Chapter 2379: Counterattack, Taiyang Clan Support

"Now I am in command of this battle. Everyone must obey orders. Those who disobey will be killed without mercy, and those who perform meritorious deeds will be heavily rewarded."

Liu Qingfeng's voice was filled with a chilling aura, and his stern gaze swept over Wang Changsheng and the others.

Upon hearing this, the cultivators present stirred. They hadn't expected Liu Qingfeng to become the commander in just one day.

Most of the cultivators present belonged to the Cold Flame Sect. Liu Tianyan and others all looked towards Bai Ruohan and Li Qingyue.

Bai Ruohan nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist Liu has just been transferred back from the front line. He severely wounded a Fusion-Stage cultivator of the Yaksha tribe. Everyone must obey Fellow Daoist Liu's orders. This counterattack is Senior Lin's command from the Mysterious Azure Sect, and no one is to defy it."

Even working together, they couldn't defeat Liu Qingfeng, so they had no choice but to relinquish command.

"Now I will assign tasks," Liu Qingfeng ordered. "The Golden Roc tribe still has seven crucial strongholds. Junior Yang, Junior Li, Junior Sun, Junior Chen, Junior Song, Junior Ma, and Junior Ye, each of you will lead a team to attack these seven strongholds. We will strike directly towards Sky Roc Island."

Yang Xuemei frowned, surprised that Liu Qingfeng was sending her to attack one of the Golden Roc tribe's strongholds. She gave Liu Tianyan a meaningful glance.

Liu Tianyan understood, and cautiously asked, "Senior Liu, what about Fellow Daoist Wang and the others?"

"Junior Wang and the others have different arrangements," Liu Qingfeng stated with killing intent. "Anyone who dares to slack off or fight passively will be severely punished." He had dispatched disciples from Zhenhai Palace to each team to supervise the battle, making it impossible for anyone to cut corners.

Yang Xuemei and the others looked at Bai Ruohan and Li Qingyue. Bai Ruohan spoke, "This battle will decide everything. None of you are allowed to slack off, understood?"

The Golden Roc tribe had managed Sky Roc Island for many years, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. They simply couldn't take Sky Roc Island; their goal was just to create a bigger spectacle and inflict more casualties on the Golden Roc tribesmen. Did they really expect to annihilate the Golden Roc tribe with just the two of them? That was unrealistic. After Liu Qingfeng joined, he naturally disapproved of their methods.

With Bai Ruohan's word, Yang Xuemei and the others dared not refuse and promptly agreed.

Wang Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, having thought he would be sent to the battlefield again.

Liu Qingfeng assigned detailed tasks to everyone. Yang Xuemei and three Void Refinement cultivators were to attack Jinjiao Island. According to intelligence, the Golden Roc tribe had three Void Refinement cultivators stationed there, and two Zhenhai Palace disciples would accompany them as supervisors. Ma Qianqian was to lead three Void Refinement cultivators to attack Zishun Island, where only two Void Refinement foreign cultivators were stationed. As long as Ma Qianqian put in the effort, taking Zishun Island would be effortless.

After assigning the tasks, the various teams departed one after another.

"Junior Wang, Junior Liu, you will stay with me; you will have tasks to complete," Liu Qingfeng instructed, looking at Liu Yumei and the other three.

He had brought thirty Void Refinement cultivators, and with the Void Refinement cultivators assembled by the Cold Flame Sect, he didn't lack Wang Changsheng and his three companions. The disciples he brought were all local faction cultivators, so naturally, he wanted to give the major credit to them. Wang Changsheng and the other three only needed to achieve minor merits, which also served as a form of protection for them. This way, Zhenhai Palace would benefit, and the local faction would also gain the larger share.

Bai Ruohan keeping Liu Tianxiao by his side was also a form of protection.

"Let's go, we're going to confront Jin Ao." Liu Qingfeng swept his sleeve, leading everyone out of the council hall and towards Sky Roc Island.

Sky Roc Island, a secret chamber.

Jin Ao was speaking with Jin Shuo, both of their expressions grim.

