905: Chapter 0905: The First Battle of the Secret Realm 905: Chapter 0905: The First Battle of the Secret Realm Long Fei clasped his fists to signal everyone, and from his Storage Ring he took out a Yellow Cow Demonic Beast for everyone to share and barbecue.

There were many kinds of Demonic Beasts, but the meat of the Yellow Cow was the most fragrant.

Just now, Long Fei had wanted to bring back some Black Bear meat, but there was a stink of sourness in its fur that made it completely inedible.

Lin Yingying came up to him, leaned into his ear, and said anxiously, “Chu Feng has disappeared.”

Long Fei sighed, knowing that this guy had gone to challenge the Green Ox Demon King alone.

He asked Lin Yingying to sit down, and revving up the disciples, he said, “During the daytime, I went around the base on the opposite mountain top.

Let me address everyone’s most pressing concern.

These Demonic Beasts and Demons are not impervious to weapons.

Ordinary Demonic Beasts can be killed with large-caliber heavy machine guns.

As for those with tough hides, they can be blasted to death by tank shells.

After tomorrow’s fight, we will purchase a large number of heavy weapons to bolster our strength.

So even if your Cultivation Level is only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, you can still shine here.

In the Yin Yang Sect, you don’t have to worry about your talents being buried.

Just consider how you can knock down and annihilate your enemy.

As long as you can show a hundred percent courage, I can make you stand out in the Yin Yang Sect and even the Cultivation World!”

The gloom on the disciples’ faces was swept away, their blood boiling with a surge of power within them.

Long Fei picked up his bowl of wine and instructed the disciples, “Lift your bowls.

This drink is to the victory tomorrow!”

“Victory!”

“Victory!”

“Victory!”

A group of disciples shouted loudly, each lifting their bowls and drinking with Long Fei.

Even Lin Yingying and the other female disciples drank with their spirits lifted high.

The true king does not fear any challenge.

In the eyes of the disciples, Long Fei was the king at that moment.

He drew out the map, explained, and arranged tomorrow’s battle plan to the disciples.

If the sect disciples fought haphazardly, it would be no different from a mob.

In the military, there was the famous three-man combat team tactic.

Teams would split into three combat groups, headed by the team leader and deputy leader.

Three men were like tigers, and when dealing with enemies, whether in assassination or fire suppression, they held a great advantage.

Long Fei, following this tactic, divided the disciples into groups of eight.

Each group was led by a disciple at the Core Formation Stage.

Eight people could cooperate to perform a small-scale Eight Trigrams Formation.

Together with other groups, they could still use the Eight Trigrams Formation in coordination.

Even when facing Demon Kings, with inferior strength, they could use the Formation to defend and reduce casualties.

With a detailed tactical arrangement, the disciples who were not strong felt more at ease.

At first, everyone was confused, feeling like they were just cannon fodder on tomorrow’s battlefield, without a clue what to do.

Now that everything was clear, there were no more concerns.

Long Fei emphasized to everyone that rewards and punishments would henceforth be by group.

One’s honor or disgrace would be shared by all.

This could eliminate personal heroism and maximize the strength of the team.

Lin Yingying looked proudly at her man, not expecting that he was a born leader.

In just one night, he had straightened out the entire team.

Although there were still major problems, the cohesion had greatly improved from before.

As soon as the day broke the next day, the entire Yin Yang Sect mobilized.

The Ten Great Yama Kings of the Hell Sect led the charge with hundreds of disciples, while the newly admitted disciples followed behind.

Long Fei, Hua Qianmo, Yu Fangming, and Daoist Huoyuan were seated among them.

Their main opponents were the Demon Kings.

After Long Fei had caused a disturbance in the base the previous day, the Ground Rat Clan had already reported to the Demon Kings.

The Demon Kings of the Thirty-Six Cavern Dwellings gathered at the base, all except the Green Ox Demon King.

