Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Chapter 389 Dual-Wall Cooperation

Ma Haoli and Lei Ruichen greeted the stationed Guangyao Legion and led a thousand men toward the Shaping Dragon Void Cliff.

Zheng Qian silently followed in the group. Lei Ruichen had positioned him in the middle, neither at the front nor the back. In the heat of battle, there was a buffer zone in front of him, and in the retreat, there were comrades to cover his retreat.

Lei Ruichen took great care of him, and Zheng Qian could see this very clearly.

"When the fighting starts, you'll stay with the group. They have battle formations for both offense and defense. I've only been here for two days, and I'm not familiar with the formations yet. You've only joined the battle today, so you're even less familiar with them. That's why we're positioned in the middle; just follow along and kill any lone demons." Liu Jian walked beside Zheng Qian. Lei Ruichen had just whispered to him that he should stick with Zheng Qian, charge if he could earn military merit, and retreat if the enemy was too strong. He absolutely must not rush out alone.

"Don't worry, I'm confident." Zheng Qian had no objection to Lei Ruichen's arrangement, after all, it was to protect him.

Liu Jian was in the early stage of the Dragon Shaping Realm, at the Bone Shaping Realm. He had only broken through to the Dragon Shaping Realm two days ago, and as soon as he broke through, Lei Ruichen invited him to join the Thunder Demon Extermination Team. Naturally, he was also the one being protected.

Behind them, one hundred members of the Wise and Valiant Judgment Division had opened their notebooks, each responsible for recording the military merits of ten men to ensure accuracy. The Radiant Legion's three thousand warriors were ready for defense and prepared to provide support.

The three thousand warriors of the Radiant Legion were the strongest support for human geniuses at the Dragon Shaping Realm when they were defeated and pursued by the demon race. They were also the guarantee for the geniuses' safe retreat. Not every battle could be won by the human race. When they were unable to win and retreated, the demon race would catch up, and they would face attacks from the Radiant Legion warriors.

Similarly, the demon race also stationed three thousand Flame Leopards. If the human race becomes strong and the demon race's geniuses cannot defeat them, the three thousand Flame Leopards will become the backbone of the defense.

This place has become a training ground for geniuses. Apart from large-scale battles, the higher-ups allow battles between people of the same cultivation level. Only through combat can batches of iron-blooded warriors and racial elites be forged.

Xiao Ling's plan to block the gate not only required defeating an equal number of demon geniuses, but also killing three thousand Flame Leopard Clan members and storming the Youfeng Rift Valley cliff fortress on the demon side, in order to meet the conditions for blocking the gate.

After the gate is blocked, the demon race will send out a large number of geniuses to fight in turns. There will be one-on-one battles and team battles, depending on the agreement reached by both sides during the gate blocking. This rule cannot be broken; if it is, the strongest members of both sides will step in, ultimately leading to a major war.

So when Zheng Qian suggested blocking the door, Xiao Ling found it laughable. It wasn't that he looked down on Zheng Qian, but rather that in the past five hundred years, apart from Yun Youzi and Long Batian, no one had ever succeeded.

The geniuses at the Dragon Shaping Realm aren't without mounts; it's just that lower-realm demonic beasts are terrified of higher-realm demonic beasts—this is bloodline suppression. Even if they were to ride one, it wouldn't make much difference.

Soon, Zheng Qian saw a group of black dots moving on the opposite side of the Dragon Transformation Cliff. As they approached, he saw four hundred Flame Leopard Clan members at the forefront, their fur gleaming golden in the sunlight. When enraged, they could summon raging flames to reduce their enemies to ashes.

In the center stood three hundred Shadow Serpents, their jet-black scales gleaming coldly in the sunlight, dotted with reddish-brown spots like ghostly flames, both mysterious and imposing. Their eyes, like two cold stars in an abyss, discerned every subtle movement.

