. Within mere breaths, the once-mighty leader was reduced to a withered husk.
With a thunderous roar, the Tiger-Headed Beast King signaled the assault. However, only war chariots and puppet beasts advanced, followed by rows of soldiers unleashing volleys of energy cannons—so overwhelming that even the warships remained idle.
Behind them, Hatu led a phalanx of Giant Demons, systematically purging the remaining alien forces. The rest of the demon army encircled the twenty thousand invaders, making it clear that none would escape alive.
Ye Liuyun focused his attacks on the ordinary alien soldiers, primarily targeting their souls to strengthen his own spiritual power. Occasionally, he wielded the radiant force of Buddhist light or unleashed a curse to strike them down.
The others fought with equal ferocity, swiftly shattering the enemy’s formation. What followed was a one-sided massacre—brutal and efficient.
Wu Feng and his companions watched in stunned silence. To them, these aliens had seemed invincible, yet they were effortlessly annihilated. And these weren’t mere foot soldiers—they were twenty thousand elite warriors, each at the first level of Dominator Realm, the backbone of the alien army.
