. It cautiously moved from right to left along the edge, carefully examining every corner.On the right, there is none.There is nothing on the innermost layer either.Suddenly, the zombie seemed to have...A gale swept across, its force more than just wind blades. The hurricane itself became tangible, a solid wall against the night sky and stars, pressing down with ultimate power, making it hard to breathe.

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The raging hurricane seemed to want to tear apart this space.

Besides the constant howling in my ears, I could hear nothing else.

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The chaotic spiritual energy stirred the heartstrings of everyone present. Faced with such a terrifying scene, the expressions of the cultivators from Xiaohan Domain were filled with intense anxiety, their eyes heavy with concern.

Qin Sang did not look at the Heavenly Alliance, but stared intently at the qi blade he was controlling.

The hurricane is getting closer.

At this moment, the air blade finally moved.

Air blades surged, a formidable array of knives clashing with the hurricane needles in a dazzling spectacle of light.

To the naked eye, all the air blades seemed to merge into one, transforming into a long, slender dragon. With a piercing shriek, it charged head-on into the hurricane.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The heaven and earth tremble.

The terrifying collision caused every cultivator's heart to skip a beat.

Even, the battlefield of cultivators in the nascent soul stage from afar was startled, briefly pausing for a moment. Many gazes focused over here unconsciously.

The gale swallowed the qi blades.

The blade slashed through the wind blades.

At the very center, spirits churned in chaos, forming a terrifying eye of wind.

In the eye of the wind, wind and blade intertwine, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is torn apart, and nothing can be seen.

The aftershock of the collision began to surge in all directions, blasting a large hole directly into the water's surface, almost revealing the silt and aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake.

Huge waves surged and the current was rapid, yet they were unable to fill the large hole for a long time.

The shockwaves rippled across the two battle lines, a surging tide of spiritual energy that still carried fragments of qi blades and wind blades with terrifying destructive power.

A ripple of disturbance swept across the Xiao Han domain. Without orders, everyone raised their magical implements to shield themselves from the aftermath.

Mu Yifeng led his men to stand before Qin Sang, raising the Nine Fire God's Edge.

Just then, Qin Sang suddenly let out a muffled groan. A sweet taste filled her throat, her complexion paled slightly, and her body swayed as if she was about to lose her balance.

Mu Yifeng noticed Qin Sang's change, turning to look over amidst his busy schedule.

Qin Sang shook his head slightly, indicating that he was fine.

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His controlled air blade was destroyed. An air blade's destruction would cause backlash, but this wasn't his first time acting as the anchor point. He was very experienced. When things went south, he immediately severed the connection with the air blade, only receiving negligible light injuries that wouldn't affect his combat effectiveness.

Having hastily swallowed a healing pill, Qin Sang glanced at the aftermath encroaching upon him, immediately issuing an order. Shortly after, another qi blade materialized, and under Qin Sang's control, plunged into the eye of the storm.

This collision lasted for almost an incense stick's worth of time.

Both sides spared no effort, the position of their wind eyes moved back and forth repeatedly, but there was never a significant shift. It remained almost perfectly centered between the two battle lines.

This kind of struggle seems like no one can do anything about the other.

However, over time, the destructive power at the eye of the storm was noticeably weakening. The most obvious change was that the large hole on the water surface was almost filled in.

In the process, the distance between the two parties gradually narrowed.

The air blade was once again shredded by the hurricane, but Qin Sang did not continue to condense it. He stared at his increasingly close opponent, took a breath, and said in a deep voice, "Prepare for battle!"

As expected, it was his familiar routine. This time was no exception; it was time to engage in a sword fight.

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Both sides massed their troops here, and in the first few battles, there were sometimes unexpected developments.

By the later stages, both sides were very familiar with each other. Not only had they exhausted all minor tactics, but even if they had any left, they couldn't effectively deploy them in the midst of a grand battlefield.

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Several large-scale battles typically follow a similar process.

‘Swish swish…’

Countless streaks of light intersected, and the formation suddenly shifted.

Qin Sang and his team completed their mission of 'Eye Formation'. The cultivators surrounding Qin Sang returned to their respective squads. Countless magical artifacts shone in the battle formation, dense and brilliant like stars.

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The eye of the storm had yet to fully dissipate, but it could no longer stop either side's advance.

The incessant cries of killing echoed through the heavens, and the two streaks of crimson finally began to blend together.

However, hidden beneath this breathtaking scenery is danger!

At such close proximity, one could finally discern some differences. Although both the Tianxing Alliance and Xiao Han domain were comprised of cultivators, there were indeed many distinctions between them.

This difference is not only reflected in the artifacts, but also in the cultivators themselves.

Though the Xiao Han domain's formation had been tempered through three years of war, compared to the Tian Xing Alliance, it still seemed somewhat scattered. The squads themselves were fine, having honed their coordination well.

As the whole battle progressed, the disparity became increasingly apparent.

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However, the overall strength of Xiaohan domain cultivators is not inferior to that of Tianxing Alliance. Although the number of cultivators in Tianxing Alliance is considerably more than that of Xiaohan domain, and the scale of their battle formations surpasses that of Xiaohan domain.

But in terms of the number of cultivators at the False Dan realm and the later stages of foundation establishment, Xiao Han domain was able to surpass Tian Xing Alliance.

On the other hand, cultivators from Xiaohan Domain also possessed more diverse magical artifacts compared to those from Tianxing Alliance. Most cultivators in Tianxing Alliance primarily wielded weapons such as armor, spears, halberds, and swords, which appeared quite similar in appearance.

After fighting cultivators from the Xiaohan domain for so long, Qin Sang would not look down on them just because their magic weapons were monotonous.

For cultivators, magic weapons are only part of their strength, and these weapons are very compatible with each other, able to exert power that exceeds their inherent quality.

"Mu Senior Brother, you take the lead, I'll support from the middle," Qin Sang transmitted.

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"Good!"

Mu Yifeng, wielding the Nine Flames Divine Blade, with fire dragons swirling around his body, led the charge.

The team members surrounded Qin Sang and Mu Yifeng, forming a battle formation and preparing for war.

Qin Sang pointed his finger, and the cold golden sword that was swirling around him shot out, parallel to Mu Yifeng's path. With his empty palm, he took out the Yin-Yang compass...

"Kill!"

The killing cry shook the heavens.

'Boom!'

At last, the two sides' armies clashed.

At that moment, Qin Sang couldn't see anything beyond his immediate vicinity. All he could see was the enemy in front of him.

This enemy force, like a sharp sword, pierced into several battle formations, relentlessly pushing forward, unstoppable until it reached Qin Sang's presence.

Similar situations are also happening simultaneously in other places.

However, the formations of the Xiaohan domain remained scattered yet organized.

Qin Sang had no energy to care about other places. His gaze quickly swept around, silently calculating the strength of both sides, and then gave an order.

"Kill!"

‘Whoosh!’

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The Hanjin Sword transformed into a streak of cold light, advancing alongside the Jiuhuo Divine Edge. At the same time, several squads surrounding Qin Sang, judging his movements, immediately provided support.

For a moment, one artifact after another shot out in a confrontational manner.

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The opponent was unwilling to yield, their momentum relentless. Sword energy and blade light crisscrossed the air.

After the collision, the opponent's momentum indeed showed a brief pause.

At this time, Qin Sang did not pursue the advantage.

"Let's go!"

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As the saying goes, "Strike while the iron is hot. Momentum builds with each success, but eventually it will weaken if you don't keep pushing."

Qin Sang wasn't stupid enough to confront the other party head-on. He simply countered their aggression slightly, achieving his goal of dampening their spirit.

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