A peculiar scene unfolded on the battlefield as Wuneng chased Li Xiaotian, causing countless ordinary martial artists to fall dead in their wake.
Li Xiaotian, however, was only moving within the area occupied by the Xijiang Alliance's main army, resulting in all the fallen ordinary martial artists belonging to the Xijiang Alliance.
"Li Xiaotian! As an Emperor-level expert, what is your intention in endangering innocent ordinary people! Stop your rampage in our alliance's territory!"
The Emperor-level experts of the Xijiang Alliance were frantic. Wuneng, like a madman, paid no heed to them. Thus, they could only focus their anger on Li Xiaotian. If Li Xiaotian had led Wuneng towards the edge of the battlefield, fewer ordinary martial artists would have been slaughtered by Wuneng.
"Li Xiaotian, how can you be so cruel as a fellow human? To use our own experts to slaughter the weak, do you feel no guilt whatsoever?"
"Hmph, all those from the Xijiang Alliance must die. If they don't die now, they will be killed by my Great Qin later! Since you sympathize with your own people, why don't you stop this madman?"
Li Xiaotian snorted coldly, his eyes filled with mockery. He directly changed direction and charged towards an enemy Emperor-level expert.
"Bang!" Wuneng followed closely. A drumbeat sounded, and the enemy Emperor-level expert, who had intended to escape, froze the moment he heard the drum.
"Die!" Li Xiaotian brandished his saber and, with a single strike, severed the opponent's head.
Upon witnessing this, the experts of the Xijiang Alliance's eyes turned red. Although the deceased only possessed the strength of an intermediate Emperor-level and could not contend with Li Xiaotian, they did not expect him to die so easily.
However, because Wuneng's drumbeat caused the opponent's escape to slow down, Li Xiaotian seized the opportunity and killed him on the spot.
It could be said that Wuneng played a significant role in Li Xiaotian's killing of this Emperor-level expert.
"Damn it! Wuneng, are you out of your mind?!"
Someone roared, their eyes bloodshot. The deceased Emperor-level expert was from their sect, and upon seeing their own person die due to Wuneng's influence, they were filled with rage.
"Wuneng, stop immediately! If this continues, even if we win, we will be defeated!"
"Wuneng, don't force us to temporarily cease hostilities with Great Qin and then go slaughter your Black Witch Sect disciples!"
Someone spoke with a cold tone. Many of their people, who had not died fighting Great Qin, had instead fallen victim to Wuneng.
"All of you shut up! I am the Alliance Leader's son, second to none! How dare you trash threaten me?"
Wuneng roared, becoming even more frenzied. What did a few ants dying mean? As long as he could kill Li Xiaotian, the death of any number of ants would be worth it.
"He's gone mad!"
From afar, Ziyun shook his head and murmured. He had maintained a vigilant stance. When the mysterious expert invited by Li Xiaotian appeared, he had quickly concealed himself. Then, when Great Qin launched its attack, he hid among the ordinary martial artists, thus avoiding any specific targeted attacks thus far.
Seeing the maddened Wuneng, he couldn't help but shake his head. Wu Lie clearly would not return, and the Xijiang Alliance was bound to be defeated this time, with particularly heavy losses.
Ziyun's eyes flickered. He now had two options. The first was to retreat immediately, live anonymously, and with his talent and foundation, breaking through to the Hegemon level was not a problem.
The second was to lead the remaining members of the Xijiang Alliance in a retreat. This would make him the new Alliance Leader, but while this choice would grant him power, it would also draw Li Xiaotian's attention.
The thought of that mysterious expert, who had eerily taken Wu Lie away, sent a chill down Ziyun's spine. The opponent's strength was immense, clearly nearing the threshold of the Heavenly level. If he took over the Xijiang Alliance and encountered such an expert, he likely wouldn't be able to escape.
Suddenly, Ziyun's eyes lit up. He looked towards the experts from various factions observing the battle from the periphery, his gaze settling on Liu Neng of the Arid Hall.
He was unwilling to live anonymously and solely focus on cultivation, yet he was reluctant to relinquish the power he held.
However, if he could find a powerful backer, he could continue to enjoy power while also ensuring his safety!
With this thought, Ziyun moved swiftly across the battlefield. Joining the Arid Hall with his current strength was easy, but he needed to increase his value.
On the battlefield, many Xijiang Alliance Emperor-level experts who were fighting received Ziyun's telepathic message, their eyes showing a strange gleam.
Meanwhile, Li Xiaotian, while evading Wuneng, was not idle. The opponent's drum sound was too peculiar, and if he couldn't overcome it, it would be difficult to kill him.
"Senior Demon Master? Are you there?"
Li Xiaotian called out to the Demon Master in his mind. The latter, being knowledgeable, would surely recognize the origin of this black drum.
"What is it, little fellow? Huh? Human-skin drum, how could this thing appear within the human territory?"
The moment the Demon Master responded, he noticed the black drum in Wuneng's hand and couldn't help but express his surprise.
"Senior, do you recognize this black drum? Is there any way to destroy this human-skin drum?"
Li Xiaotian hurriedly asked.
"Such an evil item, and someone actually refined it. What were the human powerhouses doing? Why has no one prohibited the appearance of human-skin drums?"
The Demon Master did not answer Li Xiaotian's question but instead muttered to himself, a trace of anger in his tone.
"There are always such maggots among humans, they deserve to die!"
"Senior!"
Li Xiaotian responded anxiously. He needed to resolve Wuneng as soon as possible. Although Great Qin held the upper hand, once the energy of the Dragon God Mech was depleted, Great Qin would be in a very passive position.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Go kill him, and I will protect your spirit, ensuring the drum sound does not affect you. Be careful not to destroy his soul; I have something to ask."
The Demon Master replied. Instantly, Li Xiaotian's heart felt as if something had enveloped it, warm and comforting.
The drum sound still echoed in his ears, but Li Xiaotian no longer felt any abnormality in his heart.
He abruptly stopped, a cold smile curving his lips. He turned to face the approaching Wuneng. After being chased for so long, he could finally counterattack.
"Kill!" Li Xiaotian roared, his saber erupting with a blinding light as he proactively met Wuneng.
When Wuneng saw Li Xiaotian charging towards him, he rejoiced and furiously beat the black drum as he rushed forward.
However, he soon discovered that something was amiss; his drum sound had no effect on Li Xiaotian.
"What is going on?"
Wuneng was greatly alarmed in his heart. His black drum affected anyone who heard it, and how could Li Xiaotian suddenly be unaffected?
"Humph!" By this time, Li Xiaotian's saber had arrived. Wuneng had no time to dodge and could only brace himself and meet the attack.
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, Wuneng was sent flying backward by Li Xiaotian. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with horror.
Without the interference of the black drum, the combat power Li Xiaotian displayed far surpassed his own.
Concurrently, the black drum in his hand shattered. After all, the black drum was only an Emperor-level weapon, and its defensive capabilities were rather ordinary.