The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 78 The outcome is uncertain; we've been waiting for you!

Three hostages were tied up in front of the battle line, and the entire army of 100,000 was moved.

This truly proves a point—before the dust settles, if you're trapped in enemy territory, don't recklessly use your verbal skills.

Once he opens his mouth, his domineering aura is overwhelming, and it's unrealistic to expect the enemy to immediately bow down and beg for surrender. After all, one cannot underestimate the unwavering resolve of a god-like opponent; they truly possess the courage to face death, uphold their original intentions, and never regret it until the very end!

Faced with such an enemy, as a prisoner, the best course of action is to minimize one's presence as much as possible.

Unfortunately, the trio of Feng Xi, who refused to surrender when things were going badly, ended up making a huge mistake when things were going well and suffered a major setback here.

Perhaps there's a reason for this: they've vented their resentment from the long and arduous hunt, and their triumph has made them arrogant and overbearing.

But the result...

It's better not to say anything.

Feng Lixi took the lead, disregarding all moral principles and ethics. With her eyes wide open and closed, she broke through all limits, brandishing her Fengxi shield, and charged into the vast army, determined to fight her way out!

During their charge, the kidnappers also used their supernatural abilities to gag the three hostages.

So that these guys won't grit their teeth and just shout it out—

"Never mind me, execute the plan!"

Immediately, the entire army was thrown into turmoil!

What if the leader has been kidnapped by the other side?!

Should we continue executing the command?

Or should we spare the lives of these thousand heroines in order to rescue the three leaders as hostages?

At this moment, even as an audience member, Feng Xi could clearly see the struggles on the faces of many soldiers and understand the intense inner conflicts they were facing.

In a brief moment, many people seemed to have made their decision, sighed softly, and looked helpless, as the flawless formation was about to show a flaw.

Let the tiger return to the mountain!

This is a kind of loyalty, and also a kind of tragedy.

However, it was in that very instant!

Amidst the vast army, a banner fluttered in the wind, radiating unprecedented brilliance. A general, his face etched with sorrow, yet his eyes seemed to hold a hint of joy and satisfaction, shouted loudly—

"All troops, heed my command! Follow me... and kill!"

He declared passionately, "This battle must be won!"

"Ren Hong!" Another general roared in fury, his halberd gleaming, "What are you doing? Don't you care about the leader's safety?"

"How can a mountain of ten thousand fathoms be ruined by a single step?!" Ren Hong shouted. "The leader's willingness to act as bait to lure the enemy shows that he has already disregarded his own life!"

"How can we let his efforts go to waste?"

He shouted, "Do you see the face of the leader of the Fengxi Army right now?!"

Even though his ability to speak was sealed, his distorted expression and the glint in his eyes as he faced us were clearly a plea, a final command!

"Don't hold back, fire the arrows at them!"

In just a few words, Ren Hong sketched out the images of three great heroes.

However, the general who criticized him disagreed, saying, "You're talking nonsense... How could they mean that?!"

"Hmm?" Ren Hong's tone rose. "Not that? Then what else could it mean?"

"Are you suggesting that these three leaders are cowards who cling to life and fear death?!"

The general was speechless, his lips twitching.

Before he could utter a single word in rebuttal, Ren Hong preemptively gave the order, "Kill!"

"The hostages were killed, the kidnappers were killed—a resounding victory!"

Under this command, more than 20,000 soldiers and generals, their blood boiling, charged forward to kill the thousand heroic women who were charging to their deaths.

Such changes affected the great formation, leaving the remaining 100,000 people unable to remain indifferent.

Their faces showed either pain or helplessness... In the end, they responded to the operation of the great formation, the iron wall closed in, sealing off all life, and intending to completely 'bury' Feng Lixi and the others here.

This result surprised even Feng Lixi.

She held Feng Xi's hand, her fingers trembling slightly, and asked in disbelief, "What's going on? These people don't care about you at all?"

Even after the silencing was lifted, Feng Xi remained silent, Qing Hao was speechless, and only Mi Xi gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath, "Ren Hong... I'll remember you!"

"You can't even control your own subordinates; you are the worst leaders I've ever seen!"

Feng Lixi's mind raced, she grasped the essence of the matter, and was incredibly conflicted, feeling an urge to vomit blood. "What use are you to me, these hostages?"

"A whole bunch of your underlings were prepared to be sacrificed to the heavens... I reckon if I kill you all, many of them will outwardly shed tears, but secretly they'll be making a huge fuss!"

"Those are minor issues, you don't need to worry about them," Feng Xi said quietly. "What you should be worrying about now is how to get out of here unscathed..."

Feng Lixi looked at the enemies wielding their weapons without mercy, sighed softly, and gripped his sword tightly.

"Killing one is enough to break even, killing two is a huge profit..."

"In this battle, there is no chance of survival!"

"Clang!"

The longsword sang a mournful cry that shook the eternal sky—the most resounding swan song!

……

"This was a successful exercise!"

Standing atop a post-war ruin that is undergoing self-repair, a young male wizard is delivering a spirited summary.

"The clash of swords and spears truly reveals the brutality of war, a stark contrast to the usual theoretical discussions..."

