A lightning strike transmigrated Zu An into another world. In that world, he was known as the tr*sh of Brightmoon City, but for some reason, he was married to the gorgeous and highly talented daugh...
"This is really the end!" Ji Dengtu's face turned deathly pale.
"What's wrong? Didn't Brother Zu have the upper hand just now?" Ji Xiaoxi asked, puzzled.
Ji Dengtu smiled bitterly: "No matter how high one's personal cultivation level is, when facing a massive army, the opponent's attack and defense become extremely terrifying under the enhancement of various formations. Therefore, the world's recognized cultivators are all restrained by a large army. Only those as strong as Zhao Hao can be somewhat unafraid of an army. But the army under the command of this war priest is no ordinary army either."
Even from a distance, he could still feel the suffocating sense of oppression.
The aura emanating from each soldier was close to that of an eighth-rank master in this world, and those generals were even more than grandmasters. How could such a powerful army exist in the world?
It should be noted that even the most elite army in this world only has soldiers with strength of around the fourth rank, and many of them are not even cultivators; they are merely brave and fierce.
After all, once you break through to the fifth rank, many people can choose to become minor officials in local areas. Who would stay in the army as a lowly soldier?
The result was that everyone in the army in front of them was of the eighth rank or above. How could they possibly fight them?
"Oh no, then isn't Brother Zu in danger!" Ji Xiaoxi exclaimed with great worry. "Father, why don't we use poison to help him?"
While poison is not very effective against top-tier experts, it is perfect for group attacks.
Ji Dengtu shook his head slightly: "It would be difficult to use poison under these circumstances, and these troops on the other side do not seem to be living beings, so poison would probably be ineffective against them."
"What should we do?" Ji Xiaoxi was so anxious she almost jumped up.
Ji Dengtu gave Zu An's retreating figure a deep look: "We can only see if that kid has any other tricks up his sleeve."
From the very beginning, this kid has given him too many unexpected surprises. I wonder if he has any more tricks up his sleeve this time.
At this moment, Zuan surveyed the dark mass of troops: "Is this your domain?"
He was also assessing the situation of these troops, but unfortunately they were not undead creatures, otherwise it would have been much easier for him to deal with them.
I don't know how he formed such a powerful domain. With such a powerful army at the same level, wouldn't the enemy be at his mercy?
"Domain? So that's what your world calls it. But it doesn't matter. As a war formation priest, countless races and nations from all over the world pray to me whenever there is war. I bless them to victory, and in return, I take a portion of their soul power. It took countless years to forge my invincible military formation."
The war priest wasn't in a hurry to attack; looking at his mighty and powerful army, he felt immense pride. This was the pinnacle of his life's work, and to not properly showcase it was like wearing fine clothes in the dark.
"So it was an evil god." Zuan nodded to himself. In his memory, Eastern civilizations often offered sacrifices to the heavens and prayed to the emperor before battle, while the Western world had a goddess of war or a war god. He had never heard of any war sacrifices before. It must be a being worshipped by some unknown world.
So what exactly is it, a god?
"How dare you offend me! I'll make you taste the pain of being trampled by a thousand horses!" The war priest sneered, took out a flag with his middle hand, and waved it at Zaun.
The once quiet army on the ground immediately roared. The cavalry on both sides began to charge, and the infantry square in the middle pressed their spears forward and began to run rapidly. The sound of their footsteps made the ground tremble. The sheer force of their momentum was enough to make the enemy despair.
Ji Dengtu's face turned pale. He shielded his daughter behind him and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Xi, I'll see if there's a chance to send you out of this world. When that happens, run as fast as you can and don't look back. Once you're out, go find your aunt. She'll take care of you in the future."
As the second teacher of the academy, how could he not have some trump cards up his sleeve? It's just that those would come at the cost of his life.
Sensing his dying words, Ji Xiaoxi hurriedly said, "Father, if we're going to go, we'll go together."
Seeing his daughter's anxious expression, Ji Dengtu was greatly relieved to see that she was not only concerned about that brat surnamed Zu, but also remembered her as her father.
"Little Xi, it's already a blessing that one of you can leave under these circumstances. When the time comes, you must not waste the opportunity that Zu and your father have fought for for you. Bring the information back to the human race so that everyone can prepare."
Worried that his daughter might act on emotion and not run away, Ji Dengtu added the concept of racial righteousness.
As expected, Ji Xiaoxi immediately felt a heavy weight on her shoulders. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she nodded through gritted teeth: "Yes, I will definitely take the intelligence out!"
At this moment, the war priest in the air burst into laughter: "Trying to leave? No one can escape my invincible army!"
The entire space belonged to his domain, and nothing that happened within it could escape his notice.
"Hmph, I'd like to give it a try." Ji Dengtu took a deep breath, a resolute glint flashing in his eyes, and his aura began to rise gradually.
At this moment, Zu'an's voice interrupted him: "Let me go first."
He sensed that something was wrong with the other party's current state, just like when Chu Yan used a forbidden move to perish together with the opponent back then.
Why do all the cultivators in this world have similar methods? Are they all courting death?
Chu Yan was able to save herself using that method, but how could I save Ji Dengtu, a man?
Ji Dengtu was taken aback. Sensing the calmness in his tone, he subconsciously nodded: "Alright, you go first."
By this time, the massive army had already advanced more than halfway, and it wouldn't be long before they completely overwhelmed the group.
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