Standing on top of the mountain, the Golden Snake Lord looked down at the densely packed Human Cultivators coming from below and frowned, saying, “How come these Human Beings are different from the ones before?”

“Yes, their aura is like that of the Human Race from our world.”

The Wild Boar Demon King raised an eyebrow.

The Ground Rat Demon King blinked its small eyes and said, “Why hasn’t the Green Ox Demon King come over yet?

Should we go hurry him along?”

The Golden Snake Lord laughed confidently, “Why bother the Green Ox Demon King?

These humans number only two to three hundred.

We have a force ten times their size, are we still afraid we won’t be able to defeat them?”

The other Demon Kings harbored the same thoughts.

The Golden Snake Lord turned to the Demon King with the long trunk and instructed, “White Elephant Demon King, sound the battle horn!”

The White Elephant Demon King nodded.

Its long trunk pointed towards the sky and let out a deep, resonant sound.

All the demons at the base, under the leadership of their chiefs, rapidly assembled on the hillside.

Diving down from above, their attack on the Demon Clan was powerful.

By using this tactic, they had repelled several attacks by the Human Race.

This time, they employed the same strategy once again.

The White Elephant Demon King cursed at the humans below, “I heard these humans turned my offspring into noodles.

This time, I’m going to grind them into pulp like noodles!”

The Ground Rat Demon King reminded him, “Elephant King, it’s not noodles, it’s instant noodles!”

“How do you know everything?”

The White Elephant Demon King gave it a glance and then yelled at the Elephant Clan beasts behind him, “Minions, indulge in killing the enemy, feast on humans, and drive all these Human Cultivators out of Mount Tai.”

“Duum!”

“Duum!”

The trumpeting of elephant trunks thundered, shaking the heavens.

On a flat area at the foot of the hillside, Long Fei gestured for his companions to stop.

The hillside was three hundred meters high, and attacking from below would be a disadvantage.

The demonic beasts, with the force of their dive, could sweep away everything.

When the time came, forming a Formation and setting up defenses on the hill wouldn’t be as advantageous as it would be on flat ground.

Long Fei stepped into the air and coldly faced the Demon Kings on the hillside from a hundred meters away.

His robe fluttered in the wind, his presence was overwhelming, like a true immortal descending from heaven.

Long Fei spoke softly, “Listen up, Demon Kings on the other side.

The Heavenly Soldiers of the Human Race have come here intending to develop this place peacefully.

If you are willing to cooperate, we can both get what we need and develop this area together.

If you choose to oppose us, the only outcome is a dead end.

I hope you will think it over and not throw your lives away in vain.”

“You Human insects, you sure do talk big!”

“Mount Tai is our turf; if you don’t get out of here, I’ll scatter your souls to the winds!”

“Young man of the Human Race, we send that message right back to you.

Get lost quickly if you know what’s good for you, lest I make you food in my stomach.”

The Demon Kings burst into angry shouts, unwilling to heed Long Fei’s words.

The corners of Long Fei’s mouth curled, his hands formed seals, and he hummed softly, “Since you won’t heed the warning, then you can’t blame this Sect Hierarch!”

The sky above, which had been bright with the morning sun,

suddenly grew dark as clouds gathered, piling up above the demons’ heads, until they were thick as a hundred meters, like a mountain peak pressing down upon them.

The Demon Kings exclaimed in shock, “What does this human want to do?”

“Did he summon these dark clouds?”

“Is he trying to call for rain?”

They stared at the sky, discussing among themselves.

Suddenly, within the clouds, a golden dragon could be seen spiraling and wreaking havoc, and a booming thunder began to echo.

The slender-necked Golden Snake Lord let out a shrill scream, “Thunderbolt, he’s going to use Thunder Technique!”

“Holy shit, isn’t this power a bit too frightening?”

“Charge, let’s all charge, we can’t stay here any longer!”

Although the Demon Kings had intended to strike when the Human Race advanced, seeing the thunderbolts descending, they were forced to launch their attack ahead of schedule.