At the very back were three hundred Yuren, human-sized but more robust, with a tail for balance. Each carried an ancient bow and fifty gleaming arrows.

Zheng Qian narrowed his eyes. The Flame Leopard Clan possessed an innate ability to control flames. The Shadow Serpent Clan excelled in stealth and assassination; their venom could paralyze the enemy's nerves, plunging them into a desperate situation without their knowledge. The Shadow People Clan were adept at manipulating shadows and illusions, and were also natural-born archers.

The fact that a human could fight three against one for three thousand years demonstrates that humans are one of the most powerful races in the Cangyuan Realm. The hundreds of miles of molten iron that had soaked the ground and left countless traces of battle also testified to the intensity of the fight.

"Humans, die."

With a deafening roar, raging flames erupted from the Flame Leopard Clan's body, transforming into a rain of fire that turned the surrounding area into a sea of ​​flames.

The Flame Leopard Clan was covered in burning flames, and every step they took seemed to be accompanied by flames, enough to incinerate everything; in the middle were the Shadow Serpent Clan, whose figures were like ghosts, their eyes were eerie green, and their venomous fangs were ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment; behind them were the Demon Clan, these natural archers, who, with a light tap of their fingers, sent arrows streaking across the sky like a meteor shower, with unparalleled accuracy.

The two sides did not speak to each other and started fighting as soon as they met.

Zheng Qian was filled with excitement. He finally understood what Yun Youzi meant when he said, "If you see the Yuren Clan, the Bloodsucking Sparrow, or the Snake Clan, kill them if you can, and run if you can't."

Racial hatred is not about right or wrong, but about life and death.

"Guardian Array of Light!" Ma Haoli roared, and the two hundred Radiant Warriors behind him simultaneously summoned light shields. A dazzling light barrier enveloped the human warriors, resisting the raging flames of the Flame Leopard Clan.

"Brilliant light." As the light shield rose, Ma Haoli and the remaining 185 members of the Radiant Team released a dazzling light, interfering with the Shadow Serpent Clan's vision and making it difficult for them to lock onto their target.

"Beautiful." Xiao Ling praised, Ma Haoli's calm response completely blocked the Flame Leopard Clan's fire attack without causing the slightest harm to the humans. Even more impressive was that Ma Haoli also launched an attack on the Shadow Serpent Clan in the middle, using very reasonable tactics.

Whizzing……

Just then, the arrows of the Yu people left trails of sound as they pierced the air, instantly striking the human camp.

"Thunder Exorcism Team, Thirty-Two Layers of Shield Formation!" Lei Ruichen roared, and the spiritual energy of 237 people poured out, forming a giant shield of thirty-two layers of spiritual energy outside the light barrier.

dong... dong... dong...

Three synchronized sounds rang out as the Yuren race unleashed a triple volley, but failed to penetrate the spiritual energy shield array formed by the Thunder Demon Extermination Team.

Ma Haoli and Lei Ruichen's teamwork was incredibly seamless. Facing two waves of attacks, they didn't even need to communicate, and they blocked them in perfect unison.

"Ma Haoli and Lei Ruichen are known as the Twin Pillars of the Dragon Shaping and Void Transformation Cliff, and they truly live up to their reputation." Zhao Minghang was very satisfied with Ma Haoli and Lei Ruichen's performance. With the two of them on the Dragon Shaping Realm battlefield, they could completely hold the fort.

After these two waves of ranged attacks, the Flame Leopard Clan had reached the front of the human camp. Every hair on their bodies contained the power of scorching flames; with a slight shake, sparks would leap out, and an endless sea of ​​fire would surge forth.

Ma Haoli drew his ancient and heavy horse-slaying saber, which burst forth with dazzling spiritual light, and slashed down at the most powerful genius of the Flaming Leopard Clan.

"Reha, die."

Just then, Zheng Qianqiang drew his Dragon Scale Void-Piercing Sword with a clang, ready to fight.