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Compared to ordinary cultivators and spirit array masters, battle array masters can be considered a shortcut in a certain sense.
Cultivators defy the heavens, spirit array masters use their soul power to set up arrays and borrow the power of heaven and earth, while battle array masters believe in human strength overcoming the heavens.
Once one's understanding of battle intent and one's integration with the army reach a certain level, one can unleash strength far exceeding the realm of a battle formation master.
Of course, this shortcut also has one major drawback.
That is, over-reliance on the military!
Once a battle division loses its troops, it is like a tiger with broken teeth.
This is why many powerful individuals are also skilled in battle formations, rather than specializing in them.
However, throughout history, there have been many powerful individuals who switched to the path of battle formations. As long as they were able to grow up, they would all become renowned figures in their respective regions.
In the center of the canyon, an army was entrenched. Despite its large size, it moved without making a sound.
Strands of fighting spirit emanated from the sky, eventually converging in the air, causing the clouds to shatter and the world to lose its color.
At the front of this army, a seemingly unremarkable young man, clad in dark red armor, was holding a gun and resting with his eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to the many powerful figures around him.
Just then, an even more terrifying fighting spirit suddenly enveloped the entire canyon, followed by a burst of golden light, and a majestic figure appeared above the canyon.
The moment this figure appeared, all the powerful figures present changed their expressions, bowed in unison, and said respectfully, "Greetings, War Emperor!"
Even the demonic wind opened its eyes and clasped its hands in a respectful gesture.
He already knew what had happened on the Demon Suppression Continent. Since this Western Heaven War Emperor had fought alongside the Chu Emperor, he naturally deserved to be given a certain amount of respect.
The Western Heaven War Emperor glanced around, his gaze finally settling on the demonic wind, and said softly:
"Demon Wind, the Netherworld Army is your army, but you must understand the principle that 'a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.'"
"I recognize your exceptional talent and will give you a fair chance to compete today."
"Any battle formation master who is no more than one hundred years old may participate in the competition."
"If you can ultimately defend the Netherworld Army, I can guarantee your safety!"
Upon hearing these words, all the battle formation masters felt a surge of excitement.
Yao Feng remained calm and nodded.
From the corner, Cheng Ya glared and said, "What a fine word 'fair'!"
"The Netherworld Army originally belonged to Yao Feng, and now they're actually sending him to compete with others for ownership. It's ridiculous!"
"What's the difference between this and outright robbery?"
Chu Yang gave her a strange look. "This has nothing to do with you, so why are you more agitated than Yao Feng?"
Cheng Ya's expression stiffened, then she pouted and said, "I'm just worried about Elder Chu's friend."
Chu Yang shook his head and chuckled, looking towards the demonic wind in the center of the canyon, wanting to see how it would deal with him.
It is worth mentioning that Chu Yang concealed Cheng Ya's aura with his Origin Qi, so she was not detected by this clone of the Western Heaven War Emperor.
Otherwise, if the Western Heaven War Emperor discovered Cheng Ya, he would inevitably connect it to him.
As the figure of the Western Heaven War Emperor dissipated, powerful auras soared into the sky, and then one after another, battle formation masters rushed into the canyon and landed in front of the demonic wind.
There were also many powerful individuals who were not battle formation masters present, but they were only there to join in the fun, and given the rules set by the Western Heaven Battle Emperor, they naturally wouldn't interfere.
An old man with the cultivation level of a lower Earthly Sovereign said with a smile, "Yao Feng, you are so young yet you have become a 100,000-pattern battle formation master, which shows that you have extraordinary talent."
“You might surpass us old folks in the future. I advise you to make a choice, lest you lose your life in vain.”
This old man was clearly of extraordinary origin; when he spoke, none of the other battle formation masters uttered a word.
But before he could finish speaking, a charming woman laughed and said, "Old man, you're not quite right..."
"If we don't nip it in the bud, are we going to wait for it to grow up and seek revenge on us later?"
A burly man stepped forward, staring intently at the demonic wind, and said, "Abandon the Netherworld Army and join the Western Heaven Battle Hall, and I will guarantee your life!"
Clearly, these three are the strongest among this group of battle formation masters. Although their cultivation is only at the lower level of Earthly Sovereign, the strength of a battle formation master cannot be measured solely by their cultivation level.
Even so, the remaining people were still eager to try, because they knew very well that no one present could take on the entire Netherworld Army by themselves.
