The alliance’s soldiers were greeted by rows of shield walls with protruding spears that appeared no different from the teeth of wolves.

However, there was no fear in their eyes.

Even rabbits would be filled with the courage of lions in such a stirring environment. Countless Yin spirits locked eyes with their opponents across a backdrop of endless netherflames. But, even then, not a single Yin spirit retreated anymore. The only thought in their minds right now was to kill and destroy each other.

The front lines clashed, and the seven Hellguards plunged straight into the ranks of Hell’s forces. Netherflames filled the sky wherever they passed, and Hell soon took over a thousand casualties in the blink of an eye. Yang Yanzhao was astonished to see Hell’s forces breaking ranks at the location of the seven Hellguards, and he furrowed his brows, “Hellguards? Are they already revealing their cards? And don’t these Hellguards have any bodyguards at that? They’re just rushing headlong into our armies with wanton disregard for their own lives? Are they nuts?”

Mu Guiyin remarked from behind, “Do they even know what military tactics are? As soon as we stem the flow of the wave that they’re currently riding, their surge of passion would immediately dip, and they would no longer be able to muster any fighting spirit beyond that.”

The army of Hell was retreating slightly, but Yang Yanzhao didn’t panic in the slightest. He glanced around at the people in front of him, “Who’s willing to go?”

One of the female generals immediately responded, “I am. How dare they charge right in front...