Chapter 663: Seemingly a Match with a Slight Advantage

In the diffuse scarlet blood mist, a golden light suddenly flashed, as if the sun was rising from the sea of blood in hell.

The sound of chanting echoed throughout the area, drowning out the howling wind and the shrill roars of monsters.

"Namo Bhagavati, Bhishasha, Surushe Liuli..."

The Western Buddhist monks were lined up in the front, with their hands clasped together and their eyes closed in meditation, chanting the "Medicine Buddha Sutra", with colorful Buddha light emanating from their bodies.

The light shone on the thick blood mist in front, like boiling soup pouring on snow, colorful clouds rolled up by the wind. In an instant, the mist and clouds dissipated, and the fishy smell in the air also faded a lot, faintly turning into the mist of sandalwood.

The large blood mist that blocked the vision was dispersed, and the demon mosquitoes hiding in the blood mist had nowhere to hide. Their numbers could not be seen clearly when the blood mist covered the sky, but when the mist dissipated, the blood mosquitoes flying all over the sky made the soldiers' scalps numb.

There was a loud buzzing sound in the air, and the blood mosquito demon soldiers were like a swarm of frightened bees. They triggered their attack mechanism almost at the same time and swooped down frantically towards the chanting monks.

"The Thunder Hammer Battalion is ready to meet the enemy, stand by!"

"The Fire Blade Battalion is ready to meet the enemy, stand by!"

"The Flying Sword Battalion is ready to meet the enemy, stand by!"

In the heavenly army behind the monks, the heavenly general shouted orders loudly, and the golden mist in the hands of the heavenly soldiers changed into uniform standard immortal soldiers according to the formation assigned during the drill.

"Flying Sword Camp, send out!"

Following a command, a piece of golden sword jade suddenly shot out and hit the swarm of flying mosquitoes head-on like a wall of sword edges.

The flying sword shuttled through the swarm of mosquitoes, and golden sword marks were smeared wantonly on the blood-red background. Countless golden threads in the air intertwined into complex composite patterns, like some extremely gorgeous brocade.

A large number of blood mosquito demon soldiers were annihilated in an instant, countless limbs and flesh fell like hail, and fluorescent green insect blood spilled all over the ground.

"Fire Blade Camp, kill!"

Another command was given, and whirlwinds of fire swirled out from the heavenly soldiers' battle formation, wreaking havoc among the insect swarms, sweeping away gaps of scattered ashes wherever they passed.

"Thunder Hammer Camp, boom!"

The Ruyi Immortal Weapon transformed into a short-handled hammer and sharp nails, and when it struck, purple lightning flashed like dragons and snakes dancing wildly. Chain lightning jumped back and forth on the body of the magic mosquito, interweaving into a large net of thunder and fire.

With such a dense firepower network, the overwhelming demon mosquitoes were all killed before they could rush half the distance. The few that managed to rush to the front with the help of their companions' bodies were able to stab out with their sharp needle-like mouthparts, but they pierced the golden shield held up by the monks.

The heavenly soldier standing behind the monk raised his spear and stabbed. The tip of the spear was wrapped with a spiral wind blade. The demon mosquito that was stabbed by the spear was immediately chopped into pieces of flesh and blood.

The army advanced steadily and slowly like a forest. Wherever it passed, the blood mist dissipated and the demons were crushed. It was like a reef in the tide, breaking up the countless waves of demon mosquitoes without moving a muscle.

Huang Feihu was under the flag of the central army, riding on a black tiger mount, standing behind Huang Tianhua. His eyes passed through Huang Tianhua's thick and broad shoulders, looking at the battle situation on the front line ahead, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

My son has finally grown up!
Finally, he grew into a great man who stood tall and proud, carrying the banner of the general. In front of him were hundreds of millions of demons, and behind him were all living beings. He was the backbone. Under the command of Huang Tianhua, the heavenly army and the monk army cooperated well, bringing their respective strengths to the extreme. Even when they ran into a demon army several times or even dozens of times larger than themselves, they still maintained a stable formation and even handled it with ease.

