The doppelganger had already ceased its attack, retreating to a safe distance to keep watch over Sanda. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Meanwhile, Ye Liuyun, accompanied by the Nine-Headed Demon Dragon and the Vermilion Bird, resumed his assault on the remaining elite warriors trapped by the armored soldiers.

A part of him hoped Sanda would summon more reinforcements, but he doubted the enemy commander would dare. The three-tiered elite forces of the Celestial Race had been nearly wiped out in this battle—their strongest assets obliterated.

What remained were fifty thousand first and second-tier warriors and two million soldiers, but they no longer posed a significant threat. Once Ye Liuyun finished mopping up this battle, his next move would be to destroy the warship where Sanda was stationed.

"Seal all hatches!" Sanda roared in frustration from within the vessel.

Helpless, it could only watch as its elite forces were systematically annihilated, powerless to intervene.

Sanda had suffered a crushing defeat. The problem wasn’t just its inability to reinforce others—it couldn’t even ensure its own survival now.

The once-imposing commander had completely lost its earlier bravado. After its outburst, it slumped in place, utterly deflated.

"What now? The remaining soldiers and forces are no match for Ye Liuyun."

To make matters worse, escape was impossible. There were no altars for teleportation, and none of its warships could outpace the Falcon. At this rate, before they could even reach the Holy Land, Ye Liuyun would undoubtedly strike again.

By now, it had finally dawned on him—Ye Liuyun had known exactly which warship he was on all along. From the very beginning, Ye Liuyun had deliberately avoided attacking his vessel, opting instead to whittle away his forces bit by bit.

By the time he could no longer endure it and sent out his strongest warriors to challenge Ye Liuyun, they were swiftly cut down.

And now, with Ye Liuyun closing in for the kill, he could do nothing but watch helplessly.

If only he had fought back with everything he had from the start, perhaps things wouldn’t have turned out so disastrous.

But now, as he gazed at the sky swarming with falcons and swallows, even going all out would be too little, too late.

"Turn the fleet around! Retreat!"

That was the only order Sangda could give, clinging to the faint hope that Ye Liuyun might lose interest in pursuing him and let him slip away.

But if Ye Liuyun insisted on the attack, he would have no choice but to fight for his life.

Watching the alien warships finally retreat, Ye Liuyun merely smirked.

"Thinking of running now? Too late for that."

He sent his doppelgänger to shadow the fleeing fleet, ensuring none of the enemy escaped along the way.

Meanwhile, Ye Liuyun himself continued battling for a while longer before ordering his forces to scour the battlefield.

With so many fallen alien warriors, the spoils of war promised to be substantial.

After gathering the resources, his first priority was rewarding the Violet Kylin, helping it recover swiftly.

The Vermilion Bird’s spiritual energy surged as well, having absorbed countless wandering souls, and it even lent some of that power to the Nine-Headed Netherdrake to bolster its own spirit.

The armored soldiers achieved a sweeping victory, leveraging their numerical advantage to eliminate the remaining elite warriors of the alien race.

Lei Ming, Liang Xue, and the others joined the fray for a while, even enlisting the armored soldiers to capture numerous prisoners for future training purposes.

Yu Xiaofeng, leading the two hundred thousand troops, continued the relentless pursuit of the fleeing aliens. Meanwhile, the Falcon and Swallow units intercepted any escape attempts, ruthlessly driving the aliens back into the battlefield.

Ye Liuyun estimated the battle wouldn’t conclude anytime soon, so he wasn’t in a hurry. He first recalled the armored soldiers into his spatial world, allowing them to rest and recover. The battle had cost over five hundred lives, and their armor needed repairs.

Joining Yu Xiaofeng’s forces with Lei Ming and Liang Xue, Ye Liuyun resumed the hunt for the alien army. Utilizing his spatial power, he teleported ahead to cut off their retreat, accelerating the extermination.

Only after the alien forces were completely annihilated and the battlefield cleared did Ye Liuyun withdraw everyone into his spatial world, using his spatial abilities to catch up with his clone.

Meanwhile, Mu Lai handed over the metal cage to Ye Liuyun.

Attempting to communicate telepathically with the Soul Devourer inside, Ye Liuyun found his consciousness could penetrate the cage’s barrier—only for the beast to obliterate his mental probe.

"Quite the temper," Ye Liuyun mused, unperturbed. The creature likely hadn’t yet grasped the gravity of its situation. Deciding to let it stew for a few days, he set the matter aside for now.

Upon reuniting with his clone, Ye Liuyun immediately retreated into the clone’s spatial world to cultivate.

With the alien warships in retreat and the Holy Land secure, there was no urgency to eradicate the remaining aliens. Better to let the soldiers and fighters rest and recuperate first.

He could also take this opportunity to continue cultivating his temporal powers while replenishing his depleted Xuan Yuan energy.

His own training couldn’t be neglected either, and he made sure to spar frequently with the Purple Kylin Snake. After days of rigorous tempering, his foundation had grown increasingly solid, and faint signs of a breakthrough were beginning to emerge.

Ye Liuyun was eager to reach the Sovereign Realm.

So once everyone had rested sufficiently, he immediately mounted the Nine-Headed Netherdragon again and deployed all his Falcon fighters, ready to strike at Sangda.

For days, Sangda had seen no sign of Ye Liuyun, and a flicker of hope had ignited in its heart—perhaps its enemy had spared them after all. But the moment Ye Liuyun reappeared, that hope plummeted into dread.

It had already reported every detail of its battles with Ye Liuyun to the alien forces. The fact that Ye Liuyun commanded such formidable soldiers was critical intelligence—the aliens had to be warned.

And this battle... would likely be its last.

So before Ye Liuyun could even launch his attack, Sangda ordered its warship to a halt, disembarking all alien troops to face the enemy head-on. Every Swallow fighter and warship surged forward first, intercepting Ye Liuyun and his Falcon fleet.

"Well, well. At least it knows its place," Ye Liuyun mused with a smirk.

He had been about to order his doppelgänger to blast through the warship’s defenses, but seeing Sangda emerge willingly saved him the trouble. Without hesitation, he commanded the Falcons to annihilate the alien fleet.

Then, his fifteen thousand armored soldiers emerged, followed by Yu Xiaofeng leading his commanders and a million-strong army, all forming battle formations.

By now, the aliens had few warships left. Tens of thousands of Swallow fighters and larger vessels were swiftly shot down by the Falcons, their wreckage scattering across the vast expanse of space like a metallic nebula.

Ye Liuyun waved his hand once more, and the army began its advance.

Sangda was now at a complete disadvantage, but he had no choice but to fight with everything he had.

Logically, he could have chosen to flee. But as the so-called "Hundred-Victory King," suffering such a crushing defeat left him too ashamed to return to his people.

So he resolved to stake his life on one final battle against Ye Liuyun. Even if he could only take Ye Liuyun down with him, it would at least mean the countless fallen warriors and elite fighters of his race hadn’t died in vain.

But then, Ye Liuyun unleashed his beasts—the Vermilion Bird and the others—letting them join the fray for combat experience.

And then there was the Violet Kylin. The moment it appeared, the entire enemy army trembled in fear.

Every last one of them dreaded that a single roar from this creature could wipe out their two-million-strong force in an instant.

Though they had already steeled themselves for death, ready to fight to the bitter end, the sight of the Violet Kylin sapped their remaining resolve in an instant.