Immortal Path Space-Chapter 522: Wrath of the Scorpion King

Zhang Chunfeng and the Demon Clan's encampment were separated by a hundred miles, but for Immortal Cultivators and Demonic Beasts, this distance wasn't too far, and they reached it in no time.

At this moment, Zhang Chunfeng led his team to within less than five miles of the Demonic Beasts.

The total number of Demonic Beasts was in the millions, and at a glance, it was a sprawling, seemingly endless mass.

On the human side, there were only a little over a thousand people, which appeared minuscule in comparison to the vast Demon Clan army. Their presence seemed somewhat audacious.

"Charge!"

With Zhang Chunfeng's resounding command, the formation formed by these over a thousand people rushed forward like released arrows, charging toward the horde of a million Demonic Beasts.

Superficially, they seemed like ants challenging a colossal creature, but there was no hint of despair in their charge, only unwavering determination.

Like a sharp knife, they cut into the bloated mass of the enemy.

Though the Demon Clan had numbers on their side, the majority were low-tier Demonic Beasts, and the number of high-tier three-tier Demonic Beasts was still fewer than the count of Golden Core Cultivators.

Once they charged into the midst of the beast horde, various Spiritual Weapons and Magic weapons came into play. Wherever they went, severed limbs and remains filled the air, and rivers of blood flowed.

Within a hundred-yard radius around them, no living creature could survive, as if boiling water had been poured into a pile of snow, instantly melting a vast area of emptiness.

Every Demonic Beast that approached them was reduced to ruins in moments, falling to the ground.

Their attacks were all blocked by countless shields that were linked together.

A bit further away, dozens of three-tier Demonic Beasts flew in the sky, silently observing the battlefield.

They didn't approach, for they knew that in the face of such an onslaught, rushing forward would only make them cannon fodder.

Even if they were confident in withstanding the attacks of Golden Core Cultivators, one hit, two hits, or more, there were over a hundred Golden Cores on the opposing side, and no one could withstand that.

A massive black-purple scorpion floated in the air, accompanied by more than ten three-tier Demonic Beasts.

"Spread the word: drive all low-tier Demon Clan members away and encircle these humans. Even if it takes time, we can wear them down. Hmph! They dare to come to us willingly!"

After Black-Purple Scorpion issued its command, two black-and-white patterned giant spiders immediately left to deliver orders to various locations.

Within the Demon Clan, they had never considered low-tier Demonic Beasts as kin; they were disposable cannon fodder at any time, not worth cherishing.

The two black-and-white patterned spiders navigated through the Demonic Beast swarm, searching for other three-tier Demonic Beasts to convey the command.

Suddenly, in front of one of the black-and-white spiders, a black curved dagger appeared strangely, only a foot away from its head.

The attack was so sudden that it could only manage to dodge backward.

At that moment, a black large axe also appeared behind it, descending straight down.

The Black-and-White Patterned Spider hadn't even seen where its opponent was, and its entire body was already split in half.

At this point, two black-robed figures appeared in front and behind it, casually collecting the spider's corpse.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and by the time other Demonic Beasts in the vicinity reacted, the two black-robed assassins had disappeared.

Such sneak attacks were not isolated incidents within the Demonic Beast swarm.

The Black-robed Assassins took advantage of Zhang Chunfeng and his group drawing the attention of the Demonic Beasts to launch a fierce attack on their high-tier Demonic Beasts.

Wang Hong concealed his cultivation level, blending in with a group of Golden Core Cultivators. He had no intention of revealing himself until Purple Flame Yao King appeared.

As Zhang Chunfeng led his over-a-thousand-strong group into the midst of the beast horde, they didn't keep charging forward but continued to slaughter at the outer edges of the Demonic Beast group, avoiding venturing deeper.

Their strength was formidable, but the enemy's numbers were overwhelmingly large. If they got too deep, they might end up exhausted.

The black-purple giant scorpion, observing the battle from a distance, noticed several times that the Demonic Beast horde was attempting to encircle their human foes but was skillfully evaded each time.

"Send word again, have the flanks approach from the sides and rear to encircle this group of Human Clan. If we let the Human Clan escape today, the Demon Clan responsible will pay with their lives!"

The Black-Purple Scorpion issued orders once again, feeling that the previous command had been ineffective. It had been a long time since the order was given, but the beast horde below was moving slowly and chaotically, lacking any coordination.

Even the two Black-and-White Patterned Spiders sent out for communication hadn't returned yet.

The scorpion suspected that perhaps the ancient ancestor was not present, and the Demon Clan no longer regarded it with importance. It made a resolve that after this battle, it would have to eliminate a few disobedient Demon Clan members to reestablish its authority.

Little did the Black-Purple Scorpion know that the Demon Clan members it wanted to kill had already been assassinated by the Black-robed Cultivators, rendering its personal intervention unnecessary.

Some of the three-tier Demonic Beasts within the beast horde were killed in sneak attacks, greatly impacting the efficiency of the horde, making it appear sluggish.

After the Black-Purple Scorpion's command, it watched silently from a distance as the Human Clan slaughtered low-tier Demonic Beasts below.

However, after a long while, it finally saw a group of Demonic Beasts on the right side of the horde slowly preparing to flank from the right.

But the left side showed no response, and the Black-Purple Scorpion became infuriated, feeling ignored.

It took even more time for the Demonic Beasts on the left to start moving, slowly beginning to encircle from the left.

