I established the Eternal Immortal Clan by taming beasts.

After eight hours of fierce fighting, dusk had turned the entire battlefield a dark red.

On the southern battlefield, the ape army's lines had shrunk three times.

Each contraction meant more corpses were left outside the formation, and more space was devoured by the Lin family's spirit beast army.

Those once neatly arranged ape formations have now become isolated islands, separated by the corpses of spirit beasts and cultivators, and can no longer support each other.

The fragmented ape squads shrank smaller and smaller under the crushing weight of the giant tortoise and the cutting of the golden lion beast, like a reef repeatedly eroded by the tide, growing smaller with each receding tide.

The giant tortoise's defensive line was still advancing, but at a much slower pace than before.

The reason is still the number of people.

The two ape armies on the southern front together numbered over 60,000, but Chuyang City only deployed a little over 10,000 to the southern battlefield.

If it weren't for the high-level bloodline spirit beasts holding the line, if it weren't for the continuous flow of the formation's blessing, and if it weren't for the cracks in the ape clan's battle formation caused by the chaos in the early stages, it's uncertain whether the two sides would have been able to win if they had set up their battle formations and clashed on this vast plain.

At this moment, the carapace of each of the alligator snapping turtles was covered with dense dents, and some even had fine cracks. Although those cracks were slowly repairing themselves in the spiritual light, the repair speed was far slower than the speed at which they were created.

The array light emanating from them was not as bright as it had been in the initial battle.

The golden scales of the golden lion beast were covered with dark red bloodstains, some from the ape clan and some from themselves.

Those originally neat golden arcs have been broken into shape by repeated charges, but they still roam around the flanks.

The edges of the Azure-Eyed Eagles' wings were worn and jagged, and many of their claws were no longer sharp, yet they still circled, still swooped down, and still used their last strength to force the stragglers who were trying to break through back into the formation.

Each dive was lower than the last, each flap of its wings heavier than the last, yet not a single eagle left the battlefield prematurely.

The human defenders were equally exhausted, with many having already depleted their spiritual energy.

Their breathing rose and fell in the formation, each inhalation deeper and each exhalation heavier than the last.

The hands gripping the spear trembled slightly, knuckles turned white, and the shirts inside the armor were soaked with sweat, drying and then getting wet again, but no one put down their weapons, and no one retreated.

They had only one goal in mind: to crush this army of monsters!

The battle between the Iron-Armed Ape King and Lin Xuanjing has also been going on for quite some time.

The fact that Lin Xuanjing, at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, could remain undefeated and hold his own against the Iron-Armed Ape King, a third-stage Perfected Realm expert, for so long is enough to demonstrate his superb spear skills and solid foundation.

His marksmanship was like an endless tide, wave after wave, each shot precisely hitting the Iron Arm Ape King's unhealed old wounds, tearing open those wounds that had already healed and widening those cracks that were still healing.

The Iron-Armed Ape King's steps began to become heavy.

Because its shoulder blade was pierced in multiple places, although no vital organs were injured, every swing of its arm would aggravate the wound, making its movements half a beat slower than at the beginning.

Its fists were covered with fine wounds, left by the spear tip colliding with them. Although not deep, there were so many that its blood flowed all over its arms, dripping from between its fingers and pooling into a small dark red wet patch on the ground.

Lin Xuanjing's situation is also not good.

His left shoulder was grazed by the Iron-Armed Ape King's punch. Although it didn't hit him head-on, the impact still left his left arm in a semi-numb state, requiring twice the usual strength to raise it each time.

There was a dried bloodstain at the corner of his mouth, which had risen up from his throat but he swallowed back so that no one would see it.

His breathing remained steady, and the gun tip remained raised high.

Suddenly, they heard a voice coming from Zhihei.

Lin Xuanjing was taken aback, thinking to himself, "How dirty!"

Without changing his expression, a clear voice entered the Iron-Armed Ape King's ears.

"Is that all you've got?"

The Iron-Armed Ape King's pupils contracted slightly.

It wanted to roar, to argue, but all that remained in its heart was sorrow.

It had been awakened several hours earlier and had witnessed the carnage on the battlefield out of the corner of its eye.

Its tribes were divided and defeated, falling to the ground one by one, piece by piece, without a sound.

Those faces that had fought against it for hundreds of years were now scattered across the battlefield. Some were crushed into the mud by the giant tortoise, some were torn to pieces by the golden lion beast, and some were dragged down from the sky and smashed into a pulp by the green-eyed eagle.

Moreover, its demonic power is almost depleted, its physical strength is nearly exhausted, and its tribe is disappearing piece by piece.

