Yituo Xiang was shocked by his younger brother's words. How could his brother say something so heroic?
His eyes immediately welled up: "Brother! You actually have this resolve!"
"Brother! If I die, don't forget me. Glory belongs to the Shitians!"
"Yes, glory belongs to the Shitians!"
The fact that the two of them would talk like this after their conversation indicated that the crisis of their Shitian clan was indeed very serious.
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Meanwhile, on the other side, everyone was fiercely discussing the upcoming battle.
Bai Nianchen, with a series of sharp analyses, said earnestly, "Based on my many years of experience, those two ninth-realm Shitians, in their current situation, will definitely fight desperately!"
Yan Xing retorted, "With all due respect, after fighting with these two for so long, their personalities are actually quite cowardly. They are very afraid of death and extremely afraid of mutual destruction with me. I don't think they have a high probability of fighting desperately. Perhaps once they are defeated, they will directly tear through the dimensional barrier and flee."
"Brother Yan! You must not have this mentality. You must be cautious, extremely cautious, and consider all possibilities. We are about to achieve final victory. If Brother Yan is gone, who will build this world? Who will lead the people in the underground shelters and the cultivators of the [Xuan Guang Realm] to rebuild your homeland?"
Yan Xing was stunned. He only then remembered that, unknowingly, they were already able to think about rebuilding their homeland after victory.
The truth was indeed that after the Ice Sword Mercenary Group arrived, they began to launch one proactive attack after another, actively seeking battle.
Although there were casualties every time, the Shitians' losses were always more terrifying. This was all thanks to Chen Xiaohan.
In terms of high-end combat power, no peak eighth-realm Shitians dared to fight the Ice Sword Mercenary Group anymore. More than ten eighth-realm Shitians had died at the hands of Wang Teng and the others.
This was all achieved by relying on the [Creation Azure Lotus].
This was the most stifling dungeon Wang Teng had ever played; his [Pillar of Heaven] was banned!
Therefore, he was severely nerfed and lost his qualification to be the main carry. Thus, he could only be a vanguard, boosting the morale of the human cultivator army.
This was the sixteenth year since the Ice Sword Mercenary Group descended upon this world, fighting in this world for a slightly longer time than the previous one, because the human race in this world had too great a numerical disadvantage.
Fortunately, there was no significant disadvantage in the high-end battlefield, giving them hope to continue fighting.
Yan Xing looked at Chen Xiaohan and said solemnly, "Thank you so much for all these years. In the next battle, you are still the key to our victory. I only learned from your husband that you endure immense pain every time you re-raise your蛊虫 (gu worms). I am truly sorry, deeply sorry. We don't have much to compensate you with..."
Chen Xiaohan waved her hand and smiled, "I'm already used to the pain. If there were less pain, perhaps I wouldn't be used to it. I should be the one thanking you. It is you who allowed me to find the value of my own existence."
Hearing their conversation, everyone was used to it. More than a decade ago, hearing Chen Xiaohan say such things was like the sun rising from the west.
Everything was fine now, but if you thought Chen Xiaohan had become normal, she would occasionally flash you a venomous smile, making you afraid to approach her.
However, Li Qingyun said, "No, no, no, Brother Yan, this is the final battle. The key to this battle is not Chen Xiaohan, but you. The only way for the Shitians to turn the tables is to kill you."
Everyone pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Yan Xing also seemed thoughtful.
"The two ninth-realm experts, in their fight with Brother Yan, if even one of them survives, all our efforts will be in vain! Therefore, I agree with Daoist Bai's idea. The fact that they haven't fled yet means they cannot bear the consequences of failure. Thus, even if they are cowardly, they will fight desperately."
"Does young friend Qingyun have any brilliant ideas?"
"No brilliant ideas. It's just that Brother Yan must win even when fighting two opponents, especially when they will activate [Demonic Body Sacrifice to Heaven]. At the very least, he must be able to achieve mutual destruction!"
The others chimed in, "Hey, hey, hey, don't say such unlucky things!"
Li Qingyun said very seriously, "This is not a joke. Brother Yan must not lose, because we have no way to restrain ninth-realm experts!"
Everyone patted their foreheads. Although it seemed they were about to win, upon closer thought, victory and defeat might be decided in an instant.
"Brother Yan, I think you need this."
Li Qingyun held the [Creation Azure Lotus] in his hand and placed it in front of Yan Xing.
"Then we do this... and then this..."
Yan Xing's pupils contracted, and he nodded in deep agreement...