By this point, the Black-Purple Scorpion was seething with anger and decided to intervene personally. It brought along more than ten of its Younger Brothers, intending to make an example of a few disobedient Demonic Beasts.

However, when it descended into the battlefield with a fierce aura, it couldn't find any targets.

Originally, there were many two-tier and three-tier Demonic Beasts mixed into the horde, responsible for driving and leading the low-tier Demonic Beasts. But now, after searching a large area, it couldn't find a single three-tier Demonic Beast.

This only fueled its rage further, as it was still in the midst of battle while its subordinates seemed to have vanished.

Helplessly, it could only lead its Younger Brothers to personally drive the Demonic Beasts and encircle the Human Clan.

Under the powerful coercion of the Black-Purple Scorpion, numerous low-tier Demonic Beasts, with their limited intelligence, seemed to finally understand what they needed to do and started moving to one side.

However, before they could complete the encirclement under its leadership, the group of Human Clan Cultivators suddenly turned and fled without hesitation.

Their speed was astonishing, and with their velocity, the Demon Clan army had no hope of catching up.

Only the Black-Purple Scorpion was left fuming at the rear, thoroughly enraged. This battle had been too anticlimactic.

Zhang Chunfeng led his group of over a thousand people within the beast horde, effortlessly cutting through the Demonic Beasts like slicing through vegetables. Wherever they went, blood and flesh flew, and they had already slaughtered more than two hundred thousand Demonic Beasts in succession.

Seeing that the Demonic Beast horde was showing signs of encirclement, he gave the order to retreat.

By now, each person had slaughtered roughly two hundred Demonic Beasts on average, and they were all exhausted. Pushing further might result in significant casualties on their side.

For the next few days, as long as they could continue to slaughter one to two hundred thousand Demonic Beasts daily, they would quickly eliminate the horde with minimal casualties.

Engaging in an all-out battle would be detrimental to the Human Clan's cause.

Taking a few more days to minimize casualties was a welcome choice for Zhang Chunfeng.

Upon returning to their original encampment, they took a headcount and found that none of the over-a-thousand people in their formation had died in this battle. This was primarily due to their coordinated efforts within the formation, which often allowed them to gain a decisive advantage in local battles, leaving the Demon Clan powerless to retaliate.

Moreover, they had been facing primarily low-tier Demonic Beasts, and even their weakest members were at the Foundation Building stage. If there had been casualties even under these advantageous conditions, it would have been embarrassing.

However, the Black-robed Cultivators from the Immortal Way Trading Company, due to their infiltration into the beast horde for sneak attacks, had suffered losses. Three Golden Core Cultivators were killed, and five were wounded.

Although they had gained an advantage in this battle, losing three Golden Core Cultivators was unavoidable. In such a large-scale battle, even individuals with strong personal power would have a hard time extricating themselves once they got caught in the melee.

"Everyone, take this time to rest. We will launch another attack on the Demon Clan tomorrow," Zhang Chunfeng ordered.

With Zhang Chunfeng's arrangements in place, everyone went to rest, especially the injured individuals who needed to recover quickly. As long as their injuries weren't too severe, they would need to participate in the battle again tomorrow.

Wang Hong also returned to his exclusive tent. He had blended into the group today and hadn't made a formal move.

His Divine Sense had a range of five miles, and he had searched through the beast horde today but found no trace of the Purple Flame Scorpion King. Hence, he had refrained from taking action.

Meanwhile, the Purple Flame Scorpion King was still hiding near its lair, waiting for the Human Clan Cultivators to come to its doorstep. As a Demonic Beast that had cultivated for thousands of years, it had the patience to wait for months.

So, it remained hidden among the rocks and trees in the forest, concealing its presence completely, like an inanimate boulder.

As time passed, the small animals living nearby had grown accustomed to the presence of the boulder, hopping on and off it every day, relieving themselves without a care.

Today, a wild dog even lifted its leg and urinated right in front of the boulder, marking its territory.

The Purple Flame Scorpion King had no intention of moving. For a Demonic Beast that had cultivated for thousands of years, its temperament and patience were beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Just as it decided to continue waiting, a black scorpion rushed over in a state of panic and knelt before the Purple Flame Scorpion King.

"Reporting to the ancient ancestor, our tribe's army led by Scorpion Thirteen has engaged in three consecutive battles against the Human Clan, suffering heavy losses!"

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the seemingly lifeless Purple Flame Scorpion King burst into action, causing a whirlwind of sand and stones. All the small animals and insects in the vicinity turned to dust.

The black scorpion that had brought the news fell to the ground, terrified.

"Tell me the specifics," the Purple Flame Scorpion King demanded.

The black scorpion recounted the battlefield situation in detail. Scorpion Thirteen had personally led hundreds of thousands of Demon Clan members, but in just three days, they had lost half their numbers. Although they were all cannon fodder, it was still impossible to replace their losses in such a short time.

What was even more unbearable was that a significant number of two-tier and three-tier Demonic Beasts had also perished.

"Scorpion Thirteen is utterly incompetent!" roared the Purple Flame Scorpion King angrily, causing another flurry of sand and stones.

Considering the current situation, it seemed that the Human Clan no longer intended to attack their lair. Continuing to wait would be meaningless, and it had already wasted enough time.

With that, it transformed into a streak of rainbow light and flew off into the distance.

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