However, Jiang Yuan boldly put this into practice during the war. He believed that the battle between two armies was never about individual strength. Unless one possessed the strength of a supreme god, the outcome would still be determined by war.

"Holy Demon Wings, Movement Technique".

Jiang Yuan suddenly increased his speed, along with the vanguard troops. These vanguard soldiers were all suicide soldiers who were willing to sacrifice their lives for their race, so their speed did not decrease, even though the opponent had super strength.

Even if a moth flies into a flame, it can still extinguish the flame with its life.

With a whoosh, the Dark Star army's cone formation pierced straight into the ranks of the hundred-man army. People kept falling at the hands of the ninth-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, but no one retreated. With the spirit of fighting to the death to take a piece of the enemy's flesh, the Dark Star camp broke through the battle formation of the War Camp for the first time.

"Self-destruct!"

At the command, Jiang Yuan's eyes showed respect. He saw the Dark Star soldiers who had just fought alongside him and bravely killed the enemy activate the Dark Seed within their bodies and explode directly in the war camp.

The vanguard of the Dark Star Army consisted mostly of young men who, in the prime of their lives, transformed into a dazzling flame, burning their lives to the fullest.

"kill!"

The self-destruction of the vanguard provided the best opportunity for the follow-up troops of the third wave of attack. Under the shroud of dark power, countless phantoms swept out from the battle formation; they were assassins from the Dark Star army.

Faced with an overwhelming force like a hundred men, these assassins could only unleash their strongest attack and then silently await their death. For these all-out attack assassins, being exposed meant certain death. But this was war, and their deaths could bring victory, so even their suicidal attacks held no regrets.

The deaths of assassins may seem insignificant, but even the smallest drop of water can wear away a stone, let alone these powerful figures.

At the point of attack by the assassins, the first hundred men's defenses were breached, and countless attacks followed, overwhelming them instantly.

The Dark Star faction killed hundreds of thousands of people before finally killing their first hundred men. The casualty ratio was so exaggerated that it didn't look like a war at all. But there was no other way; given the huge disparity in strength, they could only compensate with human lives.

Looking at the results of the battle, Jiang Yuan fell into deep thought. He understood this spirit of sacrificing one's life. This was a battle song written with life, sung for other comrades and future generations.

The first of the hundred men to die enraged, and his fierce attacks continued to fall on the third wave of the Dark Star camp. People kept dying in the tens of thousands of charging troops, and the entire vanguard was immediately reduced to more than half dead or wounded.

If things continue at this pace, Jiang Yuan and his men will be wiped out before they can even complete their third assault.

"Kill the Nascent Soul cultivator!"

A murderous intent surged in Jiang Yuan's heart as he tried to turn the tide of the battle. Now, his only hope was to kill one of the hundred members of the enemy force. The Dark Star camp had only managed to exchange hundreds of thousands of elite troops for one of their opponents. Although their fighting spirit was high, this record left these desperate people with no hope of victory.

If things continue like this, it's only a matter of time before the Dark Star faction collapses. Therefore, they need an inspiring counterattack, a counterattack that will awaken their fighting spirit.

"Xiaoyu, use your soul energy to control the ninety-third person in the war faction."

Jiang Yuan spoke calmly and collectedly. He was the only one among the hundred men to be pulled out by the Dark Star camp, and the last one to be killed happened to be ranked ninety-second. Therefore, using the ninety-third man as a breakthrough point was the fastest way.

"good!"

An Xiaoyu regained control of the Heavenly Demon Body, and the Nine-Colored Sparrow Feather, which had just been shattered, reappeared, its power fully condensed, solely for targeting Number Ninety-Three.

"The Secret of Bones!"

With the Immortal Shield and Bone Secret on his body, a long spear emanating a terrifying blood aura pierced the sky. Almost simultaneously, countless sparrow feathers merged into one, their target aimed directly at number ninety-three of the Hundred.

Ninety percent of the hundred men were male, and number ninety-three was also male. The Nine-Colored Sparrow Feather's double true damage maximized the charm effect of the Heavenly Charm Body until that spear fell.

One man, with a gun, charged at one of the hundred men. Even though this man was just an ordinary soldier among the hundred men, neither a centurion nor a deputy, this moment was still a highlight of the battlefield.

In this battle, whose outcome was predetermined and had been rehearsed countless times, there had been no unexpected changes for a long time. So when Jiang Yuan charged alone towards the hundred-man army, the entire battlefield seemed to stand still.

"puff!"

The spear pierced his body, and the blood dragon roared.

With the will of his soldiers, Jiang Yuan pierced through number ninety-three. At that moment, a scene appeared in Jiang Yuan's eyes: a void figure merging into the darkness.

“I used to think that gods were omnipotent. Now, however, I cannot undo the sins and regrets of the past.”

The ethereal figure murmured softly, not as if speaking to Jiang Yuan, but rather as if conversing with the world itself.

"Dark Star Supreme?"

Jiang Yuan used the cycle of reincarnation to communicate with that ethereal figure.

"I never imagined that someone in later generations would be able to communicate with me!"

The ethereal figure chuckled softly, followed by boundless madness. He pointed at Jiang Yuan, seemingly insane, and said, "If you can win this battle for me, I, Mo Ling, will follow you forever!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black sphere landed in front of Jiang Yuan, and the battlefield returned to normal.

With a hiss, Number Ninety-Three fell. Jiang Yuan killed a ninth-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator on this virtual battlefield. Although he relied on the immense battle spirit of the Dark Star Faction, it was still an undeniable leap forward.