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A battle of life and death between several tens of thousands of people. Not only was the scene bloody, it was also very spectacular.

With a sweep of his eyes, the plain was covered with blood for miles around. Corpses of people and their mounts were lying on the ground in disarray. There were even some heads and arms and legs that had been cut off by swords.

It could be said that even Ye Guhsing, the assassin with blood all over his hands couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart at this cruel battle scene.

"Young master, from the looks of it, you don't seem to be used to such a scene?" Seeing Ye Guhsing staring dumbfoundedly at the two armies beneath his feet that were still fighting, Sword Spirit beside him could not help but say with a smile.

"Un, I'm not used to it. Even though my hands are more contaminated with human life than theirs, this is the first time I'm facing such a large-scale battle. Furthermore, both sides are equally valiant, unafraid of death, and equally strong. Ye Guhsing took a deep breath and shook his head.

Tch, little master, what's this? Your current strength is still too weak, there are some things that I cannot tell you directly, but when your cultivation reaches the realm of Old Master, you will understand that this kind of slaughter is simply child's play. " Sword Spirit said in disdain.

"Is he that powerful?" Ye Guhsing shot a glance at the Sword Spirit in disbelief: "It's not like I haven't seen battles between cultivators. Although the destructive power of battles is much greater than wars between mortals, there aren't many cultivators fighting so how can there be tens of thousands against tens of thousands like now?"

"Few cultivators?" Hehe, little master, that was when you were young and inexperienced. Do you know how the first time this Sword Spirit fought with a hostile force, was? The battle between millions of cultivators destroyed many galaxies. If you were to encounter such a scene once, you will never forget it even if you die. " The disdain in Sword Spirit's eyes grew even stronger.

"So many people?" Ye Guhsing looked at Sword Spirit in shock.

"Of course, let me tell your master, don't think that a high level space wouldn't allow such a large-scale war to occur. As long as there are places with life forms, there will be battles. The higher the level of the life forms, the more intense the battles will be, which is why I kept urging you to cultivate. When you get stronger, you will gradually understand that the battles in the world of cultivators are more brutal. Little master, the only thing you can do now is to cultivate diligently, and strive to be able to reach the realm of Old Master, or even higher than that. "

Previously, he had always thought that the battles between cultivators were basically one-on-one, or even hundreds of one-on-one. Who knew that the real situation was not as he had imagined, where there would also be large-scale battles between cultivators, but the scale of the wars were even more vast than the battles between mortals.

But carefully thinking about it, Ye Guhsing was also absolutely right. Even though the ordinary world has a lot of people, every single one of them is very rare, unlike Cultivation Realm, which belongs to an unknown number of different realms, where after these mortal realms ascend, they would arrive at the Barbarian World, and the cultivators with higher cultivation would then fly up to the Immortal Realm. Their lifespan would then increase, so it wouldn't be a problem for ordinary immortals to not cultivate for a million years or so.

And within this million years, it was unknown just how many cultivators with Cultivation Realm had flown up. Each sect was equivalent to a country in the mortal world. The number of people participating in a war between two sects would definitely not be any less than the number of people participating in a nation's war between two sects.

For example, if Hundred Herbs Sect and Kunlun Sect were to engage in a complete war, with both sides having a total of more than a million cultivators, it could be said that the entire sect would be sent into battle, and that kind of battle would be unimaginably grand.

As he thought of this, the trace of shock in Ye Guhsing's heart gradually disappeared.

"Quick, look, little master, here comes the main show." Just as Ye Guhsing withdrew the hint of astonishment in his heart, Sword Spirit once again pointed at the panoramic glass and shouted.

Following the direction that the Sword Spirit was pointing in, Ye Guhsing realised that all the cavalry from both sides had been completely used up. It could be said that there wasn't even a tenth of them, and even the knights who could survive on the battlefield were all injured, some even crippled.

"Wuwuwuwu …." It was the sound of Sansheng's horn again.

A large number of soldiers in long white robes and black robes once again emerged from the previously peaceful grassland.

These cloaked soldiers were much smaller in size compared to the previous cavalry, and their imposing manner was not as fierce as the previous cavalry, but Ye Guhsing could tell with a glance, that these cloaked soldiers were even more terrifying in terms of destructive power.

Sure enough, Ye Guhsing's guess was not wrong.

