My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

"Let's do it!"

At Jun Mukong's command, both teams moved at the same time.

Nearly fifty figures shot out like arrows from a bow, rushing towards the four illusory warrior figures from two directions.

Gongsun Qingling rushed to the forefront, and the dual attribute power of the Qingming Dao Body erupted in full at this moment.

A pale green wood-elemental spiritual energy surged from her body, swirling around her like a thin mist.

Wood-elemental spiritual energy circulated within her body, nourishing every inch of her meridians and every muscle, giving her enough stamina to sustain her throughout the entire battle.

At the same time, a faint wisp of silvery-white spiritual energy spread out from between her eyebrows, formless and intangible, yet precisely locking onto the auras of the four warrior phantoms.

The other party is a remnant soul, lacking a complete divine soul.

Gongsun Qingling needs to sense—to sense their "intentions" and predict their movement trajectory and attack targets in advance.

She raised her right hand and tapped her fingertips lightly. Countless pale green vines burst forth from the ground, wrapping around the bronze-armored warrior wielding a sword and the black-armored warrior wielding an axe.

The vines are covered with fine barbs, and once they entangle a target, they tighten their grip. While not enough to trap the two warriors, they can effectively restrain their movements.

At the same time, pale blue tree branch-like phantoms appeared on the ground of the entire battlefield.

The moment all the disciples came into contact with those ethereal, soul-like figures, they felt a gentle healing power taking effect on their bodies.

Her attack power may not be the strongest, but she can elevate the entire team's combat endurance to a new level.

Mental perception is fully developed.

The "intentions" of the four warrior phantoms materialized into a clear image in her mind.

"Archer in arms, target the back row, release the arrow after three breaths."

The axe-wielding warrior is targeting the left front row and is currently charging up.

The sword-wielding and gun-wielding warrior spirits have not yet locked onto their targets, but the gun-wielding warrior spirit's attention is focused to the right.

Gongsun Qingling accurately transmitted this information to each teammate through the team's communication artifact.

"Lin Yue, Zhao Chuan, the axe-wielding battle spirit is targeting you. Be on guard."

Su Yao, in three breaths, your battle spirit will release an arrow. The arrow will be aimed at your current position. Immediately move three steps to the left.

Before he could finish speaking, the axe-wielding warrior swung down the giant axe he had been carrying on his shoulder.

Before the axe blade even arrived, an invisible axe beam slashed along the ground with overwhelming force, heading straight for Lin Yue and Zhao Chuan on the left side of the front row.

Having already been warned, the two remained calm and simultaneously erected spiritual energy shields.

The axe blade struck the shield, producing a piercing metallic clang and sending sparks flying.

The two were knocked back several steps, their feet carving two shallow furrows in the ground, but their shields remained intact and they were unharmed.

At the same time, Su Yao, who was in the back row, moved three steps to the left as instructed by Gongsun Qingling. Just as she stood still, a dark blue arrow pierced through the spot where she had been standing.

Arrows shot from the bowstring of the archer, their arrowheads embedding themselves deep in the ground. Blue flames scorched around the arrows, causing the rocks on the ground to sizzle.

On the other side of the battlefield, Jun Mukong led his troops to attack from the flank.

His spatial perception ability as a Void Body allowed him to have a complete grasp of the entire battlefield.

Unlike Gongsun Qingling, he didn't need to use his mental power to predict things; he could perceive every slight fluctuation in space.

He could "see" which direction the spear of the spear-wielding warrior spirit was thrusting, when the sword-wielding warrior spirit would swing its blade, and even the trajectory of the spiritual energy flowing within their bodies.

He moved among the four battle spirits, his figure like a ghost, appearing each time between the battle spirits' attacks.

The two teams cooperated well, and their offense and defense were well-organized.

The four illusory warriors possess formidable combat power, but they seem to be limited by their remnant soul state.

Their movements were somewhat stiff, with noticeable lag between moves; there was a lack of coordination between them.

This is their weakness.

Jun Mukong quickly analyzed the situation during the battle and had already made a decision in his mind.

The archer wielding the black jade armor is the most troublesome of the four.

Its arrows have a long range and high accuracy.

With it around, the team's formation will be continuously suppressed, preventing them from unleashing their full potential.

It must be resolved first.

Jun Mukong flashed away from the front of the battlefield, circled around to the flank, and rushed towards the archer general.

The archer seemed to sense danger; his dark blue eyes turned toward Jun Mukong, and he drew the bowstring taut once more, forming an arrow.

But Junmukong is faster than it.

"Solidify the Void and Shatter the Realm!"

The power of space gathered around the archer, instantly freezing the space around him.

The warrior's body was frozen in place, the fully drawn bowstring could not be released, and the arrow was stuck on the bowstring but could not be fired.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding space began to distort and shatter. The sharp spatial force was like a blade, shattering the black jade armor on its body and revealing the illusory remnant soul inside.

Before the black jade armored warrior could break free of its restraints, Jun Mukong had already teleported to its side, raised his right hand, and unleashed his longsword.

"Void Slash!"

A condensed spatial sword aura slashed down around the warrior, instantly creating a small void rift that neatly severed the warrior's remnant soul in two.

The upper body slowly slid down, while the lower body remained standing in place.

A complex light flashed in the eyes of the phantom archer—a light that seemed to be both relief and resentment.

It glanced at Jun Mukong, its deep blue eyes reflecting the image of the young man standing with his sword, and then slowly closed its eyes.

The phantom image vanished.

The dark battle flag remained intact during the attack, quietly planted in the ground, with the character "云" (cloud) on it fluttering slightly in the wind.

With the loss of a general, the pressure on the battlefield decreased dramatically.

Without the harassment of ranged archers, the morale of the Holy Land disciples soared, and the frequency and intensity of their attacks increased significantly.

However, the remaining three warriors underwent a change the instant their companions vanished.

A dark red light seeped from the cracks in their armor, and their speed suddenly increased by a level. The hesitation between attacks disappeared, replaced by an almost frenzied ferocity.

Berserk state.

Jun Mukong frowned slightly.

The three warriors stopped defending and began to launch a fierce attack on the surrounding area.

In an instant, the situation on the battlefield reversed, and the disciples went from taking the initiative to attacking to taking the initiative to defend.

The sudden change in pace not only caught the disciples off guard, but also slowed down Gongsun Qingling's perception.

Just as she was busy reminding a disciple to defend against the attack of the sword-wielding battle spirit, the giant axe of the axe-wielding Xuan Tie Armored Warrior silently swung towards her with immense force.

Gongsun Qingling's heart tightened, and without thinking, she instinctively retreated.

But the axe-wielding warrior's giant axe had already swung down, so fast that she couldn't completely dodge it.

The axe blade whistled through the air as it cleaved straight at her face, the fierce wind already ruffling the hair on her forehead.