I Can See Your Combat Power

What they call a nonsystematic Fierce Realm team is a Fierce Realm team without a combination attack. Although they are all composed of Fierce Realm fighters, such an assembly does not have much of a deterrent effect since a single ordinary Fierce Realm warrior’s Spirit Art usually does not cause more than 20,000 in Soul Damage.

It is well-known that a combination attack of a Roaring Python transforming into a Flood Dragon can cause around 15,000 in Soul Damage. In other words, if an ordinary Fierce Realm attacks a Transcendent team, they could inflict significant damage if they strike first and the enemy only has two or three teams. However, if the team of Transcendents is numerous, it becomes intimidating and difficult to attack effectively.

This is because launching an attack would cause fluctuations, even if it allowed Fierce Realm warriors to seize the initiative. The backlash of numerous Flood Dragons would make it difficult for them to defend themselves. Although Fierce Realm warriors who can fly might not fall into a desperate situation, it would certainly break their attack rhythm.

Placing hope on these outsiders from the Fierce Realm seems extremely unreliable to Tang Luo, especially considering a Transcendent team from the Mi Clan Allied Army is always organized in units of over a hundred members.

At least thirty Transcendent teams combined could provide enough defensive power against an ordinary Fierce Realm. Tang Luo absolutely did not believe that these fighters could inflict substantial damage on the Allied Army.

“Please, Commander Luo, you must have faith.” The Great Elder Tang Siyuan, who had been listening quietly on the side, suddenly spoke with a smile, “Because this group of Fierce Realm fighters is very numerous.”

Tang Luo was taken aback: “Numerous? How many could there be?”

“At least three hundred.”

“Gulp…” Tang Luo gasped, turning to ask Tang Zhi: “How did you manage this, Clan Leader? And with so many from the Fierce Realm, are you sure they’re all here to help?”

Xiling was the most top-tier megacity in Lingjiang, but there were fewer than five hundred Fierce Realm fighters in the whole city, even with a population of over three million and hundreds of years of peace.

It sounded like a mythological tale for the Tang Clan to have brought so many Fierce Realm fighters to Xiling.

“Remember when you were seeking grain from the clan before the flood?”

Tang Zhi reminded him with a smile.

“You mean the grain we collected is the price for their assistance?” Tang Luo suddenly realized, no wonder the Elder Council had stated that these were important strategic resources—it was meant for this moment.

“Ten thousand pounds of grain for each Transcendent. How much damage do you think these Fierce Realm warriors can inflict on the Mi Clan Allied Army?” Tang Zhi’s smile was as light as a breeze and casual as if he was merely asking what Tang Luo had for lunch.

However, Tang Luo saw the deadly and cruel intent behind Tang Zhi’s plan—this was clearly an attempt to wipe out the Allied Army!

Not to mention eradicating the entire Allied Army on North Mountain, as long as a third of the Transcendent warriors were killed, the so-called alliance of the Mi Clan would immediately fall apart.

Each team of Transcendants was painstakingly cultivated by their family clans, and many were led by direct family members holding positions as team leaders or little generals. These people were the direct descendants of important figures within their clans, their deaths would shake the entire family.

Perhaps for these foreign Martial Ancestors it is nothing more than killing a few Transcendent warriors, but as long as they really dare to make a move, those noble families of the Allied Army would certainly take vengeance. The Fierce Realm auxiliary Army, initially only planning to collect bounties for food, will now have to face the increasing pressure of the battlefield.

If it was only thirty Martial Ancestors, they might just cause some waves for the Allied Army, but with a full three hundred Fierce Realm fighters, perhaps by the time the creature-filled South Ridge reacted, the whole North Mountain would already be covered in corpses.

Swallowing hard with difficulty, Tang Luo still found it hard to believe. “Are they really willing to get involved in such a massive battle just for a bit of grain?”

If he were in their shoes, he would definitely not choose to exchange food for human heads, even if he was short of grain. It’s not a question of morality, but a question of input and output not being proportional.

Each organized team of Transcendents represented a family lineage of unknown depth. At this stage of understanding in the martial arts, every surviving noble family has unique foundational techniques, which is why Wind Media can identify a warrior’s origin simply by describing their techniques.

Unless they are assassins who possess multiple techniques and are good at hiding, the act of murder for spoils is bound to be exposed.

So, he really didn’t understand the mentality of those foreign warriors who came to help the Tang Clan.

“They can of course see the risks involved, but compared to their family back home who are very likely to starve, these risks are insignificant.” Tang Zhi responded calmly, “After all, they are short on food.”

The implication of helplessness means that they had no option but to proceed down a path they didn’t choose—even if it’s a path that they dislike—they had no opportunity to turn back.

Why is there always a great plague after a great disaster? Because the most vicious thing in the world is human desire.

Even when the natural disaster has receded, human desires will not be satisfied. For many noble families, natural disasters are an irresistible force, but for some families, they offer a shortcut to strengthening their family’s power.

The wealthy families holding stockpiles of grain would not start distributing food just because the disaster has passed. Instead, they would continue purchasing grains in large quantities. And those noble families that have let down their guard after the disaster are likely to face the bitter repercussions once again.

That’s the reason why famine often occurs after disasters, not during them.

The Tang Clan, choosing to distribute grain at this time, essentially holds the greatest bargaining power. Everyone’s eyes are fixated on the equation of one Transcendent human head equaling ten thousand pounds of grain. Who would care about the risks behind it?

After all, there is safety in numbers, isn’t there?

Even the strongest noble family can’t accurately identify and retaliate against a specific target from among three hundred Fierce Realm fighters, especially under the leadership of a bunch of top-level warriors. So, those Fierce Realm warriors who came to assist the Tang Clan wouldn’t pay much attention to the risks behind.

Thus, when Mi Hai and his men were once again engaged in battle with the warriors of the Tang Clan, hundreds of Fierce Realm warriors flew out of the Cloud Sending Peak.

They divided into six groups, led by members of the Tang Clan, and approached the Mountain of the Sacred Cauldron from various angles.

At this time, Mi Clan’s allied army was quickly gathering towards the Mountain of the Sacred Cauldron. They were filled with the determination to bite the Tang Clan to death in one go.

That night, Mi Clan’s Allied Army finally gathered around the Mountain of the Sacred Cauldron, but their commander Mi Hai was nowhere to be seen. The commander’s decree was passed on to the generals gathered there by the order deliverer.

“All troops surround the Mountain of the Sacred Cauldron and stay on standby. Leave ten teams of Martial Ancestors on guard, all other Martial Ancestors rush over to provide support!”

It is common for the Fierce Realm to go ahead in a major clan battle, and the generals who had just assembled did not question it. After simply issuing a few orders, they flew towards the Mountain of the Sacred Cauldron to support Commander Mi Hai.