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57: Chapter 57 Divine Oracle Descends, Unveiling Ten Years of Hidden Secrets

Xiao Xuan's order for the final assault was about to be issued.

On the Tianqiong Battle Platform, three Foundation Establishment cultivators stood at the very front of the Golden Armor Legion, their protective true essence forcing Wang Pingan's front-line shield wall to tremble incessantly.

The Golden Armor Legion had completed their encirclement and were advancing.

They were no longer in a rush to charge, but were instead pushing forward step by step, intending to crush Wang Pingan's Immortal Martial Legion with the sheer weight of a demigod's divine kingdom.

Wang Shan stood amidst the cracks of the battle platform, his chest armor dented and his crimson flame saber propped against the ground; the heavy Cavalry formation behind him had already been scattered twice.

Wang Mu stood in front of the Artillery Battalion, the armor plating on his left arm shattered by a rain of swords, yet he still gripped his command flag tightly.

The two thousand Extreme Realm citizens had not yet retreated to the breaking point.

They were simply being suppressed to the point where they could barely breathe.

Everyone knew that this batch of enemies was stronger than all their previous opponents.

Especially those three Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Their protective true essence prevented the Martial Heavy Armor from cutting through, made it difficult for the Immortal Martial fire radiance to break their defenses, and prevented the Cavalry from successfully maneuvering through their ranks.

In the Seventeen Stars livestream chat, the barrage had shifted from fervent to stifled.

"It's about over; Wang Pingan really did his best."

"Xiao Xuan's Foundation Establishment is too unsolvable; Wang Pingan lacks high-end combat power at the same level."

"Being able to force a demigod to use Foundation Establishment is already quite exaggerated."

"It's a pity, but the championship still belongs to Liumang Star."

The Liumang Star spectator area began to cheer in advance.

Some had already activated celebration firework effects, with golden light raining down over the stands.

"Xiao Xuan takes it!"

"Number one in Seventeen Stars is still our Liumang Star!"

"Tianhai Star has indeed made progress this year, but this is as far as they go!"

No one in the Tianhai Star spectator area spoke up to retort.

They watched the three Foundation Establishment cultivators on the battlefield, their hearts aching with a stifling pain.

Zhao Yang sat back in his chair, his hands clutching his head, yet his eyes refused to leave the screen.

Wang Qingyan's lips trembled slightly as she whispered, "He still has a way."

Wang Jincheng glanced at her and spoke in a low voice.

"You think so too?"

Wang Qingyan did not look at him.

"He never leaves himself without an exit."

Wang Jincheng was silent for a moment, then looked back at the big screen.

"Then don't let us down."

At the commentary desk, the official commentators were also making their final judgment.

"Contestant Xiao Xuan has already secured a comprehensive advantage; next, as long as the Foundation Establishment citizens tear through the Artillery Battalion and Cavalry, Contestant Wang Pingan's main formation will be forced to split."

Another commentator nodded and said, "Contestant Wang Pingan's biggest regret is that he himself remains at the Divine Being stage, with his citizens' cultivation stuck at Qi Refining Stage 9 and Body Forging Stage 9."

Just as these words were spoken, Wang Pingan, inside the connection pod, raised his right hand.

Watching his citizens struggling desperately on the battlefield, he pressed the Oracle transmission key.

Golden Oracle light patterns spread rapidly from the command interface, passing through the StarNet projection rules and reaching straight above the Tianqiong Battle Platform.

Boom!

The sky above the Tianqiong Battle Platform suddenly brightened.

A magnificent divine voice emanated from the divine kingdom passage behind Wang Pingan, drowning out the artillery fire, the ringing of swords, and even Xiao Xuan's demigod pressure.

"The shackles are broken; unleash the foundation you have suppressed for a decade."

"This very day, trample upon this demigod realm!"

The instant the Oracle descended, Wang Shan suddenly lifted his head.

The fighting spirit in his eyes erupted violently.

"Brothers, did you hear that!"

"The Divine Lord commands us to trample upon the demigod!"

The five hundred Martial Heavy Armor soldiers roared in unison.

That sound carried a ferocity suppressed for too long, directly drowning out the battle cries of the Golden Armor Legion in front of them.

Wang Mu also lifted his head, his hand gripping the command flag finally relaxing slightly.

"Sword Qi Battalion, release the spiritual energy compression."

"Artillery Battalion, stop conserving spiritual power."

"Today, hold nothing back."

The five hundred Immortal Martial elites responded in unison.

The next moment, the change began.

The blood energy that Wang Shan had pressed deep into his bones and organs was finally fully released.

