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Chapter 1482 - 429: 15 Years, 300,000 Blood and Flesh Avatars! (Part 2)
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Chapter 1482: Chapter 429: 15 Years, 300,000 Blood and Flesh Avatars! (Part 2)

Lu Changsheng indeed suffered heavy losses.

However, the seventeen Great Commanders of the You Clan felt even worse.

Lu Changsheng’s four thousand zhang, his eighteen thousand Ancestor Realm clones’ full-power strike was no ordinary feat.

This strike directly caused the seventeen Great Commanders of the You Clan to shudder all over.

The terrifying power shook their physical bodies.

They even felt like their bodies couldn’t hold, about to directly "shatter".

The four nearest Great Commanders of the You Clan screamed miserably, their bodies instantly exploded.

They turned into mere piles of flesh.

Another four Great Commanders of the You Clan died.

From the previous eighteen Great Commanders of the You Clan, now only thirteen remain.

In just two strikes, five Great Commanders of the You Clan died.

Even the remaining thirteen Great Commanders of the You Clan all felt their bodies trembling.

That was out of fear.

Out of dread.

After all, who would want to follow in the footsteps of those five Great Commanders?

"Lu Changsheng is also injured; his aura has dropped significantly, and his body has lost nearly twenty percent..."

One of the Great Commanders of the You Clan stared fixatedly at Lu Changsheng.

He seemed to instantly discern Lu Changsheng’s current condition.

Lu Changsheng’s situation was indeed unfavorable.

He’s injured, and even lost close to twenty percent.

A few more strikes, perhaps they could defeat Lu Changsheng.

But are they willing to attempt a few more strikes?

Lu Changsheng suffered injuries, yet haven’t they also suffered heavy losses?

Attempt a few more times, and who knows who will die first, it’s really uncertain.

These Great Commanders ultimately do not share a common goal.

The three great bloodlines are scheming and plotting against each other, both openly and covertly.

Under normal circumstances, it’s fine.

But in a situation where everyone needs to fight for their lives, how could they be of one mind?

At this moment, the parties actually confronted each other in the void.

Lu Changsheng squinted his eyes slightly.

He roughly understood his current strength.

Unexpectedly, the fusion of eighteen thousand clones turned out to be so terrifying.

It can even contend against dozens of Great Commanders of the You Clan.

And still, it’s the Great Commanders of the three major bloodlines.

But self-awareness knows one’s limits.

Lu Changsheng’s Clone Fusion Technique was incredibly convenient, making it easy to enhance his strength.

The greater the number of clones, the stronger the combat power.

However, ultimately that doesn’t belong to Lu Changsheng’s core strength.

It’s essentially considered external power.

Relying on external power lacks foundation.

Now he’s lost three thousand clones, leaving him with only fifteen thousand.

Actually, Lu Changsheng’s strength has significantly decreased.

If it truly comes down to a direct confrontation, if Lu Changsheng loses more clones, his strength will deteriorate further.

Ultimately, who will triumph between him and the thirteen Great Commanders, it’s really hard to say.

Besides, the opponent isn’t aware that his strength has declined.

They still greatly fear him.

This might be an opportunity.

Lu Changsheng doesn’t need to persistently battle the thirteen Great Commanders.

"Retreat!"

Lu Changsheng immediately withdrew, turning and leaving.

Watching Lu Changsheng move away, the remaining thirteen Great Commanders of the You Clan did not pursue, but rather watched as Lu Changsheng departed.

Not until Lu Changsheng’s figure was out of sight did the thirteen Great Commanders of the You Clan exchange glances, looking at each other in confusion.

"Lu Changsheng fled, while we’ve suffered heavy losses, losing five men. Let’s think about how to report back first?"

"What is there to report? Be honest. Besides, Lu Changsheng is injured too; we’ve found his weaknesses. If there’s a next time and we’re better prepared, we can definitely slay Lu Changsheng."

"Still hoping for a next time? I’m afraid there won’t be a next time..."

The thirteen Great Commanders didn’t want to talk much more; after all, further discussion would be pointless.

This time they indeed failed, suffering heavy losses.

If punishment is unavoidable, then so be it.

However, they’re all Great Commanders, even if punished, it wouldn’t be too severe.

It’s just that, thinking of how Lu Changsheng slayed five Great Commanders and even boldly left in front of them, their spirits were somewhat deflated.

Even though they already held Lu Changsheng in high regard.

But who would have thought Lu Changsheng would be so formidable?

With mere cultivation at Immortal Venerable level, reverse slaying five Great Commanders?

It’s simply... unbelievable!

Even the most exceptional disciples of the three great bloodlines of the You Clan over generations couldn’t achieve slaying five top-tier Great Commanders during their leadership stage.

Thus, the remaining thirteen Great Commanders quickly left.

At this moment, seven Taoist Ancestors and eight Great Emperors seemed to simultaneously receive the news.

"Hm?"

The eight Great Emperors’ faces showed a trace of anger.

"Useless!"

Emperor Mo Luo looked furious.

Eighteen top-tier Great Commanders jointly besieged Lu Changsheng.

And the result?

They failed.

Not just a simple failure; they even lost five top-tier Great Commanders.

If not useless, what are they?

They simply disgraced the You Clan!

After all, this time to besiege Lu Changsheng, the You Clan practically dispatched everyone capable, employing all available means.

Even the eight Great Emperors were covering for the eighteen Great Commanders of the You Clan.

And the result?

Truly too disappointing for the eight Great Emperors.

On the contrary, on the Immortal Clan’s side, each one bore expressions of delight.

Especially Pan Ancestor who even laughed out loud, "Good, very good! Emperor Mo Luo, it seems your You Clan’s so-called three great bloodlines aren’t much at all. Eighteen Great Commanders of the three bloodlines of the You Clan jointly besieged one Golden Immortal Venerable of my Immortal Clan. Despite having an overwhelming advantage in numbers and cultivation, they still failed? And even lost five Great Commanders, truly unexpected the You Clan’s three great bloodlines are so weak."

The seven Taoist Ancestors also all showed smiles.

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