I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 1127: Chapter 694: Spatial Chain Array (Part 3)

As Tier Eight Beastman Royal Family members, they generally disregard ordinary Tier Eight Spiritualists, even those with the Golden Bloodline, who can’t withstand more than a few moves against them.

But facing them are two Tier Eight powerhouses of the Dongfang Clan, plus the arrays of the Zhuge Clan, perfectly integrating the strength of many warriors.

The situation has become extremely unfavorable for them.

Guhai forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath and communicated with Amond through his soul:

"Amond, the Astrology Stone has lit up, Gu Yun must have received the message over there. Next, we need to hold out for a period; I believe Gu Yun will surely send someone to support us."

At this critical juncture, he and Amond are like grasshoppers tied to the same rope; any damage to one’s combat power would put unimaginable pressure on the other, potentially leading to a total collapse.

Thus, he must stabilize Amond’s mindset.

"Alright!"

Amond’s response was brief and forceful.

In the moment of crisis, this usually reckless and bold Behemoth War God was cooler and clearer-headed than usual.

His scarlet eyes slightly squinted, like a beast ready to pounce in a hunter’s trap.

"Take action!"

Elder Dongfang Hong wasted no words, heavily thumping the Azure Wood Staff in his hand, causing the lines of the formation beneath his feet to suddenly blaze brightly. Thick azure wood limbs extended out from the Wuhou Eight Trigrams Array, like verdant pythons, surrounding Amond from all sides.

Elder Dongfang Hong’s frontal assault provided the distraction, as he brought four Tier Eight powerhouses from the flanks to cooperate with the air, trapping Amond tightly in the circle.

For each azure wood root torn apart, more roots sprouted from the formation lines, layer upon layer, endlessly.

The Dongfang Clan’s Power of Qingmu was famous for its perpetuity, and bolstered by the Wuhou Eight Trigrams Array, it was relentless like spring grass.

Amond was like caught in a tightening giant net, with each struggle resulting in greater entanglement.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, Dongfang Long led another team to besiege Guhai.

Hundreds of wood palms stretched out from the tree trunks like living entities, pressing layer upon layer towards Guhai’s direction.

Backed by the array’s power, Huo Wenxi of the Huo Family and Taishi Zhan from the Taishi Clan pincer-attacked Guhai from both flanks.

Huo Wenxi’s sword momentum was sharp and domineering, each slash enveloped in scorching Flame Spiritual Energy, sparking dazzlingly upon Guhai’s Dragon Scales.

Taishi Zhan’s spear technique was as cunning as a poisonous snake, each thrust aimed precisely at the crevices between Guhai’s Dragon Scales, leaving fine blood marks on his formidable body.

Guhai roared in counterattack, sweeping with Dragon Wings, tearing with Dragon Claws, and spurting dark golden Dragon Flame from his mouth to repel those attempting to approach.

Yet, each time he amassed power to rout one of them, the Wuhou Eight Trigrams Array beneath flared up suddenly, an invisible force pulling and restraining him, forcing him to divert his focus to deal with the array’s suppression.

The battle reached a stalemate.

Under the leadership of Dongfang Hong and Dongfang Long, aided by the Wuhou Eight Trigrams Array, the two squads utterly suppressed Amond and Guhai, causing more and more wounds.

However, the life force of these two Tier Eight Beastman Royal Family members was displayed vividly at this moment.

Amond’s wounds continued to increase, but the terrifying recuperative ability of the Golden Behemoth allowed those wounds to heal at a visibly rapid pace.

Even if he was beaten back time and again, he arose like an undead monster, roaring while charging at the opponent once more.

Guhai’s Dragon Scales were fractured in many places, yet his combat will didn’t waver at all; every counterattack carried the inherent tyranny and pride of the Ancient Dragon Race.

Despite being covered in wounds, his momentum didn’t diminish one bit.

Dongfang Hong and Dongfang Long exchanged a glance, promptly accelerating their offensive.

Yet—

Boom

A massive booming sound suddenly erupted outside the array.

The golden light wall of the Wuhou Eight Trigrams Array quaked fiercely, the bright formation lines starting to flicker, as if subjected to ongoing powerful external impacts.

Faintly, roars, shouts, and sounds of various Spiritual Energy collisions could be heard from outside the array.

Amond and Guhai both showed joy, it appeared that support has arrived faster than they had anticipated!