Chapter 2111: From Fake to Real

Chapter 2111 -2019: From Fake to Real

In front of the First Line Pass, the demon army fell like cut wheat, quickly turning the ground into a river of blood. Those demon warriors, reduced to cannon fodder, trembled with fear.

“How do we even fight this? It’s not even on the same level.”

A demon warrior shouted in anger.

“Where are our demon clan’s mightiest?”

“Haha, we are just cannon fodder, here to die.” Quickly, some demon warriors collapsed mentally.

Chong Xuan, stationed in the rear, watched the collapsing vanguard. Thousands of demon warriors were slaughtered. The garrison at the South Pass, almost leveled previously, was now regrouping and launching counter-attacks, swiftly reclaiming large areas outside the pass.

Before this, the garrison of the First Line Pass would deploy at most several hundred warriors, relying on the gate walls to fight defensively. But this time, emboldened by the powerful figures above them, they advanced boldly, quickly gathering thousands outside the gate, launching an offensive against the demon army’s formation.

A month’s pent-up frustration seemed to explode at this moment; the warriors of various camps at the First Line Pass were filled with fighting spirit, unleashing powerful combat prowess. Without a demon king to lead them, the demon warriors faced the assault from Ancestor Dragon City’s fighters, having their backbone snapped, and were unable to resist the advancing garrison.

A small wave of counter-attacks was swift and forceful.

At the three camps, the Three Marshals, standing at their lookout towers and observing the distant battlefield changes, remained unmoved, assuming support had come to Ancestor Dragon’s side for a strong counter-attack.

The Three Marshals didn’t suspect otherwise; instead, they watched the situation unfold, curious about Fire Phoenix camp’s response.

The Three Marshals didn’t wait long before Chong Xuan, the foremost expert in the Fire Phoenix camp except for Feng Yang, finally acted. A Xuanwu True Body appeared, instantly expanding for hundreds of meters, hovering over the demon cannon fodder like a mountain.

Chong Xuan emerged from the crowd, looking at Ancestor Dragon’s fighters opposite: “Cease your arrogance, Chong Xuan from Fire Phoenix camp is here.”

Yet Chong Xuan’s appearance did not make the opponent back down; the Asura Blade coldly retorted, “Heh, as a Xuanwu Bloodline, you’ve allied with the Candle Dragon Demon Country? Does the Xuanwu Clan know?”

“Although I bear the Xuanwu Bloodline, I never awakened it. Until I met my benefactor Feng Yang, who enabled my bloodline awakening; Lord Feng Yang bestowed upon me a rebirth’s grace.”

“Regarding the Xuanwu Clan, although allied with your Ancestor Dragon City, to me, a discarded Xuanwu, this alliance is as worthless as paper.”

“Fire Phoenix camp is Lord Feng Yang’s effort, and I will protect it.”

“Where is the Fire Phoenix Army.”

After speaking, Chong Xuan shouted, and in the next moment, demon warriors within the demon army who underwent Phoenix Flame Refinement erupted with demonic power.

The demonic power of these demon warriors was unique, having been refined by the Phoenix Flame and imprinted in their demon bloodlines, thus inherently possessing Phoenix Flame attributes.

Accompanied by the surge of these thousands upon thousands of Fire Phoenix soldiers, they flowed through the demon cannon fodder toward the frontline. With the Xuanwu armor bestowed by the descending Xuanwu True Body reinforcing them, the previously pushed back demon cannon fodder stabilized their lines.

“Lord Feng Yang is absent, but we must carry the Fire Phoenix banner, Fire Phoenix Army, battle with me.” Chong Xuan shouted, then charged directly at the Asura Blade, Wind God Sword, and Ancestor Dragon’s fighters.

“Fight, fight, fight.”

Chong Xuan’s encouragement instantly ignited the battle spirit of over ten thousand Fire Phoenix soldiers, their fighting spirit transforming into flames, quickly infecting those around them. Previously scattered military morale suddenly coalesced due to Chong Xuan’s words.

