"They're coming!" In the quiet wait, Han Molong's voice suddenly rang out.

The people in the East Camp, who were hastily recovering their energy, looked up, and indeed saw a large area of flowing light rapidly approaching.

The South and West troops, eighteen Constellations, stood boldly, without any concealment.

In fact, there was no way to conceal anything. In such a situation, in such an environment, there was no room for any schemes or plots. To attack the East Camp by force, they had to rely on the true strength of the two divisions.

Just three miles away from the East Camp's platform, the cultivators of the two divisions stopped.

Ye Chaoqun and Duan Xiuchen stood side by side, their eyes complex as they looked ahead. The four Spirit Orbs that had been properly placed were now so glaring. Such a situation should have appeared in their own camp, but it now appeared in the East.

Until this moment, they still didn't know what kind of method the Eastern side had used to break their camp's defense and then move the placed Spirit Orbs away.

They wanted to ask, but estimated not to get any result, so they let it be.

Ye Chaoqun exhaled softly, his Mental Consciousness surging, his voice spreading in all directions: "Fellow Daoists of the East, this time we have learned a lesson! But considering the domain's foundation for the next fifty years, we implore you to forgive our South and West troops for joining forces to attack. Please do not say that we won without honor!"

With such a lineup to deal with the seemingly weakest East, it was indeed hard to justify. But the East's behavior this time was too bizarre, forcing them to do so. With things as they are, they could only say some courteous words.

Although these words were meant for everyone in the East, Ye Chaoqun's gaze was fixed on Lu Ye, as he always had a feeling that all the oddities of the East this time were inextricably linked to this human.

Although the Dwarf Race was divided into three factions, they were ultimately one race. They were well aware of each other's abilities, and if there were methods beyond their understanding, they must have been employed by outsiders!

Facing his gaze, Lu Ye's expression was calm: "Bring it on!"

Ye Chaoqun nodded, lightly waved his hand, and said a single word: "Attack!"

Eighteen figures instantly transformed into several waves, surrounding the East Camp from different directions. In the next moment, colorful lights began to bloom, bombarding the position of the East Camp.

As early as when the cultivators of the two divisions arrived, the East side was already prepared for battle.

Nine figures spread out on the smooth platform, each occupying a big Array Eye, channeling spirit force into the array, activating the Formation's power.

Instantly, layer upon layer of light screens lit up on the platform's surface, tightly enveloping the entire camp and the Spirit Orbs placed within.

Though these layers of protective arrays seemed independent, they were in fact closely linked in threes or twos. With someone sitting in place managing them, the power they could unleash was not to be underestimated, incomparable to the South and West camps' formations before. At that time, no one sat in defense, it was a dead formation, whereas now the East had a live formation, the difference in their protective capabilities was at least four or five times greater.

Sharp attacks fell on the light screens, causing ripples and flickering light.

On such a battlefield of clear attack and defense, if the attacking side did not have explosive means to break the array in a short time, what tested both sides was a battle of patience and spirit force endurance.

The South and West troops evidently knew that facing such rock-solid defense from the East, quick results were impossible. Thus, while their attacks seemed fierce, they were actually controlling their spirit force consumption rhythmically, showing composed demeanor.

The situation seemed to be in a stalemate but was actually developing little by little in a direction favorable to the South and West troops.

After all, no matter how solid the defense, there comes a time when it breaks, especially considering the strength disparity, the defending side is always at a disadvantage and passive in such a battlefield.

After a fierce battle lasting more than four hours, the first layer of defense on the East side was broken.

Another four hours, and the second layer of defense shattered.

After another one hour, the third layer of defense was breached…

There were nine layers of defense, not each able to hold the same amount of time, but rather the further it goes, the shorter the time it could hold. By the last layer, perhaps it wouldn't even last one incense stick's time.

Lu Ye's expression remained calm, not surprised by this. In fact, the first layer of defense on the East side lasting this long had already exceeded expectations, mainly because the South and West cultivators feared excessive spirit force consumption would affect their subsequent performance.

Hai Tang was secretly anxious, yet helpless.

The current situation was actually quite suitable for the Dwarf Race to use array talismans, but the talismans were also divided into offensive and defensive types. She had a Nine-Melody Chain Array talisman bestowed by her master, which was offensive and not suitable for use at this time.

After all, being the defending side, the main goal is to delay time, not to easily take the initiative to attack.

And the reason Su Yuqing bestowed this offensive talisman was considering the East had always been weak, hoping that with this talisman, they might turn the tide at some crucial moment.

Who would have thought, the East, always at the bottom, this time had such a great outburst, finding themselves in need of defense.

Things were developing in the direction Lu Ye expected. At the camp, layers of defense were successively broken, each holding for decreasing amounts of time.

