Sparks flew, chains shattered, and Zhou Yan staggered back two or three steps before steadying himself.
However, he was unharmed, and the war halberd in his hand also suffered no damage.
The Trapped Formation Camp and the demon race'så¼‚é” (yi mo) clashed, fighting a fierce and inseparable battle.
Zhou Yan had no intention of intervening. Instead, he watched quietly.
He knew that the soldiers of the Trapped Formation Camp had to hone their combat skills. Only through constant struggle on the battlefield could they improve.
Zhou Yan did not intervene, but instead observed the combat techniques of the Trapped Formation Camp with great interest.
These soldiers' coordination was skillful, their moves sharp, and their teamwork seamless, which caught his eye.
"These soldiers coordinate so well. The distance between them is perfectly judged, and they watch out for each other. Such combat prowess is truly masterful."
Zhou Yan praised internally.
This was the Trapped Formation Camp's most crucial secret weapon - the [Military Formation]!
All soldiers of the Trapped Formation Camp understood how to use the [Military Formation].
Using the [Military Formation], they could condense their power to a terrifying degree, cooperating with each other, excelling in both offense and defense, and their combat strength soared!
"The will of the trapped formation is to die without retreat!"
Zhou Yan took a deep breath, his heart filled with heroism.
"Kill!"
The soldiers of the Trapped Formation Camp let out a collective roar, their momentum vast, like tigers roaring in the mountains, resounding throughout the entire area, their spirit reaching the heavens!
"Bang bang bang..."
The battle was incredibly intense.
Mo Ao, as a Divine General, possessed immense strength. Each claw strike could shatter a piece of hard rock, leaving a huge pit.
Its strength was extraordinarily powerful; it could easily shatter a thousand-meter-tall mountain.
However, against the Trapped Formation Camp, it was completely at a disadvantage. Its body was covered in wounds, and blood dripped profusely.
The Trapped Formation Camp's coordination was seamless, their combat experience rich, and their offense and defense orderly, inspiring dread.
Mo Ao's attacks were somehow unable to harm them.
Mo Ao felt panic. In this situation, it was gradually falling into a disadvantage.
On the other side, the demonic beasts under Mo Ao's command were also retreating steadily, unable to stop the Trapped Formation Camp.
After all, this was the Trapped Formation Camp.
"Retreat!"
"Quick, we're not their match!"
Many demonic beasts became timid and fled.
"Roar!"
Mo Ao let out a mournful cry. Tears flowed from its eyes, and it stared at the Trapped Formation Camp with unconcealed unwillingness.
Then, it raised its head and roared, its voice extremely shrill, carrying a sense of determination, as if seeking permission from certain entities.
"Rumble..."
Suddenly, a terrifying aura appeared, dimming the heavens and earth.
"This... this is a Divine General realm expert!"
Zhou Yan's pupils contracted, revealing a look of dread.
A figure slowly crawled out from the depths of the mine. It exuded a strange purple light, as if draped in a thin veil, making it indistinct.
However, around it, hundreds of zhang-sized dark vortexes swirled, emitting a terrifying devouring power.
"Netherworld Hound King, this is a peak Divine General Netherworld Hound King!"
The Netherworld Hound King's strength was considered extremely terrifying.
The Netherworld Hound King roared, and the dark vortexes around it suddenly expanded, sweeping towards the Trapped Formation Camp.
Within the dark vortexes, ferocious wolf heads appeared, lunging out with bared teeth and claws, moving with great speed, carrying an eerie ghostly aura.
"Damn it!"
The soldiers of the Trapped Formation Camp cursed and hurriedly resisted.
"Puff puff puff!"
However, the power of those dark vortexes was too terrifying. In the blink of an eye, many soldiers were torn apart by the vortexes.
"Hahaha, Trapped Formation Camp, leave these trash to me."
Mo Ao shouted maniacally and charged towards the Trapped Formation Camp, intending to annihilate them.
"Thirteen energy cannons, fire simultaneously!"
Zhou Yan, staring at the suddenly reversed situation, let out a cold laugh. "You want to touch my Trapped Formation Camp? No way!"
"Boom!"
Thirteen brilliant golden energy beams instantly shot out, carrying terrifying fluctuations, piercing through the void and blasting towards Mo Ao.
"What?"
Mo Ao was greatly shocked and quickly dodged, but it was still a step too slow. It was hit by one of the energy beams, let out a miserable cry, and half of its body was blown apart.
Its body tumbled violently, blood spraying out, staining the ground red.
"Awoo..."
Mo Ao wailed, its cry piercing.
"Damn it! How can they be so strong?"
"These humans haven't even ascended to the true Divine Man realm yet!"
"Could these humans' talents surpass those of the demon race?"
The demonic beasts were terrified and fled in droves.
They were afraid.
These humans could actually suppress a Divine General realm demonic beast.
If not for Mo Ao's formidable strength, it would have likely perished long ago.
"Kill these beasts!"
The soldiers of the Trapped Formation Camp shouted, fighting bravely, not sparing their lives.
They were the top experts of the human race, and even in death, they would drag these demonic beasts down with them.
"Roar!"
Mo Ao roared, its eyes bloodshot and filled with madness.
It knew that if this continued, it would eventually be worn down by these humans.
At that time, it would surely die.
Therefore, it chose to perish together.
"Boom!"
Its body suddenly expanded, becoming several zhang tall, like an iron tower, its aura surging.
This was the price of burning its lifespan!
Its momentum instantly climbed to its peak, its strength increasing tenfold, reaching even the peak of the Divine General realm!
In this state, Mo Ao possessed the strength to crush peak Divine General realm experts!
"Die!"
Mo Ao roared and swatted down, instantly stirring up a gale that sent several Trapped Formation Camp soldiers flying.
"Kill!"
The soldiers of the Trapped Formation Camp shouted and, following Zhou Yan, charged forward again.
"Boom boom boom..."
The two sides engaged in a fierce battle.
Although Mo Ao was at the peak of the Divine General realm, it was old and frail. After a brief period of glory, it eventually weakened.
The soldiers of the Trapped Formation Camp, though their cultivation was far inferior to Mo Ao's, had the advantage of being well-trained and having tight coordination.
Mo Ao's strength was rapidly diminished.
"Bang bang bang..."
One gaping hole after another appeared on Mo Ao's body, blood gushing out and dyeing the ground red.
"Crack!"
Mo Ao's bones snapped, its skin cracked, and blood splattered.
Its momentum faltered, and it died from exhaustion.
"Huff..."
The soldiers of the Trapped Formation Camp panted heavily and collapsed onto the ground.
This great battle had been too arduous!
"Brothers, we won! We won!"
"We took down this peak Divine General realm demonic beast and achieved victory, hahaha..."
The many soldiers of the Trapped Formation Camp rejoiced, unable to contain their cheers, their faces beaming with relief.
They had paid a heavy price, faced grave danger, and ultimately achieved victory. This feeling was truly wonderful.
"Good, all soldiers, rest for a while, and we will continue to the mine. The demon race is dead, and the mine belongs to us!"
Zhou Yan was overjoyed and immediately gave the order, leading the Trapped Formation Camp to continue exploring the mine.
...
Within the mine shaft, Zhou Yan and Gao Shun fought side by side, defeating waves after waves of demonic beasts.