Demon Sword Sect's Undercover-Chapter 809 - 808: Steel Torrent

They can only wait and must absolutely not charge in recklessly, as it would be tantamount to seeking death, and it would also bring disaster upon the Daoist sects of the Grassland.

Although the Sword Cultivators were frustrated, they were not mindless idiots. They knew that their number, fewer than a hundred, could not determine the battlefield’s situation and wasn’t their place to decide.

"What if there’s no opportunity? They will certainly return the same way after succeeding, and we can ambush them on their way back." Shi Le was still unwilling to give in.

Hou Niao explained, "If you want to act, it must be here, because we can pin the blame on the Lian Sect; ambush on the Grassland? What’s your reasoning? Do you think the Wu Sect is stupid, unaware that we Sword Sect are the only cultivation force on the Grassland?"

Shi Le sighed. He knew his senior brother’s logic was sound, but having traveled thousands of miles just to watch a play was a bit hard to reconcile.

The Wu Sect Daoists used the Rectangular Skill, catching all the cultivators within a hundred-mile radius of Nifu Swamp by surprise, leaving no chance to spread the word, with no external reinforcements, making them wild beasts fighting a desperate battle.

Though displeased, Hou Niao remained calm, "Retreat another twenty miles, we’re too close to the Rectangular Skill."

A bit reluctantly, the Sword Cultivators obediently retreated another twenty miles. Hou Niao quietly signaled a few people, "I sense some instability in the Rectangular Skill Magic Barrier, but the energy is still strong, which means there might be changes in the Rectangular Skill, hopefully ones that will favor us."

Even from dozens of miles away, they could see the intense level of battle within the Rectangular Skill Magic Barrier. Nearly two thousand cultivators gathered within a one hundred-mile space, already quite a high density; the whole space felt saturated with techniques, unable to discern the casualties on either side.

Cultivators aren’t like mortal armies, where one side wears black and the other red. However, it was clear that the level of organization differed vastly, with the Wu Sect being well-prepared, moving in unison. For instance, the hundred-cultivator team from the Shuanggou Market huddling together to fight. Other Wu Sect Daoists also formed their groups, tight and orderly.

In contrast, the Lian Sect cultivators were much more disorganized. Caught off guard, they were a bit dazed and confused. Although numerous, they couldn’t form into groups, battling in tens or dozens at a time, a significant disparity between them.

If time were limitless, the extermination of the thousand Lian Sect members would be a certainty, but time was finite, and half an hour had already passed.

"The Wu Sect Daoists rallying together indeed allows them to maximize their advantage, but it also slows the progress of the battle. If time is limited, they can’t achieve a complete annihilation." Shi Le clearly saw this.

Hou Niao attentively felt the information transmitted by the Flying Swords on the barrier, "They must have a reason for doing this, changes will soon occur."

The next moment, the Rectangular Skill space suddenly transformed, dividing the entire hundred-mile area into eight smaller spaces, evidently easier to maintain.

"This Rectangular Skill is the Dividing Field Skill. I see why they stayed tightly grouped, because of this."

In each of the eight spaces, there was one Wu Sect Daoist hundred-person team, but the number of Lian Sect cultivators was unlimited, randomly assigned, with some spaces more crowded than others.

Hou Niao shouted, "Which space is the Shuanggou Market group in?"

Shi Le realized something, excitedly pointing, "There it is!"

Hou Niao took a deep breath, needing to bet on one, not on life and death, but on whether they could make it back out once they went in.

"Now is the best opportunity, we can enter the space with the Shuanggou Daoists. Although narrow, it is perfect for our Iron Sword Stream! But I’m not certain we can exit smoothly. Are you willing to take the risk?"

The lead Sword Cultivators were thrilled, nodding in unison.

Hou Niao made up his mind, "Alright, then wait for my command. But I must make it clear, once we enter, there’s no mercy; whether Wu Sect or Lian Sect, we will kill them all and take their bodies."

Shi Le licked his lips, "No problem, the Lian Sect isn’t any good, they’ve bullied us for over a thousand years, among surrounding forces, they are the worst!"

It’s not about who is the worst, but about oneself being too weak.

After being divided, the eight small spaces separated from each other completely, disordered, like eight giant bubbles of air, not blown by the wind, but repelled by some mysterious force. Though still solid, they differed from the previous ordered force.

This was the best opportunity, just wait until both sides inside wore each other out in the life-and-death struggle.

However, not everything was perfect, the eight small spaces couldn’t be evenly divided. In one of them, the ratio was very imbalanced; it was the inverse of the Wu Sect Daoists and Lian Sect cultivators, with the Wu Sect Daoists having a significant advantage, which meant this battle would end soon.

What happens when it ends? Will the space open? If any cultivators escaped from the Rectangular Skill space, the Grassland people’s actions would no longer be secret. Apart from leaving, there would be no other option.

He had to make a decision. The next moment, he had decided, "Tell them, prepare for combined swords!"

Shi Le was somewhat surprised, not understanding why the senior brother was so anxious.

"No longer waiting for the insiders to wear out further?"

Hou Niao said coldly, "If we wait any longer, the battles in other small spaces will be over."

Nearly a hundred Sword Cultivators merged into their swords, resembling a cluster of iron thorns. This was Hou Niao’s intention; he also wanted to test what it would be like when a group of Sword Cultivators used the Body Sword Skill simultaneously.

The usual howls of the group swords on the Grassland were meaningless, merely a display to intimidate the uninitiated. Only in real battle could they determine whether the Sword Formation was effective.

With Divine Sense, he addressed all the Sword Cultivators, "Once inside, do not act alone. Follow me, one direction, one command. Don’t worry about what’s ahead, even if it’s a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, you must charge ahead!

No defense, no dodging, if you can’t withstand it, consider yourself unlucky; since I am the senior brother, this is my way."

After speaking, he also merged with his sword, flying towards the space where the Shuanggou Market Wu Sect cultivators were, followed by a hundred swords, forming a massive sword wedge.

This was merely an experiment, unrelated to grudges, friendships, or even the two Grassland Sword Cultivators who fell in battle at Shuanggou.

It was also irrelevant who the opponent was.

They simply found a good enclosed environment, the most advantageous time for their Sword Formation assault, along with two or three hundred fairly strong opponents. What could be more satisfying than this?

Having cultivated for a hundred years, he finally transitioned from individual duels to leading a group fight, starting with a hundred, and in the future, he wished to lead thousands or tens of thousands; they were on the Jinxiu Continent now, and in the future, he wanted to continue to rampage through the Universe.

But this is only the beginning.