Chapter 1463 Defense Line Broken (1/2)

When the Sacred Race Saints started to appear, Zhou Yuan instantly felt the pressure doubled, and Zhuan Zhu and the other Saints, who were on the alert but made no move, couldn't stay on the sidelines anymore. One after another, they rushed to the front defense line.

It was just that the front line of defense encompassed hundreds of subspace and Zhou Yuan had to keep watch in the center position and issue commands. So, Zhuan Zhu and the other other Saints had to shuttle in and out of various subspace.

Only the Sacred Race Saints could draw them into action.

The winner in a battle between Saints could be decided, but it wouldn’t be simple to kill a Saint because their vitality was too strong and each had several life-protection means. Therefore, unless there was a huge difference in strength between two Saints, a Saint could escape even if lost the battle.

Therefore, during this period, although Zhuan Zhu and the other eight Saints had repeatedly fought Sacred Race Saints, they weren't severely wounded in the end, regardless whether they won or lost the battle. They also managed to defend the defense line on the periphery.

But that situation didn’t make Zhou Yuan relax. Instead, his heart felt even more heavy because he also couldn’t kill any Saints and they managed to come freely and escape.

If the Sacred Race Saints managed to flee, they naturally would report back the situation and it wouldn’t be long before the Sacred Race ascertained their situation.

Zhou Yuan speculated that the Sacred Race would launch the fiercest offensive when they ascertain the actual situation. If that happened, Zhou Yuan’s defense would be riddled with holes.

That passive and disadvantaged feeling didn’t feel good.

But there was nothing Zhou Yuan could do. The Sacred Race was indeed stronger than the all-heaven in terms of overall strength, and Cangxuan Heaven’s defense was the worst among all heavens. All Zhou Yuan could do was to stall for as much time as possible.

Hu.

Zhou Yuan drew a deep breath of cold air, his fierce eyes fixed on the light dots on the outermost periphery of the light screen. He gritted his teeth and said, “You son of a bitch, come if you want!”

The Sacred Race launched its most violent attack ten days later.

The scale was larger than any previous time. The Sacred Race Saints almost simultaneously hindered Zhuan Zhu and the other eight Saints.

The light screen in front of Zhou Yuan constantly rippled. Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth and wisps of blood crept over his eyes because he saw almost all the subspace on the outermost periphery had become blood-red.

The situation continued for around one hour and then Zhou Yuan’s pupils shrank because he saw one blood-red light dot dim.

The dim dot of light signified that they had lost that subspace.

After the loss of the first subspace, as though it triggered a chain reaction, subspaces on the outermost defense line dimmed one after another in the next five days. The speed of the loss of subspace showed how strong the Sacred Race’s attacks were.

Zhou Yuan’s bloodshot eyes grew increasingly terrifying. He even wanted to rush there to provide assistance, but he forcibly restrained himself in the end.

This was because his position was even more important.

Not only did he need to stay there and provide command and mobilize the troops, the sea domain space was a very special center location and they couldn't lose this strategic location no matter what.

If the other subspace collapsed, it would at most let the Sacred Race advance faster, but if they lost the space he occupied, the Sacred Race could invade Cangxuan Heaven at the fastest speed!

Therefore, he must guard this location. Even if the subspace was about to collapse, he had to destroy it as quickly as possible to prevent the Sacred Race using it as a springboard to attack Cangxuan Heaven.

Thus, Zhou Yuan couldn't move from this subspace and had to sit and watch the defenses on the periphery constantly collapse and the subspace dim one after another.

Given the speed that Sacred Race was advancing, half a month later, the cobweb-like light screen in front of Zhou Yuan had almost dimmed completely.

Only one remained bright — it was the sea domain space he was situated in.

The defense line that Zhou Yuan had been managing for more than half a year was completely destroyed.

“The situation is really bad.”

Zhou Yuan stood up, upset and frustrated. He had put in a lot of effort into the defense line, but it only lasted less than half a month when the Sacred Race started to attack with full-strength.

The Sacred Race didn’t use any fancy tricks and just relied purely on strength to advance.

This was what made him feel powerless.