From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 395 Initial Construction of the Alliance Defense Line

"Yao'er..." I had just opened my mouth when Wen Chen interrupted me.

“Yao’er,” he looked at me, a complex light flashing in his eyes, “there are some things I must tell you…”

However, before he could finish speaking, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, followed by Fairy Feiyu's voice: "True Lord, something bad has happened!"

Ziyang Zhenjun's face darkened, and he said sternly, "What's the matter with such a panic?"

Fairy Feiyu gasped, "The enemy is here! Their vanguard is already approaching our territory!"

The conference room erupted in an uproar.

Ziyang Zhenjun suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, immediately proceed according to the previous plan!"

I immediately realized that now was not the time to dwell on the details.

Time is of the essence; we cannot delay any longer.

I turned to look at Wen Chen, who gripped my hand tightly and nodded with a firm gaze.

"Yao'er, you take command, and I'll assist you," he said.

"Okay!" I nodded, a surge of strength welling up inside me.

I can't hesitate any longer, or the consequences will be unimaginable.

I took a deep breath, quickly organized my thoughts, and began issuing orders: "True Lord Ziyang, you go to the eastern front immediately to command the defense there. Lingxin, you are in charge of intelligence gathering to ensure we keep track of the enemy's movements at all times. Qingfeng, you go to the southern front to assist the brothers there. Fairy Feiyu, you and I stay on the central front to command the defense together."

Everyone responded quickly and headed to their designated locations.

I turned around and went to the center line to personally direct the construction of the defensive line.

Sunlight shone through the clouds onto the nascent defensive fortifications.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators brandished their spirit swords, embedding spirit stones into the formation.

The shortage of spiritual materials gradually became apparent. There was a severe lack of spiritual materials needed to build defensive fortifications, and the project was progressing slowly, which made me frown.

"Yao'er, we don't have enough spiritual materials, what should we do?" Fairy Feiyu asked anxiously.

"Let Qingfeng lead some people to collect spiritual materials nearby. We can't just sit here and wait," I said in a deep voice.

Qingfeng accepted the order and left, but the collection of spiritual materials did not go smoothly.

The amount of spiritual materials he brought back was very small, insufficient to support the construction of large-scale defensive fortifications.

I glanced at the blueprints in my hand, and felt extremely anxious.

If this defense line is not completed in time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Yao'er, we don't have much time left." Wen Chen's voice came from behind me.

He stood beside me, his eyes resolute.

"I know." I gritted my teeth and began trying to find other solutions.

If there is a shortage of spiritual materials, then we must make full use of existing resources and improve efficiency.

I ordered the defensive perimeter to be reduced, concentrating the limited spiritual materials in the core area to ensure the stability of the central line.

The internal division of labor also encountered problems.

There were communication barriers among members of different factions, disagreements over defense strategies, and even some minor conflicts.

I had to personally step in to coordinate and forcefully bring all parties together to reach a consensus.

“We are all working toward the same goal,” I said in a deep voice. “Don’t let my personal insistence cause us to abandon the bigger picture.”

Fairy Feiyu and True Lord Ziyang nodded in agreement, but their inner resentment remained.

I know that in this situation, I must lead by example and win their trust through my actions.

Before the defensive line was fully constructed, the enemy's vanguard had already launched a probing attack.

The alliance members were caught off guard and their defenses were stretched thin for a time.

I immediately rushed to the front line to direct the defense.

The spirit sword danced in his hand, clashing with the enemy's attacks and sparking bursts of spiritual light.

"Stay calm and don't panic!" I shouted, my voice filled with determination and strength.

Wen Chen has always been by my side. He has repeatedly averted danger with his strength as a Celestial Venerable.

Looking at him, a warm feeling welled up inside me.

He knew that even in the most dangerous moments, he would protect me.

"Yao'er, hang in there, we'll get through this," he whispered.

I took a deep breath and rallied my spirits. Although the situation was dire...

Just as I was directing the alliance members to fight off the enemy's attack, a cold voice suddenly came from afar: "Xiao Yao, you piece of trash, how dare you come out and block my way?!"

I turned around abruptly and saw a man dressed in a black robe slowly walking out from a distant mountaintop, a cold smile on his face.

“Very well,” he chuckled, “Today, I’ll show you true power.”

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a black lightning bolt shot straight towards me.

