Human Clan Defender-Chapter 413 -s 176 to 177 - Star Finger (Additional Chapter for every 19,000 monthly tickets above 9,300, two - s combined)

Chapter 413: Chapters 176 to 177 - Star Finger (Additional Chapter for every 19,000 monthly tickets above 9,300, two Chapters combined)

In terms of top-tier combat strength, the Demon-Subduing Division currently had no way to compete with the Heaven Alliance. However, when it came to strength below the peak, the Demon-Subduing Division was not the least bit intimidated by the Heaven Alliance. Before the Heaven Alliance’s formation, the Demon-Subduing Division, known for having the most Grandmasters, would acknowledge itself as second to none. Similarly, even now that the Heaven Alliance had been established and integrated most of the Sect Forces of South Nether Prefecture, the Demon-Subduing Division still held a certain advantage in the sheer number of Grandmasters.

Therefore, as long as the Defender Envoys didn’t intervene, Grandmasters from the sects who made a move were effortlessly intercepted by those from the Demon-Subduing Division. If it weren’t for Demon Evils still wreaking havoc across South Nether Prefecture, requiring many Grandmasters to be stationed in various locations to suppress the demonic turmoil, the number of Grandmasters in the South Sea City Demon-Subduing Division branch would be even greater.

BOOM!

BOOM!!

Outside the city, Grandmasters battled fiercely, their momentum unparalleled. Simultaneously, armies scaled the city walls, engaged in relentless melee. The surging killing intent coagulated into a palpable malevolent energy, chilling those with weak hearts to the bone. Such was this malevolent energy that any ordinary Demon Evils present would have been instantly dispersed into nothingness by its impact.

On the city walls, Yun Venerable’s gaze swept over the thousands of soldiers, landing directly on Shimohe. As if sensing something, Shimohe turned his head towards the source of the gaze, his eyes meeting Yun Venerable’s. Their two lines of sight collided in the void. Yun Venerable’s spirit jolted, and his hand, hidden within his sleeve, involuntarily clenched into a fist.

Shimohe! He stared intently at the man. That face—even in death, he would never forget it. It was him, the one who had brought South Nether Prefecture to this sorry state.

However, even though anger raged within him, Yun Venerable didn’t move an inch. He dared not make a move, fearing it would lead to his own doom.

At this moment, Shimohe spoke slowly, his booming voice covering the vast battlefield.

"I have heard that the Demon-Subduing Division’s Defender Envoys are mighty, and I would like to witness it for myself. I wonder if any Defender Envoy would be willing to enlighten me?"

As his words echoed, involuntary gazes from around the city fell upon Yun Venerable and the other Defender Envoys. But Yun Venerable’s expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn’t heard a thing.

Make a move? Impossible. Not making a move might buy us some time, but acting now would only hasten our demise. Unless it’s an absolute last resort, I will not make a move. Though such inaction might cost me face, compared to my life, face isn’t that important.

Seeing Yun Venerable unmoved, Shimohe smiled faintly. "So, the so-called Defender Envoys are nothing more than this!"

He said no more. Since the people of the Demon-Subduing Division were too timid to fight, there was no need to concern himself with them; meanwhile, the morale of the Great Qin forces had clearly been affected.

"Are we truly not going to act?" Fei Yun’s eyes glinted fiercely. When had the Demon-Subduing Division ever been publicly humiliated like this? If they didn’t respond, they would become a laughingstock. He could see that the morale of the soldiers defending the city was already wavering.

Hearing this, Yun Venerable glanced at Fei Yun and said indifferently, "Acting now would only be playing right into his hands. Just wait and see!"

His outward expression remained unchanged, seemingly quite confident. But only Yun Venerable himself knew he truly lacked any such confidence.

If the city falls, we’ll have to retreat for now. If I decide to leave, I doubt even Shimohe could stop me!

He was now considering the most appropriate way to withdraw. From the very beginning, Yun Venerable had never believed they could withstand the Heaven Alliance’s assault. His presence here to supervise the battle wasn’t truly to help the army hold off the Heaven Alliance; rather, by being here, he could outwardly claim to have participated in the battle. Since it was clearly a lost cause, he would then have a valid reason to withdraw.

Fight to the death? That depends on the specific circumstances. Fighting the Heaven Alliance to the death without retreating is, in my opinion, an utterly foolish action.

Just then, fierce winds suddenly surged in the Firmament, followed by a heaven-shaking beastly roar. Everyone’s actions instinctively paused as they looked up towards the source of the sound. A winged Fierce Beast was seen diving down from the Firmament, its ferocious aura spreading outwards, involuntarily instilling fear in all who felt it.

However, what truly caught everyone’s attention was the person sitting immovably on the Fierce Beast’s back.

BOOM—

Tiankui landed. The earth trembled, and powerful gales, centered on the beast, swept out in all directions. Some nearby soldiers, unable to withstand the force, were instantly blown away.

"Be careful!"

"Not good!"

The soldiers of the Heaven Alliance paled, their faces filled with fear as they looked at the newcomer. It couldn’t be helped; a man riding a Fierce Beast, descending from the sky, delivered a significant psychological impact. Tiankui’s ferocious momentum, in particular, was utterly terrifying.

Amidst all the wary and cautious gazes, the person seated on the Fierce Beast’s back suddenly rose, standing unsupported in the air like a deity, hands clasped behind him. A terrifying aura billowed from him like a tempest.

"I just heard someone wishes to experience the Defender Envoys’ methods. I wonder who it was that spoke? Perhaps you’d like to come forward and meet!"

The calm voice, devoid of any emotion, emanated from Shen Changqing’s lips, instantly overpowering all other sounds on the battlefield. His gaze was indifferent, yet it was already fixed on Shimohe, who stood amidst the Heaven Alliance army.