The final result will be nothing more than "dividing and eating" this army. Even if the weaker ones don't get any meat, they can at least get a sip of soup.
"Are you sure you can take me down?"
Yao Feng suddenly sneered, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and said calmly, "I am commanding the Netherworld Army by His Majesty's order. Without His Majesty's permission, this military tally would naturally not be handed over to anyone else..."
"If you want it, then show us what you've got!"
The burly man shook his head, seemingly with some regret, "I know you come from a lower plane, but you must know that this is the Great Thousand World!"
"A third-grade supreme being is nothing more than a speck of dust, even if one has 100,000 battle formation masters!"
At this point, his eyes suddenly sharpened, filled with murderous intent, and he said, "Furthermore, daring to address someone as Your Majesty in the Western Heaven Continent, you have already committed suicide!"
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"Cough cough..."
In the corner, Cheng Ya looked completely bewildered as she watched Chu Yang suddenly cough.
This mighty expert, comparable to a Celestial Supreme, could he have choked on his own saliva?
It's no wonder Chu Yang lost his composure; the burly man's words, "You've already found a way to die," had left him somewhat stunned...
What kind of person is this guy to dare say that?
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"It's useless to talk, let's do it!"
The charming woman's personality was clearly the opposite of her appearance; her words were full of ruthlessness.
As her words fell, many battle formation masters trembled and unleashed their abilities. Powerful armies filled the entire canyon, and terrifying battle intent soared into the sky!
The canyon trembled for a moment, and Chu Yang vaguely sensed that something seemed to be stirring deep underground.
"What a good plan..."
Chu Yang smiled. He knew that Yao Feng was trying to draw out the legacy of that ancient battle formation master by using the fighting spirit of the various battle formation masters.
The abacus was clattering away, but the problem was...
How can we get through this crisis?
Even if we manage to protect the Netherworld Army, what will we use to protect that legacy?
The three lower-level Earthly Sovereigns did not rush to make a move, but stood quietly at the back.
They didn't take the demonic wind seriously at all, thinking that those supreme-level battle formation masters were enough to deal with it.
The three were wary of each other, wanting to seize the military token the moment Yao Feng died.
Only by refining the military talisman can one control the fighting spirit of the Netherworld Army; otherwise, one can only forcibly seize a small portion of the army and then painstakingly integrate it into one's own army.
The battle was about to break out, but Yao Feng showed no sign of panic in the face of attacks from dozens of Supreme Realm Battle Formation Masters.
He simply raised his hand, and an extremely terrifying fighting spirit soared into the sky!
At this moment, everyone inside and outside the canyon except for Chu Yang was shocked.
Because suddenly, countless figures appeared in the sky above the canyon!
Upon closer inspection, the number reached a staggering eighty or ninety thousand!
If you add the ten thousand Netherworld soldiers fighting behind Yao Feng, the total number reaches a full one hundred thousand!
They had thought that the fact that the demonic wind could control a cavalry force of ten thousand men, comparable to an ancient army, was already extraordinary enough, but no one had expected...
From beginning to end, what they saw was merely the tip of the iceberg of the Netherworld Army! (End of Chapter)
Chapter 386 The Demon Wind's Backer? Human Relationships! The Western Heaven War Emperor's Attitude!
"This...how is this possible?"
Cheng Ya covered her mouth, her almond-shaped eyes wide with shock.
An army of 100,000, whose fighting spirit is comparable to that of ancient armies, would be invincible even against a supreme being if it were in the hands of a million patterned battle formation masters!
It might even be said that they could contend with the early stage of a Spiritual Grade Heavenly Sovereign!
However, if it were in the hands of a master of tens of millions of battle formations, the power it could unleash would be at least at the Immortal level!
In other words, as long as the battle formation master who controls this army is of a high enough level, the upper limit of the Netherworld Army is the Celestial Supreme!
“But if he can’t hold off the Netherworld Army, the losses will only be greater!” Cheng Ya frowned, feeling that the demonic wind was being somewhat impulsive.
Chu Yang smiled meaningfully and said, "You only saw his impulsiveness, but you didn't see..."
"He used one-tenth of his resources to gamble on that sliver of hope, demonstrating the courage to seek fortune in the face of danger!"
"One-tenth?" Cheng Ya was momentarily stunned. When she came to her senses, her mouth gaped open in shock.
This army of 100,000 is only one-tenth of the total, so doesn't that mean...?
Does the true Netherworld Army have a force of millions?