Then, over ten thousand Fire Phoenix soldiers clashed directly with the garrison caught in a frenzy, equally motivated, creating a fiercely balanced battle outside the gate.

In the sky above, Chong Xuan faced Ancestor Dragon City’s numerous Golden Core Perfect warriors head-on—the Asura Blade’s bloody Sword Energy swept across the sky like a rainbow, tearing the sky, forming blood clouds overhead.

The Wind God Sword churned up thousands of Sword Qi, converging straight into a Sword Array dragon; the Sword Qi flashing with green light formed dragon scales, equally charged with killing intent toward Chong Xuan.

Chong Xuan, consumed by the Xuanwu True Body, endured Ancestor Dragon’s intense attacks. For a moment, the scene was thunderous, the aftershocks of combat felt by the three camps located over several dozen li away.

This battle was no facade, nor a show.

It was a sincere fight with real weapons; the carriers of the Wind God Sword and Asura Blade knew some inner details, initially intending to go easy, but receiving Chong Xuan’s message to fight earnestly, they quickly understood—the Xuanwu Bloodline was indeed resilient—immediately unleashing their various ultimate moves.

“Lord Chong Xuan.”

“The human clan is truly shameless, resorting to fighting in turns.”

Below, pushed to the rear, the demon cannon fodder raised their eyes watching this perilous battle; seeing the human side from four-on-one earlier to six-on-one now, emotions ran high.

“The human clan may be despicable, but where are our demon clan’s strongest? Why aren’t the Three Marshals fighting? Why isn’t our Demon King fighting?”

Among the demon crowd, Shi Xing lamented furiously.

“Why is Fire Phoenix Army being targeted by the Three Marshals, as if they wish us total destruction?”

Countless accusations, faced with the dire combat overhead, these demon warriors questioned themselves, why?

We are all demons, why?

Reflecting on what companions said last night—it was because the Fire Phoenix Clan was once the demon overlord, once an existence alongside the Candle Dragon Demon Emperor, thus the Demon Country wouldn’t tolerate the Fire Phoenix Clan.

Just like them, the demon warriors, no matter how hard they struggled, were relegated to the bottom tier, ultimately deemed cannon fodder and sent to die.

Why?

They finally found a chance to change; Lord Feng Yang’s Phoenix Flame could refine bloodlines, help them grow stronger, and strength meant changing fate.

But now the Three Marshals were sending them to die, threatening their future.

Anger burned within, along with accumulated resentment.

The battle was chaotic and intense, countless Fire Phoenix soldiers lost, but fortunately, there were wise leaders in the First Line Pass garrison, aware that today’s spectacle was drawing to a close.

After all, continuing to fight would mean more casualties—not ideal, affecting future plans.

The First Line Pass side rang the gongs.

Golden Core Perfects intervened, isolating the battlefield below, and the garrison withdrew, carrying their fallen comrades’ bodies toward the First Line Pass.

“Old turtle, it’s enough for today, we’ll continue tomorrow. If I don’t break your turtle shell, I’ll retire my Asura Blade.”

With a few fierce words, Ancestor Dragon City’s fighters retreated leisurely.

Twilight hadn’t fallen.

The Fire Phoenix Army was also too exhausted to continue fighting; their most elite, over ten thousand Fire Phoenix soldiers, suffered heavy losses, with half dead or wounded, bodies scattered outside the pass—a tragic sight of fallen demons numbering one or two tens of thousands.

Watching the garrison retreat from the First Line Pass, the demon warriors of the Fire Phoenix Army were too drained to pursue, yet the hearts of all demons had transformed completely.

“Should I congratulate you? This battle has solidified the Fire Phoenix Army.” Ouyang Tianshu turned to Li Feng.

This young man is truly worthy of being a Martial Strategy Hall commander; he forged a personal army in his own unique way.

An army composed of demon warriors.