The Shining Star Above The Heaven-Chapter 584: One Person Army

Patriarch Xin observed the corpses, then shifted his gaze to the devil troops in the distance. This would be the first time his troops faced a necromancer, and it seemed to be a powerful one. He had already noticed something was wrong with the recon team for several reasons.

The most obvious was their attire. The recon team wore robes that covered their entire bodies, something they had never done since the war began. While some might argue the change in clothing was a decision made by the recon group themselves, Patriarch Xin saw it as a red flag that immediately raised his suspicion.

The second reason, one that could also be detected by other emperor-stage cultivators with keen senses was the strange aura emanating from the bodies of the undead. The undead naturally exude a kind of aura that feels cold to the living, though the intensity of it depends on the condition of the undead themselves.

The aura could be extremely subtle, detectable only by emperor stage cultivators or it could be sensed even by those at lower cultivation levels. For the aura to be faint enough that only emperor stage cultivators could detect it, the corpse must have been recently deceased, and the necromancer controlling it must be highly skilled.

Patriarch Xin had already heard of a necromancer, who was also a summoner, from the devil’s side who needed to be watched closely during this invasion. One of the Seven Deadly Sins—Sloth.

If there was even a chance that she was among this devil troop, then—

Roar!

A beast’s roar suddenly echoed from beside the devil troops. A massive creature appeared out of nowhere, and it was immediately clear that it had been summoned through a formation or some kind of technique. But then, all the alliance troops felt a chill. The aura radiating from the beast had reached the peak emperor stage!

Also, the beast that appeared could not be underestimated, as it was a four headed hydra.

Shriek!

But the shock did not end there. Suddenly, behind the hydra, another beast appeared, and this one instantly soared into the sky. It had the strength of a high emperor stage, and being an avian-type beast, the alliance troops immediately recognized it as a roc.

The alliance troops who witnessed the appearance of these beasts felt a chill. These were not ordinary creatures, they were powerful beasts whose legends had long been known. The fact that the devils had summoned them now meant that this battle would become the toughest they had faced since the beginning of the invasion.

Patriarch Xin narrowed his eyes and looked to his side, toward a middle emperor-stage cultivator from the Doria Imperial Family.

"Bring four middle emperor-stage cultivators and hold off that roc. I’ll take care of the hydra," he said, his gaze returning to the towering figure of the hydra.

"I might also end up facing the necromancer myself."

Hearing that, the cultivator from the Imperial Family opened his mouth, wanting to persuade him, but stopped himself and simply replied,

"Yes, Commander."

Without delay, he carried out the order, quickly selecting four other middle emperor-stage cultivators.

"Uwooo!"

Rumble!

Suddenly, a war cry erupted from the devil troops as they began their charge toward the alliance forces. The hydra and the roc also surged forward, and with every movement of the hydra, the ground trembled beneath its massive steps.

As the devil troops drew closer, the higher ups in the alliance caught sight of something in the enemy lineup, and they couldn’t hide their shock.

"Those are... those are all undead!"

"What? That many?! How many is that? It must be tens of thousands!"

Gasps and cries of disbelief spread among the alliance ranks as they realized that the incoming wave was made up entirely of undead. Their pale skin was unmistakable, and many bore a gruesome appearance, bloodied, dirt covered, and clearly reanimated from the battlefield.

Patriarch Xin also clearly saw that the incoming army was made up of undead, charging at them at high speed. However, his expression did not change. He had prepared for the worst from the start, and from the looks of it, he would have to fight seriously now to ensure their troops did not suffer heavy losses.

He might even need to use his full strength, as it was likely he would face the necromancer, who was also the summoner, possibly the Sloth devil herself.

An undead force of this scale, combined with the summoned beasts, was something only she could accomplish.

Despite the chill that gripped their hearts, the alliance troops quickly readied themselves. The five middle emperor stage cultivators immediately flew forward to intercept the roc, while Patriarch Xin stood far ahead of the frontline, preparing to meet the hydra head on.

The four headed hydra reared back, preparing to attack as black flames gathered in each of its mouths. A moment later, it unleashed a torrent of flame, its breath attack sweeping toward the alliance troops. This flame could annihilate even high emperor-stage cultivators, burning them like ants caught in a blaze.