After the Three Lives Horn, the black-robed and white-robed soldiers began attacking each other.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" The instant the white-robed soldiers raised their arms, dazzling flashes of white light shot down from the sky like artillery shells, violently smashing against the black-robed soldiers.

At the same time, the black-robed soldiers also clasped their hands together and began chanting a strange incantation in unison, as if they were praying …

"Whooosh." The moment the incantation ended, an incomparably thick black mist with a cold and sinister aura emerged from the ground beneath the white-robed army, immediately enveloping the white-robed soldiers.

Boom — —

The white light balls that fell from the sky started to explode one by one. The moment the explosion occurred, they emitted an even more blinding white light. The moment those black robed soldiers met the white light, they were like burning haystacks.

As for the white-robed soldiers who were covered in the black mist, the moment they came into contact with the mist, their bodies melted at a terrifying speed like ice placed under the sun, and eventually turned into a pool of slightly yellow corpse water.

In the sky, when Ye Guhsing saw such a highly lethal battle scene below, he could not help but reveal a trace of pity in his eyes.

How was this a war? This was clearly a huge meat grinder, killing wave after wave of soldiers on both sides into mincemeat.

"No, this is too cruel. We can't let them keep fighting like this. If this goes on, we won't be able to find a single survivor." Ye Guhsing decisively decided. He was about to intervene in the big war.

"Little master, stop!" Just as Ye Guhsing was about to intervene in the extremely intense battle on the grassland, a Sword Spirit by the side immediately roared and stopped him.

"Why!? Is that how we look at it? That's cruel. " Ye Guhsing glared at Sword Spirit and asked.

"Master, of course there is a rule of survival between living beings. Can you stop it this time? Moreover, before you came to this world, did they remember that there was a large-scale war? I think that quite a number of things must have happened. Since so many battles have happened, and both sides haven't been exterminated, it means that both sides naturally have their own ways of survival. Once you break the path of survival for both sides, perhaps you might fail and bring this space to a meeting. " The Sword Spirit said impolitely.

Hearing Sword Spirit's rude words, Ye Guhsing slightly calmed down.

It was just like the relationship between the wolves and sheep on Earth. Once the wolves met the sheep, it was basically a one-sided slaughter, but this kind of unilateral massacre did not exterminate the sheep, but instead stimulated their reproduction speed.

This logic was also applied to the two armies currently engaged in battle. Although the death rate of each war was extremely high, but it could also stimulate the growth of the populations of the two sides. With tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dead this time, ten or fifteen years later, perhaps a hundred thousand warriors could be born.

Both sides knew that they were evenly matched, and it was absolutely impossible for them to send out all of their troops. They should have left more troops behind in case of another war.

Thinking about it, Ye Guhsing stopped his thoughts of intervening, and continued to stand quietly in front of the panoramic window, looking down at the fighting forces below.

"Tsk tsk, master, now I finally understand why the two armies hate each other so much." Seeing Ye Guhsing coming calmly, Sword Spirit suddenly said.

"Understand what?"

The army in white robes clearly emitted a strong aura of light, but the black robes were the opposite. Be it the knights or the black robed warriors, their bodies emitted a dark aura, and light and darkness were originally opposites of each other. It would be strange if they didn't hate each other. The Sword Spirit explained.

"Light and darkness!" Ye Guhsing suddenly realized that in this world that he had descended into, there existed only two types of energy, one was light, and the other was darkness. No wonder both sides hated each other so much, when they fought, it was as if they wanted to kill each other and take revenge, until the other party died.

Thinking about that, Ye Guhsing could not help but laugh bitterly. Even if he intervened in this war just now, how could he stop it for a while, unless he could stay in this space forever to reconcile the power of the Light and the Dark Sword?

Ye Guhsing had no way to achieve either of these things, so the best way was to wait and see, until the end of the war, and try to come into contact with the survivors of the two sides, and ask if there were any traces left behind by the cultivators in this space, finding the way home as soon as possible would be the priority.

"Sword Spirit, it seems that my mental state is not strong enough. Once I find my way home, I will have to undergo a long period of closed door cultivation." Ye Guhsing suddenly said after thinking deeply.

"That's right, little master. Cultivation of the mental state is the foundation. Only a strong mental state can have great strength. If your mental state can reach the state of being eternally unmoving, then what can the Heavenly Dao do to you? " Sword Spirit glanced at Ye Guhsing with admiration and said.