I quickly dodged, but the enemy's attacks came one after another like a tide, catching me off guard.

Just then, Wen Chen's figure blocked my way, his immortal sword unsheathed, bursting forth with dazzling light.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Yao'er, step back."

I looked at him

But at this critical moment, a strange sneer flashed in the enemy's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Wen Chen, do you really think you can protect her?"

Before he finished speaking, a strong spiritual pressure erupted from his body, making Wen Chen and me unable to breathe.

My heart tightened; I knew this was going to be a tough battle.

"Wen Chen..." I called softly, my heart filled with worry.

Wen Chen glanced back, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He took a deep breath, and the immortal sword in his hand shone brightly, as if to illuminate this dark world.

He roared, and the immortal sword flew from his hand, heading straight for the enemy's chest...

My heart is filled with complex emotions. Warmth is like a majestic mountain, standing firmly beside me.

Every time he made a move, he carried a terrifying aura of a celestial being, as if he could tear apart space and shake people's hearts.

The black lightning bolts were like docile sheep in front of him, obediently going around him.

The enemy's vanguard, which had initially been full of momentum, was completely routed under Wen Chen's suppression, like a wilted eggplant.

I felt the pressure on my body suddenly lessen, and I could finally catch my breath.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead. Although the aftershocks of the battle still made me a little nervous, Wen Chen's presence was like a reassurance, putting me at ease.

"It's good that you're here," I said softly, my voice filled with gratitude and reliance.

He turned his head and gave me a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt you."

Looking at him, a warm feeling welled up inside me; it felt so good to be protected.

Qingfeng returned with his men, covered in sweat but with an excited smile on his face.

"Yao'er, we have successfully persuaded the other forces, and they have agreed to fully cooperate with us!"

I was overjoyed; this was truly good news!

Internal unity is of paramount importance to us.

"Great!" I clenched my fist, my heart filled with hope.

As internal coordination gradually became smoother, the construction of the defense line also accelerated considerably.

The originally chaotic defensive fortifications gradually became orderly, like a Great Wall of steel, protecting our territory.

Standing on high ground, looking at the busy crowd, I felt a surge of pride.

We are like a group of ants, small but united, striving together for a common goal.

As the sun sets, the sky is dyed a golden-red hue, and the afterglow of the sunset shines on the fortifications, as if gilding them with a golden edge.

I took a deep breath. The air was filled with the fresh scent of earth and grass, mixed with a faint smell of blood, the traces of battle.

I closed my eyes, savoring this moment of tranquility, my heart filled with emotion.

This battle, though arduous, has made us more united and stronger.

Just as I was immersed in this tranquility, the voice of the spirit suddenly broke the peace.

"Yao'er, there's an emergency!" Her voice carried a hint of anxiety and panic, which made my heart tighten.

I suddenly opened my eyes and looked at her. "What's wrong?"

She took a deep breath and said with a solemn expression, "I just received news that the enemy... the enemy..." Her voice trembled slightly, as if she was having difficulty speaking.

My heart jumped, and a sense of foreboding washed over me.

What happened to the enemy?

She gritted her teeth and finally said, "The enemy is amassing a large force, preparing to launch a... general offensive against us!"

My breath hitched, and I felt a chill run from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head.

All-out offensive?

This...how is this possible?

I looked at Wen Chen, whose expression had also become unusually solemn.

"When?" he asked in a deep voice.

“It’s…it’s tonight!” Lingxin said, trembling.

Wen Chen's face grew even more gloomy.

I felt my heart racing, as if it was about to leap out of my chest.

tonight?

Can we...can we hold out?

My hand involuntarily tightened around Wen Chen's hand; his hand was warm and strong, giving me a sense of strength.

"Don't be afraid," he whispered.

I looked at him, my heart filled with complex emotions.

I know he will do everything in his power to protect me and this land.

But... but facing the enemy's all-out offensive, can we really... really hold out?

Night fell, darkness enveloped the earth, and the distant sound of horns signaled an enemy attack.

I took a deep breath and tried to keep myself calm.

"Wen Chen..." I was about to say something when he interrupted me.

“Yao’er,” he said, looking at me.

I looked at him, my heart filled with both emotion and worry.

I know this will be a battle to the death...

“They’re here…” Wen Chen’s deep, hoarse voice broke the silence of the night.