"It made us realize the conditions and elements that a qualified war should possess, the lengthy preparation required in the early stages, and how to conceal our strategic intentions during this process..."

"The wizard's victory may seem to be based on the despicable act of bullying the weak, but it must be said that this is the correct way to wage war... Bullying the weak and taking advantage of the strong is the right way of war."

"Otherwise, what's the point of building up a power? What's the point of striving to cultivate and improve one's cultivation level?"

"Therefore, we should learn from the failure of the Witches' Alliance and not follow their example..."

"Reporter Yan Kang, bringing you this report with utmost dedication!"

Feng Xi, though far from Sui Chu and Chao Xi, whose auras had become fiercely opposed after the two major camps truly fought to the death, still kept an eye on the situation on the distant battlefield.

In fact, he wasn't the only one paying attention. Almost all the lesser witches in the entire witch clan had turned their attention there to watch the show through the clan's internal online channels.

Even Xiao Wu, who lived nearby, risked his life to serve as a war correspondent, truthfully reporting the battle situation and providing post-battle summaries and commentaries.

The male wizard's victory was easy—a numerical advantage of over 100 to 1, he simply overwhelmed the witch alliance with sheer numbers!

However, this has sparked a great deal of discussion and debate.

News articles kept refreshing the public network within the Wu tribe, dazzling the eyes of all who read them.

"The untold story between 120,000 men and 1,000 witches: Is it moral decay or a distortion of witchcraft?"

This is clickbait.

Does the Covenant's major strategic failure suggest that women should be kept out of war?

This is a sly move to lay the groundwork for the future, stripping the Witch Alliance of its say in the war.

"The root of the wizard's victory: the perfect planning of the three leaders!"

—I wonder which big shot hired these online trolls.

……

Feng Xi flipped through the pages and finally clicked on a piece of gossip.

—List of seriously injured personnel in the exercise!

According to an unnamed source, Feng Xi, Qing Hao, and Mi Xi fulfilled their obligations by acting as scapegoats.

With his fragile body, he endured countless terrifying attacks, eventually becoming a seriously wounded soldier and being sent to the Time Realm to recuperate.

Otherwise, they wouldn't need to be active among the witch clan for the next 18,000 to 19,000 years.

Besides, the one who was most seriously injured was not Feng Lixi, who was waving the shield and attracting the most hatred.

Instead, he was the second-generation leader who issued orders, commanded the army to launch attacks, executed plans, and laid the foundation for victory—Ren Hong!

It is said that when they found him, he was three thousand miles underground, face down, his body twitching.

Behind him were thousands of crisscrossing wounds... It is suspected that someone attacked him from behind.

The reason remains to be investigated.

"Tsk..."

Feng Xi clicked his tongue in disbelief, "This so-called Great Fuxi Alliance is probably riddled with internal problems!"

"A crisis of trust means their future path will be difficult..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly froze.

Because at that very moment, a message was pinned and highlighted by the public network administrator, perfectly illustrating the definition of a "privilege-hungry dog".

"A Proclamation from the Ancestral Witch Houtu to All Witches—Suppress the 'Great Fuxi Clan Alliance,' an organization suspected of illegal activities?"

Just a moment ago, Feng Xi was still worried about this alliance and concerned about their future.

The next moment, he no longer had to worry.

Because it was directly banned!

A female ancestral witch personally intervened!

As for the reasons?

That's really easy to find.

After all, the current position held by Fuxi is that of the Demon Emperor!

Although the Wu tribe had recently reached some unspeakable deal with this emperor, such as arms deals...

Although the Great Fuxi Alliance was based on the contributions of this innate deity to the human race, rather than the current position of the Demon Emperor.

But how should I put it?

The Wu tribe's leadership can either turn a blind eye to such organizations and let them go, or they can pick up a brick and smash them down—the greater good of the tribe is enough!

Of course, considering the current special circumstances, the great war has not yet begun, and there is even trade between the high-ranking members of the Lich and Demon factions... The final decision of the Ancestral Witch Houtu was simply to abolish the organization and remove its members from their positions.

Feng Xi pondered the information in the announcement, and after a long while, she seemed to understand. She sighed deeply, "I never imagined that the Witch Alliance would develop to the point where even the Ancestral Witches are deeply involved..."

"In this battle, the Great Fuxi Alliance, though victorious, was in a sense of defeat... This is the difference between having a powerful backer and not!"

He felt sorry for that organization.

At this moment, how many are saddened? How many are triumphant?

Chao Xi stood on tiptoe again, making up for the height difference, and looked at Sui Chu with pride, "It seems we've turned the tables."

"That's right," Sui Chu said slowly, acknowledging the defeat of the supporting camp.

Despite this, he was not discouraged at all.

"The Great Fuxi Alliance, it's gone, it's gone."

"It's just a brand, a name."

"For every Fuxi who falls, countless others will rise!"

"Like the Shun Origin Surname Alliance... Yu, Qing, Situ, Yao, Zhen, Gui, Hu, Chen, Tian, Sun, Wang..."

"And there's the Zhuanxu Origin Alliance..."

"Too many to list..." Sui Chu smiled, "We've been waiting for you for a long time!"

P.S.: In the new month, you will see a brand new author!