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Chapter 699: The Moment of Chaos

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Boom! Boom! Boom!

The bombardment continued without pause.

Each attack from the Bai Clan’s flying ship caused the Shen Clan’s protective formation to tremble violently.

The cracks covering the barrier continued to spread.

The Shen Clan cultivators responsible for maintaining the formation were already struggling.

"Hold it!"

"Pour more Qi into the formation!"

"Don’t let it break!"

Their desperate voices echoed throughout the Shen Clan.

However, the situation had already reached its limit.

The Bai Clan’s flying ship was simply too powerful, and its attacks were relentless.

Boom!

Another terrifying blast descended.

This time—

Crack!

A sharp sound echoed through the sky.

Everyone looked up.

A massive crack had appeared across the Shen Clan’s protective barrier.

The expressions of countless Shen Clan members immediately turned pale.

Before anyone could react—

Boom!

Another attack struck.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The massive crack instantly spread throughout the entire formation.

Like a shattered mirror, countless fractures covered the barrier.

BOOM!!!

The Shen Clan’s protective formation finally collapsed.

A terrifying explosion swept through the area.

The enormous barrier shattered into countless fragments of spiritual light.

The cultivators maintaining the formation were thrown backward.

Several of them coughed up blood.

Others were directly knocked unconscious.

The entire Shen Clan was exposed.

Above them, the Bai Clan’s flying ship continued hovering in the sky.

Its massive shadow covered the battlefield.

Inside the ship, Bai Tianheng looked down at the Shen Clan.

His expression was completely cold.

"Attack!"

The moment his voice fell, the Bai Clan moved.

Whoosh! Slash! Slash!

The moment the Bai Clan entered the Shen Clan, the slaughter began.

A Bai Clan expert crashed through a group of Shen Clan cultivators.

Several figures were sent flying.

Blood filled the air.

The Shen Clan immediately tried to resist.

However, the moment the two sides truly clashed, the difference between them became painfully obvious.

The Shen Clan stood no chance at all.

The Bai Clan’s cultivators possessed superior cultivation techniques.

Their martial arts were stronger.

Their artifacts were better.

Even their overall cultivation was higher.

Against such an overwhelming advantage, how could the Shen Clan possibly compete?

Boom!

A Shen Clan elder unleashed his full strength.

A powerful technique shot toward his opponent.

However, the Bai Clan elder merely raised his weapon.

Clang!

The attack was easily blocked.

Before the Shen Clan elder could react—

Slash!

A sharp light flashed. His body was sent flying backward.

"AHHH!"

His miserable scream echoed through the battlefield.

Elsewhere, the situation was no different.

The Bai Clan cultivators charged through the Shen Clan’s defenses like wolves entering a flock of sheep.

One after another, Shen Clan cultivators fell.

"Stop them!"

"Don’t let them advance!"

"Reinforcements!"

The Shen Clan elders shouted desperately.

However, their voices were quickly drowned out by the sounds of battle.

Boom!

Another Shen Clan expert was blasted into the ground.

Crack!

The ground beneath him shattered.

Before he could even stand, a Bai Clan cultivator descended from above.

Boom!

The attack landed. The Shen Clan expert’s body went completely still.

Fear gradually spread throughout the Shen Clan.

They had expected a difficult battle.

They had prepared themselves to face the Bai Clan.

But they had never expected the difference in strength to be this great.

The Shen Clan was being completely massacred.

Shen Wuheng stood in the distance, his face becoming increasingly pale.

"How..."

He clenched his fists tightly.

"How can this be happening?"

The Bai Clan was simply too strong.

Their cultivators were crushing the Shen Clan in nearly every confrontation.

And the most terrifying part was that the Bai Clan had barely suffered any casualties.

Meanwhile, the Shen Clan was losing people every moment.

If this continued, the Shen Clan would truly be destroyed.

Shen Wuheng’s heart trembled.

His gaze immediately turned toward the Gu Master.

Until now, the Gu Master had not made a single move.

He merely stood there, watching.

Observing the battlefield with a strange expression.

As though the deaths of the Shen Clan cultivators had nothing to do with him.

"Sir!"

Shen Wuheng hurriedly approached him.

His voice was filled with urgency.

"Please help us!"

The Gu Master slowly turned toward him.

Shen Wuheng clenched his fists.

"If this continues, my Shen Clan will be destroyed!"

The Gu Master remained silent.

His gaze shifted back toward the battlefield.

Another Shen Clan cultivator fell.