Blood-colored true energy erupted violently from beneath his feet, spreading outwards along the cracks of the battle platform.

His aura did not break through to the Blood Condensation realm.

Yet, his blood energy intensity soared dramatically at that moment, even briefly suppressing the true essence pressure of the opposing Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The Martial elites behind Wang Shan also began to unseal their power.

Inside each of them lay a foundation of a decade of extreme compression.

For the past decade, they had clearly reached the peak of Body Forging Stage 9, yet they had been forcibly held back by the Oracle, forbidden from breaking through.

They had repeatedly pressed their blood energy back into their bones, repeatedly tempered their bodies through sparring, and repeatedly swallowed medicine to recover while on the verge of collapse.

That pain was not suffered in vain.

Those resources were not burned in vain.

The power that had been forcibly suppressed was now all bursting forth.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Pillars of blood-colored energy rose one after another from the five hundred Martial Heavy Armor soldiers, and the entire shield wall was dyed a dark red by their blood energy.

The Black Iron Shields emitted a heavy hum, and the fire radiance on the crimson flame sabers was enveloped by the blood-colored true energy, their sharpness increasing several times over.

The Blood Condensation warriors in the front row of Xiao Xuan's legion paused for the first time.

They sensed danger.

At the same time, the spiritual energy within Wang Mu also began to unseal.

The spiritual energy compressed for a decade surged out from deep within his meridians; the originally thin, thread-like white fire radiance continuously constricted and grew brighter.

It was not simply an increase in spiritual energy.

It was the spiritual energy density being pushed to the limit that Qi Refining Stage 9 could withstand, and then fully released under the Oracle.

The crimson flame saber in Wang Mu's hand emitted a clear, ringing sound.

The Immortal Martial elites behind him raised their blades one by one.

White spiritual energy flames rose from their bodies, merging into a massive tide that surged above the Tianqiong Battle Platform.

The tide of spiritual energy churned the clouds, and the pale golden air currents around the battle platform were forcibly pushed away.

At the Artillery Battalion's position, the five hundred artillerymen also released their suppression.

They no longer employed their usual spiritual power-conserving tactics, but instead bit open all their spare spiritual recovery potions in advance, pouring surging spiritual energy into the heavy cannons.

The muzzles of the fifty Psionic Heavy Cannons lit up simultaneously, blindingly bright.

The formation patterns on the cannons emitted a hum of reaching their limit.

Wang Mu shouted the order, "Heavy cannons on standby, lock onto the Foundation Establishment cultivators first!"

Xiao Xuan's expression finally changed.

Watching the blood energy and spiritual energy rising above Wang Pingan's legion, the arrogance in his eyes froze for the first time.

"Suppressing their foundation?"

He quickly deduced the issue.

Wang Pingan's citizens had not broken through their realms, but the power accumulated within them was ridiculously deep.

This was no ordinary Stage 9 peak.

This was Extreme Realm combat power, forcibly piled up by pressing the Stage 9 peak until it could be pressed no further.

But Xiao Xuan could not understand.

Every newcomer knew that the cultivation limit of the Divine Being stage would block citizens from breaking through.

Most people, when encountering this situation, could only wait until they promoted to demigod.

Yet Wang Pingan did not wait.

He had actually turned the tables and utilized this limit, pressing all the power that was about to break through back into their bodies.

This approach was too risky.

If the slightest thing went wrong, the citizens' meridians would be ruptured, their blood energy would surge chaotically, and the entire legion would be ruined.

What Xiao Xuan found even more unacceptable was that Wang Pingan had actually succeeded.

The Seventeen Stars livestream chat had gone completely silent.

Almost all the viewers had their mouths agape, watching the dramatic change on the Tianqiong Battle Platform.

The Immortal Martial Legion, which had just been suppressed and beaten by the Foundation Establishment cultivators, now had their entire aura surging.

Blood-colored baleful aura rose from the military formation, and the legion's baleful tiger re-condensed.

This time, the phantom of the tiger was not just lurking above the military formation.

Its body became more solid, its tiger claws stepping into the blood-colored clouds, its tiger eyes locked onto the three Foundation Establishment cultivators at the very front of Xiao Xuan's legion.

Ordinary Golden Armor citizens, swept by that gaze, subconsciously slowed their pace.

The legion's baleful aura and the Extreme Realm blood energy intertwined, already beginning to suppress the battle momentum in return.

The three Foundation Establishment cultivators beside Xiao Xuan also felt that something was wrong.

One of them immediately raised his hand, wanting to use a true essence sword light to interrupt Wang Shan's blood energy eruption.

