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

The humans' defense, overly dispersed, was broken down piecemeal by the Skeleton Army, forcing them to retreat. Chen Gong remained calm and composed, while the other Nascent Soul-level monsters were on edge. Many of their former territories had been lost, leaving them with a difficult position to establish themselves in the future.

That day, the Yuanying elders gathered again at the Qianshan Islands, jointly requesting Chen Gong to convene a military meeting to jointly formulate tactical strategies. The Qianshan Islands, formerly the headquarters of the Righteous Path Alliance, had apparently become the capital of the Chaos Nation, with the Ministry of National Defense established there. The Transmission Hall had not yet officially opened, and the elites were still engaged in fierce battles with the Skeleton Army on the front lines, temporarily unable to escape. However, through persuasion and cunning, Chen Gong had managed to gather most of the inherited techniques and related manuals from various sects. Although they were copies, they did not affect his ability to study the techniques. Liu Xing was overjoyed to finally have so many manuals in his possession. He handed over the management of the Baiyi Hall to his senior sister and immersed himself in the sea of ​​books, ignoring worldly affairs.

Nangong Yan had no choice but to control her cultivation to the peak of the late Jindan stage and appear in front of this group of technicians. However, with her master-level level, she was more than capable of managing and guiding these people.

"Chairman Chen, please help us find a solution! Our army is losing ground, a large amount of territory has been lost, and the army has suffered heavy casualties." At the military meeting, the Yuanying bosses cried one by one.

"Didn't I help you to hold back the Skeleton Army's Level 10 Great Demon King Kong? Your overall strength is no worse than that of the demon clan, so how come you still can't win?" Chen Gong asked in feigned surprise.

"Chairman, you don't know that our country has a vast territory and our military forces are too dispersed, which led to them being defeated one by one." The Yuanyings all blushed with shame, and someone stood up to explain.

"In that case, how about we concentrate the monk army on the three islands of Jinsha, Menglai and Kuzhu, and concentrate our superior forces to fight a decisive battle with the Skeleton Army?" asked Chen Gong.

"This..." The Yuanyings hesitated. It was not that a decisive battle was not good, but that withdrawing troops meant giving up most of the other territories, many of which were their bases. This made the Yuanyings feel conflicted.

"You guys discuss it. I'll go and rest for a while. Once we have a conclusion, we can discuss the deployment of troops." After saying this, Chen Gong turned around and went to the back hall, happily chatting with Nangong Yan.

"Chairman~" The Yuanyings looked at each other, watching Chen Gong walk away in a huff. They were all speechless at the way he acted as a hands-off boss.

"Everyone, let's first discuss the feasibility of the three major campaigns. Once we have a thorough discussion, we'll ask the Chairman to make the final decision."

"We've held several military meetings before, and the chairman has always suggested we concentrate our forces and engage in a decisive battle with the Skeleton Army. However, everyone has their own concerns, so we haven't made up our minds on these occasions."

"Yes, if this continues, we will have no choice but to watch our human race suffer heavy casualties and lose our territory."

"We also have our own difficulties. We cannot easily abandon our base camp. Otherwise, how can we face our ancestors?"

"At this critical moment, we should put the overall situation first and unite to achieve victory. You are still guarding your own little things.

"If we abandon our base camp, the loss will be too great. Does the country have a compensation plan?"

"Hmph, the country is in crisis, and you're still thinking about compensation! Then just cling to your precious land and wait for the demon tribe to wipe you out!"

"you!"

This kind of noisy scene has been experienced many times in the past year. Chen Gong is not anxious at all. King Kong is cooperating with him to squeeze the human territory bit by bit. He knows that these Yuanyings will eventually surrender. It is just a matter of time.

In order to completely control the Chaos Kingdom, one must not only master the resources and the inheritance of martial arts, but also break the territorial consciousness and break up the aristocratic families. This requires war to force them to move, destroy their base camp, and then the country will redeploy them and defeat the old forces before a new society can be established.

The crux of the dispute was compensation, a question Chen Gong refused to budge on. He was already trying to deal with these old forces, so he still wanted compensation. It was impossible.

"Report! Canghai Island has fallen and the Canghai Sect has been completely wiped out!" Suddenly, bad news came.

"Ah!" A powerful Yuanying stage cultivator shouted, blood spurting from his mouth, his eyes were red and bloodshot.

"Master Canghai, please be patient and don't hurt yourself. The demon clan is hateful, we will definitely help you get revenge!" Others hurried to comfort the leader of Canghai Sect.

Canghai Shangren was one of the hardliners who refused to abandon their base camp. Whether this was intentional on the part of the Skeleton Army remains unknown. Everyone felt sorry for him now that he had met such a fate. The other diehards, having learned from their previous experience, finally gave in.

"Everyone, we can't delay any longer! Do you want to become the next Canghai Sect?"

"Okay then, we agree." The Yuanyings agreed painfully, expressing deep concern for the future of the sect or family.

So Chen Gong was invited out again.

"Fellow Daoist Canghai, please accept my condolences. Our Chaos Nation will definitely drive out the Skeleton Army and avenge the Canghai Sect!" After Chen Gong came out, he pretended to comfort him.

"Thank you, Chairman. I am willing to be the vanguard in the three major battles and swear to wipe out all the demons!" Master Canghai swore fiercely.

"Okay, okay, Master, please rest first. I will give you a chance to take revenge!"

"Since everyone has agreed to the three major campaigns, let's begin. Do you have a plan for how to allocate the troops?"

"Yes, we are ready..."

So in the end everyone worked out a plan to join forces, Chen Gong finally made the final decision, and the Yuanyings began to withdraw from the organization.

Seeing the human islands give up resistance, the Skeleton Army immediately pursued them relentlessly, pressing them to the three islands. King Kong also followed the plan discussed with Chen Gong and divided his troops into three groups, attacking Jinsha, Menglai, and Kuzhu Islands respectively. Thus, the confrontation of the three major battles was formed.

When the human monk army gathered at the three islands, built fortifications, and set up a large formation, they finally stabilized their position. The skeleton army also set up camp not far from the three islands, with dozens of skeleton ships deployed on each island, which was magnificent!

Both armies flew banners, their atmosphere thick with murderous intent. The Skeleton Army adhered to strict discipline and appeared well-trained. The human monks, a hastily assembled force from various warlords, appeared disorganized and disorganized. The demon invasion had come so quickly, leaving the human monks with no time to prepare and train their armies. Now that their forces were concentrated, the drawbacks of their independent operations were finally apparent. The Nascent Soul masters held several more military conferences before finally deciding on a commander and the respective responsibilities. Then, they hastily organized the monks for military training. Accustomed to freedom, the monks were uneasy about being forced to obey strict orders. Some, unable to bear it, resisted, only to be executed on the spot, thus enforcing compliance. Desperate times call for desperate measures; reasoning is futile. Sharpen your weapons before the battle; even if you're not quick, you'll be sharp. After approximately three months of rest and training, they finally managed to resemble soldiers.