Just as Ye Guhsing and Sword Spirit, the two outsiders, were discussing the problems of mental state, the war on the grassland seemed to have reached its final stage.

Aowuu —" Eight silver white flying dragons and eight pitch black flying dragons soared into the air almost at the same time. On each of these sixteen flying dragons, a dragon knight with a spear appeared.

Soon, the Dragon Knights began to fight against each other.

Compared to the previous fights between the soldiers, the battles between the Dragon Knights were the most important ones. Not only were their individual strengths much greater, but their destructive capabilities were also much greater.

From Ye Guhsing's perspective, if these Wyvern Knights did not have the Wyverns underneath them, their strength would at most be around the level of cultivators in the first or second level of the Mystic Moon Continent. However, if they were to use a wyvern that looked like a Pterosaur, these knights' strength would double, and would definitely be comparable to the cultivators in the eighth level of the Mystic Moon Continent.

Aoouu ~ ~ ~" The wyverns' roars, the clashing of spears, and the roars of the riders on the back of the wyvern caused the whole war to become white-hot.

The side that would win the final battle would be the victor, and whoever won the final war would be the victor.

However, both sides seemed to be well-prepared for this battle. Not only were the number of Dragon Cavalry on both sides the same, their strengths were equal. Although both sides had suffered minor injuries, killing one of the enemy's Dragon Cavalry seemed unrealistic.

The great battle between the Dragon Cavalry lasted for more than half a day. Finally, both sides realized that they would not be able to determine the victor even if the battle continued. As a result, another horn sounded and the Dragon Cavalry from both sides flew back to their own camp.

"Master, the war is about to end. Which faction do you think we'll make contact with in the future?" The moment the Dragon Cavalry battle ended, Sword Spirit suddenly asked.

"What do you think?" Ye Guhsing asked.

"Light! Whether it's the color of the armor or the way they attack, the Light Faction seems to be a bit gentler. I believe it'll make things easier for us, so we'll have to make contact with this Light Faction member first. " Sword Spirit suggested.

No, my thoughts are the exact opposite of yours. In the previous battle, I observed carefully, that although the attacks of the Dark Group looked a little evil, every time a member of the Dark Faction died, the eyes of the Dragon Knights would flash with a trace of grief. On the other hand, the Dragon Knights of the Light Faction were the exact opposite. Ye Guhsing shook his head and said.

"Heh, Master, I didn't expect you to observe them so carefully. Since that's the case, we'll follow the people from the Darkness alliance and try to come into contact with them after they've dispersed." Sword Spirit laughed and said.0

"En!" Ye Guhsing nodded, his gaze could not help but drift to the side of the dark camp on the prairie.

"Wuwuwu …" Three long and deep horns sounded, and the remaining soldiers of the Darkness and Light Faction began to retreat in an orderly fashion.

Especially on the bright side, the retreat speed could be said to be very fast. In the time it took to eat a meal, the whole grassland had already lost their traces. Even if the corpses of their comrades were not recovered, their corpses would still be exposed in the wilderness.

As for the Dark Group, it was just as Ye Guhsing said, they were truly more humane. As they retreated, they generally collected the corpses of their comrades, and even piled them up together with the corpses of the deceased from the Light Faction. Then, they burned them down with a huge fire and slowly waited for the carriage with the corpses of their fallen comrades.

Regarding everything that the dark army had done, Ye Guhsing saw it all with his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but feel a tinge of admiration for them.

Although Ye Guhsing was the assassin. An assassin's emphasis was on being cold-blooded and emotionless, but Ye Guhsing was the opposite. He was not cold-blooded and ruthless, and instead, had a very strong sense of camaraderie.

Therefore, Ye Guhsing was a person who valued friendship and friendship from the bottom of his heart. Towards the Dark Army's actions, Ye Guhsing would never abandon his comrades, and he would also respect those enemies who had died.

A loyal army is a truly invincible army, a truly cohesive army. Sooner or later, such an army would be able to completely annihilate the cold generals and soldiers of the Light Faction.

Looking at the black armored black robed soldiers who were retreating methodically, Ye Guhsing asked the Sword Spirit to continue following behind in an invisible state.

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Today, it was still the same number as before, so he didn't call until nine in the evening. They were speechless at the people from the power company. Eight employees from the electrical department had come, seven of them were leading, and one of them was working. It was f * cking socialist. Tomorrow, I will try to update as many as possible and make up for the debt I owe you before.

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