Then another.

Then another.

Blood gradually covered the ground.

A faint smile slowly appeared on the Gu Master’s face.

More deaths.

More corpses.

To him, that was not a bad thing.

It was precisely what he wanted.

Every dead cultivator was a potential refined corpse.

Although the Shen Clan cultivators were not particularly powerful, their bodies were still useful.

Some could be refined into puppets.

Others could be used as materials.

The more people who died, the more he gained.

As for the Shen Clan itself?

The Gu Master’s eyes became cold.

Their usefulness had already come to an end.

They had served their purpose.

They were no longer needed.

In fact, their corpses might be more useful to him than their continued existence.

Shen Wuheng stared at him.

His expression gradually changed.

The Gu Master’s silence made him feel increasingly uneasy.

"Sir?"

The Gu Master finally looked at him.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

"Why are you so worried?"

Shen Wuheng’s face twitched.

Why was he worried?

His clan was being slaughtered!

At this rate, there might not even be a Shen Clan left by the end of the battle.

However, Shen Wuheng suppressed his anger.

"Sir, please!"

His voice became increasingly urgent.

"If you don’t act soon, the Shen Clan won’t be able to hold on!"

Even after Shen Wuheng’s desperate plea, the Gu Master showed no intention of intervening.

Bang!

Another figure was sent crashing into the ground.

Blood splattered across the battlefield.

Shen Wuheng’s face became increasingly pale.

He clenched his fists tightly.

Finally, he gritted his teeth.

"Sir..."

The Gu Master did not respond.

Shen Wuheng’s expression changed.

Then he took a deep breath.

"The Lord asked you to help us."

The moment those words fell, the Gu Master’s expression changed.

His head slowly turned.

A pair of cold eyes landed directly on Shen Wuheng.

The terrifying pressure in his gaze caused Shen Wuheng’s heart to tremble.

"If you don’t..."

Shen Wuheng swallowed the rest of his words.

However, the Gu Master had already understood what he was trying to say.

"You dare threaten me?"

His voice was cold.

Shen Wuheng’s face immediately changed.

"I-I wouldn’t dare!"

The Gu Master’s eyes narrowed.

"Then what did you mean?"

Shen Wuheng clenched his teeth.

His heart was filled with fear.

However, he had no other choice.

If he did not bring up the Lord, he feared that this man would simply continue standing here and watching as the Shen Clan was destroyed.

"Sir, you’ve misunderstood."

Shen Wuheng quickly lowered his head.

"I wasn’t threatening you. I was merely reminding you of the greater cause. The Lord personally arranged for you and your people to assist us."

"If the Shen Clan is destroyed, wouldn’t that affect the Lord’s plans as well?"

Silence!

The Gu Master’s gaze remained fixed on him.

Shen Wuheng’s back was already covered in cold sweat.

He had never expected that the person sent to assist them would be this indifferent toward the fate of the Shen Clan.

To the other party, it seemed that whether the Shen Clan survived or perished did not matter at all.

Suddenly—

Bang!

The Gu Master raised his hand. Shen Wuheng didn’t even have time to react.

A powerful force struck his chest.

"UGH!"

His body flew backward.

Boom!

Shen Wuheng crashed heavily into the wall.

The wall cracked from the impact.

He coughed violently and struggled to stand.

The Gu Master looked at him coldly.

"Watch your words!"

Shen Wuheng’s face turned pale.

However, despite his anger, he did not dare show the slightest hint of dissatisfaction.

He knew very well that provoking this man further would only lead to his death.

The Gu Master snorted.

Although Shen Wuheng had irritated him, the man had not been entirely wrong.

He was indeed here because of the Lord’s orders.

And he had a mission to complete.

The Shen Clan had already served its purpose, but the Bai Clan was another matter.

He had originally planned to let the battle continue a little longer.

The more people who died, the more corpses he could collect.

However, if the Shen Clan was completely destroyed before he fulfilled the Lord’s mission, there would be some inconvenience.

The Gu Master slowly stepped forward.

Boom!

A terrifying aura erupted from his body.

The surrounding air instantly became heavy.

Shen Wuheng’s eyes filled with hope.

(Finally!)

The Gu Master rose into the air.

His cold gaze swept across the Bai Clan cultivators below.

"Today..."

His voice echoed throughout the battlefield.

"I will show you that even the most powerful clan in the Desolate Heaven Empire..."

His aura continued to rise.

"...is nothing more than a slightly bigger ant before us!"

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