In response to Lin Yu Heng's shout, the practitioners of the Ling Yuan family felt their blood set ablaze, as they roared with a vigor that won't lose to the incoming weapon spirits!
Leading the pack forward, Qing Ming Yang shouts—
"Remember to not stray too far outwards! Our objective is to draw as many of them into the rivers as possible! Those with ice elemental divine arts—position yourselves accordingly! As for those charged with bridge demolition—keep an eye out! Lin-xiong, change of plans—gather 20 others with you to hold back the big guy!"
Drawing his sword, Qing Ming Yang continues to add—
"Finally, do not engage those weapon spirits in a battle of attrition; focus on pushing them into the rivers! Now go forth and show them that the price for killing our clansmen must be paid for with blood!"
It goes without saying that the bridge is limited in size, so only a few individuals are able to cross at a time.
For the most part, the Ling Yuan family's practitioners situated themselves on their side of the river's shore, whereas the weapon spirits crossed over in large numbers.
*Klang!!!* pushing three weapon spirits back with a single swing of his spear, Lin Yu Heng shouts—
"That big guy—he'll be one of our priority targets to use the ropes and talismans on later! For the time being, let us keep him away from the main confrontation! Paste spirit Qi onto your feet to walk on the waters!"
"Understood!"
"Got it!"
Seeing numerous practitioners charging in his direction, Zhu Xu shouts—
"Bring it!"
...…
Walking through the crowd, Yang Hai mutters—
"Láng Líng."
As pale blue fur and white fur grow in a rampant manner—covering the entirety of Yang Hai's body, his stature rises to a height of three meters.
Following this, Yang Hai's face elongates into the form of a beast, and—
*Arrruuuuoo!!!* howling aloud, Yang Hai—in the form of a werewolf, kicks off the ground, and leaps into the air!
"Look out!"
"Distance yourselves!"
As Yang Hai descends from above, most of the practitioners beneath him are quick to scatter, and—
"Die!"
Landing in front of a practitioner, who is late to react, the former is quick to throw out a heavy-handed punch.
"Uh…!"
"Let me!"
Knocking the slow-witted individual aside, and receiving Yang Hai's attack—
*Klang!!!*
"Tch…!"
The Core Formation realm practitioner grits his teeth, as his arms turn numb from the impact.
"Ack!"
Unable to withstand the force of this attack completely, the practitioner is pushed back by a few meters.
"Together!"
"Take him down!"
Almost as soon as Yang Hai had managed to knock the Core Formation realm practitioner back, two more approaches from the side, while lunging their weapons forward.
...…
"Follow my lead!"
Shouting this, Teng Hao assumes his Weapon Spirit True Body state, which consists of a golden suit of armor with a mantle formed of flames.
Swinging his bo-staff wildly, Teng Hao throws two practitioners back, prior to kicking off the ground.
"Ignore the musclehead."
Saying this, Gui Lian also assumes her Weapon Spirit True Body state, which consists of a trench coat-like body armor—with leggings that have been molded together by numerous lotus flower petals.
"Vice-captain, what are doing then?"
Towards Shen Le's question, Gui Lian answers—
"Since you three can't use Partial-Apotheosis, you shouldn't head into the heart of this battlefield. Stay on the outer perimeters, and pick off the stragglers."
"Understood."
Receiving this order, the three nods.
...…
"…"
Using her Relic—that is a metal umbrella as a lance, Xun Yu knocks three practitioners back.
Standing behind her was Qing Yue, who remarks—
"Xun Yu, you better have my back in this situation."
"No promises, pipsqueak."
"Tch, even at a time like this?"
Ignoring the question, Xun Yu opens her umbrella to block off a spirit Qi handprint, while remarking—
"I think my luck today is quite good since I prayed to the deity before battle."
"I refuse to believe in this Lord Tian She Zi. Who in their right mind would worship a deity that looks no different from an Immortal?"
Directing a subtle glare at Qing Yue, Xun Yu says—
"I don't mind leaving you on your own right now, pipsqueak."
"…Tch."
...…
In another area—
"It's far too similar to be a coincidence."
"Agreed."
Li Xue and Ye Chen narrowed their eyes at the jade sword that Qing Ming Yang was holding in his hands, and simultaneously—
"An Ye."
"Shí'èr Yuè."
The two assumed their Weapon Spirit True Body states.
Ye Chen's appearance, which consists of a set of black armor aside, Li Xue's armor is somewhat similar in design—due to it having a trench coat-like upper body piece that is silver in color. And serving as her headwear is a crown that is attached to a veil.
"Damn, it's cold…"
Adding to the uniqueness of Li Xue's armor is the cold air that is emanating from it, to which, she replies—
"Get used to it. Let's pry that sword off that Immortal."
"Right."
Setting Qing Ming Yang as their target, the two kick off the ground at the same time.
...…
*Klang! Klang! Klang!* exchanging hits with a practitioner in his Weapon Spirit True Body state, Chen Lan gradually becomes more accustomed to his reformed Relic.
Situated near Chen Lan are the other members of the Ashen River Hall with Shao Tianming and Wang Yongning taking the lead.
"You're open!"
"…!"
Seeing an opportunity presenting itself, Chen Lan thrusts his blade forward!
*Klang! Siiiii!*
"Dammit!"
Receiving this thrust with their sword, sparks fly between Chen Lan and the practitioner, who is pushed back.
Closing the distance, Chen Lan is just about to lunge his blade forward; however—
"Die!"
"…!"
Widening his eyes at the realization of another practitioner's presence, Chen Lan's body freezes in place, but—
"Pay more attention to your surroundings, dammit!"
Li Zi Xiang swings her whip, and captures the second practitioner by their neck.
"Nice assist."
Shaking off his dazed state of mind quickly, Chen Lan snaps his body towards the practitioner, and finishes them off with a single swing.