"This time, our Golden Roc tribe will likely face more peril than fortune," Jin Ao instructed. "If we are outmatched, you are to retreat with Elder Qing. Preserving your life is paramount. If I don't survive, run as far as you can and never return." Jin Shuo was his most promising descendant, and he hoped Jin Shuo would grow stronger.

"Ancestor, the Golden Roc tribe cannot be without you," Jin Shuo said mournfully. "Without Jin Ao, the Golden Roc tribe would collapse."

"Don't worry! This old man won't die so easily; I'm just leaving a contingency," Jin Ao whispered, his eyes filled with worry.

He took out a golden, shimmering spell plate from his embrace, cast a spell into it, and a panicked male voice suddenly rang out: "It's bad, Great Elder! The human allied forces have attacked! Multiple islands are under assault!"

"Understood, I'm coming out now," Jin Ao replied, giving the command before leaving with Jin Shuo.

Outside Sky Roc Island, Liu Qingfeng and hundreds of cultivators stood on the back of a massive blue shark. The blue shark's back had some golden spirit patterns, and its eyes were golden. It was a top-grade, sixth-rank Golden-Eyed Sawshark, Liu Qingfeng's spirit beast.

Wang Changsheng looked towards the island ahead, his gaze solemn.

Ten thousand miles away, a vast island appeared in his sight, completely enveloped by a layer of greenish light.

On Sky Roc Island, Jin Ao, Peng Zhai, and Yan Chen floated high in the sky, their gazes grim as they looked into the distance. Human cultivators had attacked multiple times, but relying on their tribal protection array, the humans hadn't gained any advantage.

"The human cultivators have reinforcements; there's another Fusion-Stage cultivator," Peng Zhai said with a frown, his eyes full of worry. Three against three, with the tribal protection array, the Golden Roc tribe could hold off the human cultivators. However, if humans could send one Fusion-Stage cultivator, they could send two, or even more. The Golden Roc tribe's protection array was a seventh-tier formation, but without further reinforcements, and with the balance of power shifting, Sky Roc Island's fall was only a matter of time.

"Attack the formation!" Liu Qingfeng commanded, shaking his sleeve. A hazy green long saber appeared in his hand. He gripped the green saber tightly, and it burst forth with dazzling green light. With a swing towards the void, a colossal, hazy green saber energy shot forth. Wherever it passed, the void tore apart, creating thick, long cracks. The seawater was sliced in half, dividing into two, creating an astonishing display of power.

Near Sky Roc Island, hazy green hurricanes suddenly appeared, rushing towards the colossal saber energy. After a tremendous roar, over a dozen green hurricanes completely dissipated. The colossal saber energy struck the golden light curtain, emitting a dull thud. Sky Roc Island swayed slightly, and Jin Ao's expression darkened.

Wang Changsheng and the others cast spells to attack Sky Roc Island, with spells and treasures successively striking the island. Jin Ao simultaneously activated the tribal protection array to defend and manipulated restrictions to attack Liu Qingfeng and the others.

The originally clear sky suddenly became overcast, with gusts of strong wind. Hazy green gales appeared on the sea surface, heading straight for Wang Changsheng and the others. The seawater churned violently, raising colossal waves that transformed into giant hands, slapping towards Wang Changsheng and the others. For a time, various magical lights illuminated the sky, colossal waves surged on the sea, and roars echoed continuously.

A streak of red light appeared on the distant horizon, swiftly flying towards their location. Before long, the red light stopped, revealing a massive Fiery Falcon. Hundreds of cultivators stood on its back, led by True Monarch Taiyang.

When the tribal war began, True Monarch Taiyang was in secluded cultivation. By the time he emerged, the human race had already started its counterattack, with various border cities like Xuanguang City and Xuanling City successfully repelling the enemy. Consequently, he could only lead his team to support the coastal areas.

"Oh, it's Senior Zhao from the Taiyang Sect.""True Monarch Taiyang is leading the team personally, haha, the Golden Roc tribe won't last much longer!""More reinforcements have arrived, excellent!"

The human cultivators were greatly encouraged, and their morale soared.