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A confident top martial ancestor from the Tang Clan emerged from the crowd, his eyes brimming with a boiling desire for battle, a fervor so intense that not even the mounting pressure of spiritual force could suppress it.

The pierced wound on Mi Tianxin’s abdomen had already been sealed off with spiritual power. The fiercely robust martial ancestor shrugged off the dry, hardened blood, ready to confront the Tang Clan’s warrior.

The two were about to clash when a sudden deep, youthful voice unexpectedly put an end to this top-notch battle between martial ancestors before it could even commence.

“What battle? Prepare to focus fire!”

This sudden command startled Mi Tianxin, and the surrounding Tang Clan warriors suppressed their heart’s excitement upon hearing the order, reaching out their emotionally-unmoved fingers.

Even the first top-tier warrior from the Tang Clan who stood out from the crowd, despite the annoyance evident on his face from having his duel interrupted, obediently raised his hand. The familiar Extreme Sharp Finger Force gleamed like a reaper’s radiance.

Knowing his death was imminent, the despaired and furious Mi Tianxin shouted, “Which craven creature will dare reveal himself!?”

The moment he finished speaking, another round of concentrated fire emerged. This time, the clever Tang warriors ditched the more lethal Extreme Mang and opted for the Sky-picking Hand, which had a greater striking area and higher accuracy.

This decision dumbfounded Mi Tianxin, who planned on using his old tricks. The continuous bombardment of the Sky-picking Hand, combined with several powerful forces, was too overwhelming even for his final defense technique spiritually encapsulated. The fearsome Fierce Realm martial body of the top-tier Mi warrior Mi Tianxin, pushed around like a football by giant golden palms, was on the brink of collapse under this persistent attack.

Each collision of the Sky-picking Hand with Mi Tianxin’s body resulted in a rain of blood fog in the sky. The red fog, intertwined with white clouds, painted a beautiful crimson sunset. For some reason, this thought popped up in Mi Tianxin’s mind.

His internal organs vibrated due to the penetrating force, while his spirit, overwhelmed, let out a heart-wrenching cry. Another strong palm strike hit Mi Tianxin squarely in the chest.

“Crack!”

His bones, harder than fine iron, finally reached their breaking point. This foreshadowed an end to the life of a top-tier martial ancestor. Mi Tianxin could clearly feel his spirit dissipating slowly within his body.

“Stop!!!!!”

A loud shout carrying massive blue-wood spiritual power echoed from afar. It was Mi Hai leading his martial ancestors to Mi Tianxin’s aid, only to witness Mi Tianxin’s critical condition upon arriving.

A few Mi Clan martial ancestors exploded with their spiritual power, and the fierce Divine Wood strike was like a brilliant aurora spanning the horizon.

But aid from afar couldn’t extinguish flames nearby. Upon seeing the reinforcements from the Mi Clan, the Tang warriors upped their attack frequency. After cornering Mi Tianxin with three Sky-picking Hands, a blinding golden light shattered his skull.

The Sky-picking Hands dispersed — the decapitated body fell helplessly from a high altitude, like a corpse.

The Divine Wood strikes, launched from hundreds of feet away, posed no threat to the prepared Tang martial ancestors. After dispersing, the group reconvened, standing off against Mi Hai and his companions.

“Such brazen use of numerical advantage, it’s utterly despicable!” Looking at Mi Tianxin’s body disappearing into the clouds, Mi Hai bit his teeth, coldly addressing the Tang Clan members.

The outraged Sect Head of the Mi Clan was consumed by grief and anger, but his accusations were only met with sneers from the Tang warriors.

The two clans were deep into a full-blown war, not squabbling on an arena platform. There was no question of honor or guilt; one-on-one or outnumbering, any action resulting in the opponent’s death was meritorious!

They might have been genuinely impressed by Mi Tianxin’s bravery for a moment, but the Chief Commander’s orders brought them back to reality.

What arrogance compelled Mi Tianxin to think he could raid the Tang base with only two people? His naïvety was absurd.

The Tang martial ancestors, arranged in battle formation, stood at a distance from the Mi Clan members. Although outnumbered, they showed no fear because their base was right behind them.

The Tang Clan’s reinforcements would surely arrive before the Mi Clan’s, thanks to the Chief Commander, who had intel on every move on the battlefield.

The sound of air ripping came from afar as Sect Head Tang Sen, leading several teams of martial ancestors and two elders, tore through the clouds and arrived at the battlefield. This left the Mi Clan members, who were about to launch an attack, momentarily stunned.

Now including the newly arrived reinforcements, both sides were surprisingly balanced. The martial ancestors brought by Mi Hai turned their gaze to the commander’s back, their eyes seemingly asking, “Should we attack or not?”

At this time, ten miles away from the battlefield on the top of Baoding Mountain, the Tang Clan Head Tang Sen, the Great Elder Tang Siyuan, and Tang Luo were seated in a circle.

“Clan chief, I followed your instructions, can you now tell me why you didn’t send more reinforcements?” Tang Luo looked confused. He disrupted the Tang Clan martial ancestor’s duel and activated focus fire because he detected Mi Hai leading reinforcements. In his original plan, he wanted to give them a brutal attack with concentrated superior forces, flying them seven or eight people at least.

Who knew that Clan Chief Tang Zhi would personally come and tell him to arrange for only slightly superior reinforcements, no need to be greedy. He found this very puzzling.

Clan Chief Tang Zhi explained to Tang Luo, “If we send too many people, no matter how aggrieved Mi Hai is, he won’t initiate a battle.”

“If he doesn’t initiate, then he doesn’t. We have already killed a top-tier martial ancestor of the Mi Clan, and repelled two Mi Clan martial ancestors. Using another surprise attack to eliminate a few more martial ancestors from the Mi Clan and the remaining allied martial ancestors would pose no threat!” No matter how Tang Luo thought about it, weakening the Mi Clan alliance’s best strategy was to kill more Mi Clan martial ancestors.

After losing five top-tier martial ancestors, the Mi Clan’s lack of powerful forces was no longer a secret. The remaining martial ancestors might have been extraordinary, but they fell short of top-tier by a long shot. As long as the timing for concentrated fire was right, there was always a chance for victory.

But it seemed that Clan Chief Tang Zhi looked down upon this kind of operation, which left Tang Luo puzzled. “Such a good opportunity, yet you only sent reinforcements to maintain slight superiority. Are you betting everything on those outsider martial ancestors?”

“Yes.” Tang Zhi nodded in acknowledgement. “We need to pull them enough to create space for those reinforcements to fully utilize their potential.”

“So, we gave up Blessed Cloud Valley to stretch the formation of the Mi Clan alliance?”

“Correct. While defending the Blessed Cloud Valley benefits us the most, don’t forget that the Mi Clan has fortified the mountains surrounding it. Sending a few small Fierce Realm teams to tackle a mountain fortress with complete defense is almost impossible. Even if they do succeed, the effect might not be satisfactory.” Tang Zhi was pleased with Tang Luo’s intelligence and shared some deeper thoughts with him.

“Once Mi Hai knows about our breakthrough, he’ll undoubtedly be anxious to have all allies assemble around Baoding Mountain. And his usual tactic is to first exhaust the martial ancestors and then advance with a large army. What we need to do is distract more of Mi Hai’s martial ancestors.”