Follow the path of Dao from infancy Chapter 1813 Chapter 473: The Great Battle (Part 3)
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The city of Dragon Gate boasts three defensive barriers: the outermost shields the outer city, the middle one safeguards the inner city, and the innermost encircles the core area.
In fierce battles, when assaults from enemy forces grow overwhelming, the outer barrier shatters first. Before the foes can breach the second one, myriad soldiers within the walls fight desperately to hold the line. Retreat to the core city happens only in the direst moments.
"Now's the moment for Dragon Shield Tower to step up and shield the Kun Dragon Army along with the Dragon-cutting Army!"
Long Ying called out softly, "Assemble the array!"
Duan Yuan and his comrades bellowed together, activating the Six Harmonies Dragon Scale Array. Bursts of golden radiance burst from their forms, with their immortal power serving as the array's core. The energies they projected vibrated swiftly and fused seamlessly.
Shi Miao lifted his hand to join the array, blending seamlessly into the overall structure.
Li Hao unleashed his immortal power next, drawing intricate patterns at high speed, as the array took shape and he merged within, claiming a spot at the dragon's tail end.
A massive force trailed behind them, made up of diverse clans, all shifting to their authentic shapes—strange and varied, yet marked by insignias bearing the symbols for Kan or Kun across their forms.
Among these ranks, towering banners whipped through the air, steadying the troops' determination.
At Long Ying's hushed command, the nine of them shifted into the Six Harmonies Dragon Scale Array, wrapping the enormous dual armies inside its protective embrace.
Right away, Li Hao sensed that upon these forces joining the array, their immortal power flowed into the structure too, forging a looping harmony of energies.
"Kill!"
Through a storm of furious cries, the Ancient Demon Army pressed ahead relentlessly.
From the ramparts, hordes of warriors poured forth, storming beyond the fortifications, as both factions unleashed deafening bellows, echoes booming like thunder amplified a myriad times.
Across this epic field of conflict, Li Hao realized the array formed by their nine, encompassing the two armies under its guard, appeared merely as a tiny fragment amid the chaos, utterly unremarkable—far less so than lone fighters, who resembled mere specks of dirt, lost to sight entirely.
Kill!
The paired armies likewise arrayed into battle shapes, morphing into a duo of savage wild dragons, limbs forged like liquid metal and frames of colossal might, surging into the fray.
The Six Harmonies Dragon Scale Array linked with the Barbarian Dragon Army's setups, enhancing one another to craft a piercing thrust that plunged deep into the Ancient Demon ranks.
Inside the Ancient Demon horde, the Yan Ghost Array coalesced, shifting into a malevolent dark colossal specter, born from hundreds of thousands of True Immortal Ancient Demons, as if emerging from the depths of hell, lashing out its limb at Li Hao and his group.
"Dragon Counter!"
Long Ying issued a quiet order, steadily directing the array, causing the golden dragon shape crafted by the nine to flare its scales in a fierce retaliation.
The Yan Ghost Array, built from those hundreds of thousands of Ancient Demons, wielded devastation that even a novice Immortal King struggled to endure. Such was the fearsome might of arrays in action.
When the colossal specter's dark limb came crashing down, the dragon's scales ripped through it, dealing evident wounds to the foe. Just then, the pair of wild dragons inside the array lunged forward, clamping onto the specter's frame and tearing free wisps of inky fog. The array's perimeter broke through at once, hauling forth Ancient Demons to crush them into oblivion.
Positioned at the dragon's rear, Li Hao hadn't fully tapped his strength yet since the head led the charge, leaving him with reserves of vigor. He surveyed the vast conflict and spotted enormous silhouettes of battle arrays everywhere, marching across the field, channeling unified might amplified many times over, perhaps even tenfold.
Thanks to these battle arrays, vast numbers of True Immortals—hundreds of thousands strong—could fell an Immortal King!
Lacking such battle arrays, True Immortals wouldn't scratch an Immortal King even if it slumbered right before them.
Through endless ages of conflict, these battle arrays had been refined to peak perfection.
Right in the heart of this warzone stood Li Hao, engulfed by booming shouts and wails, laws shattering all around, domain forces stretching out only to get shredded in moments, rendering even the Immortal King level as transient as a spark amid the turmoil.
All at once, a dark colossal specter barreled in from the flank, targeting the dragon's tail.