The Second Honored Guest Elder said in a deep voice, "Even if he rushes over, so what? I believe he hasn't fully recovered. There's a good chance he can't become the Apocalypse Black Dragon again."
They thought that since Ye Yu had gone berserk once, instantly gaining such powerful combat power, it must have put a great load on himself, making it impossible to transform again in a short time.
Bibi Dong said firmly, "Send in another five thousand soul masters! We must destroy the two major sects! Even if Ye Yu rushes here, it will be to no avail!"
This time, knowing that Ye Yu was coming, Bibi Dong had no concerns or worries. The reason being is because they were certain the Apocalypse Black Dragon couldn't appear. If they didn't know this, they would have likely ordered an immediate retreat.
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At this moment, the land outside the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect had already been stained with blood. Countless corpses were scattered across every patch of ground. Martial Soul Hall's soul masters advanced imposingly, tightening their grip step by step, while the soul masters of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan were struggling to hold on, and the Martial Soul Hall's soul masters were getting closer and closer to the city gates.
Though they were outnumbered and overpowered in terms of soul power levels, the disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect showed no fear, each accompanied by a support soul master, fighting with their lives on the line against the enemy.
Ning Rongrong was positioned in the area of battles between Soul Saints and Soul Douluos, responsible for supporting the elders of the two major sects.
Even so, the numbers of Soul Saints and Soul Douluos from Martial Soul Hall were four times theirs. Even with the assistance of the Nine Treasures Glaze Tower, they were at a disadvantage, with casualties mounting.
Outnumbered and disadvantaged, although initially, Martial Soul Hall suffered many casualties, the two sects were fighting with all their might, their soul power nearly depleted, their decline evident.
In their hearts, they knew that to be annihilated or to die was only a matter of time.
A Soul Douluo from the Seven Treasure Glaze Sect quickly approached Ning Rongrong and said gravely, "Miss, I will escort you out of here."
Ning Rongrong was the hope of the sect, the Nine Treasures Glaze Tower. As long as Ning Rongrong survived, the Nine Treasure Glaze Sect could rise again in the future.
However, Ning Rongrong resolutely said, "I will not leave."
Ning Rongrong's face was pale, straining to provide support, consuming a great deal of energy.
The Soul Douluo's face darkened, "It will be very dangerous if this continues. I'll take you away first; I believe the Sect Leader, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo can find a chance to get away."
It was clear that the two major sects couldn't hold on much longer, and defeat was imminent. Therefore, Ning Rongrong needed to be taken away first.
Watching the Soul Saints and Soul Douluos fighting ahead, Ning Rongrong shook her head, "If I leave now, they will die soon. I can't leave yet."
Helpless, the Soul Douluo could only join the fight.
Although their disadvantage was becoming more apparent, no one feared death. The disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect roared, "Kill! Even in death, we must take some Martial Soul Hall people with us!"
In the battle, children without strength and those who hadn't yet awakened their martial souls were the first to be escorted away.
At this time, a stalwart man from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect stood on the city wall, roaring lowly.
"Disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect, and disciples of the Seven Treasure Glaze Sect, you have fought till now, you are the pride of the sects! Even if we die in this battle, believe that the two major sects will not disappear! Because your children, brothers, and sisters are still alive. They will certainly avenge you and rebuild the sect in the future. Fight on! Even in death, take a few of Martial Soul Hall with you as companions to the grave! Don't back down! Let Martial Soul Hall know that we are not easy to bully, that not everyone fears them! Even if we fall, our will is unyielding!"
To allow their families to escape, their fighting spirit soared. Facing the enemy, their faces were ferocious like demons, their eyes bloodthirsty like lone wolves.
"Kill!!!"
Thunderous roars echoed across the sky. Clearly facing defeat and a death trap, they fought increasingly bravely, desperately charging with rage, resentment, and ferocity towards the army symbolizing the highest power, Martial Soul Hall.
