As expected... This connection was made too late.

The members of various sects sighed in their hearts, then felt immense relief; even though they didn’t get the first taste, at least they caught the tail.

Precisely because of this, they were more than willing to cooperate with Xu Lingjun’s many requests.

The establishment of the Immortal Martial Alliance and the founding of the Immortal Martial College had maximized the survival instincts of these former students, now warriors.

The cultivation technique is right here, just survive the enemy’s assault and stay alive.

As long as you survive, you can freely cultivate this technique.

All martial artists know the importance of such things...

This cultivation technique is so miraculous, and now that it’s in hand, if you die at this moment, it’s a shame even if a thousand enemies join you in the grave.

Because of this, it has instead aroused their strongest desire to win. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Damn it, you bastards, stop interfering with my cultivation!

Relying on a surge of blood qi, cooperating with the Qisha Legion, they gradually integrated into the Qisha Army.

The powerful human warriors forcibly held the enemy outside the fortifications... even completing the defensive works in the process.

The sturdy fortress not only resists enemy invasions but also shields against nuclear threats.

Of course, the nuclear deterrence was a temporarily added protective feature.

After all, Xu Lingjun initially believed the enemy consisted only of the mysterious races of the heavens. Although each race had its own leaders, they could only enter through the Desperate Great Wall... so viewing them as a singular entity was not impossible.

The mysterious races also thought that the enemy had only this single line of defense remaining, and once this line was breached, they could advance unimpeded and seize control of Blue Star.

But who knew...

Nuclear energy might actually be the most terrifying enemy.

The Baoxue Empire may have been destroyed, and nuclear energy gradually accumulated...

Yet its spiritual qi was still abundant, after two full years of relentless fighting.

Unavoidable, some extremely bizarre changes occurred.

But these changes, for humankind... to some extent, might actually be beneficial.

The struggle between humans and the mysterious races of the heavens cannot be resolved in just a day or two...

Over two years.

Countless brave human warriors have fallen at the hands of the mysterious races, and as the attacking party, the mysterious races suffered casualties several times greater.

Leaving behind countless bodies.

And in these two years, they were able to train a batch of the most elite and powerful warriors.

The emergence of cultivation techniques, and the catalyst of war, has allowed the strength of these warriors on the battlefield to exceed that of the past twenty years combined!

This day... late at night.

The border fortress.

A fortress that separated a world of life from one of death...

Outside, a scene of utter desolation.

The once thriving Baoxue Empire now harbors no signs of life.

Charred soil, exhausted life force, where even grass struggles to survive.

But even faced with such lifelessness.

The warriors of the Qisha Legion did not slack off in the slightest... Over two years, from initially relying on their own strength and mecha support to confront the mysterious races,

to later, leveraging the built base fortresses, they fought more adeptly.

Although barely, the mysterious races never managed to breach even a single step of the human defense line.

They destroyed the Baoxue Empire...

Yet stopped at the border of the Great Xia Empire, unable to delve further.

And on that evening, in the depths of night.

Even after a fierce battle during the day, both sides were recuperating.

The warriors on patrol showed no trace of relaxation.

Rather than pacing back and forth, each occupied a strategic checkpoint, sitting cross-legged, silently absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy into their bodies, refining their physiques, and purifying their cultivation.

Knowing their lives hang by a thread, they cherished these rare moments of peace even more...

With no need to move, their defenses were meticulously arranged; if any enemies approached, they wouldn’t escape their surveillance.

Suddenly...

The leader among them, Liu Shuang, suddenly widened his eyes.

He didn’t speak, but discreetly pressed the communicator in his hand.

Instantly, a look of realization appeared on all the warriors’ faces.

At the same time...

In the sky.

In the sky, dark clouds spread.

Silhouettes, like night owls, silently approached.

Iron Wing Clan!

Among the mysterious races, a faction born with iron wings, able to soar the skies naturally... over the past two years, they’ve caused humanity the most trouble!

They float high in the sky...

Even carrying signal-blocking devices, confident they could evade enemy radar scans, yet they dared not descend, or make even the slightest sound.

Until they were hovering above the border fortress.

At the appointed time.

They abruptly released their grip.

Silhouettes plummeted below, accompanied by the Seyin Clan.

The Seyin Clan, naturally like chameleons, could blend their skin into their surroundings...

And being cold-blooded, they lacked body heat, making it difficult for the most advanced human sensing devices to detect them!

If they infiltrated stealthily, they were certain to catch the enemy off guard.

Thousands of Seyin Clan members quietly landed on the border fortress.

To cause maximum destruction to the enemy... the Seyin Clan had not moved for these past two years.

Of course, it was also because initially, with the direct assaults by both sides, there was no opportunity for their stealthy tactics.