Inside Stronghold Thirty-One.
Some Emperors and Heavenly Imperials also noticed the fluctuations in the Blood Tribe’s forces in the distance, and their eyes could not help but light up.
They looked at Chu Kuangren with surprise.
“Brother Chu, you have such a technique?”
“Generally speaking, the farther the attack range, the weaker the energy of this kind of attack. However, this punch from Brother Chu didn’t weaken at all, despite traveling nearly a thousand kilometers. Tsk tsk, this technique is really too powerful.”
“Ha! This technique is very useful on the battlefield.”
Everyone soon discovered how overpowered this ability was, and Luo Shui could not resist getting a little excited “Do your powers have limits?” she asked.
Chu Kuangren chuckled and rose into the air.
“Everyone, attack me!”
Upon hearing his words, the crowd exchanged glances with each other.
Luo Shui, on the other hand, had full faith in Chu Kuangren. “Attack!”
Since the commodore had spoken, the rest of them immediately followed the order.
All kinds of energies blasted towards Chu Kuangren.
Sword qi, palm strength, saber ray…
Flame and frost, storm and thunder…
Bright glitters of light dazzled in the cold and quiet universe.
Chu Kuangren was shrouded in these rays of light, his expression indifferent. He raised his hands, summoning the two abilities of Spatial Conveyor Skill and the Spatial Transfer ability granted by the Timespace Treasure, and pushed them to their maximum potential.
The vast void around him started to get distorted.
All the energy attacks entered the void around him and then vanished. At the very next moment, they reappeared in the sky hundreds of thousands of kilometers away above the Blood Tribe army like a divine soldier who had descended from the heavens, sending in bursts of energy storms.
The Blood Tribe troops were caught off guard, and a series of warships were blown up by this attack. Countless Blood Tribe cultivators were killed as a result too.
“D*mn. That’s a spatial technique!”
“When did a cultivator so adept at spatial techniques emerge on the Firmament Star? I can’t believe he actually pulled that off.”
“This person’s prowess on the battlefield is just way too terrifying.”
“F*ck, people will be beaten stupid before they even get close…”
The Emperors and Heavenly Imperials of the Blood Tribe also saw Chu Kuangren’s casting of the Spatial Conveyor Skill through their respective Emperor Thoughts. They could not help but feel a little stunned.
These spatial techniques… What a cheat!
“Quick, open the warship barrier!”
“Heavenly Imperials, cast your miniverses and disrupt the space!”
After a moment of panic, the Blood Tribe’s commanders began to respond to this sudden attack. They activated the warship’s defense barrier before the Heavenly Imperials cast their miniverses to disrupt the spatial structure. This method temporarily prevented Chu Kuangren’s Spatial Conveyor Skill from causing any chaos.
However, Chu Kuangren’s cultivation base was no longer what it used to be. In a short pause, he had already analyzed the spatial structure in those Heavenly Imperial’s miniverses and once again used the Spatial Conveyor Skill to unleash another barrage of attack.
Although it was not as accurate as before, the Blood Tribe troops were huge in numbers, and they were densely packed together. It was inevitable for them to suffer bursts of damage from Chu Kuangren’s random hits even with the protection of the warship.
“Hmph!”
Just then, a cold sneer was heard from one of the warships.
Immediately afterward, a scarlet spear sprang out into the sky. In a flash, it crossed a distance of a thousand kilometers towards Chu Kuangren.
Chu Kuangren, who was performing the Spatial Conveyor Skill, naturally noticed the spear. However, before he could snatch it, Luo Shui stepped in front of him, slashing the spear with the long saber in her hand.
An explosion ensued, and maelstroms were generated all around the void!
Luo Shui knocked the spear off and flung out several hundred meters, where a hand caught it. Out of nowhere, a Blood Tribe cultivator in a crimson robe appeared in front of the crowd. His body emitted a horrifying aura.
“A Half-step Daoist Celestial!”
Chu Kuangren narrowed his eyes slightly. Figures also gradually appeared behind that person one by one, revealing them to be Heavenly Imperials of the Blood Tribe.
These Heavenly Imperials stared at Chu Kuangren with cold killing intent in his eyes.
