Follow the path of Dao from infancy Chapter 1816 Chapter 475: Jianlong Pass Breached

"Hurry, fall back into defense—activate Dragon Coil!"

Long Ying shouted in haste.

Abruptly, the enormous Dragon Array twisted around, curling like a colossal serpent, as Duan Yuan and his companions shifted swiftly. The dragon's underbelly wound tight, trapping Li Hao deep within the secure coil of its tail.

Following the earlier clash, Li Hao's efforts had completely earned their trust, so they prioritized shielding him above all else right now.

As the Ghost Witch Formation barreled toward them, Li Hao's expression shifted in alarm; sensing its aura vastly surpassing that of the Yan Ghost Array, a cold shiver pierced his spine, as if the grim reaper's presence hovered near.

In that split second between survival and doom, Li Hao lacked the moment to ponder, preparing to ignite his True God Blood, when Shi Miao's voice abruptly echoed in his thoughts:

"Leave it to me."

A terrifying Time Power surged abruptly within the Dragon Array, and right away, from the dragon claw spot, Shi Miao's form burst forth with radiant seven-colored Divine Light.

The colossal dragon's talons slashed as though ripping apart the fabric of time and space, directly slicing the void in the path of the advancing Ghost Witch Formation, forming a shattered rift in space-time.

Upon smashing into the fractured space-time void, the Ghost Witch Formation halted abruptly, frozen solid like trapped in frost.

Yet this pause lasted only an instant; Shi Miao lifted her hand once more, summoning a swirling helix of seven-colored Divine Light in the emptiness, resembling a piercing bolt, which streaked straight at the Ghost Witch Formation, spearing through one of its limbs and causing numerous Ancient Demons to tumble out, their forms detonating in bursts.

With an arm severed, the Ghost Witch Formation grew wilder in its frenzy, unleashing a deep bellow as it surged ahead even quicker.

Long Ying and his group were still reeling from the astonishment; they never imagined Shi Miao possessed the ability to inflict damage on the Ghost Witch Formation.

Boom!

All at once, a thunderous dragon's cry echoed, as the huge Earth Armor Department dragon lagging behind the Ghost Witch Formation lunged forward during Shi Miao's blockade, clamping onto the foe's rear, locking the pair in a fierce tangle.

"Fast, pull back to the opposite flank."

Long Ying urged without delay.

The nine synchronized with the dual forces, withdrawing at speed, pulling away from that section of the fray, since the shockwaves from the Ghost Witch Formation's struggle could injure them gravely.

Luckily, they managed to withdraw securely to the side, while the Ghost Witch Formation remained locked in combat with the massive Earth Armor Department dragon, unable to escape, and hampered by its missing limb, it soon slipped into a clear underdog position.

Witnessing this, Long Ying and the rest stared in wide-eyed disbelief; they had figured Li Hao's feats were remarkable enough, yet hadn't foreseen Shi Miao wielding the Six Harmonies Dragon Scale Array to injure the Ghost Witch Formation—a feat akin to an Immortal King leaping across two realms to deliver a grievous blow to the enemy!

At first, they believed these two would drag them down upon reaching the seventh level of Dragon Shield; instead, it turned out they were true assets.

They scarcely caught their breath before the Yan Ghost Array nearby launched its assault, dragging the group back into the thick of combat.

Across the battlefield, the tide shifted dramatically too, with skirmishes raging in every direction, and in the Exotic Realm zone where the two Quasi-Emperors clashed, endless waves of ruinous energy saturated the area. Amid roaring dragons, a gigantic Ancestor Dragon silhouette pulled back, while a malevolent Ancient Demon shape resembling a shadowy colossal specter withdrew amid the Ancient Demon horde, spewing dark vapors.

At the rear of the field, Qingxuan hurried forward to meet the returning City Lord Long Potian; noting his turbulent aura, her features tightened slightly, prompting her to inquire:

"City Lord, are you okay?"

"I'm alright—that fellow's wounds outdo mine!"

Long Potian flashed a brief smirk, though his gaze darkened as he eyed the Ancient Demon cluster, then surveyed the combat zone where, despite the brutal deadlock, stability held and their forces held the upper hand.

His eyes flicked to the Teleportation Array site, now exposed as the Heavenly Armor Department had emerged, smashing down seven or eight Ghost Witch Formations attempting to wreck the Teleportation Array; two Execution Ghost Arrays among them were also pinned, unable to slip away.

Feeling a surge of confidence, he unleashed a furious dragon's bellow skyward:

"Slaughter them!"

The Ancestor Dragon's call boomed over the entire field, carrying a boosting energy that stirred the blood of all clans in the Eastern Domain.

Countless formations from the troops unleashed fiercer auras, hammering the Ancient Demon Army.

Li Hao and Shi Miao sensed the rising spirits of Long Ying and his team too, boosting the Dragon Array's might by a full ten percent. They pressed onward into the fight.

Just as Li Hao's Extreme Dao Chaos neared its end, he had meant to sacrifice his True God Blood to keep his power flowing, but abruptly noticed the encircling Yan Ghost Array withdrawing at haste, its shadowy colossal ghosts scattering from the field one after another.

"They're gearing up to flee—strike!"

Long Ying snarled deeply.

They pursued relentlessly, pounding the exposed Yan Ghost Arrays until they crumbled swiftly.

Yet Long Ying refrained from chasing too far, halting at the city's outer boundary, where in the sky, the Ancient Demon Army shrouded in dark fog concealed its ranks, massed thickly and radiating menace.

"We defended our turf!"

"Triumph!"

As the Ancient Demon Army's vast withdrawal unfolded, jubilant shouts rang out everywhere on the battlefield.

Moving along with the troop arrays, Li Hao found his thoughts settling into profound serenity. He surveyed the scene, spotting vast spills of Ancient Demon blood mingled with the fallen warriors from diverse clans.

With the signal horn blaring, numerous formations pulled back, avoiding deep pursuit, while overhead the Ancient Demon mass saw its dark shroud slowly dissipate, fading entirely until the stars gleamed clear once more.

"Victory!"

At last easing with relief, Long Ying let a grin spread across his features; in this skirmish, not one of their nine had perished, though the formation's core took minor hits and a few troops suffered, the structure endured intact with losses kept light—an outstanding outcome indeed.

"You saved us by halting that Ghost Witch Formation; we'd have been finished without it."

Long Ying turned straight to Shi Miao, voicing his thanks with sincerity.

He vaguely sensed that should this young woman vie for his role as Floor Master, she could very well claim it, stirring a sense of respect within him.

Hearing Long Ying's praise, Duan Yuan and the others turned toward Shi Miao involuntarily, their gazes brimming with delight and appreciation.