# Chapter 1897: Legion Combat
For the strong cultivators of the Water Moon Cave Heaven, this battle was undoubtedly a brilliant achievement. Not a single member of their team had fallen, yet they had annihilated the infamous Ancient Demon Clan. At this moment, their gazes all fell upon Lin Feng, their hearts slightly stirred. Lin Feng had comprehended a trace of Life and Death Dao Intent. When fighting alongside Lin Feng, the power of death was useless against them. Lin Feng could borrow the power of death and even transform it into the power of life.
However, when they dealt with others, it was different. Death descended upon all, and with Lin Feng's mobilization, he could erase the opponent's life force and brand them with the Death Mark, making it easier to kill them. Although not everyone in this battle had gained benefits, quite a few people had gained something.
"We should set out and converge with the people of the Netherworld. Relying solely on the power of our Water Moon Cave Heaven, it's impossible to contend with a terrifying army. In this Heavenly River battlefield, the strong cultivators on this side will probably have to join forces." At this moment, a person spoke with a solemn expression, slowly uttering these words. The enemy was advancing with overwhelming force, launching the Heavenly River War. They had no room to retreat. If they retreated without forming an army, the Heavenly River battlefield would first be swept clean and become someone else's territory. Then, the entire Immortal Kingdom would likely be swept away by the enemy's unstoppable momentum.
"En." It was difficult to form an army in haste. They could only retreat while simultaneously calling upon the strong cultivators of the Netherworld to respond.
"Let's go."
The figures of the crowd flickered as they continued to retreat toward the edge of the Heavenly River battlefield. Just as they had anticipated, the legions of the Netherworld were already gathering. Along the way, there were no longer scattered groups. Everyone was consciously forming legions, preparing to resist the invasion and conquest of the Xiao Continent.
In this kind of battle, if they did not join hands to resist, the outcome would be total annihilation. This was the war between the two realms on the Heavenly River battlefield. Faced with this calamity, they had no choice.
At this moment, the crowd was already in turmoil, vaguely feeling a sense of unease. They had heard that in the past, it was always the Netherworld that launched invasion wars. But this time, the enemy was coming from the other side of the Heavenly River battlefield, with overwhelming force.
Lin Feng and the others converged into a formed legion, vast and mighty, with endless strong cultivators. Even just standing in the void, they exuded a terrifying pressure.
At the front of this legion, a figure stood in the air, looking at the crowd, and slowly said, "Regarding invasion wars, I'm sure everyone has heard of them. Whether it's us invading or them invading, anyone without a mark on their brow will be completely wiped out and swept away. No one can be spared. There is only one option: to fight."
"This person is Yang Mian, a descendant of the Ten Kings of Hell's Wheel-Turning King. He has already comprehended the power of the Dao. The Wheel-Turning Dao is infinitely powerful. He is one of the peak-level Nether Emperor Realm strong cultivators in the Netherworld, extremely formidable. For him to step forward and lead this legion, he should be able to suppress all dissenting voices and prevent us from being without a leader." The strong cultivator from Water Moon Cave Heaven beside Lin Feng slowly explained. The crowd nodded slightly. In this situation, without a figure of great renown stepping forward, it would be impossible to lead these unruly Netherworld strong cultivators.
"I'm sure many of you know that on the other side of the Heavenly River battlefield, those people are likely from another realm. Very few of them are skilled in Death Nether Power. In large-scale legion combat, we have the advantage of Death Nether Power. A single coordinated attack with Death Nether Power can have a significant impact on them, even annihilating a sizable team. Therefore, when the legion battle begins, we will first release our death power, then all retreat together, maximizing the advantage of Death Nether Power."
Yang Mian's voice rolled like thunder, allowing everyone to hear clearly. In legion combat, certain things had to be instructed in advance to achieve the strongest effect.
"Yang Mian, the enemy's situation is unclear. Are we just going to wait here for battle? If the gap between our legion and the enemy's is too great, wouldn't we be throwing our lives away?" At this moment, a voice came from the crowd, voicing the doubts of many.
"Everyone can rest assured on this point. I have already dispatched strong cultivators skilled in speed to scout ahead. If there is any news, they will send word to me immediately." Yang Mian replied, and only then did the crowd feel relieved. It wasn't just this side. Throughout the Netherworld, vast legions were being formed to prepare for resistance. They couldn't just allow the enemy to slaughter and butcher them.
The chaotic Heavenly River battlefield suddenly became orderly. However, this order brought with it a chilling killing intent that permeated the entire battlefield. It was eerily quiet.
"Whoosh!" A gust of wind swept past. In front of the legion where Yang Mian and the others were, a figure came rolling in, stirring up a whirlwind in the void. Upon arriving, he said to Yang Mian, "This legion is roughly equal in number to ours. They are not far from here now. They will probably arrive soon."
"En." Yang Mian's expression turned solemn. He then looked at the crowd behind him and said, "Everyone, form a single line, from top to bottom, so that everyone has room to attack."