“Boy, I didn’t expect that a spatial cultivator like you would emerge from Firmament Star. If I don’t kill you first, this Stronghold will be hard to break down.”
“Yes, this person must be eliminated first.”
The Heavenly Imperials crossed thousands of kilometers and came before the stronghold.
Behind them, countless Blood Tribe cultivators also began driving the warship forward, rushing towards them with the fastest speed while taking on all the energy attacks.
“Leave them to us,” Luo Shui said toward Chu Kuangren nonchalantly.
“Alright.”
Chu Kuangren nodded slightly.
He was not at all afraid of these Heavenly Imperials and the Half-step Daoist Celestial.
However, he chose the method that would result in the least casualties on their side.
He would first cull off a large number of those Blood Tribe cultivators to ensure that they had the upper hand in this war. This way, the cultivators of the stronghold could also deal with the battle more easily.
Boom!
The Half-step Daoist Celestial of the Blood Tribe and Luo Shui broke into a battle.
The rest of the Heavenly Imperials also faced their respective opponents.
Meanwhile, Chu Kuangren continued to use his Spatial Conveyor Skill to carry out a full range attack on the Blood Tribe’s huge army, wiping out a large portion of their troops.
When this invading troop eventually reached the stronghold, only less than half of the original ten thousand warships remained.
“Kill them!”
“Kill!”
The battle raged on with a roaring battle cry!
The soldiers in the stronghold charged out, and the warships collided with each other in the universe. The Emperors were also taking on each other in combat.
In the dark universe, the rays of light of various energies reflect upon each other!
It was beautiful, dreamy, but brutal!
A cruel war broke loose!
“Sword qi clones, out!”
Chu Kuangren stood in the air. Facing the densely lined-up Blood Tribe cultivators, he utilized many sword qi clones that he had never used before.
With his current cultivation base, this Emperor Technique was much more magnificent than the great Mindful Emperor, the creator of the technique.
Tens of thousands of sword qi clones scattered from Chu Kuangren’s body, distributing themselves throughout the battlefield. Each clone had at least a Sage-level combat strength, and they killed all the Blood Tribe soldiers in their tracks.
Owing to Chu Kuangren’s previous attack using the Spatial Conveyor Skill, only half of the Blood Tribe’s forces remain now. Adding to the rampage by his sword qi clones, Stronghold Thirty-One’s troops now have a clear advantage in the tide of this war.
“D*mn, this guy not only knows how to use spatial techniques but cloning techniques too. These are all weapons of group warfare.”
“Moreover, with his cultivation base, he alone is already equivalent to the strength of a large army. From a low-level cultivator’s point of view, the lethality that he poses is just too great.”
Blood Tribe’s Emperors and Heavenly Imperials were all astounded by Chu Kuangren’s ability.
In fact, the outcome of a war was not always determined by the strongest militants. The low-level militants were also very crucial to turning the tide.
After all, even a swarm of ants could kill an elephant.
“If this goes on, our army will soon be wiped out.”
“Retreat!”
That Half-step Daoist Celestial roared.
Suddenly, a large number of Blood Tribe soldiers drove the warship away in a hurry.
“Trying to flee? But where can you go, really?”
Chu Kuangren smirked as his miniverse unfolded!
The dreadful miniverse covered a radius of almost a thousand kilometers. It enveloped all the Blood Tribe warships within its range, leaving them with no room to escape!
“D*mn it!”
The Blood Tribe Half-step Daoist Celestial’s expression changed drastically. However, while he was distracted, Luo Shui’s saber was already angled towards his neck.
“No!”
The pupils of the Half-step Daoist Celestial shrank, and the spear in his hand immediately lifted to block him.
The two weapons clashed!
Nonetheless, a huge gush of energy burst out and blasted the spear in his hand into the air. In the process, his head was directly cut off!
With the death of their main commander, the outcome of this battle was decided.
“Annihilate the Blood Tribe!”
Luo Shui roared, and her valiant voice spread throughout the battlefield.
The overall morale of Stronghold Thirty-One’s troops was instantly boosted.
The war lasted a full day.
Almost none of the Blood Tribe’s troops survived as they were all obliterated!
