Soul-Slaying Maiden: Master Of Ancient Divine Weapons

Izanagi Battlefield, canyon entrance.

Here, a gray-black "tide" was madly surging forward.

Drones monitoring the scene quickly relayed the information to the Unified Command Department.

[Detected a large influx of Izanagi juvenile snakes at the canyon entrance]

[Detected a large influx of Izanagi juvenile snakes at the Arid Sea Plains]

[Detected a large influx of Izanagi juvenile snakes at the Copper North Valley]

One report after another was transmitted back, and the commanders in the Unified Command Department frowned one after another.

"This isn't good. These Izanagi snake nests were discovered far too late."

"Our frontline casualties are too great. Most well-trained squads are on the main battlefield. There aren't many available to carry out the mission to cut them off, and the failure rate is high."

"What about Guan Shan? If he and his contracted spirit are here, couldn't they use the Mountain-Moving and Sea-Filling ability to block all three entry points?"

"General Guan Shan has already been reassigned elsewhere. You know how valued his ability is. There's urgent demand on every front, so it's almost impossible for him to be stationed in one place."

In the Second District's Unified Command Department, Lin Jingxuan stood with his hands behind his back, reading real-time battle reports with a furrowed brow.

The Izanagi battlefield was the last large-scale battle before the year-end.

This battle could only be won, not lost.

But the cunning Izanagi snake tribe had clearly figured out the tactics of the Daxia humans. Not only did they mobilize their forces on the main battlefield, but they also cooperated with several other large tribes to exert enormous pressure across the entire border.

Top-tier combatants of the seventh and eighth ranks were already tied up by equivalent-level opponents.

Fifth- and sixth-rank spirit contractors, the backbone of the main battlefield, couldn't pull away.

Third- and fourth-rank battle spirit contractors couldn't turn the tide against such a massive snake tide.

"They came prepared." Lin Jingxuan studied the reports thoughtfully. "They are forcing us to constantly deploy high-level combat power to the frontlines. While this tactic is subtle, to me, it's already quite clear."

"Cornered into caution. The more desperate their measures, even at the cost of higher casualty ratios on our side, the more wary we must be of their hidden moves."

"Get in touch with the Eighth District in one call. Tell them to hold off for now."

"Yes!" A subordinate acknowledged but hesitated.

Lin Jingxuan's decision was based on absolute rationality, but not everyone thought like him.

"Marshal Lin, if these three waves of Izanagi juvenile snakes flood the battlefield, our mid- and low-rank spirit contractors could suffer devastating casualties."

"With the year-end approaching, they too should have the right to return home alive for the New Year."

Lin Jingxuan's expression showed no change.

He simply stared calmly at the image of the raging gray-black tide.

"On the battlefield, people die. Tomorrow it's them; the day after, it's us."

"If they can't even come to terms with this…"

"Wait, what is that?" Lin Jingxuan suddenly interrupted himself, raising a hand and sharply focusing on one of the screens.

"Enlarge the image at the canyon entrance."

The screen at the canyon entrance was zoomed in, revealing a black-clad, white-haired woman wielding a massive blade. She stood as if anchored in place, piercing the unstoppable snake tide like a stabilizing force.

———

"Senior Gongyang Jin, let me go first."

At the canyon entrance, Han Zhan stopped Gongyang Jin, who was about to make a move.

Hearing his words, Gongyang Jin glanced at him in surprise. "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

Facing the countless juvenile Izanagi snakes forming a surging tide, Han Zhan insisted on going first, 'Is he crazy?'

Seeing his determination, Gongyang Jin said no more.

With her nearby, even if he really had lost his mind, she could pull him out in time and ensure his safety.

This was the confidence of an eighth-rank supreme.

Without hesitation, Han Zhan leaped into the overwhelming snake tide.

He hadn't forgotten the purpose of coming to the frontline battlefield—tempering himself and becoming stronger.

To achieve that, Han Zhan had already removed his ring.

"Come on!"

Han Zhan's battle spirit surged as he faced the billions of juvenile Izanagi snakes. Compared to the vast tide, he was like an insignificant pebble thrown into the ocean, unable to stir even the slightest ripple.

The moment he entered, the white energy inside him began to swell and grow, protecting vital parts of his body.

The Eight Locks Fist was unleashed.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Han Zhan struck with all his might, and every juvenile Izanagi snake hit by his fists exploded into blood mist.

More snakes swarmed toward him.

Life and death intertwined.

One in ten thousand chance of survival.

Han Zhan forgot everything. All that remained was the instinct to punch, as the initially faint and thin white energy within him became denser with prolonged combat.

Five minutes later.

Han Zhan suddenly dove out of the snake tide, the fierce, desperate energy from moments before completely gone.

"Senior Gongyang Jin, HELP!"

Hearing his cry, Gongyang Jin snorted. She disliked the feeling of being at someone's beck and call, but since Han Zhan was still useful, she jumped into the snake tide without hesitation.

This was the scene Lin Jingxuan and the others saw in the Unified Command Department.

The black-clad, white-haired woman, Gongyang Jin, stood atop her massive blade like a stabilizing force, piercing into the unstoppable snake tide.

BOOM!

Heaven and earth shook.

With a single slash, the entire tide seemed to split, severed in half!

Countless snake flesh was pulverized and dissolved instantly. This was only the power of one slash.

Gongyang Jin raised her blade high, leaping upward to deliver a second blow. However, Han Zhan, having caught his breath, charged into the tide ahead of her once again.

Gongyang Jin's lips pursed slightly in displeasure as she lowered her blade.

This job could have been finished in seconds, but Han Zhan's antics dragged it out unnecessarily.

"Still, he's really going all out." Gongyang Jin recalled his fearless charge into the snake tide, seeing a reflection of her younger self.

"Without the tempering of life and death, one can never become truly strong."

"If he wants to become strong, why not give him a helping hand? After all, in the end, he can't escape from my grasp anyway."

The demoness from the Land of Exile muttered to herself, licking her lips and smiling.

Meanwhile...

Six minutes had passed since Han Zhan dived into the snake tide again.

This time, lasting longer than before, he emerged and called out the same way,"Senior Gongyang Jin, HELP!"

"Help? Just six minutes, and you're calling for help? Don't come out so soon. Keep going."

Perched on a boulder, Gongyang Jin crossed her legs and watched as Han Zhan plunged back into the snake tide once more,"Men need to last longer." [T/N: -999 Aura]

"Little guy, you've got to train harder."

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