Li Qiudao forced back the leader of the Thousand Feather Tribe with a saber strike, then turned and roared:
"Everyone, don't linger in battle, retreat!"
They were already a weary army, with beasts pursuing them from behind, making it unsuitable to engage in a full-scale war with the Thousand Feather Tribe.
The others unleashed powerful techniques, clearing a large area of alien races around them.
Then, they ran towards the central base.
At the same time, the Grand Chamber had already received news.
The Elder scanned the faces below and said, "Who is willing to go and support them?"
Yan Jun stepped forward and said, "Li Qiudao and I are friends, so I will go."
Everyone present was slightly surprised.
They hadn't expected Yan Jun to personally intervene.
They all knew that Yan Jun's strength was not to be underestimated, or rather, none of the deans of their ten academies were ordinary individuals. Each of them was stronger than a regular ninth-tier cultivator.
After all, they were the first batch of ninth-tier powerhouses.
Their trump cards and foundations were incomparable to newly promoted ninth-tier cultivators.
Now that Yan Jun was personally taking action, many breathed a sigh of relief.
With him involved, he could retreat safely even if besieged by three ninth-tier alien races.
The Elder was also quite surprised and said, "I didn't expect you to personally go. Then this matter is entrusted to you, but remember to be cautious!"
"Yes, I'm leaving now!"
Yan Jun looked up at the sky, stomped his foot on the ground, and instantly transformed into a streak of fire, flying outwards.
Simultaneously, a hundred-thousand-strong Blood Dragon Army followed closely behind.
At this moment.
On the battlefield.
The clones dispersed, secretly protecting Lin Yu. If Lin Yu encountered a powerful enemy, they would immediately surround and intercept them, attacking and killing them.
As a result, many observant individuals noticed that Lin Yu's area was remarkably safe, with almost no Thousand Feather Tribesmen bothering him.
Lin Yu also enjoyed a rare period of quiet, retreating with the army while fighting.
Suddenly, the sky darkened, and a colossal whirlwind, tens of meters in diameter, swept in.
Lin Yu's heart leaped. He slowly took two steps back, steadied himself, and quickly used the Sparrow Step, teleporting into an underground tunnel.
Above, where the whirlwind passed, trees and stones alike were sucked in.
Many humans, unable to dodge in time, were drawn into the whirlwind and, in a short while, were torn into pieces by the internal wind blades.
This scene horrified everyone, and they hastened their retreat.
"Humans, pay with your lives for our kin!" An alien race with a wolf's head and human body, wielding whirlwinds in its hands, charged forward.
Li Qiudao's heart leaped in alarm. He stood before the others.
"You all retreat first, I'll cover your rear!" he roared.
The remaining soldiers of the Blood Dragon Army, however, did not retreat.
"You..."
"General, there's no need for words. We fight! What is there to fear?"
"Good, then we fight to the death!"
They were people whose hearts had been tempered by the self-detonation of Lin Yu's clones, and having experienced the battles along the way, they had long cast aside life and death. If there was no hope of survival, they would self-detonate and bloom brilliantly in their lives.
Therefore, despite the extreme difficulty, not a single one of them retreated, choosing instead to cover the rear with Li Qiudao.
"Good brothers, we'll be brothers again in the next life!" Li Qiudao's eyes welled up. He raised his Guan Dao and charged forward.
The soldiers followed closely, unwilling to fall behind.
Boom!
A fierce battle erupted, intensely fierce.
At this moment, Lin Yu had hidden himself, but he still felt a sense of frustration.
He took out a Flesh and Blood Pill and used Life Drain to enhance his strength. Simultaneously, he commanded his clones to also cover the rear.
"Kill!"
Two thousand clones turned and charged towards the rear.
The moment they appeared, Li Qiudao was stunned for a moment, but he quickly recognized them and laughed, "With you here, we won't die today!"
The soldiers were curious and looked at Lin Yu's clones.
The clones nodded, fierce and not one for words, they charged in without hesitation.