Facing attacks from the Martial Soul Hall's soul masters, they completely abandoned defense and dodging, fighting life for life, letting attacks and weapons fall upon them, then fiercely stabbing weapons into the enemy's vital parts amidst roars.
When their soul power was exhausted, like mad dogs, they tore and bit.
For a moment, the previously overwhelming soul masters of Martial Soul Hall felt their morale slightly dampened.
The casualties among the disciples of the two major sects grew, but there were even more casualties among the martial artists of the Martial Soul Hall.
The disciples from the two major sects couldn't win and could only fight life for life.
In the rear, the commander of the Martial Soul Hall's soul masters witnessed this scene and frowned deeply, originally thinking that at most 15,000 casualties would be enough. But now it seemed they might have to lose at least 20,000 soul masters. The loss was too significant, this could not be allowed.
"Saint Dragon Douluo, you should take action as well."
One of the Titled Douluo from the Martial Soul Hall, hidden in the shadows, emerged, one of the elders of Martial Soul Hall, ranked alongside those bishops, with a soul power level of ninety-four.
Initially, he was hidden to prevent the opponent's strong fighters, such as their Titled Douluo, from escaping heavily injured, his duty was to act when the opponent's Titled Douluo attempted to escape heavily injured. But now, seeing the situation, he could no longer remain hidden.
Saint Dragon Douluo's face was gloomy, his fists clenched tightly: "Merely the Seven Treasure Glaze Sect and Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect of the Upper Three Sects had kept Martial Soul Hall at bay for so long, so what about facing the Vast Heaven Sect?"
Saint Dragon Douluo felt they had to swiftly conclude the battle, otherwise, even if they won, it would heavily impact the morale of Martial Soul Hall. Additionally, having dragged on for so long without ending, there would be no explanation to the Pope.
Saint Dragon Douluo glared at the commander and said in a deep voice, "How are you commanding? We have the advantage, yet our momentum is weaker than the enemy's? What are you doing?"
The commander's role is to lead, inspire, report, but it proved futile, leading to Saint Dragon Douluo's anger.
The commander smiled bitterly, "Saint Dragon Douluo, while the soul masters of Martial Soul Hall are outstanding, the other side consists of inner and outer disciples of two major sects, unmatched in terms of potential to our soul masters, and together they're even harder to deal with. Although our victory is a matter of time, it has driven the enemy into a corner, where they fight life for life. So, they become increasingly formidable, and the cost to annihilate them would be beyond anticipation. Therefore, please take action now, and I have already reported back, requesting the Pope to send another Titled Douluo."
Saint Dragon Douluo was furious, unexpectedly having Martial Soul Hall pushed to this brink.
Saint Dragon Douluo prepared to take action. If the casualties rose increasingly, he would have no face to return and meet the Pope.
Saint Dragon Douluo utilized his True Martial Soul, transforming into a more than ninety-meter White Armored Earth Dragon, with white dragon scales, soaring into the sky.
The Titled Douluo of the two major sects wanted to prevent him, but they were already at a disadvantage and couldn't stop him.
As Saint Dragon Douluo charged into the battlefield, his formidable presence spread, making the disciples of the two major sects feel akin to ants. With the glow of Saint Dragon Douluo's Fifth Soul Ring, terrifying gravity pressed down, and over a thousand weaker soul masters directly fell to the ground, unable to stand.
Even the somewhat stronger ones, though not falling, suffocated under the pressure of the Titled Douluo, subconsciously looking up at the white dragon in the sky, their entire bodies convulsing.
The involvement of Saint Dragon Douluo rallied Martial Soul Hall's soul masters, significantly increasing their advantage. This is the power of a Titled Douluo; on such a battlefield, a single Titled Douluo can greatly turn the tide.
Saint Dragon Douluo arrived at the Soul Saint and Soul Douluo battlefield, the dragon roared, "Withdraw!"