The most crucial element is the atmosphere.

Due to the initial chaos and the enemy's tactics, their morale was low.

In contrast, these humans, though also physically exhausted, had already overwhelmed them in terms of morale.

Moreover, they also have supplies.

They always have a reserve team that rotates, allowing one team to retreat and replenish their spiritual energy.

Like this slippery fellow in front of me, he never stopped taking pills. Every time his spiritual energy was about to run out, a new recovery pill would be stuffed into his mouth.

The Iron-Armed Ape King, filled with sorrow, swayed slightly.

In that instant, Lin Xuanjing's gun moved.

"Divine Power - Nine-Linked Cloud Burst!"

The spear wasn't aimed at the throat, nor at the demon core, but rather at the Iron-Armed Ape King's right knee.

That spot that had been repeatedly stabbed three times by the spear tip during the fierce battle just now.

Iron-Armed Ape King's body instinctively tried to dodge, but its right leg was no longer as agile as before. The force of its dodge only deflected the trajectory of the spear tip by a few inches, but it was not able to completely avoid it.

The spear tip pierced the old wound precisely, and terrifying wind-attribute spiritual power surged directly into the inside of its right knee, exploding in layers of gas explosions between the bones and meridians.

Dark gray blood gushed from the wound, flowing down its leg and pooling into a dark puddle on the ground.

The Iron-Armed Ape King's right knee finally gave way.

Its body tilted to the right, one knee was on the ground, and its left fist was firmly supporting the ground to prevent itself from falling.

This is exactly the result Lin Xuanjing wanted.

With a thought, the azure eagle soaring at the highest point in the sky swooped down.

That was Lin Xuanjing's natal spirit beast, which had also recently advanced to the third tier. It acted as Lin Xuanjing's eyes in the air, constantly watching the movements on the battlefield.

At its summons, the Azure Cloud Eagle swooped down, a deafening roar erupting and kicking up a cloud of dust that enveloped the ground around the Iron-Armed Ape King in a grayish-yellow smoke.

This commotion attracted the attention of the surrounding ape army.

All eyes turned to them, and the apes that were fighting paused for a moment, subconsciously looking in their direction.

As the dust settled, the Iron-Armed Ape King was found pinned to the ground by the third-tier Azure Cloud Eagle.

The eagle's claws embedded themselves in the Iron-Armed Ape King's shoulder blades, pinning it down firmly, so that no matter how much it struggled, it could not move an inch.

Lin Xuanjing did not kill the Iron-Armed Ape King with his own hands.

Because the Iron-Armed Ape King has even greater value if he is alive.

Activating the Heart of Ten Thousand Beasts, Lin Xuanjing's voice began to resonate in all directions, precisely striking the minds of every ape still engaged in battle:

"Your Iron-Armed Ape King has surrendered to my Lin family! If you surrender, you too can live! My Lin family has lived in harmony with spirit beasts for generations. If you surrender, my Lin family guarantees your lives!"

As soon as Lin Xuanjing said this, the morale of the ape army began to waver irreversibly.

Iron-Armed Ape King tried to get up, but because he was almost exhausted and was firmly held down by Azure Cloud Eagle, he couldn't get up at all.

It wanted to roar, to tell its subordinates not to listen to it, but with the Green Cattail Toad present, its voice didn't carry even a fraction of a step.

The guards near the Iron-Armed Ape King wanted to break away from the battle to rescue him.

But Lin Xuanjing's voice echoed in their minds: "Kneel down and surrender immediately. If you take another step closer, I will kill him!"

As he spoke, Lin Xuanjing's spear was already aimed at the location of the Iron-Armed Ape King's demon core. The tip of the spear gleamed coldly, and with just a gentle push, it could pierce through the core of the demon core, which had already dimmed considerably.

The guards immediately stopped in their tracks, their eyes showing signs of wavering.

They watched the Iron-Armed Ape King being pinned to the ground, and the spear tip hovering above the demon core, their fingers unconsciously loosening and clenching.

Lin Xuanjing didn't speak. The spear tip advanced another step, piercing the Iron-Armed Ape King's body. Dark gray blood slowly seeped out from where the spear tip had pierced.

Seeing this, they couldn't bear to see their leader die because of them, so they had no choice but to kneel down and surrender.

The apes, who had been fighting fiercely, hesitated noticeably in their movements.

The ape army, which was further away, also heard the voice transmitted by Lin Xuanjing using the Heart of Ten Thousand Beasts, and their morale began to waver.

They began to search for the direction of their rule, wanting to be certain.

But what did they see?

Those usually arrogant demon king guards have all surrendered.

What are they still struggling for?

