Chapter 1818: Distribution of Tasks

“Therefore, I will now cultivate you into an even more formidable threat. This way, with the two of us sharing the burden of their attacks, we eliminate any variables. Long Kun and Qing Ya, you have only one mission: to ensure the safety of these women and children. As for the task of elimination, leave that to the two of us.”

As Xu Yang spoke, he smiled at the incredibly exquisite, War God-level talent infant in his arms. Then, his trusting gaze fell upon the female Assassin God standing nearby.

The moment his eyes met hers, the last line of defense deep within her heart seemed to completely crumble, swayed by his charisma.

The female Assassin God finally understood that only by following Xu Yang could she find the true meaning of her existence.

The next moment, she decisively cast aside the two long whips in her hands and firmly grasped the Twin Swords of Lingering Affection.

Two incredibly powerful sword souls, one red and one blue, the moment they touched the female Assassin God’s hands, infused her with an unprecedented aura of slaughter.

Her eyes turned blood-red at that moment, but Xu Yang knew clearly that no matter how terrifying the combat power she unleashed was, this woman was no longer like before, without an independent soul. Even if her desire for slaughter was intense, she was now a person with a soul. She understood and had the ability to control this killing intent.

Once the Twin Swords of Lingering Affection were unleashed, they presented an ultimate test of both the physical and spiritual strength of their wielder. The reason Xu Yang temporarily entrusted these two swords to the female Assassin God was because he believed in her strength and her formidable will.

A woman who could break free on her own from such an almost desperate seal gave Xu Yang every reason to believe she would not disappoint him.

Indeed, after receiving the spiritual augmentation from the two swords, the female Assassin God was like a tiger descending a mountain, suddenly endowed with wings. No battlefield target could pose a real threat to her anymore.

The power of the Twin Swords of Lingering Affection fully erupted under the female Assassin God’s command. Her figure instantly flickered, and she charged into the encirclement of thousands of figures formed by the Sacrificial Spirits.

As she surged left and right, each time she unleashed the incredibly powerful sword gleams from her hands, she caused widespread devastation. Soon, more than half of the Sacrificial Spirit warriors locked onto the female Assassin God.

During this time, Xu Yang’s battlefield pressure was reduced by more than half. For him, who was already incredibly powerful, it effectively halved the 'game difficulty.'

Consequently, every subsequent move Xu Yang made became incredibly relaxed. He no longer had to worry about the defenseless women behind him being targeted by these mysterious Sacrificial Spirit powerhouses.

Each time the Cold Spring Artifact in his hand was wielded, it could take the lives of over a dozen Sacrificial Spirit warriors. However, Xu Yang soon discovered that the source of power hidden beneath the Sacrificial Spirits' cloaks was their true weakness.

“Find a way to remove their cloaks. That way, their Sacrificial Spirit marks will be exposed. Once their marks are shattered, the power within these combat machines will completely destabilize, and they will no longer pose any threat to you.”

The female Assassin God's voice echoed in his mind once again, and Xu Yang's combat strategy became even clearer.

As expected, the next moment Xu Yang stepped into the air, standing proudly in the void, and unhesitatingly unleashed his most powerful Law of Light.

Each golden ray of light, shining upon the earth and descending upon the Sacrificial Spirits’ bodies, could completely dissolve their cloaks into nothingness in an extremely short time.

This was because Xu Yang’s control over the power of light was now genuinely perfect, without any discernible flaws. Even the minutest golden gleam emanating from him could carry Xu Yang’s faintest trace of soul power. It became an embodiment of Xu Yang’s spiritual will.

Thus, while these lights appeared to indiscriminately blanket the battlefield, in reality, each ray specifically targeted and attacked the Sacrificial Spirits’ cloaks.

The moment they touched the cloaks, the golden lights instantly melted them, turning the Sacrificial Spirits’ sole barrier, used to suppress and cover their internal marks, into ashes in an instant.

Burning their cloaks was equivalent to shattering their strongest defense.

Deprived of their cloaks, the Sacrificial Spirits clearly lost control emotionally. They began to roar wildly, and their emotions became erratic.

It was precisely because of this that the outlines of their perfectly hidden marks began to gradually materialize on their bodies. These blue marks represented the energy within them.

But how could Xu Yang possibly miss any opportunity to shatter their marks? The next moment, Xu Yang pointed a finger towards the sky above, and an increasing number of sword gleams began to appear, coalescing from his aura.

In fact, the Path of Eternal Swordsmanship was already the strongest manifestation of Xu Yang’s current mastery in swordsmanship. As long as his spiritual power stirred even slightly, all sword energy would rapidly converge under his guidance, then launch an attack towards the thousands of Sacrificial Spirit powerhouses below.

Although the scattered Eternal Sword Gleams did not possess the terrifying destructive power one might imagine, their greatest advantage lay in how easily they could be condensed.

For a powerhouse of Xu Yang’s caliber, countless sword gleams could instantly materialize across the sky with a single thought. If one wave of attack couldn't completely eliminate the Sacrificial Spirits, then another wave would follow.

At this moment, Xu Yang appeared like a Sword God standing proudly in the void. With a mere flick of his finger, vast numbers of Sacrificial Spirit warriors, who stood in their way, were reduced to corpses.

Meanwhile, the women cradling their children also seemed to see the radiance emanating from the incredibly majestic young man in the void.

These women had quietly come to view Xu Yang as the object of their faith for survival. Xu Yang was their true god, someone who, despite the differences between empires and nations, strove for freedom for the lowest strata of people, those with no perceived value. If such a person could not become an object of faith, it would perhaps be the greatest tragedy for an entire civilization.

Fortunately, Xu Yang became these women’s faith, and allowed them to witness the true power of light. He made these defenseless women understand that in such a world, if their hearts became utterly fragile, they would undoubtedly fall into an endless abyss.

And the end of that abyss would not simply be the loss of their right to live; it would also involve the future of the newborn infants in their arms. Even if not for themselves, they had to persevere and become strong for the sake of the tiny lives they held.