The alliance forces knew well the despair carried within the hydra’s breath. But just before the attack could reach them—

Swhoosh!

A sword slash filled with radiant light cut through the air, illuminating the battlefield for a brief moment. The energy of the slash split the flames in two and continued forward, striking the hydra’s massive body.

Slash!

The hydra’s flesh was cut, but only slightly, leaving behind a shallow wound. Even so, the beast let out a furious roar.

Roar!

"Ant! How dare you hurt me!" one of the hydra’s heads roared, glaring at Patriarch Xin, who stood firm after unleashing his sword strike.

Patriarch Xin showed little expression. Without a word, he slashed again, this time with even more power. But the hydra was ready. All four heads breathed black flame toward the incoming sword energy.

The two attacks collided, causing a violent explosion. The flames spread across the ground, and the undead were the ones who suffered the most. Many were instantly engulfed and reduced to ashes, but the rest showed no reaction. They continued charging at the alliance troops without hesitation.

Moments later, the two armies finally clashed.

The ground split. Winds howled. Flames raged. Waves surged. Every element erupted as cultivators unleashed their techniques all at once. The battlefield descended into chaos, a storm of power and destruction on all sides.

The roc, which had been aiming to strike the alliance troops, was already intercepted by the five middle emperor stage cultivators. Although they were far weaker than the beast, their coordination and teamwork allowed them to disrupt its attack and movements. With enough effort and a luck, they might even find an opening to kill it.

While they worked together to contain the roc, Patriarch Xin continued facing the hydra alone. Even as he fought, he swept his gaze across the battlefield, searching for the summoner. He had not yet unleashed his full strength, what he needed now was to hold the hydra in place until he could locate the summoner.

And it did not take long.

At the far rear of the devil forces, far from the the front lines, he spotted her. A transparent carriage stood there, detached from the chaos. Inside, he saw a woman lounging lazily, watching the battle unfold as if it were nothing more than a spectacle.

Upon finding his target, Patriarch Xin finally unleashed a far greater power. His body suddenly radiated with brilliant light, illuminating the battlefield. The energy pouring from him was terrifying, enough to make even the hydra regard him with solemn caution.

In the next instant, slashes of light shot out in every direction, like a rain of blades.

Every undead struck by the light was instantly cut down. One beam even severed one of the hydra’s heads, forcing the beast to scream in agony. No one could stop the light, it moved with a speed that none of them could follow.

The barrage continued toward the distant carriage. But just before the light could reach it—

Boom!

A shield shaped like a turtle shell suddenly appeared, intercepting the strike. The impact blew wind in every direction, tearing apart the ground beneath it.

"You’re truly rude, to attack so suddenly like that." A woman’s voice echoed as the turtle shell shaped shield vanished.

Patriarch Xin frowned slightly but quickly composed himself. He realized she had used a defensive artifact to block his strike.

The wind from the impact had blown away the carriage’s curtain, finally revealing the figure inside. A beautiful woman with long purple hair lay lazily on a sofa within the carriage, her head resting on the armrest.

Her voluptuous figure was barely concealed by her scant attire, enough to stir desire in any man who looked her way. But Patriarch Xin showed no reaction. He looked at her calmly.

This was the woman so many had described as a one person army—one of the Seven Deadly Sins.

The Sloth Devil.

"You seem awfully relaxed for someone with death approaching," Patriarch Xin said, his voice filled with confidence.

But the Sloth Devil didn’t seem to take his words to heart. She slowly floated out of the carriage and gently touched the ground. Suddenly, a circle of red light appeared around her.

Patriarch Xin attempted to strike to stop her, but once again, the turtle shell barrier blocked his attack. At the same moment, another beast emerged from the very spot where she touched the ground.

It was a chimera, radiating the power of a high emperor stage beast, causing Patriarch Xin’s brows to knit into a frown.

"We don’t know that just yet," the Sloth Devil’s voice echoed casually, as the chimera lunged at him.

From behind, the hydra also attack with its flame. Now, Patriarch Xin was surrounded, caught between the attacks of two powerful spiritual beasts.

Boom!

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