Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 231 - 232 Massive Amount of Essence Blood

Outside the city, the sounds of slaughter shook the heavens and the earth.

A hundred thousand troops, stretched across the battlefield, were engaged in brutal killings, with fresh blood soaking the earth, dyeing the sky red.

Tuoba Wentian and Yuan Zhan clashed again, engaging in a ferocious battle, their momentum soaring to the skies.

The rest of the troops kept their distance from their battle zone, to avoid becoming collateral damage.

Across the entire battlefield, many soldiers released their Stars, displaying a myriad of strange and colorful attacks.

Outside the city.

The confrontation between the Hu Ben Army and the Iron Forest Country’s army was evenly matched, with both sides suffering great losses.

Although the Hu Ben Army’s morale was high, their strength was inferior to the Iron Forest Army.

Of the fifty thousand troops of Hu Ben Country, only about ten thousand were the elite Black Scale Army, whereas the Iron Forest Country had the Mad Wolf Army, nearly as strong as the Black Scale Army, numbering close to twenty thousand.

At this moment, the Black Scale Army and the Mad Wolf Army were already clashing.

The soldiers of the Black Scale Army each wielded a battle saber, slashing vigorously and widely.

Meanwhile, every soldier of the Mad Wolf Army held an eighteen-foot Snake Spear, their long spears incredibly sharp, capable of penetrating even the toughest iron battle armor.

Watching the blood-drenched earth, the blood spraying into the sky, and seeing the Martial Souls fading away as their owners perished,

Lin Feng felt a mix of pity for these soldiers and an intense excitement within him.

What a vast amount of Essence Blood!

What a vast number of Stars!

What if he devoured all this Essence Blood and Martial Souls?

Just the thought made Lin Feng uncontrollably excited.

If he devoured this Essence Blood, his cultivation would surge to unimaginable levels!

If he devoured these Stars, his Demon Dragon Star could probably ascend to the Earth Level!

Lin Feng’s Devouring Martial Soul, capable of devouring Beast Souls and Martial Souls, could elevate his level.

What a rare opportunity!

A massive amount of Essence Blood, endless Stars!

This was Lin Feng’s chance to soar once again!

"City Lord, when do we join the battle?"

Lin Feng pondered for a moment and then asked the nearby City Lord.

Although Lin Feng was eager for that Essence Blood and Stars, he couldn’t just brazenly go down and devour them, so he wanted to join the battle to seize the opportunity.

As soon as Lin Feng spoke, disciples from the four major Sects also looked over.

Except for a few who showed some fear in their eyes, most were filled with a resolute fighting spirit.

"You don’t need to rush into battle; look, the disciples of the Seven Great Tribes haven’t made a move yet."

Faced with Lin Feng’s inquiry, the City Lord sighed softly, shook his head, and pointed towards the distance saying.

The City Lord’s attitude towards Lin Feng was very cordial, not daring to show any neglect.

No choice, now Lin Feng had become a young hero of Hu Ben Country.

His heaven-defying combat power had conquered everyone.

The City Lord was certain that it wouldn’t be long before Lin Feng would become renowned across Hu Ben Country.

Following where Fang Xiao pointed, Lin Feng saw that nearly two hundred disciples of the Seven Great Tribes had already retreated several miles away from the battlefield.

They too were watching the battlefield and showed no intention of engaging.

"City Lord, just because the barbarians of the Seven Great Tribes aren’t fighting, we’re not fighting either?"

Lin Feng was secretly anxious.

Every minute delayed meant a massive amount of Essence Blood and energy was lost.

Every second delayed meant numerous Stars dissipated.

"City Lord, I want to join the battle!"

After a short while, Lin Feng gritted his teeth and said.

"Brother Lin Feng, you mustn’t..."

City Lord was taken aback and gave Lin Feng a look, frowning, "Lin Feng, in a battle between armies, it’s not just a martial competition. It’s extremely dangerous, and casualties could occur at any moment!"

The implication of City Lord’s words was that he disagreed with Lin Feng going to the battlefield.

"I know, City Lord, rest assured. With my strength, I have more than enough ability to protect myself."

Lin Feng nodded his head, stating firmly.

City Lord sighed but still shook his head, "No! Let’s wait and see!"

The City Lord couldn’t possibly let Lin Feng go to battle alone; warfare between two armies is no child’s play.

Among the two armies, there were plenty of experts ranked as Great Martial Master Fifth Layer and Sixth Layer, and even some who were Great Martial Master Seventh Layer and Eighth Layer.

Lin Feng, having only the cultivation of a Great Martial Master Third Layer, would still be in extreme danger even with his extraordinary combat abilities.

After all, Lin Feng was unlike others.

He was too conspicuous!

Lin Feng had killed so many people from the Seven Great Tribes; those barbarians from the tribes surely harbored deep hatred for him.

Once Lin Feng entered the battlefield, he would definitely face a frenzied onslaught.

In such situations, not just for a Great Martial Master Third Layer martial artist but even those at the Fifth or Sixth Layer could potentially fall at any moment.

It would be too regrettable if a peerless genius like Lin Feng were to die on the battlefield.

Thus, for the greater good, the City Lord decisively refused.

Lin Feng furrowed his brow, sighing inwardly.

However, he knew the City Lord was considering his safety and didn’t want him to be in danger.

On the city walls.

Lin Feng wore a look of helplessness, feeling extremely frustrated.

He knew the City Lord was making sense; stepping into the battlefield would definitely make him a prime target for the barbarians of the Seven Great Tribes.

But knowing this, letting him remain indifferent in the face of abundant essence blood and countless stars was impossible.

It was like seeing a stunning beauty at the peak of her bloom, lying naked on the bed, waiting to be embraced.

And damn it, you can only watch.

Feeling hugely frustrated, Lin Feng took some time to calm his emotions and could only wait quietly.

Outside the city, the battle raged on fiercely, and as time passed, the Hu Ben Army gradually showed signs of being unable to resist.

With their numerical advantage, the Mad Wolf Army was unstoppable, causing heavy casualties to the Black Scale Army, which kept retreating.

The Mad Wolf Army, with every thousand soldiers as a combat unit, went around killing and sweeping.

The Mad Wolf Army had five to six thousand more soldiers than the Black Scale Army.

These five to six thousand soldiers comprised a significant advantage.

The lowest-ranked soldiers in the Mad Wolf Army all had the cultivation of Martial Master Ninth Layer, and every Decurion was either a Great Martial Master First Layer or Second Layer martial artist; the Centurions had cultivation ranging from Third to Fourth Layer.

A Chiliarch had at least a Fifth Layer cultivation.

It can be said that there were six to seven hundred more warriors above Spirit Great Martial Master in the Iron Forest Army compared to the Sky Moon Army.

These six to seven hundred warriors became the key to victory.

Although both armies had some high-rank Great Martial Master commanders, meaning cultivation at Great Martial Master Seventh Layer and above, these individuals were all entangled with counterparts of similar cultivation.

Thus, the low and middle-rank Great Martial Master martial artists were the core force, largely determining the direction of this war.

However, in hand-to-hand combat, these barbarians were naturally ruthless.

Taking a slash without even furrowing a brow was a common trait among many barbarians.

They would fight more fiercely the more they battled, charging forward even if it meant flying into flames.

It was said that powerful soldiers from the Seven Great Tribes were often awarded military medals made from moth symbols as a reward.

This was an affirmation of their courage.

Hu Ben Country naturally also had such fierce soldiers, but they were the elite.

Their numbers were too few.

More were just ordinary people who would instinctively shrink back when facing life and death.