Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Above their heads, fire and poison elements were converging wildly!

Dozens of bizarre fireballs appeared out of thin air, their interiors churning with crimson magma, while their surfaces were entwined with a dark green, venomous liquid.

Carrying an aura of destruction, it crashed down on Li Yan like a rain of meteors!

“Rumble——!!!”

Deafening explosions rang out one after another, and huge fireballs exploded around Li Yan and even on his body!

The blazing flames devoured everything, and the shockwave flattened the ground once again!

Even more insidious was that the dark green venom splattered everywhere the moment the fireball exploded.

It landed on Li Yan's tattered protective aura, his exposed skin, and even his already cracked gauntlets.

It immediately emitted a hissing, corrosive sound and emitted foul-smelling white smoke!

Flames, ice, shadows, poison... several different attributes, interlocking arrays, formed a perfect and cruel killing loop at this moment.

Various energies collide, surge, and annihilate each other, creating an even more chaotic and deadly force field.

Li Yan's figure, charging forward with all his might, was like a small boat in a raging sea, instantly swallowed up by the colorful yet deadly energy storm.

The dazzling light lasted for several breaths before gradually dimming.

When the last trace of turbulent energy dissipated, all that remained was a charred, smoking, shallow pit covered with frost and traces of venomous corrosion.

Li Yan lay at the bottom of the pit, his body slightly curled up. His prized boxing gloves were completely shattered, leaving only a few broken pieces of metal embedded in his bloody, mangled hand.

A dozen sharp icicles pierced through his limbs and torso, pinning him almost to the ground.

His face turned a terrifying ashen blue, a sign that the deadly poison had invaded his heart.

His eyes, once resolute and wise, instilled confidence and courage in countless soldiers.

It was still wide open, staring intently at the sky above, which was obscured by smoke and the afterglow of energy.

It seemed to be questioning the heavens, or perhaps it was expressing its final unwillingness and unfulfilled will to protect.

The miracle did not happen.

This veteran, who had spent his life in the military and guarded the border of Dongying for many years, shed his last drop of blood on this land he had protected for countless days and nights, ending his life of conquest.

Night's figure appeared silently at the edge of the pit, like a ghost.

He looked down at Li Yan's body and remained silent for a long time.

Then, he slowly squatted down, extended his withered, pale, almost lifeless hand, and gently stroked Li Yan's still wide-open eyes.

"Rest in peace, true warrior."

His hoarse voice rang out in a low tone, this time without any hint of joy of victory, but instead carrying a heavy and sincere respect.

"You have earned my respect."

As a formation master, he knew better than anyone else that if he weren't within the scope of the overall formation set up by the young master...

With almost unlimited spiritual energy support and array enhancements, he could instantly cast and stack so many powerful arrays with almost zero consumption.

There was absolutely no way he could defeat a seasoned, steel-willed martial artist in the Dust-Severing stage so "easily".

Moreover, the opponent was already severely injured and in poor condition after being ambushed by crows.

His victory in this battle was not honorable; he completely had the absolute advantage of favorable timing and location.

Just then, the surrounding space began to fluctuate and distort violently, rippling like a reflection in water being hit by a stone.

Trees, flames, frost, scorched earth... all the scenes began to become blurry and unreal.

A moment later, as if a curtain had been drawn back, the figure of night reappeared in the sky above the sea in the real world.

A damp, cold, and salty sea breeze blew in his face, billowing his wide black robe and dispersing the strange smell of burnt and elemental energy in the array space.

He turned his head slightly, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings from under his hood, and immediately noticed something that was also suspended in the air not far away.

But his face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fear and unease as he stared intently at a butterfly somewhere on the beach below.

Ye nodded slightly to her, as if to say hello.

It appears they were the first two to finish their battles across the four battlefields.

However, the result on Butterfly's side seemed to be completely different from what she had expected.

"Pfft."

A heavy thud was heard as the plane landed.

Li Yan's body fell from the dissipating array space, crashing heavily onto the beach, stirring up a small cloud of dust.

This commander had been stationed in the East China Sea for several years, leading his soldiers to repel the invasions of the alien demons time and time again.

In the end, he left his passionate spirit and indomitable soul forever on this scarred border he had sworn to protect.

In an instant, the city wall fell into a deathly silence.

All the soldiers who witnessed this scene felt as if an invisible hand had gripped their throats.

They stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the familiar, motionless figure on the beach.

That was their commander, the soul of the Eastern Camp, and the invincible fortress in the hearts of all of them!

After a brief period of deathly silence came a grief that erupted like a flood bursting its banks.

"commander--!"

"Commander Li!!"

Suppressed sobs and uncontrollable wailing instantly echoed throughout the city walls.

Many young soldiers collapsed to the ground, pounding on the cold walls, tears streaming down their faces.

Even many battle-hardened veterans had tears in their eyes, biting their lips tightly to keep from crying out loud, their bodies trembling violently as they tried to suppress their grief.

Li Yan's death was not only the fall of a strong man, but also the collapse of the Dongying's spiritual pillar.

Panic, despair, and confusion spread like a plague among the defenders.

Even a strong commander like Commander Li has died in battle. Can these ordinary soldiers really hold out?

Does humanity still have any hope of driving these terrifying alien demons from their homeland?

"commander!!"

Feng Yichen let out a heart-wrenching cry of grief, not even having time to wipe away the tears that welled up in his eyes.

Like a madman, he leaped off the high city wall without regard for anything, his spiritual power surging wildly as he rushed towards the spot where Li Yan had fallen.

This vice-captain, who is usually known for his calmness and resilience, completely lost his usual composure at this moment.

He staggered to Li Yan's body, his knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees on the beach.

He reached out with trembling hands and carefully lifted Li Yan's body, which still retained some warmth but was lifeless.

Then he hoisted it onto his own broad back, which was also trembling with sorrow.

Every step he took was extremely difficult, as if he were carrying a heavy burden on his back.

Hot tears streamed down his resolute face like beads from a broken string, mingling with the blood and dirt on his skin.

Drop by drop, it fell into the deep footprints he had left, onto the sand soaked with Commander Li's blood.

He cried like a child abandoned by the whole world, his sobs torn apart by the sea breeze.

In the sky, a vast expanse of fiery clouds had gathered, like the heavens weeping blood, staining the entire sea, beach, city walls, and every face with a tragic and poignant red.

The howling sea wind swirled and churned in the air, stirring up sand and fallen leaves, producing a low, mournful sound like a lament.

It was as if heaven and earth were also offering their final mourning and farewell to this great commander who died on the battlefield.

The distant waves continue to tirelessly pound against the rocks on the shore.

The eternal, monotonous sound of the waves, at this moment, seems to be telling the story of the endless battles and sacrifices on this land.

It's as if it's chanting a desolate and ancient requiem for all the heroic souls who sleep here.