But even so, the offensive of the South and West troops showed no changes, nor did they appear impatient.

From their standpoint, breaking through the East Camp's Formation defense was not a victory. They still had to endure a bloodier battle to slaughter the cultivators of the East until they were utterly powerless to resist, only then could they smoothly seize the Spirit Orbs. If the East retained any bit of strength, they couldn't achieve their goal.

So breaking the defense was not the end, just another beginning.

Less than a day later, the last layer of defense at the East Camp completely broke!

A barrage of attacks, like raindrops, rained down on the unprotected people of the East. Even as they scrambled to dodge, some were inevitably hit, and in an instant, there were several more injured on the East's side.

Lu Ye received special attention.

Ye Chaoqun and Duan Xiuchen, two Constellation Late Stage experts, launched relentless long-range attacks, their offensives swift and continuous.

Lu Ye's movements were agile and erratic, evading with difficulty, yet as the defending side, he couldn't easily make an offensive move.

Because if he charged out, the remaining people of the East would become lambs to the slaughter, and the South and West troops would undoubtedly rush in to wipe them out completely.

After dodging for a while, seeing that these two forces had no intention of closing in, only attacking from a distance, Lu Ye sighed internally. Ye Chaoqun and Duan Xiuchen were indeed cautious, obviously intending to suppress the East with superior numbers and overall strength, perhaps also because of his identity as a combat cultivator.

Although the Dwarf Race didn't have particularly strict factions, they knew that against a combat cultivator, one shouldn't fight in their specialty area or give them a chance to get close.

Such long-range suppression was what troubled combat cultivators the most.

Couldn't wait any longer!

Lu Ye had initially wanted to surprise these two troops when they got close, but now that plan was dashed, he could only deploy his own techniques.

The moment the blood light bloomed, a faint sound of surging waves could be heard, as if one was suddenly placed in a roaring sea of gales.

The next instant, the blood-colored radiance suddenly spread outward, quickly unfurling!

"Retreat!" Duan Xiuchen's expression changed, hurriedly shouting.

The two troops reacted extremely fast, retreating together upon realizing the danger. However, the blood light spread incredibly quickly, with no warning at all, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a massive Blood Orb.

From the safe distance, Duan Xiuchen focused his gaze, unable to see any trace of the East Camp, even the four Spirit Orbs placed within were securely enclosed by the Blood Orb.

Similarly missing were three cultivators from the South!

Duan Xiuchen's face darkened, knowing full well that the missing South cultivators must have fallen into this bizarre Blood Orb.

Looking again at the West, the situation was equally grim, with two people missing, though they were down one less than their own, one of the missing was at the Constellation Mid-Stage!

The loss of five out of an eighteen-member lineup, though not incapacitating, was considerable. Fortunately, their two Constellation Late Stage experts were unharmed, otherwise, the situation would be dire.

"This is... a Blood Path Secret Technique?" Duan Xiuchen looked at the Blood Orb doubtfully.

"Seems very similar to the Blood Race's Blood Technique, definitely a Blood Path Secret Technique," Ye Chaoqun nodded, turning to a Constellation Early Stage cultivator beside him, "Previously, were you three trapped by this thing?"

The Constellation Early Stage was indeed one of the unfortunate ones previously caught by Lu Ye's Blood Technique.

The Constellation Early Stage grit his teeth and nodded, "Precisely. This Blood Path Secret Technique is almost identical to the Blood Technique recorded in texts, and there was no way to escape once trapped inside." Back then, to escape, the three who were trapped had to self-destruct, which allowed them to break free.

Seeing the Blood Orb again, they couldn't help but feel resentment.

"Troubling!" Duan Xiuchen frowned deeply.

They had thought that breaking through the East Camp's defenses was the hardest part, but who expected the opponent could wield such a Blood Path Secret Technique, catching them off guard and losing five people in an instant.

Ye Chaoqun spoke seriously, "It's not that troublesome. The Martial Arts Meet has only one day left, we can only launch a fierce attack! Such a massive Blood Technique must be extremely draining for him, I don't believe he can sustain it for long!"

Duan Xiuchen clearly understood this truth too. Historically, the Dwarf Race, due to ancestral reasons, had a thorough understanding of the Blood Race's Blood Technique. Even if he hadn't encountered it before, he knew what the best course of action was.

With a brief discussion, the remaining thirteen from the two troops launched another attack. Compared to before, the onslaught this time was undoubtedly fiercer.

Such was expected. Before, they were attacking the East Camp's Formation defense, which didn't require aggressive force, just gradual wearing down.

But now they were attacking a Blood Path Secret Technique, fueled by the power of one person, a more savage attack naturally consumed the opponent's strength faster, until they could no longer sustain it!