As Yang Mian's words fell, the crowd immediately began to flicker and spread out into a single line. The vast crowd transformed into an incredibly massive wall of people, majestic and imposing. An intangible killing intent spread out, and a faint aura of death emanated from everyone's bodies.
"Remember my words. After the first attack, immediately retreat as a whole. Don't break formation. Continue to gather death power and strike again. This way, we can eliminate a considerable portion of the enemy's strength in a short time. When the enemy catches up, then we can start chaotic fighting. It's best to break down into smaller groups. This way, we still have an advantage in combat."
Yang Mian spoke, and the crowd nodded in understanding. Just then, from the distant void, a terrifying pressure seemed to roll in, as if it would swallow the sky. An intangible storm was gathering fiercely. Everyone felt an immense, invisible pressure.
Lin Feng was also among the crowd. At this moment, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. This battle was probably not as simple as Yang Mian imagined.
For martial artists, there was no sense of honor or disgrace regarding so-called realms. The reason they could unite to fight was a matter of life and death. Lin Feng was the same. Otherwise, what did the war between the Xiao Continent and the Netherworld have to do with him? It was only because the war between realms threatened the lives of everyone. The enemy had come to conquer and to slaughter.
A ball of fire suddenly lit up, appearing in the crowd's line of sight. Dragon roars shook the heavens. Then, the pupils of the Netherworld cultivators suddenly contracted. In the distance, flaming dragons danced wildly, opening their terrifying fangs and devouring everything with incredibly fierce flames. The entire sky seemed to be burning, filled with towering flames.
Yang Mian's expression darkened, and he coldly said, "Cold Nether Power, block the flames' erosion."
As his words fell, those skilled in Cold Nether Power launched their attacks. In an instant, it seemed as if the heavens and earth would freeze, spreading wildly forward. Cracking sounds rang out continuously as the void itself froze.
The flames and Cold Nether Power collided and merged. A destructive gale raged through the heavens and earth. The next moment, terrifyingly huge wind blades pierced through everything, slashing toward this side. Clearly, the enemy was also fighting in an organized manner, striking first.
"Earth and Metal Power." Yang Mian shouted. Instantly, walls of earth and golden shields appeared in front, cutting off the entire void. The two sides were frantically intercepting each other, unable to even see the enemy's figures, all blocked from view.
"Collapse!" Suddenly, a loud shout rolled out. The massive shields began to crumble and be destroyed wildly.
Yang Mian's expression turned cold. He waved his hands, forming a huge ancient seal that expanded wildly, transforming into an incredibly terrifying Wheel-Turning Ancient Seal. The wind blades slashed against it, only to rebound wildly.
"Boom!" Another terrifying force of collapse came. The entire void seemed to be breaking apart. A brilliant light suddenly flared up as terrifying attacks came blasting over from the opposite side, blotting out the sky and covering the earth. The entire void was flooded. The dense attacks brought a suffocating pressure.
"Death Nether Power, release!" Yang Mian shouted. Instantly, the death power of the crowd surged out wildly. However, this death power seemed unable to penetrate those attacks filling the void. Seeing this kind of attack that drowned the heavens and earth, the hearts of the crowd were panicked, trembling with fear.
"Retreat." Lin Feng uttered a single word. The strong cultivators of Water Moon Cave Heaven stiffened, but they trusted Lin Feng tacitly and began to retreat.
"Scatter the formation and engage in chaotic battle. Like this, we're just living targets." Lin Feng shouted explosively. The crowd frantically unleashed their divine abilities to resist. However, the next wave of attacks descended once again. The enemy directly pressed forward to fight, as if they already knew that the Netherworld side was skilled in Death Nether Power and wouldn't give them the chance to collectively release death power to kill.
"Boom!" The void seemed to explode. A terrifying vortex raged wildly. In that instant, no one knew how many strong cultivators were destroyed. This was the reality of large-scale legion combat—extremely brutal.
"Ji Shang!" Lin Feng's gaze suddenly fixed. He swept his eyes over the Xiao Continent's legion. The leader standing at the highest point was none other than Ji Shang. At this moment, Ji Shang's Azure Dragon Totem was blooming, its light illuminating the blue sky. An azure dragon coiled around him, making him look like an ancient king, majestic and unparalleled.
"When I first entered War King Academy, Ji Shang was already incredibly powerful. Now, so many years have passed, and he has also obtained the Heavenly Marsh Ancient Tree. He must be at the absolute peak of the Martial Emperor Realm. He must have also mastered Dao Intent. Even calling him an Invincible Martial Emperor wouldn't be an exaggeration."
Lin Feng thought to himself. He hadn't expected the leader of this legion to be Ji Shang. This showed that they were all aware of the Immortal Kingdom Trial. The Xiao Continent was indeed interconnected with the Immortal Kingdom Trial. It was just that when he first entered War King Academy, he was a newcomer. Although he had already made a name for himself, he hadn't yet reached the level of the Immortal Kingdom Trial. Otherwise, given the strength of War King Academy, they would surely have known about this secret realm.