But Wang Shan did not dodge this time.

He raised his Black Iron Shield, taking the sword light head-on.

Boom!

The sword light exploded and scattered, and the battle platform beneath Wang Shan's feet shattered.

Yet he was not sent flying again.

He lifted his head, blood at the corner of his mouth, but a fierce smile on his face.

"Had a good time hitting me earlier, didn't you?"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator's pupils constricted.

Wang Shan had already charged out, dragging his blade.

Blood-colored true energy pressed down on the blade's edge, and the instant the crimson flame saber cleaved down, a clear crack was carved into the protective true essence.

Although it did not cut through completely, this time, the Foundation Establishment cultivator retreated.

The entire arena was in an uproar.

"He retreated!"

"A Foundation Establishment cultivator was forced back by one strike from Wang Shan!"

"He is still at Body Forging Stage 9; he didn't break through!"

Zhao Yang jumped straight up from his seat, his voice hoarse from shouting.

"I knew it! I knew he still had something up his sleeve!"

Wang Qingyan's eyes lit up, and her previously tense face regained its color.

Wang Jincheng stared intently at that blood-colored military formation, completely stunned.

"Pressing back the foundation that couldn't break through, then releasing it all at once."

"When on earth did he start planning for this step?"

Old Li was silent.

He too was too shocked to speak.

Zhou Mingyuan watched the screen, and it took him a long time to curse.

"This kid, he really knows how to hide things."

Deputy Director Xu Zhenhai stood beside him, the tension on his face swept away.

"Well hidden, truly well hidden!"

On the battlefield, Wang Mu's counterattack also began.

He raised his command flag, locking onto the second Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Sword Qi Battalion, triple-stage simultaneous strike!"

The five hundred Immortal Martial elites split into three groups.

The first group swept their fire radiance, forcing the opponent to stop.

The second group's white blade radiance followed closely, pressing down and targeting the weak points in the protective true essence.

The third group, led personally by Wang Mu, poured the spiritual energy compressed for a decade into the crimson flame saber, carving out a line of fire so white it was blinding.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator raised his hands, supporting his true essence shield.

The first wave was blocked.

The second wave made the shield thinner.

When the third wave fell, a crack was finally carved into the true essence shield.

Although the crack quickly recovered, it was enough to drive all the viewers across the network crazy.

Qi Refining Stage 9, cutting through Foundation Establishment protective true essence.

Before the Nova Assessment, no one would have dared to believe this.

At the commentary desk, both official commentators stood up almost simultaneously.

"Contestant Wang Pingan's citizens have not broken through, but their combat power has already touched the threshold of Foundation Establishment and Blood Condensation!"

"This isn't a temporary outburst; this is a concentrated release after long-term suppression!"

"At the Divine Being stage, he forcibly created a batch of Extreme Realm combat soldiers at the quasi-Foundation Establishment and quasi-Blood Condensation level!"

These words spread throughout Seventeen Stars.

The cheers in the Liumang Star spectator area came to an abrupt halt.

People who had just raised their celebration banners froze in place, not knowing whether to put them down.

Xiao Xuan stood on the high platform on the east side, his expression already ugly to the extreme.

He had originally thought that as long as he revealed his Foundation Establishment citizens, he could completely shatter Wang Pingan's legion limit.

But now, Wang Pingan had used a nearly reckless method to forcibly push that limit back.

Xiao Xuan's voice carried anger for the first time.

"Wang Pingan, you bet your entire legion on their meridians collapsing, just for this battle?"

Wang Pingan looked at him and responded calmly.

"They can handle it."

This sentence was very short.

Yet it made the rage in Xiao Xuan's eyes burn even hotter.

Because this meant Wang Pingan was not betting on luck.

He believed in his citizens.

And he had indeed made it happen.

On the Tianqiong Battle Platform, the tide of spiritual energy continued to rise.

Blood-colored baleful aura surged continuously, suppressing half the sky until it turned dark red.

Wang Shan led the Martial Heavy Armor to reform the shield wall, and the Cavalry flank that had been torn open was quickly reinforced.

Wang Mu stood in front of the Artillery Battalion, and the fifty Psionic Heavy Cannons had completed their new locks.

The auras of the two thousand Extreme Realm Immortal Martial army merged into one, and the decline that had just been suppressed by the demigod pressure was swept away by this single Oracle.

Xiao Xuan watched that military formation intertwined with blood-red and white, the arrogance on his face completely frozen.

The Seventeen Stars audience stared dumbfounded at this incredible celestial phenomenon, completely unable to understand what had happened.

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