One by one, in groups, they began to kneel down and surrender.

The situation began to spread, and most of the 30,000 ape soldiers still standing in the battle formation had already surrendered.

Only the apes surrounding the Xuan Gu Demon King were still barely holding on, but their formation was no longer intact, and their eyes were filled with hesitation and doubt.

On the western battlefield, the demon kings on the outskirts of the Fulong Mountains finally made their move.

The Blue-Faced Fox King stood up from behind the slope where he had been hiding all day, shook his fur, and walked towards the southern battlefield.

Instead of charging into battle, he circled around the rear of the ape army.

The Lava Lizard King and the Ironback Bear King exchanged a glance, finally unable to contain their confusion, and asked, "Old fox, shouldn't our reinforcements be flanking us? Why did we go around to the back of those monkeys?"

"Surrender!" The Blue-Faced Fox King said without turning his head.

"Huh?" The Lava Lizard King thought he'd misheard. "You said you're surrendering?"

The Blue-Faced Fox King rolled his eyes at him: "I meant surrender. You've all seen it, even the Iron-Armed Ape King and his men couldn't defeat the defenders of Chuyang City. Wouldn't it be suicide for us to charge in?"

He pointed to the Lin family's spirit beast army: "Look, if Chuyang City can cooperate with those demonic beasts, why can't they cooperate with us? They're about to defeat the Iron-Armed Ape King and his forces. If we cut off their retreat, isn't that an opportunity for them to surrender?"

That makes sense, but the demon kings all seemed hesitant, as if something was not right.

The Blue-Faced Fox King continued walking without stopping: "Anyway, if you want to fight, then go ahead, I have no objection."

Upon hearing this, all the demon kings fell silent.

They had been watching from the sidelines for several hours and had already figured out the opponent's strength. It was clear that if they went up, they would only be throwing their lives away.

So, the Jade-Eyed Golden Toad King, who was standing to the side, immediately spoke up: "Old Fox is right, we'll all follow your orders!"

"Yes! Old Fox is fine!" All the demon kings began to respond.

The Blue-Faced Fox King's forces circled around the rear of the ape army, like a slowly pulled chain, beginning to lock down the retreat routes of the scattered ape remnants one by one.

The retreating apes found themselves unable to spread out to the sides. Giant tortoises and golden lions were closing in on their flanks, while the Blue-Faced Fox King's forces were closing in from behind. Their last escape route was being cut off inch by inch.

The Xuan Gu Ape King stood at the back, and for the first time, a light of near despair appeared in its bone-white pupils.

With most of the frontline troops surrendering and their retreat route cut off, the eastern front forces were simply unable to provide support.

They have no chance left.

"Sigh, let's surrender."

"What?" The tribal leaders who were still fighting hard around them were all stunned.

They looked at the Xuan Gu Ape King, whose bone-white eyes had lost all fighting spirit.

"We have no chance left. Only by surrendering can we survive." The Xuan Gu Ape King looked at the demon beasts who were cooperating with the human cultivators with complicated emotions.

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On the eastern front, Lin Xinyao led the garrison and the petrified lizard brigade to finally be surrounded by the main force on the southern front.

The news that the Iron-Armed Ape King and the Black Bone Ape King had surrendered spread like wildfire across the entire front.

Upon hearing this news, the fighting spirit of the apes who were still struggling on the eastern front dwindled, turning them into beasts with their bones and muscles removed.

They lasted for less than an hour before surrendering one after another.

Lin Xuanjing stood beneath the city gate, his spear pointing diagonally at the ground, the azure spiritual energy at its tip gradually dissipating.

His left shoulder was still throbbing, and his breathing was still slightly heavy, but a broad smile had already appeared on his lips.

He removed his helmet, and his voice traveled from the communication disc to all fronts:

"We've won!"

The weary cultivators, each holding a torch, were taken aback at first.

He glanced at his teammate beside him to make sure he hadn't misheard.

The next moment, excited voices erupted, like a tidal wave, spreading from the front of the battle line to the rear, from the garrison on the city wall to the reserve troops inside the city gate.

"We've won! We've won!"

"Hahaha! It's just a beast tide, isn't it?"

"We held on! We really held on!"

Excitement and exhilaration echoed throughout the plain.

Some people squatted down while laughing, some patted each other on the shoulder, some raised their weapons high, and some sat directly on the blood-stained ground, looking up at the darkening sky.

The spirit beasts also let out their own cries and growls, as if drawing a scorching end to this long battle.

A fierce battle that lasted eight hours, a head-on clash with the monsters outside the city, finally came to an end—with Chuyang City emerging victorious.