Soon, all two thousand clones had entered the fray. Li Qiudao was puzzled and muttered, "How did this kid's clones increase again? Did he hide his strength before?"
However, before he could ponder further, a whirlwind sword pierced towards his brow.
He quickly raised his saber to block it, but another whirlwind sword struck from behind. This one was hidden, making no sound and its aura almost undetectable.
If Lin Yu saw this, he would immediately recognize it as the skill "Hidden Wind."
"Bang!"
The whirlwind sword struck Li Qiudao's armor, tearing it apart. Just as it was about to pierce his flesh, Li Qiudao roared, his internal energy erupting to form a protective shield around his body, blocking the Hidden Wind whirlwind sword.
The next moment, his Guan Dao flashed with light and he cleaved it fiercely at the whirlwind sword.
Instantly, the whirlwind sword was shattered and disappeared.
He scanned his surroundings, finally discovering a hidden wolf-headed tribesman. Rage surged, and he charged towards the opponent.
The other party flickered and vanished into invisibility. Li Qiudao searched around but couldn't find him, enraging him immensely.
"Damn it!"
Suddenly, his pupils constricted, and he opened his mouth in great surprise.
Because he saw that the wolf-headed tribesman who could turn invisible was now surrounded by over a dozen of Lin Yu's invisible clones, stabbed into a porcupine with long swords.
"General Li, don't underestimate this fellow. Although he's only eighth-tier, the Hidden Wind skill is quite peculiar. You still need to be careful!" Lin Yu said with a smile.
Li Qiudao burst into laughter, "You kid are truly amazing, even knowing the wolf-headed tribe's secret technique, Hidden Wind. You must have killed quite a few wolf-headed tribesmen! I owe you one this time. I'll treat you to a meal after the war."
"Haha, not too many. I'm looking forward to your treat!"
"Little friend Lin, how about we fight together?"
"Of course! But please keep your distance from me!"
"Kill!" Li Qiudao was puzzled but didn't ask further, shouting loudly.
Lin Yu's clones charged out first, followed closely by Li Qiudao, who cleaved a seventh-tier wolf-headed tribesman to death. Just as he was about to attack another seventh-tier wolf-headed tribesman, his hair stood on end, his expression changed, and he hurriedly retreated.
He saw the leaders of the Thousand Feather Tribe and the Wolf Head Tribe, a bird and a wolf, slowly approaching.
"Humans, you have gone too far. Today, I will kill you all to quench my hatred."
As the words fell, Li Qiudao was bewildered. Why did the wolf-headed tribe leader seem so hateful towards humans? They hadn't provoked them.
What a strange tribe.
At this moment, Lin Yu's clones sprang into action.
"General Li, I'm still waiting for your treat. General Li, step back. It's my turn to make the first move!"
Lin Yu's clones charged towards the aliens without a word.
Li Qiudao felt a surge of heroism and, disobeying, followed with his saber raised.
Wolf Peak, the leader of the wolf-headed tribe, sneered as a group of seventh-tier humans charged forward, "Mere seventh-tier, seeking..."
The next moment, the leader of the Thousand Feather Tribe trembled with fear and screamed, "Scatter! Quickly!!!"
However, it was too late.
Boom!!!
Boom!!!!
Boom!!!!!
A series of explosions rang out, immediately affecting an area of several hundred meters.
Li Qiudao, who had just followed, was also sent flying hundreds of meters away by the shockwave. The fate of the aliens at the epicenter was far more tragic.
Eighty percent of the aliens below the seventh-tier died on the spot, and thirty percent of the seventh-tier aliens were severely injured and died. Only the eighth-tier and ninth-tier aliens survived, but all of them suffered injuries to varying degrees.
Looking at the rising dust and smoke, everyone was filled with dread.
The wolf-headed tribesmen's faces turned pale, their pain deepening, but fear now outweighed hatred.
This was the second incident of human self-detonation they had experienced.
Some had survived the first self-detonation but not the second. Truly, fate played tricks on wolves and birds.