Lin Zhan was intently observing the movements of the territory.
Several dark figures appeared beside Lin Zhan.
Xiao Hanyi emerged from his stealth and said to Lin Zhan, "The enemy's heavy artillery positions have been discovered. They are similar to the heavy energy cannons we used before, with a range of about 10 kilometers, approximately 10,000 meters."
Lin Zhan nodded and said, "Rommel actually managed to research this. It's a pity it's all outdated stuff."
"How is it, can our heavy artillery and rockets take them down?"
Xiao Hanyi shook his head and replied, "The defense of the Ten Thousand Races is very tight. Just what we can see has nearly 3,000 kings of the Ten Thousand Races guarding it. It will be very difficult to take them down with our heavy firepower."
Lin Zhan chuckled and said, "If we can't take it down, so be it. Not only is it heavily guarded, but it's also a trap."
"We've been fighting fiercely with the allied army of the Ten Thousand Races, and we haven't seen the demon prince. Where do you think he should be?"
Everyone suddenly realized and nodded. Good heavens, no wonder they were all marshals; their minds were truly wicked.
Lin Zhan nodded with satisfaction and said, "Give the order, let Xiao Ming and the others make their move."
On the other side, on a celestial platform atop the war fortress.
Thirty-six elder Daoists of the 'Qing' generation from the Heavenly Master's Mansion, arranged in a special formation, stood on the celestial platform.
Below them were 36,000 disciples and Dao soldiers of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, each disciple arranged in a specific order, forming various formations to empower the thirty-six elder Daoists of the 'Qing' generation above.
The young Daoist adjusted his robes and walked to the center of the celestial platform with a solemn expression, standing at the formation's core.
"Today, the undead are wreaking havoc. Zhang Haoming, the thirty-third generation Daozi of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, respectfully invites our ancestors to descend and lend me their strength to suppress the undead."
The young Daoist formed hand seals, and several talismans shot out from his hands.
A golden light broke through the void from outside the heavens and landed on the young Daoist. Instantly, an aura far beyond that of a peak Human King emanated from him.
An ancient voice emanated from the young Daoist's mouth:
"Undead Veil? It must be cut down."
"All disciples, heed my command, the Heavenly Dipper Demon Subduing Formation!"
The disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion responded in unison, "We respectfully obey the Ancestor's decree!"
Immediately, thirty-six beams of lightning shot up into the sky. The young Daoist in the formation's core floated in mid-air, forming hand seals. The thirty-six beams of lightning, as if commanded, merged into one and struck the Undead Veil.
The moment the lightning collided with the veil, a powerful pressure radiated outwards, spreading in all directions.
Lin Zhan quickly took out a jade talisman, formed hand seals, and the talisman transformed into a green light that flew towards the war fortress's formation nexus.
A powerful defensive formation rose from the war fortress, firmly enveloping the entire structure.
A violent rumbling sound erupted. The Undead Veil above was torn to shreds by the thirty-six beams of lightning and began to dissipate slowly.
The young Daoist's eyes once again showed a look of ancient wisdom. "Hmph, evil must be eradicated completely. Do not hold back."
The young Daoist formed hand seals again, and the lightning in the sky slowly merged, resembling a sharp sword.
"Go." The young Daoist flicked his hand, and the lightning sword instantly shot towards the allied army camp of the Ten Thousand Races.
The immense power directly pierced the defensive formation of the allied army camp of the Ten Thousand Races and struck the altar of the Lich skeletons.
Over 200 peak King-level Liches were instantly reduced to bone dust by the powerful lightning.
At the same time, the young Daoist closed his eyes and slowly descended. Uncle-Master Eight, Zhang Qinghan, quickly stepped forward to catch him.
Upon landing, he said to the eldest disciple of the 'Qing' generation, "Eldest Brother, it seems that Haoming has invited the first generation Heavenly Master Ancestor just now."
The elder Daoists were stunned and then said:
"Haoming is the direct descendant of the first generation Ancestor. In the entire Heavenly Master's Mansion, only Haoming can still invite his presence."
"Fellow disciples, let us first go to the city walls to support Haoran and the others."
"Eldest Brother is right. We cannot let the children bear the brunt of it."
Dian Wei and Xu Chu emerged from the shadows and bowed to the elder Daoists, "Gentlemen, please entrust this little fatty to us two brothers. The Marshal ordered us to protect him."
"Then we shall trouble you two old ancestors." The elder Daoists bowed to Dian Wei and the other, then led the disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion towards the city walls.
When the young Daoist's sword destroyed the skeleton altar, outside the Sea of Fortune, within the undead camp, an enraged voice boomed:
"Zhang Zhen, you shameless old man, what business do you have in the squabbles of the younger generation?" Immediately, a half-ancestor of the Lich race flew out and headed towards the Huaxia camp.
"What, old Lich, can't stand it? Come and bite me if you dare," an old Daoist with white hair and a youthful complexion flew out from the Huaxia camp and stood in mid-air.
"You... " Before the old Lich could finish speaking, dozens of giant axes shot towards him from the side.
"Holy crap, you guys..."
"Innate Eight Trigrams, suppress evil." Taking advantage of his weakened state, Old Daoist Zhang Zhen, while the old Lich was defending against the flying axes, unleashed an Innate Eight Trigram, severely wounding the old Lich.
Chi You's figure appeared from behind the old Lich, and a long saber carved with a fierce tiger was swung from Chi You's hand, instantly severing the old Lich's head.
"Soul annihilation, extinction." Two black and white talismans shot out from Old Daoist Zhang Zhen's hands, directly obliterating the Lich's soul.
Chi You, along with his 81 ruffian brothers, revealed themselves. They spat on the remains of the old Lich, saying:
"Damn it, the sky is clear and the rain has stopped, and you think you're great again, huh? Who gave you the courage to shout and yell at the entrance of Huaxia? If our little grandson can defeat your disappointing bloodline, I can kill you."
"Come, come, let me see if there's anyone else who doesn't want to live. Step forward and we'll send you on your way."
Chi You and his brothers stood at the entrance of the undead camp, shouting provocatively. After all, the Ancestors were already fighting fiercely within the Sea of Fortune, and the strongest beings outside were only half-ancestors.
However, when fighting at the half-ancestor level, Chi You had never lost, let alone with the support of 81 peak Great Emperors.
Of course, most people didn't know that among Chi You's 81 brothers, the second and third had also advanced to half-ancestor. These were all hidden trump cards left by them.
Old Daoist Zhang Zhen looked at Chi You and said grumpily, "Third Tiger, can we have some dignity? What do you mean 'your little grandson,' that's my bloodline."
Chi You curled his lips and said, "That's my little grandson-in-law, is that a problem?"
Old Daoist Zhang Zhen was stunned: Oh my god, isn't this branch of the Great Shang from Huangdi? Could it be that...