This time, the axes and shields didn't last long before they all exploded. A giant Arhat next to Gao Chong was half-crippled by him and fled across the moat in a panic. Gao Chong's figure also shrank back to normal.
He ignored the fleeing fellow and instead jumped into another battle to besiege the giant Arhats. As the battle continued, the giant Arhats gradually lost their fighting ability and began to retreat one after another.
They retreated across the moat and, once outside the range of the divine soldiers' firepower in front of Gale Fortress, collapsed to the ground, reverting to their original forms as demon generals. They then hurriedly leaped onto the clouds and joined the aerial battle. Before long, the area in front of Gale Fortress finally quieted down.
Having repelled the last giant Arhat, Gao Chong did not rest for a moment. He raised his spear and pointed it to the sky, his figure suddenly rising higher, and a white horse with palm-sized brown markings appeared abruptly beneath him.
The steed reared up and neighed, carrying Gao Chong straight into the battlefield between the gods and demons in the sky. At the same time, inside and outside Gale Fortress, one after another divine generals rose up, like shooting stars streaking across the sky, following Gao Chong and charging forward.
Looking up at the scene of thousands of divine generals of Gale Fortress rising up to fight back, Wang Yao couldn't help but get excited. He lunged forward, but Kou Cheng grabbed his wrist tightly.
"Wang Xian, don't be impulsive! The restrictions on Gale Fortress are wide open right now. If you're not careful, you'll be engulfed in war. Be careful!" Kou Cheng shouted a reminder from the side.
Before he finished speaking, the number of meteors in the sky suddenly increased, and their direction was no longer just from Gale Fortress, but centered on the battlefield of gods and demons not far away, and a grand meteor shower fell across the entire sky.
Above the dense forest, divine generals, riding various mounts, charged in from all directions, like countless sharp arrows aimed at the battlefield of gods and demons before Gale Fortress.
The demons, who were engaged in a fierce battle, became agitated upon seeing this scene. They no longer remained silent, but instead charged forward, often letting out desperate roars. Many demons even sang an ancient ballad in unison.
"Death, death, the sky can bury you; if life is hopeless, why grieve? Death, death, the earth can bury you; if life is hopeless, why return home? Death, death, water and fire can bury you; if life is hopeless, why hide..."
The desolate and tragic melody deeply shocked Wang Yao. The pain and indomitable spirit revealed in the lyrics completely overturned Wang Yao's view of the demon race. He suddenly realized that the demon race was also one of the beings in the six realms, and they were not fundamentally different from mortals, ghosts, demons, and immortals.
Yue Fei's army had clearly finished the battles at various locations such as Partridge Village, Wild Wolf Bay, Reed Camp, and Catfish Market, and began to gather in large numbers. Before long, the overwhelming number of gods completely overwhelmed the small group of demons in front of Gale Fortress.
Apart from the occasional mushroom cloud from a self-destruction at the center of the battle, Wang Yao could no longer see any demons. Meanwhile, the city walls of Gale Keep had unknowingly fallen into darkness, and a dark cloud had already formed in the sky directly above the city walls.
The dark clouds swirled rapidly in the sky, forming a funnel shape directly above Wang Yao's head. Lightning flashed incessantly within the clouds, and swirling cloud layers, like dragons sucking water, reached towards the top of Gale Fortress, as if a tornado was forming.
"What the hell is this magic?" Kou Cheng looked up at the strange celestial phenomenon and couldn't help but curse. He must have thought that a powerful demon was casting a spell in the dark. But Wang Yao knew very well that this should be the start of his Nascent Soul stage tribulation.
"Get out of the way! Don't blame me if you get struck by lightning!" Wang Yao shouted at Kou Cheng.
"Thunder? What thunder?" Kou Cheng still didn't understand the situation.
Suddenly, a loud cracking sound came from the sky. Wang Yao felt a line of fire burn from the top of his head all the way to the soles of his feet. Before he could even let out a scream, the ground beneath his feet gave way, and he and Kou Cheng fell off the city wall with a clatter as stones and bricks rolled down.
It turned out that the walls of Gale Fortress had been ravaged by repeated battles and could no longer withstand the bombardment of the Nascent Soul stage lightning tribulation. They suddenly collapsed at this moment, and bolts of lightning continued to shoot down from the sky, chasing after Wang Yao.
"Congratulations on completing the Golden Core stage trial." Wang Yao looked around and found himself back in the forging space. There were still 6 life-extending clones left on the ground, each one lying crookedly and staring at him indifferently.
"Wang Xian, is that you?"
"Wang Xian, Wang Xian..."
"Wang Xian, are you there? Are you there? Are you there?"
...
Before Wang Yao could react, several clear and melodious female voices called to him from all around, like countless larks singing. He had excellent hearing and immediately recognized that they were Li Shishi, Xiao Huan, and Wang Zhaojun.
"It's me, you guys... did you come back for Lao Dan?" Wang Yao hurriedly replied.
"What ability does Lao Dan have to break Teacher Luo's magic? The God Lord has made his move." Feng Huan said irritably.
"God Lord? Which God Lord?" Wang Yao asked in astonishment.
"I didn't see it. I was inside the Qiankun Scroll at the time, only focused on running away. Suddenly everyone died and came back. In my judgment, it wouldn't have been so destructive unless the God Lord intervened. It's a pity about my top-tier magic weapon, the Qiankun Scroll," Teacher Luo said calmly.
"Hmm, you were in the Sun-Shooting Divine Realm back then, so it's highly likely that the Sun-Shooting God himself was the one who did it. I know that guy, he's not simple." Wang Yao nodded slightly, then suddenly noticed something strange, "You...you didn't do any forging?"
The casting space was quiet and still, with not a single person singing, which was quite a rare sight.
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