Chapter 1677: Line Up and Hold Hands

Leaving the tent, Zhang Xuan did not pause and soon flew to the mirror.

"Commander, what is it?"

Seeing the commander so cautious, even forbidding the Heavenly Fate from being probed and sealing off the surrounding aura, the Saint Ascendant Triple powerhouse spoke with a serious expression.

"It's like this..."

While walking, Zhang Xuan explained, holding his chin. Before he finished speaking, a demonic blade suddenly appeared and slashed straight at the neck of this alien clansman.

"..."

Not expecting a sudden attack, the alien clan powerhouse was startled. After all, as a Saint Ascendant Triple expert who had experienced countless battles, though panicked, he did not lose his composure and quickly retreated to dodge.

Smack!

After retreating only two steps, a huge brick landed on his head, instantly smashing him into a flat cake.

Even the Immortal Realm commander was knocked out and couldn't recover from a single blow; how could this guy withstand it? With one hit, he was KO'd.

Pfft!

The eerie demonic blade flew over, absorbing the blood and soul of this fellow.

Without hesitation, Zhang Xuan flew back to the tent: "You, come over!"

He called another Saint Ascendant Triple powerhouse.

Five minutes later, he poked his head out of the tent again: "All three of you, come over!"

Three Golden Body realm alien clansmen walked out, leaving only two Seeing the Unbreakable experts exchanging bewildered glances.

Weren't they supposed to discuss matters?

Why were people being called out?

Not long after their confusion, they saw the commander walk back with a satisfied expression. As soon as he entered, he set up a soundproof seal: "I just gave them tasks. Now I'll tell you..."

The two Seeing the Unbreakable alien clansmen stood up simultaneously, afraid of missing an order.

Whoosh!

A flash of blade light, and before these two could react, their heads fell to the ground.

Even in death, they couldn't understand why he attacked.

Fighting an Immortal Realm expert might be troublesome, but Seeing the Unbreakable were easy kills.

Having dealt with the seven, Zhang Xuan disposed of the bodies and called in a guard.

"Summon all Saint Ascendant level experts for a meeting..." Zhang Xuan ordered.

"Reporting to the commander, only five Saint Ascendant level vice-commanders came this time, and... you just called them out!"

The guard looked at him with confusion.

Saint Ascendant level... you called out five, and the other two were just here—where did they go?

The guard, only at Saint Domain Six or Seven, couldn't even detect the fake Saint Ascendant Triple's Heartbeat Premonition, let alone know the truth.

He never imagined the real commander had been killed.

"That's good then." He was just testing; since there were only seven, it saved him trouble. Standing up, Zhang Xuan ordered again: "Notify all soldiers to assemble in front of the tent!"

"Everyone?"

"Yes, everyone, including those resting, scouting, and patrolling—call them all!"

Zhang Xuan waved his hand.

"Yes!"

The guard hurried out, and soon the assembly horn sounded.

Within ten minutes, orderly sounds arose. Stepping out of the tent, Zhang Xuan saw countless alien clansmen standing in neat rows.

With a glance, Zhang Xuan's brows twitched.

There were over ten thousand alien clansmen before him.

Fortunately, he hadn't acted rashly earlier. Over ten thousand Saint Domain Triple and above experts forming a formation—even a half-step Ancient Saint might struggle to contend.

No wonder the Zhang family dared not attack. With so many experts, even if the Zhang family were powerful, they would likely suffer heavy losses or be unable to withstand them.

"General Ai He!"

Suppressing his shock, Zhang Xuan shouted.

"Here!"

General Ai He stepped forward.

"Take some men and bring the items I just arranged here!"

With a grand wave, Zhang Xuan said.

"Yes!"

Though unsure why the commander did this, once ordered, he dared not disobey. General Ai He immediately led a group of people and hurried away.

A few minutes later, numerous stone platforms and mirrors were brought over.

"Form groups of a thousand each, distribute these items to every group. All soldiers must hold hands, and those at the front must touch the mirrors with their palms!"

Seeing the items brought, Zhang Xuan announced the order.

"Groups of a thousand?"

"Hold hands?"

All soldiers were bewildered.

Were they practicing some new formation?

But... they had never heard of this.

Even if it were a formation, they'd never heard of holding hands.

"Commander, the Zhang family is watching eagerly. Gathering everyone to hold hands... what if they attack?" An alien clansman in black armor, somewhat resembling General Ai He, couldn't help asking.

All other soldiers also looked at him.

"Foolish!"

Frowning, Zhang Xuan showed anger: "This is the battle plan just devised by me and the vice-commanders. Do you know what these mirrors are?"

"We do not know!"

"They look like special mirrors, but we don't know what they do..."

Everyone shook their heads.

If not for Zhang Xuan's frequent contact with Heavenly Fate Masters, he wouldn't recognize them either. These ordinary soldiers had never seen human Heavenly Fate Masters, so naturally they couldn't identify them.

"I'll tell you: these are Heavenly Fate Master treasures that can conceal fate. Under their cover, even Heartbeat Premonition experts cannot detect you. Touching them and holding hands will hide your aura and killing intent, allowing us to sneak up and catch them off guard!"

With a grand wave, Zhang Xuan said.

"Catch them off guard? The commander plans to ambush?"

"They can conceal fate? That's amazing..."

"Yes, if we succeed in the ambush, we'll achieve unparalleled merit..."

Hearing the mirrors' effects, all alien clansmen were excited, their faces flushed.

If they could ambush successfully, they wouldn't have to fight to the death, and might even earn great merit and rewards.

"Understand well. So you must hold hands, with no insulating items in between. Remember, if anyone fails to hold tight and leaks our trail, alerting the enemy masters, you will be a traitor to the spirit race and executed without mercy!"

Raising his brows, Zhang Xuan's tone carried heavy killing intent: "This ambush is a do-or-die effort. Only success is allowed, no failure! Do you all understand?"

"Understood!"

All alien clansmen nodded simultaneously, their expressions solemn and excited.

"Very good..."

Seeing everyone obey, Zhang Xuan waved his hand: "Form the formation!"

Rustle!

The massive army immediately split into groups of a thousand. The strongest stood at the front, palms touching the mirrors, while others held hands, layer upon layer, stretching for hundreds of meters.

"Very good..."

Nodding with satisfaction, Zhang Xuan was about to say a few more encouraging words when he heard several rapid gusts of wind, and a figure appeared abruptly before him.

"Commander Hen Jiang, what are you doing?"

A loud shout rang out.