The Star River passage shimmered with radiant light, but right now everyone had fallen silent, struck dumb. And under the gaze of countless powerhouses, Lin Lei calmly walked toward the Dark side.
A Grand Perfection powerhouse had just been kicked into the spatial chaos!
"He banished a Grand Perfection into spatial chaos! The Azure Dragon clan—his name is Lin Lei!" The surrounding soldiers and commanders seared this scene into their minds. Lin Lei's exchange with Magnus just now had already revealed his name. Naturally, everyone who had witnessed it knew.
Suddenly—
"Quick, physical attacks!" An alert captain on the Dark side transmitted via divine sense to his teammates.
*Hisssss—* Nearly a hundred dazzling beams of light erupted from the Dark side and blasted toward the opposite bank.
"Physical attack incoming, front!" In an instant, the soldiers on both sides snapped out of their stupor. Soldiers from both the Dark and Light sides recovered from the shock of watching two Grand Perfection powerhouses clash, and the battle resumed in a flash! The endless streams of soldiers from both sides surged at each like two colliding floods.
Lin Lei, Bei Bei, and their two companions stood rooted in the middle of the current.
No one was foolish enough to attack Lin Lei.
"Boss!" Bei Bei looked at Lin Lei, practically vibrating with excitement. "Magnus! Boss, the one you just kicked into spatial chaos was Magnus—on the same level as Baier! That's insane, haha, that's insane!" Bei Bei's grin stretched so wide his eyes squinted into slits.
Lei Sijing and Lei Hong wore equally broad smiles.
"Lei Sijing, you should be just a few points short of your merit quota, right? Want me to help?" Lin Lei turned to look at Lei Sijing.
"No need." Lei Sijing huffed deliberately. "Lin Lei, sure, I'm a little weaker than you. But scraping together enough merit points isn't exactly a problem for me. I already collected a good number during the last Planar War—I'm only a handful short now. Lei Hong, let's go." The two of them darted into the river of combatants at top speed.
An endless, overwhelming tide of bodies. Slaughter everywhere.
Lin Lei and Bei Bei stood amid it all, watching Lei Sijing and Lei Hong recede into the distance. Lin Lei gave a slight nod. "Bei Bei, let's head out. With Lei Sijing and Lei Hong's strength, as long as they don't run into a Grand Perfection or a mob of commanders ganging up on them, they'll be fine. Let's wait for them on the riverbank."
"Sure, let's wait on the bank." Bei Bei nodded cheerfully.
Everyone was charging toward the far shore. Lin Lei and the others, however, turned back.
"Lin Lei!"
Several commanders on the Dark side watched him from a distance and sighed inwardly, kicking themselves for not having made conversation with him back during the gathering. Opportunities to build a rapport with a Grand Perfection powerhouse were rare and hard to come by.
"Before, Mr. Lin Lei was hiding his identity—that was when it would have been easiest to get close. Now… with his strength revealed, everyone and their brother will be trying to curry favor with him, and it'll be ten times harder." Those commanders understood this truth, and they were right—if someone had sought Lin Lei out during the gathering, he would indeed have felt some goodwill toward them.
But now…
His strength was on full display. Anyone approaching was obviously trying to suck up to him, and Lin Lei could not be bothered.
On the Dark side, they had already secured victory on the other passage. Combined with Lin Lei defeating Magnus, the morale of the Dark contingent skyrocketed!
Morale was an intangible, ethereal thing.
But in a slaughter along a narrow passage, which side was braver, less afraid of death, and had more people—that was what decided the outcome. When Lin Lei and Magnus had been fighting, they were naturally treated as representatives of the "Dark side" and "Light side," and the soldiers on each side were silently rooting for their own champion.
Lin Lei won. Magnus lost!
The impact on the Light side's soldiers was enormous, and the commanders were shaken as well. Because in the back of their minds, they couldn't help but think: the other side still has another Grand Perfection in the mix. Those commanders didn't dare charge in with everything they had, terrified that Lin Lei might target them. Against Lin Lei, they had absolutely zero confidence.
With morale plummeting and the commanders unwilling to lead from the front, the Light side naturally crumbled, retreating step by step!
"Haha, kill! Kill!"
The Dark side's commanders watched this with supreme satisfaction.
The Dark side's soldiers roared in battle cries but advanced in orderly fashion under their captains, rolling forward like a great wheel, pressing the attack over and over. The more advantage they gained, the smoother the fighting became—the Dark side's momentum was unstoppable!
On the Star River bank, Lin Lei and Bei Bei watched the battle unfolding along the passage.
"Boss, our side has this in the bag." Bei Bei said with absolute confidence.
Lin Lei watched the endless carnage on the passage and nodded. "Fighting on a narrow passage like this—once one side starts to buckle and collapse, even reinforcements behind them won't matter. If the front routs, it drags the back down too. It's over!" The words had barely left his mouth when the seven-colored radiance along the Star River passage suddenly dimmed and vanished.
The Dark side won!
Victory on both passages—the Planar War was won by the camp of the Dark Divine World.
The Dark side's soldiers bustled and chatted as they turned back.
"Second brother, Boss is dead. Ah, well, we did better than expected—look at us, still alive!" Two soldiers flew shoulder to shoulder, laughing out loud.
"The three of us can say we've been to the Planar battlefield and seen it all. We watched commanders fight, even saw two Grand Perfections go at it. No regrets in this life—surviving is just a bonus. Haha… Oh, right, I picked up seventy-six soldier medallions. How about you?"
"Fifty-something for me. Put ours together and we've got enough for a drop of Sovereign's Might."
"Haha, another harvest."
The surviving soldiers were all in high spirits, chatting happily with one another. Anyone who dared come to the Planar battlefield had lived for ages beyond reckoning; they simply wanted to witness it firsthand. Watching a pack of commanders go at it was enough to die without regrets. Surviving was simply a windfall.