8: Chapter 8: Smashing the Cavemen

The battle between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out.

In Liu Tong's eyes, Yang Bai's side had only a hundred unarmed humans, while his own side consisted of five hundred robust Troll Warriors, armed to the teeth and nourished on high-grade meat.

There was no suspense in this battle; no matter how one looked at it, victory belonged to the Troll Warriors.

Liu Tong, in his Troll Deity state, brandished the warhammer in his hand, bestowing Divine Blessings upon his Troll Warriors.

Over a thousand bone spears, enhanced with Sharpness, were hurled toward the humans.

Liu Tong could already see the scene of those weak humans being skewered by bone spears and scattering in flight.

However, as Spiritual Energy Shields erupted from within the Cultivators and a powerful spiritual gale swept across the battlefield, Liu Tong vaguely felt that something was wrong.

The bone spears, imbued with Sharpness divine arts, were blown into disarray by the gale before they could even get close to the army of Cultivators, losing their aim.

Even the few bone spears with enough momentum to resist the storm's interference were blocked by the Cultivators' protective spiritual energy before they could reach them.

The thick bone spears turned into fragments in the next second.

"For the glory of the human race, kill!!"

"This is our first battle; we cannot lose face for the Great Immortal."

"Puny beasts, you dare fight us with mere iron rods? Let me show you the physical body of a Body Refiner."

"Filthy monsters! You shall be the first blood sacrifice for this old man's transcendence. Jie jie jie."

Spiritual energy of various colors surged from the Cultivators as they charged into the troll army like lightning, without a hint of hesitation.

The killing aesthetics of war were laid bare at this moment.

Sect Elder Chu Gehang, at the Ninth Level of Qi Refining, took a great leap and crashed like a meteor into the densest part of the troll army. Green spiritual energy drifted from his palm, instantly crushing several Troll Warriors holding clubs into paper-thin scraps.

Then, he pinched a spell gesture, his eyes glowing with an emerald light as he shouted, "Muyi Green Lotus, Bloom!!!"

Instantly, countless thick, thorny vines shot out from the ground, entangling the surrounding Troll Warriors and constricting their bodies into abstract art.

A massive, bloody Green Wood Lotus bloomed in the center of the troll army, lifting over a dozen troll corpses into the air, all having died miserable deaths.

Chen Jianfeng stood atop a golden flying sword, flying before a troll squad. He formed a sword gesture and gave a casual wave.

Six basketball-sized heads were sent flying to the side, accompanied by sprays of blood.

Seeing this, Chen Jianfeng sighed and said, "Utterly weak. We sword Cultivators should point our swords at the strong. Scum like you are not worthy of me drawing my sword."

Just as Chen Jianfeng was about to put away his Broken Gengjin Sword and use physical techniques to fight these Troll Warriors, Zhou Yanlie had just torn apart a troll captain wearing steel plate armor with his bare hands.

Zhou Yanlie tossed the troll remains aside. He suddenly noticed something and said in surprise, "Fellow Daoists, look! A contribution point number has appeared for me."

[Contribution Points: 5]

This line of text suddenly appeared in the upper-left corner of Zhou Yanlie's vision.

Although Zhou Yanlie didn't quite understand what it was, judging from the literal meaning and the monsters he had just killed, it seemed to be something that recorded his kill count.

Zhou Yanlie had been a general for decades, after all. What was the most important thing after recording a kill count? Rewards, of course.

At this thought, a layer of crimson flame spiritual energy ignited on Zhou Yanlie's body. He transformed into a giant fireball and charged into the troll army.

Zhou Yanlie's words caught everyone's attention. They all stopped what they were doing to check.

After confirming they could see the numbers, and seeing other Cultivators directly using ultimate moves, they stopped holding back and began to output their full power.

"Puny lowlifes, give me your lives!"

"Golden Sand Overflow!!!"

Chen Jianfeng drew the Broken Gengjin Sword from his back. Countless granular specks of spiritual energy rose behind him like a brilliant waterfall of golden sand.

However, every grain of golden sand contained a wisp of Gengjin Sword Intent.

This was Chen Jianfeng's trump card, a final killing move he would only use as a last resort.

And now, he was using this ultimate move to crush a group of Troll Warriors who couldn't even sense spiritual energy.

As the golden sand fell, the scene could only be described as incredibly bloody.

The battle was already one-sided, but after Zhou Yanlie discovered the Contribution Points, it turned into an outright massacre.

Liu Tong watched the battle below, falling into a state of shock.

In the Starry Sea, humans were always synonymous with weakness among follower races. They had neither strength nor intelligence, and even if a few special human races appeared,

not only did they require a massive amount of a Divine Lord's time to nurture, but even if they were successfully raised, they wouldn't live long.

"Wh-why is it like this!?"

Liu Tong took two steps back, speaking with a dazed expression.

The subsequent battle held no surprises.

The troll throwers cowering in the rear were brutally dismembered by the blood-crazed Cultivators, who feared that if they were a moment too late, the Contribution Points would go to someone else.

Five hundred Troll Warriors, famous for their brutality and bellicosity, were ground into the dirt by a hundred Qi Refining Cultivators.

Even the two or three Troll Warriors who had obtained armor and possessed the potential to become hero units were blasted apart along with their armor, dying as thoroughly as possible.

As the battle drew to a close, only the Cultivators and troll limbs scattered across the ground remained. A few Cultivators were cleaning up the battlefield, checking if any Troll Warriors still had a breath left.

Yang Bai stepped on spiritual energy and flew to the center of the troll tribe, arriving before a five-meter-tall giant totem.

This was the core of Liu Tong's Divine Realm—the Trolls' Totem of Faith.

At this moment, Liu Tong was in his Troll Deity form, standing majestically above the totem, but his body, shaking like a leaf, betrayed his true feelings.

"Class monitor, let's talk this out. No, I beg you, let me go."

"Today's matter was entirely a setup by Fatty Wu. I was also used by him. I beg of you."

Liu Tong raised his iron rod, begging for mercy even as he tried to block Yang Bai's approach.

Yang Bai frowned; even now, Liu Tong dared to swing a weapon at him.

With a wave of his hand, a blast of pure spiritual energy flew from his palm, directly shattering the steel mace in Liu Tong's hand.

Liu Tong screamed and fell to the ground, twitching.

A deity's true body, like the Divine Realm Core, was created by a Divine Lord using the divine source matter within their mental sea.

Attacking either the deity's true body or the Divine Realm Core undoubtedly damaged the Divine Lord's mind.

Yang Bai ignored the wailing Liu Tong. After a single glance, he grabbed Liu Tong's neck with one hand and slammed his head fiercely against the Totem of Faith.

Boom!

Boom! Boom!!

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

A roaring sound like a pile driver came from the top of the Totem of Faith, and the entire Divine Realm space began to tremble and collapse with each boom.