Traveling through time to cultivate immortality: a life and death test

Three months later, the Death Corps was trained by Liu Xing and became so obedient that no one dared to disobey his orders.

A minute on stage is the product of ten years of hard work off stage. They trained arduously for three months just for this upcoming battle, this life-or-death battle.

The members of the Death Squad were now very reserved, as if they were holding back their energy. They were like tigers in a cage, waiting for the moment the cage door was opened.

From afar, the members of the Death Squad were united in energy, as immovable as a mountain, brimming with immense explosive power. When Lu En and Wu Chang arrived at the training grounds for inspection, they were both surprised by the current spirit of the Death Squad.

The two commanders reviewed the rows one by one, and the suicide squad members stood there like javelins, without even a glance.

Wu Chang wanted to say something more, but Lu En stopped him immediately. Lu En knew that Liu Xing had already made his mark on the team, and that the Death Squad was ready for battle. So, the two commanders simply exchanged glances and left without a word, leaving everything to Liu Xing.

Three days later, across the Hekou Plain, flags fluttered everywhere as the armies of both the righteous and demonic factions advanced north and south, reaching the front. The two sides were about five miles apart, a distance that a cultivator could reach in a matter of minutes.

From afar, the demonic army saw dark clouds rolling in the sky, seemingly hiding some unknown and powerful weapon. Looking at the demonic army formation, the left legion was filled with a sinister aura, with ghosts howling and wolves howling, clearly disciples of the Xuanyin Sect. The right legion was filled with blood and murderous aura, undoubtedly disciples of the Xueyan Sect.

Within the righteous army, disciples of the Xuantian Sect and the Jiuyang Sect were disbanded and reorganized, forming distinct units based on their cultivation techniques and combat capabilities. One particular puppet unit was particularly anticipated. The righteous coalition and the Qianji Sect had purchased a large number of Foundation Establishment puppets, a staggering four to five hundred in total, averaging one puppet for every two Foundation Establishment cultivators. These puppets would form a puppet army and launch the initial charge during the main attack. This immense combat power would undoubtedly inflict heavy losses on the demonic forces if caught off guard. However, these puppets were currently stored in storage bags and not revealed to the public, preserving their potential as a surprise for the demonic forces.

Of course, whether it is a righteous sect or an evil sect, they all have some powerful weapons specifically designed to deal with wars, but they are hidden at the moment and not taken out, ready to be used at the critical moment of the battle to turn the tide.

Liu Xing's spiritual sense had already swept across the battlefield, but the armies on all sides had used formations to block his spiritual sense, so he could only gather a limited amount of information. However, he could also sense the extremely oppressive atmosphere and tension on the battlefield, a sense of impending storm.

At noon, the war drums on both sides thundered, and the two armies advanced forward at the same time, stopping at a distance of one mile. The battle was about to break out!

Liu Xing led the Death Squad to stand at the forefront of the righteous coalition forces, forming a square array. Similarly, the Hehuan Sect's army also stood in front of the evil forces, staring at the Qianji Sect disciples with eager eyes. The two best teams faced off in this way. The Qianjun Sect members were as calm as a mountain, and the Hehuan Sect disciples were also silent. They all knew the value they represented in this battle, and knew that they would face the risk of their lives! They usually enjoyed the protection and resources of the sect, and now it was time to pay! In order to form the elixir, now is the time to fight! Everyone became nervous, and their bodies were filled with murderous auras, and they clenched their weapons tightly!

Liu Xing glanced at the enemy's lineup. There were a dozen or so at the False Core stage, and the rest were all at the peak of the late Foundation Establishment stage. Their numbers and cultivation levels were similar to his own. It seemed the enemy had come prepared, and these individuals were likely the chosen talents of the sect. This was going to be a tough battle, Liu Xing thought.

The Demonic and Righteous Alliances were now silently watching the two death squads, silently cheering them on! Their superior sect, to help them win the war, had spared no expense, sending their finest disciples to fight, forming a death squad as a model for them. This deeply moved them. If the reinforcements weren't afraid of sacrifice, then they shouldn't retreat.

What exactly was the cause of the war between the Qianji Sect and the Hehuan Sect? It didn't matter how many people died in a fight between vassal sects, but wouldn't it be a waste of money to use the sect's most talented people to fight? Liu Xing was filled with doubts, but these were not his concerns at the moment.

Or perhaps Liu Xing and the others thought they were the sect's top disciples, but in reality, in the eyes of the sect's elders and other high-ranking officials, they weren't that important at all. They might just be the stronger ones among a group of ants, but at their core, they were still ants. What right did ants have to talk about the right to survive?

They were all over a hundred years old, their perspectives and knowledge were not bad, and they had a thorough understanding of the cruel path of immortality. So at this moment, although they knew they had become a pawn, they had no choice but to take risks in order to obtain cultivation resources and to advance further on the vast immortal path.

Since we have all decided to be used as weapons, there is nothing to complain about! Only by fighting to the death and killing the enemy can we save ourselves!

At this moment, the members of the Death Squad had the same idea, their energy was connected, and they were ready to die. Then, stimulated by the depressing atmosphere of the battlefield, they couldn't help but roar out in unison.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The earth-shaking shouts of killing exploded on the battlefield!

Every member of the death squad gathered their energy and roared with all their might, and the sound waves swept towards the Hehuan Sect's army like a raging storm!

Caught off guard, the protective shields set up by the Hehuan Sect's army were deformed by the attack of the sound waves, and the Hehuan Sect disciples under the protective shields all staggered and staggered a few steps.

The leader of the Demonic Alliance was shocked. He thought that before the war even started, he was already weak and there would be trouble next. The longer it dragged on, the more his mental defenses would collapse.

The demonic commander was none other than Wei Chao of the Hehuan Sect, at the peak of the late Jindan stage, on par with Lu En in strength. As the supreme commander of an army, he was naturally the most adept at seizing opportunities. Commander Lu, delighted to see his own side's overwhelming momentum, saw this as the perfect opportunity to charge. Wei Chao, on the other hand, wanted to launch an attack while the enemy's morale hadn't dropped too much, quickly regaining lost momentum. Thus, both commanders reached the same decision and simultaneously beat the drums of war.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The fierce war drums sounded slowly, one louder than the other.

"Kill!" The Hehuan Sect's army heard the sound of the war drums and rushed forward with a loud roar. They were originally a little timid, but the atmosphere of collective killing ignited them. They were no longer afraid and rushed out regardless of everything.

"Charge!" Liu Xing also gave the order to charge and kill.