Chapter 2646: Chapter 2646
The newly appointed red-scaled commander of the alien forces hadn’t anticipated such a one-sided slaughter. If this elite unit were wiped out by Ye Liuyun, their combat strength would be severely crippled.
Its first instinct was to rush to their aid rather than retreat. Without hesitation, it ordered a hundred thousand troops to advance, aiming to rescue the besieged elite forces.
Ye Liuyun waited until the enemy forces drew near before giving his own command. The remaining hundred thousand demon soldiers stationed in the stronghold surged forth. War chariots and puppet beasts led the charge, followed by energy cannons unleashing devastating barrages. The giant demons then stormed in, smashing through enemy lines, while demon soldiers mopped up the survivors.
Meanwhile, Ye Liuyun, his doppelgänger, the Demon-Sealing Stele, and the Demon Vine immediately targeted the alien commanders—especially the red-scaled leader—to prevent them from launching soul attacks.
Both Ye Liuyun and his doppelgänger wielded the power of time, continuously absorbing the commanders’ souls to rapidly enhance their own spiritual strength. With the Demon-Sealing Stele and the Demon Vine covering for them, the aliens failed to notice anything unusual about Ye Liuyun. They simply assumed the Stele and the Vine were immune to soul attacks and possessed higher cultivation, making them capable of slaying their leaders.
Once the red-scaled commanders were eliminated, Ye Liuyun and his doppelgänger intensified their soul assaults, hunting down aliens with strong spiritual energy across the battlefield.
The Purple Kylin Snake and the Vermilion Bird kept Ah Xing and her companions well protected. Whenever danger loomed, the Kylin manipulated time to whisk them to safety. If a soul attack threatened them, the Vermilion Bird swiftly intervened, annihilating the foe and even helping them devour the alien’s spiritual energy.
As for the others, Ye Liuyun had no reason to worry—they were more than capable of holding their own against the aliens. Thunderclap, the Dragon Maiden, the Nine-Headed Demon Dragon, the White Tiger, and the Stone Ape fought with savage ferocity.
The Vespera beasts, meanwhile, focused on picking off minor commanders, quickly paralyzing the alien army’s chain of command.
Before long, the hundred thousand alien reinforcements found themselves encircled by the demon forces.
"Full assault! All forces engage! The strongest, follow me!"
The new alien commander, convinced that Ye Liuyun had already committed all his troops, refused to accept defeat. It ordered the remaining alien army to charge headlong into a chaotic melee.
"Finally!" Ye Liuyun thought with quiet satisfaction. He summoned his doppelgänger, the Demon-Sealing Stele, and the Demon Vine to eliminate the alien powerhouses while signaling the Tiger-Headed Beast King to deploy the Falcon Battleships.
With a thunderous roar, the Beast King sent every Falcon in the stronghold soaring into battle. Then, from his own spatial realm, he unleashed wave after wave of additional Falcon reinforcements.
Over ten thousand Falcon-class warships intercepted the subsequent 80,000 alien soldiers, bombarding them relentlessly from the skies. Rows of alien troops fell like wheat before a scythe.
By then, all the demonic tribes had joined the battle, launching a full-scale assault. Except for the Giant Demon Tribe, every other demonic race and half-beasts had cultivated dual cultivation techniques, granting them strength comparable to Dominator-level martial artists. With their combined might, the encircled alien forces were swiftly decimated.
Soon, the Tiger-headed Beast King redirected 50,000 demonic warriors to annihilate the incoming alien reinforcements, herding them into the tightening noose of the battlefield.
The air was thick with roars and agonized screams—only this time, it was the aliens who suffered the slaughter.
Ye Liuyun and his doppelgänger pushed their mastery of temporal power to the limit, denying the red-scaled aliens any chance to strike. They devoured the creatures’ souls in waves, eliminating them systematically before sparing the remaining alien elites for combat practice.
Though the battle wasn’t yet over, the outcome was undeniable—the aliens faced certain defeat.
Wu Feng and the other martial artists, finally snapping out of their shock, saw hope rekindled. Murmurs of relief and awe spread among them.
"Thank the heavens—those of us still alive might just make it!"
"If only they’d arrived sooner..."
"Seems they’ve fought these aliens before. That’s why they handle them so effortlessly. Meanwhile, these creatures, used to battling us, can’t adapt to opponents this strong and experienced!"
Amid the chatter, Wu Feng rallied a few able-bodied fighters and charged into the fray, determined to seize resources for themselves.
The spoils of Ye Liuyun’s victories belonged solely to him. If they wanted supplies, they’d have to earn them. Expecting Ye Liuyun not only to fight their battles but also to hand them resources out of pity was unthinkable.
Wu Feng understood this clearly. If they didn’t prove their worth, Ye Liuyun would eventually cast them aside—and with his power, crushing them would be child’s play.
True security could only come from their own strength. Relying on Ye Liuyun this time solved nothing—what about the next crisis?
The tide of battle shifted once more. With the demonic tribes leading the charge, the Falcons withdrew from the frontlines, focusing instead on maintaining the encirclement.
After eliminating several powerful alien warriors, Ye Liuyun found himself with increasing ease. He shifted more attention to monitoring the women’s battles, ensuring they wouldn’t exhaust their vital energy or suffer injuries from underestimating their foes.
The alien forces were rapidly dwindling, completely surrounded by the demonic troops. It was evident they had made no contingency plans, never anticipating their own defeat—likely because Ye Liuyun had taken out their commander early in the battle.
As he searched through the storage rings of the fallen alien elites, Ye Liuyun noted their resources were meager compared to those of the golden-armored aliens from the Silver Fox Galaxy. This was partly due to many of their outposts remaining unplundered. Still, even with that, the spoils of this battle yielded the essence of several thousand intact worlds—more than enough to sustain his soldiers’ cultivation for the foreseeable future.
The Demon-Sealing Stele and the Demon Vine were also in a frenzy, voraciously devouring the abundant energy—a rare feast for them, as such opportunities seldom arose.
Meanwhile, Wu Feng and the other martial cultivators seized the chance to cut down numerous alien soldiers. However, lacking energy-storing artifacts, they could only fight in short bursts before retreating to recover.
"How can they keep fighting for so long?" Wu Feng muttered in disbelief, eyeing the seemingly tireless demonic warriors. He and his companions assumed these demons under Ye Liuyun’s command were somehow exceptional.
Ye Liuyun, however, offered them no special treatment. Once the battle concluded, he and his forces would move on, leaving this world to Wu Feng and his allies—who would have no trouble scavenging resources from the aftermath.
In truth, Ye Liuyun had already devised his next move: a swift counteroffensive to seize as many alien outposts as possible while they remained unprepared. Along the way, he would eliminate their scattered armies, denying them any chance to regroup.
The battle lasted less than a day before the entire alien force of two hundred thousand was annihilated. Wu Feng and his comrades marveled at the speed of their victory, but to Ye Liuyun, it was just another routine triumph.
