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

The Qi training battle zone had the largest number of participants, with nearly ten thousand disciples from both sides engaged in a bloody and ferocious melee. The Xuantian Sect's Seven Star Formation, in particular, boasted the power of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, with each strike sweeping across an area and wiping out numerous enemies.

However, the Seven Star Formation is quite complex to set up, requiring the practice of a set of Qi techniques known as the Seven Star Gong to connect the Qi and form the formation. Aside from the Seven Star Formation, the Seven Star Gong isn't particularly impressive in other respects, and it takes at least three years to master. Therefore, Xuantian Sect disciples rarely waste time on this practice. Specifically, to prepare for this war, a temporary group of Qi-refining disciples was assembled three years ago, offering generous rewards to encourage their practice. Hard work pays off, and this is why they shine so brightly on the battlefield today.

In a large-scale battle, there are so many people that the power of a single person seems too weak. Even if you are invincible, there will always be a moment when your magic power is exhausted, and you will be hacked to death if you are not careful.

To save the lives of the Thousand Machines Sect, Liu Xing had already gathered everyone to his side as the enemy army charged forward. They quickly gathered together, preventing them from running around and forming a triangular defensive formation, which had been a key part of his previous training exercises.

The three sharp corners of the triangular formation represented the three possible attack directions, and were also the most vulnerable to fierce attacks. This was especially true of the corner facing the demonic army's charge. Liu Xing was currently at the forefront. He gripped the Silver Shield with both hands, energizing it to its full potential, desperately resisting the enemy's onslaught. The army surged forward like a swarm of locusts, instantly overwhelming the Death Squad.

Liu Xing also endured dozens of attacks, his silver shield finally failing and shattering. Liu Xing's mana was also largely depleted. He was forced to retreat to the center of the formation to rest, with Lü Hua filling in behind him. However, the first wave of the most intense attack had already passed, and Lü Hua was under much less pressure. When Lü Hua became exhausted, others would fill in.

Seeing their leader bleeding and exhausted, all the members of the Death Squad were finally moved. The "devil coach" during training, who either beat or scolded them, was now their most beloved umbrella of protection, always charging forward and withstanding the biggest storms.

Tears welled up in everyone's eyes, and a wave of admiration welled up within them. Cultivators may be cold-hearted and selfish, but they will still be moved by something that truly touches their hearts. At the very least, good will will overcome evil, trust will prevail over betrayal, and friendship will exclude hostility.

Except for the wolf pack, it was the first time for everyone else to fight alongside Liu Xing, and it was also the first time for them to feel Liu Xing's amiability, loveliness and trustworthiness. It was not until now that they truly recognized him in their hearts.

To survive, they had to obey orders and rely on their comrades. Now, everyone supported each other, allowing most to survive, proving that teamwork truly outweighs individual strength. Therefore, unity, cooperation, and tacit understanding are crucial in war. Feeling the bond of comradeship, everyone now opened their hearts even more, trusting others and giving their all!

Looking at the Hehuan Sect, their teamwork training was likely inadequate, having suffered a heavy loss in their clash with the Qianji Sect's Death Squad, losing nearly half their men. Now, defeated, they were scattering like frightened birds, quickly dispersed by the combined might of both armies and drowned in the sea of ​​humanity. It was unclear how many would survive.

The Death Squad withstood two waves of enemy attacks, and the Foundation Establishment cultivators of both the righteous and demonic paths finally came to a standstill, resulting in a chaotic battle. The battlefield was chaotic, with various spiritual energies and divine consciousness intertwined, severely affecting the vision and consciousness of ordinary cultivators, making it difficult to discern the situation and direction. As a result, some defeated cultivators who fled accidentally ran into the enemy's encirclement and were instantly hacked to pieces.

After Liu Xing retreated into the formation, he quickly took out two sips of Monkey Wine, took a deep breath, and recovered his magic power. His keen intuition sensed that the members of the Death Squad seemed to have increased their reliance and trust in him, and that they looked at him with more admiration and concern.

"These bastards finally have some conscience. It's worth it that I worked so hard to train you and tried my best to keep you alive!" Liu Xing cursed fiercely in his heart, but his eyes were full of smiles.

He knew full well that war was the most forging training ground, and the battlefield was the easiest place to forge brotherhood. Therefore, he refrained from expressing his convictions verbally, instead leading by example, charging forward, and facing the most dangerous situations. He proved himself through victory after victory, earning recognition and acceptance through concrete actions and the best results. He would remain in the Qianji Sect for a long time, needing to cultivate his own team and a group of trusted subordinates to work for him. As a newcomer, it would be difficult for him to join the established Jindan circle. The members of the Death Squadron were extremely talented, and with the help of elixirs, most of them would be able to achieve Jindan after returning from this battle. This presented Liu Xing with an opportunity.

Having withstood the charge, few on the battlefield could harm them. Consequently, injured or severely depleted members of the formation were moved to the center to rest and recuperate, while the others moved to the perimeter to defend. After a quarter of an hour's rest, most had recovered, regaining their confidence and a formidable fighting spirit.

"Gear formation!" Liu Xing saw the time was almost right, so he switched from a defensive formation to an offensive one. He placed the seriously injured at the center of the gears, while the others were distributed around the periphery, extending forward to attack the enemy.

Faced with the stranglehold of the Death Corps, the Hehuan Sect's equally powerful opponents could still resist, but the monks of the subordinate Xuanyin Sect and Xueyan Sect seemed vulnerable. They were far inferior in terms of the quality of their magic weapons and the strength of their skills. Therefore, faced with the stranglehold of the gear array, they had basically no power to resist.

Often, the demonic monks would try their best and manage to withstand the attack of the front gear, but they would be seriously injured, and before they could escape, they would be attacked by the rear gear and their heads and bodies would be separated.

Initially, the enemy and our forces were evenly matched, but the Death Squad became the biggest wild card. Without the restraint of the Hehuan Sect's troops, the Qianji Sect's Death Squad's gear array was unstoppable. Like a giant meat grinder, it relentlessly harvested the enemy's lives. From afar, it resembled the eye of a tornado, sweeping in all directions, annihilating any enemy it touched.

"Great! Liu Xing didn't disappoint me, he fought beautifully!" Wu Chang of the Righteous Command laughed heartily. The Qianji Sect's disciples had defeated the Hehuan Sect's disciples, wiping out over half the enemy, achieving a significant victory. They were now expanding their gains, harvesting the lives of the Demonic Sect's troops, gradually breaking the stalemate, and the balance of victory was slowly tilting towards the Righteous Alliance.