A massive Guandao was raised high, unleashing blades of qi that swept like the bleak autumn wind.
This qi, tinged with flecks of mottled color against the predominant white, flashed by so quickly that most only saw a streak of light, unable to discern its finer details.
However, some of the stronger individuals could perceive the shape of the qi. Many were secretly astonished, for it was evident to the discerning eye that this qi was in a compressed state.
Rumble!
The qi sliced through the sky as if cleaving it open, instantly engulfing an area of several hundred meters with its imposing aura.
The Thousand Feather tribe and the Tiger Head tribe powerhouses both changed countenance.
They could feel the formidable might of the qi. Though unafraid, facing the oncoming blade energy caused their hairs to stand on end.
Qianyu Cang bellowed, "Do not confront it head-on, retreat!"
Qianyu Cang, being quite cautious, had no intention of a direct clash. But Hu Dali was far more audacious.
"Shut your beak, you bird-man, and don't you dare command me!" Hu Dali retorted coldly.
Upon hearing this, Qianyu Cang's gaze turned frigid.
This brute, with his tiger-like head, was indeed a reckless fool.
He held Hu Dali in even lower regard.
"Hmph, you seek death, then die!" he snorted, a gentle flap of his wings propelling him thousands of meters away in an instant.
Qianyu Cang retreated, while Hu Dali remained steadfast.
Boom!
The qi slammed directly onto Hu Dali's head.
Hu Dali was unfazed. He swung his own great saber, unleashing a blade of qi, intending to meet the attack head-on.
Blessed with immense natural strength, his father had named him Dali, meaning "great strength."
In terms of sheer power, he feared no one.
Clang!
The two blades of qi collided, producing a sound like metal striking metal.
This exchange was an even match, with both sets of qi dissipating simultaneously.
Hu Dali was secretly surprised. He admired the human's great strength, yet it also ignited his competitive spirit.
The human who had unleashed the attack was none other than Li Qiudao, one of the deputy generals of the Blood Dragon Army.
He had been stationed at the southeastern base, and an oversight on his part had resulted in the death of a ninth-tier formation master who had come to provide support.
He bore an undeniable responsibility, filled with regret and self-blame, and his heart burned with rage.
Gazing at the Tiger Head tribe powerhouse who had killed Elder Fang, he nearly ground his teeth to dust.
"You beast, I will kill you today!" he roared, raising his great saber and slashing again with renewed force.
This strike was faster and more ferocious, as if intending to split the heavens.
Hu Dali roared back, intensifying his strength, and met the attack.
Boom!
At the moment of impact, Hu Dali's entire body went numb, as if he had struck a mountain.
"Not good!" Suddenly, his hair stood on end, a sense of impending doom washing over him.
"Save me!" he instinctively cried out.
Alas, in the next second, an even more powerful blade of light descended. This strike's power was a full four times that of the previous one.
Its speed was like lightning. Hu Dali merely felt a flash of light, and then he seemed to see his own body.
"I... what's happening? How can I see my feet? And who is that headless corpse above?"
As this thought arose, infinite darkness engulfed him, and he felt an overwhelming sense of drowsiness, growing more profound with each passing moment.
Finally, he understood everything.
The drowsiness overcame him, and he plunged into an eternal slumber.
He was dead.
Li Qiudao stood suspended in the air, overlooking the scene below. His Guandao rested beside him. His face, flushed red with anger, now bore a resemblance to the legendary Guan Gong.
This sight evoked awe and fervent excitement in the many onlookers.
"So cool! The first strike was an even match, the second forced back a strong enemy, and the third killed our foe. I declare him my idol from this day forward."
"Does anyone know who he is?"
"I do! He's Li Qiudao, one of the eight deputy generals of the Blood Dragon Army, skilled in swordsmanship, and a ninth-tier powerhouse!"
"Is this what battles between ninth-tier experts look like? No dazzling special effects, just a clash of strength, with victory decided in an instant."
"That's only because the gap between them was significant. Otherwise, how could victory be so easily determined?"
A murmur went through the crowd. These voices reached Lin Yu, gradually informing him about Li Qiudao.
Simultaneously, he checked his wristband, and information about Li Qiudao instantly appeared.
One of the eight deputy generals of the Blood Dragon Army, possesses S-class talent 'Charged Divine Strike,' ninth-tier strength.
The online information was general, but it provided the basic details he needed.
"This Blood Dragon Army is the foremost of the three major legions, directly commanded by the Grand General and obeying the Cabinet. It is the most powerful legion of humankind."
"With them here, the southeastern base is secure."
"However, I cannot just sit idly by; I must make arrangements for my own retreat."
Lin Yu's thoughts churned. A sense of urgency filled him at this moment.
Glancing around, Lin Yu quickly spotted Lin Fan in the crowd. Lin Fan also noticed Lin Yu.
Lin Fan strode over and whispered, "Big Brother!"
Lin Yu nodded and said, "Let's leave here first!"
The two of them walked towards a secluded peak on the edge of the base.
This area was covered by the formation, but it was uninhabited, making it suitable for Lin Yu to make his arrangements.
Meanwhile.
Above the base, Li Qiudao's three strikes that killed Hu Dali had thoroughly shocked Qianyu Cang, filling it with fear.
With a gentle flap of its wings, it retreated a hundred miles, warily observing Li Qiudao from a distance.
Li Qiudao stood horizontally with his saber, gazing at the distant horde of alien beasts.
Inside the command tent of the alien beast army.
A Pterodactyl expressed surprise, "A mere human possesses such a formidable warrior. Interesting. But that Qianyu Cang dared to retreat? Such a lack of dedication."
Beside it sat over a dozen alien beasts, each exuding the aura of a strong warrior. Their combined auras stirred up gusts of wind.
The Red Wolf tribe powerhouse chuckled, "Look, only one person came out to face us. It shows the shallowness of human power. Why bother besieging a single sub-base when we could just attack directly?"
The Six-Eyed Azure Fox tribe shook its head, "Using tribes like Qianyu's to deplete human forces is the strategic move. You are too reckless; be careful not to be outmaneuvered."
"You call me reckless? Do you dare to fight me?" The Red Wolf tribe powerhouse's face contorted with anger, its eyes blazing.
"Hmph, if you want a fight, then come! Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The Pterodactyl slammed its hand on the table, shouting, "What is the meaning of this! What is the meaning of this!!!"
Seeing their commander's anger, the beasts fell silent, looking at it nervously.
Though powerful, they were still somewhat inferior to the Pterodactyl.
"I summoned you here for discussion, not for squabbles! Anyone who argues again will be kicked out!"
"Oh, and where is Qianyu Cang?" it asked, scanning its surroundings.
The Red Wolf tribe powerhouse quickly replied, "It just retreated. It's a hundred miles away now. Should I summon it?"
"What are you waiting for? Hurry and summon it. Remember, have it lead all its subordinates in a full assault. Quickly destroy this human base so we can return to the central battlefield."
"Yes, sir!"
Soon, the commander's orders were relayed.