Wen Rui's information was correct. The Demon Mosquito, whose physical quality was equivalent to that of a True Immortal, was really just an ordinary demon soldier. There were countless demon soldiers of the same kind, and they were not the so-called elite few of the demon army.

If it were a group of 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals who couldn't even defeat a monkey in the past, they would have been defeated and eaten alive if they were surrounded by such a large number of demon troops.

Equipped with the Ruyi Immortal Weapons, the heavenly soldiers and generals under the command of Huang Tianhua burst out with incredible combat power. They were able to uniformly transform into targeted immortal-grade weapons at any time according to the battlefield situation, and then use these weapons to launch a round of salvos.

Huang Tianhua was also very good at controlling the overall situation. Every order he issued could effectively make up for the gaps in the battle formation and block the enemy's offensive.

The solid battle line was like a meat grinder, swallowing and chewing up the rushing enemies, then spitting out the fragments. The killing was carried out efficiently and accurately.

The coalition forces have continued to push the front line towards the blood sea for hundreds of miles. The closer to the blood sea, the more demon mosquitoes there are. No less than hundreds of thousands of demon mosquitoes have been killed along the way.

Hundreds of thousands of enemies were killed, several times the total strength of the coalition forces, while the coalition forces suffered no casualties except for the hundred or so scouts who died in the initial battle.

Huang Feihu asked himself that if he were to lead the army, he would never be able to reach Huang Tianhua's level. The boy's progress over the years was beyond the old general's imagination, and his strategic and tactical level had reached a higher level.

The worries in his heart dissipated a lot. Huang Feihu couldn't help but laugh at himself, feeling that he was old after all, and he did not have the indomitable ambition of young people, and he had lost the desire to achieve success.

Perhaps, as Wei Tuo said, Wen Rui did not want the alliance between Heaven and Western Religion to become closer after their great victory in this battle, so he made alarmist remarks to discredit his own side and praise the enemy?

But even if this was true, Huang Feihu did not blame Wen Rui. Although this man always had ill intentions and his own little calculations, he told the truth after all, and the information he provided was beneficial to the decision-making of the front-line commander.

Combined with the latest intelligence, Huang Tianhua formulated a more prudent attack plan, reducing the meaningless sacrifices caused by continuing to send reconnaissance teams.

The three great Bodhisattvas of the Western Religion sat on lotus pedestals, suspended above the military formation. Although they did not take action, they emitted Buddha's light, praying for blessings for the troops, while at the same time being on guard against the Blood Sea Ancestor attacking the coalition forces.

In the mandala of the sea of consciousness, the incarnations of the three great bodhisattvas were having a spiritual communication and discussing the progress of the battle.

"The Buddha is indeed extremely wise. Forming an alliance with the Heavenly Court to attack the Sea of Blood is truly a correct decision."

Manjusri Bodhisattva exclaimed: "The power of the Blood Sea Demon Clan is far beyond our expectations. If our sect were to go out alone and encounter such a fierce group of demons, we would definitely return in defeat. By the way, how come those incompetent soldiers in the Heavenly Court are so elite now?"

Samantabhadra frowned and said, "As the Buddha taught, everything is ever-changing. Ksitigarbha also chased the evil demons to the coast of the Blood Sea a hundred years ago. Although the demon soldiers at that time were numerous, they were quite weak. The ordinary demon soldiers we encountered this time are all stronger than the demon generals a hundred years ago."

At this point, Samantabhadra shook his head helplessly: "It is my monks and the guardian Jie Di who have not made any progress and have gradually become the weakest soldiers among the three parties."

Guanyin Bodhisattva did not say a word, but closed his eyes and meditated silently.

Seeing her like this, Samantabhadra asked, "Brother Guanyin, you have been thinking about this for a long time. Have you come to any realization?"

(End of this chapter)

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