Fairy Eye

On the 23rd of July that year, the 100,000-strong army of the Immortal Alliance surged across the sky like a flood, arrayed in mid-air above the northern foothills of the Broken Soul Mountains, with banners waving and an imposing momentum.

At the front of the army, ten Tier 3 spirit ships were lined up in neat rows, and everyone looked solemn as they gazed at the vast and boundless plains before them.

On the plains, the densely packed camps of the Demonic Alliance army were shrouded in a light morning mist, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, a large swarm of light burst forth from the depths of the wilderness, heading straight towards the Broken Soul Mountain Range.

In the blink of an eye, a demonic coalition force no less powerful than the Immortal Alliance appeared before Han Lin and his companions, causing many to feel secretly tense.

Standing at the forefront of the demonic alliance were twelve Nascent Soul level experts, including Gou Shi! Among them were ten members of the Demonic Alliance, plus the Dark Moon Ancestor and the Drunken Old Man.

Each person exuded a powerful aura, causing many disciples of the Immortal Alliance to tremble with fear even when they were more than ten miles apart.

Behind the twelve Nascent Soul elders of the Demonic Path Alliance were more than a hundred Golden Core stage experts from the Southern Frontier and the Western Regions, including the eight Holy Sons of the Demonic Path Alliance, the younger generation of various sects in the Southern Frontier, and even Han Lin's acquaintances Zhao Ye, Li Jianwei, Luo Xun, and Luo Yunxi.

The two gazed at Han Lin atop the cloud-covering raft opposite them, their faces filled with worry. For various reasons, they had no choice but to stand here.

Following the numerous Golden Core experts came the Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining levels of the Demonic Alliance army.

These two levels have the largest number of people; they stand on spirit boats, so densely packed that they cannot be counted.

When the two powerful figures met, there was no verbal sparring as expected. Both sides remained silent, staring at each other expressionlessly.

For a moment, both the righteous and demonic armies fell into a deathly silence, as if a suffocating aura enveloped everyone before a storm.

Han Lin looked at the many familiar figures opposite him with a complicated expression. He could understand Zhao Ye and Luo Yunxi, but he couldn't understand why the drunken old man was also in the other camp.

But with the die already cast, it was no longer the time for reminiscing.

Han Lin slowly drew the "Dragon Slayer Sword," a symbol of authority. The orange-red morning light fell on the blade, reflecting a faint blood-red hue.

"kill."

Han Lin raised his longsword high and slowly uttered this single word.

"kill--!"

In the next instant, the 100,000-strong army roared in unison, and the spirit ships, each radiating different colors of light, surged towards the enemy camp like a tidal wave!

At the same time, Gou Yi, the leader of the Demonic Path Alliance, raised his right arm and shouted "Kill!" Immediately afterward, the Demonic Path Alliance army also moved in unison, charging towards the Immortal Path Alliance army without flinching!

boom!

With the first booming sound, the two waves collided completely, thus beginning this battle between good and evil that had been separated for thousands of years.

At this moment, both the immortal and demonic paths only deployed low-level Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment troops; none of their true elite forces were mobilized.

Despite this, the sheer number of people on both sides, all of whom were cultivators, and the constant clashes of various grand formations created an astonishing scene.

Each time the magic arrays collided, the heavens and earth trembled, and the aftershocks rushed towards the earth, leaving behind cracks and sinkholes.

"Golden Core level cultivators, mobilize."

Gou Zi glanced at the battlefield and coldly uttered a few words.

In the next instant, hundreds of Golden Core experts from the Demonic Path Alliance burst forth from the sky, charging towards the Immortal Path Alliance army! Although this force was small in number, if left unattended, it could change the course of the battle in an instant, causing heavy casualties to the Immortal Path Alliance's 100,000-strong army.

Han Lin naturally wouldn't let this happen. Seeing this, he also gave an order, and hundreds of Golden Core experts, including Yun Che and others, all went out to meet them.

Upon seeing the Golden Core level experts mobilize, both armies, in order to avoid being caught in the crossfire, spread their battle lines to the sides, leaving a large area in the center undefended!

The Golden Core experts were also in perfect harmony, all engaged in fierce battle in the sky, and no one attacked the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators until they had a chance to free up their hands.

Han Lin stood on the deck, his brows furrowed as he gazed at the occasional flashes of light in the opposite sky.

A dozen or so breaths later.

He turned to look at the Daoist Jingshou, "Master, the battle among the Golden Core level cultivators is fierce. To avoid unnecessary casualties, I think it's time for the Nascent Soul level cultivators to intervene. What do you think?"

"no problem."

The Daoist Jingshou nodded, then said solemnly, "Except for Fellow Daoist Huayang who stays to protect Han Lin, the rest of you will all join me in a final battle against the Demonic Alliance!"

Having said that, he took the lead and flew towards Gou Su and the others.

Seeing this, the others also became serious and followed behind the Taoist Jing Shou.

In the blink of an eye, only Han Lin and Ancestor Huayang remained in mid-air above the Broken Soul Mountain Range, observing the battle.

"Walk!"

On the Demonic Alliance side, Gou Zai saw Jing Shou Dao Ren and the others flying over, but he showed no intention of confronting them head-on. He said something in a deep voice and then turned and flew directly into the depths of the Gobi Desert.

Upon hearing this, the Grass Man Ancestor and the others turned around and followed Gou Shi without saying a word! This surprised many powerful figures in the Immortal Alliance, who felt that the other party's behavior was a bit abnormal.

But now that things had come to this, they were not about to give up easily, so they immediately sped up and followed closely behind.

Soon, the battlefield was divided into three levels.

The first echelon consisted of large-scale battles involving Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators, splitting off in the southern and northern parts of the battlefield.

Both sides are currently relying on magic arrays to fight each other, and one-on-one situations are rare. One side is an orthodox Five Elements magic array, while the other side is a malevolent magic array with overwhelming blood energy and eerie ghostly aura! Because of the large number of people, the collision between the two is quite astonishing.

The second tier consists of Golden Core cultivators. With the full support of the eight major sects, the Immortal Alliance actually has an advantage in the number of Golden Core cultivators. Although some had ulterior motives and failed to unleash their full combat power, they were not completely overwhelmed by the Demonic Alliance.

The third tier, naturally, consists of the Nascent Soul level, which will determine the outcome of this battle! This group of people has vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye, and their current situation is unknown.

Standing on the deck, Han Lin gazed at the battle between Golden Core cultivators in the sky opposite him. His expression shifted, and he said, "Senior Hua Yang, the Nascent Soul elders of the Demonic Alliance have all left. I have a protective talisman left by my master, so I don't think anyone can threaten my life. Why don't you go and help my master and the others? Those people are behaving strangely; we hope nothing unexpected happens..."

"this……"

Hua Yang Patriarch glanced at the battlefield and hesitated.

"Senior, the battle between Nascent Soul level cultivators is the key to this war. If something really happens to Master and the others, it won't be of any use even if you stay with me," Han Lin continued.

"Alright, then be very careful! Let them handle the fighting. You must not go yourself. If anything goes wrong, just run! The Alliance Leader won't blame you." Ancestor Huayang thought Han Lin's words made sense and expressed his concern for Han Lin.

"Don't worry, senior. If there is any danger, I know what to do." Han Lin felt a warmth in his heart and clasped his hands in a fist and said.

"Alright, then I'll be off." Ancestor Huayang withdrew his gaze, his body darkened, and he transformed into a blur, flying into the depths of the Gobi Desert.