The first wave of vanguard Demon Race demons, having been repelled in their probing attack, immediately sent out a second wave.
The second wave of Demon Race demons quickly charged toward the camp; this wave was slightly stronger than the first.
There were even a considerable number of flying demons appearing.
On the Dayu side, countless Martial Artists on the ground bent their bows and nocked arrows, shooting toward the demons in the sky.
Some Xuan Realm Martial Artists who cultivated flying Martial Arts also soared into the air.
For a time, the slaughter in the sky had already begun.
One after another, demons or humans who could not withstand their opponent fell from the high altitude, their fate unknown.
Li Xuanxiao narrowed his eyes; the second wave of demons were also basically all Strength Realm and Extreme Realm.
Most of those flying demons were Demon Race members born with the ability to fly, such as eagles, sparrows, butterflies, and so on...
Neither side's main forces nor their highest combat power had made a move, tacitly choosing to conserve their strength.
While striking down with the advantage of a higher Realm was certainly satisfying, not knowing the opponent's hidden cards, acting rashly could lead to a loss outweighing the gain.
"The next wave should be when the Xuan Realm demons make their appearance..."
Li Xuanxiao guessed in his heart; only when they reached the Xuan Realm would his own intervention have a certain cost-effectiveness.
Soon, half a day passed, but the expected third wave of attacks did not arrive.
After two consecutive waves of attacks were repelled, the Demon Race demons temporarily halted their assault.
The Martial Artists began clearing the battlefield, slaying any demons that hadn't died completely, and rescuing the wounded, transporting them to the rear.
Li Xuanxiao was also planning to descend to the ground when he sensed another anomaly.
"This demon Qi aura..."
He frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping across the ground, golden light flashing in his eyes.
Underground!
He immediately roared, warning the Martial Artists below to be careful.
The next second, a large section of the ground was broken open, and dozens of scarab beetle demons burrowed out.
This wave of surprise attacks from the demons caught the unprepared Martial Artists completely off guard.
Under the hasty defense, the strength they could exert was less than half of their usual capability.
Immediately, many Martial Artists perished on the spot.
Li Xuanxiao acted decisively, condensing the Buddha's Illuminating Lamp Seal into a massive golden palm print that slammed down from the sky.
The scarab beetle demons that had just broken through the earth, about to unleash their might, were smashed into bloody fragments by the palm print.
Along with them, many still underground and yet to emerge were also crushed.
The ground itself was imprinted with a giant palm mark!
The scarab beetle demons that luckily avoided being covered fled frantically, but were precisely caught up by streaks of sword light and slain on the spot.
Si Yiwu inwardly gasped; Li Xuanxiao's Realm seemed to have advanced again, and his fine control over Martial Arts felt almost against the rules.
Because this scene occurred within the camp, most Martial Artists witnessed it firsthand.
Li Xuanxiao's decisive and precise action once again refreshed their impression of him.
Not only did he resolve the demon ambush instantly, but the Martial Arts he displayed also caused no friendly casualties.
"Lord Li Xuanxiao is truly powerful!"
"If it weren't for him, the casualties from this ambush would have at least doubled!"
"It's truly too fortunate to fight alongside him!"
The surviving Martial Artists panted heavily, a joy of surviving a disaster surging in their hearts.
After coming to their senses, they all expressed their gratitude to Li Xuanxiao.
Lord Li is truly as the rumors say, hating evil like an enemy.
With Li Xuanxiao's timely intervention, the Martial Artists felt much more settled in their hearts.
They knew that if another demon ambush occurred, Lord Li would also act swiftly and decisively to resolve it!
Without worries in the rear, they could relax more and better exert their own strength.
Si Yiwu nodded toward Li Xuanxiao, giving him an appreciative look.
This timely intervention was exceptionally significant.
If the demon ambush had succeeded, leading to heavy losses.
Then, afterward, the Martial Artists would inevitably be fearful for their own lives, feeling unsafe even within the camp, living in constant dread.
Fearing that they might become rations in the next wave of demons.
Now, at least they knew someone cared about their lives.
Someone would act on their behalf!
A soldier dies for one who appreciates him; Li Xuanxiao's actions deepened the cohesion among the Martial Artists by another layer.
This manifested in concrete actions: they became more enthusiastic and diligent.
After two frontal attacks plus one ambush, the Demon Race demons finally stopped attacking in earnest.
The Martial Artists finally had a chance to catch their breath, beginning to tally casualties and eat dry rations to replenish energy.
Li Xuanxiao landed on the ground, and immediately a grateful Martial Artist offered him dry rations.
But just as he extended his hand, that Martial Artist seemed to realize something, feeling a bit regretful and awkward.
Lord Li, as the Vice General, naturally ate better food than ordinary Martial Artists like them.
His action seemed rash; he hoped he hadn't displeased Lord Li?
Li Xuanxiao, however, hadn't thought that far ahead; he wasn't particularly picky about food and drink.
With a great enemy present, having something to eat was already good enough.
Seeing Li Xuanxiao naturally accept the dry rations he offered and eat them without hesitation.
That Martial Artist was first surprised, then revealed a moved smile.
This Lord Li was indeed different from those high-and-mighty officials; a sense of closeness instantly arose in his heart.
This scene was also noticed by many other Martial Artists, who all showed faint smiles.
As low-ranking Martial Artists, being ignored and treated dismissively was a common occurrence.
They were long accustomed to being treated like air by those high officials and powerful Martial Artists.
Li Xuanxiao's action shattered their ingrained perceptions.
This person was a dignified Vice General, the foremost figure under the Commander, and simultaneously a genuine Mystic Realm Martial Artist!
Such an existence not only ate the same food as them but also sat on the ground eating heartily with them, without putting on any airs.
This feeling was marvelous, a sensation that was hard for them, as low-ranking Martial Artists, to experience.
How to describe it? Hmm... Equality, yes! It was precisely equality!
After dealing with the simple dry rations, Li Xuanxiao arrived at the temporary camp set up for the wounded.
After just three waves of attacks, not to mention the death toll, there were nearly a thousand wounded Martial Artists.
Entering the wounded personnel's tent, what greeted his eyes were two rows of Martial Artists about to be sent to the rear for treatment.
Several Martial Physicians were busy tending to them, but due to a lack of manpower, Martial Artists were still constantly moaning and crying out in pain.
A few Martial Artists with relatively lighter injuries struggled to sit up to salute upon seeing Li Xuanxiao.
But Li Xuanxiao gently pressed them down: "No need for formalities, rest well first."
The Martial Artists nodded gratefully and lay back down.
However, they felt a surge of vitality welling up inside their bodies.
Li Xuanxiao released his Buddhist Path True Essence, circulating it along the path of Universal Salvation.
Merely releasing the minimal amount of True Essence, without even manifesting the illusory boat, was enough to cover all the wounded in the tent.
The pained expressions on the faces of the wounded, who had been grimacing, were instantly smoothed over, and their brows gradually relaxed.
The painful groans gradually lessened until they ceased altogether.
Both physically and mentally, they felt incomparably comfortable and peaceful.
The small wounds on their bodies healed and closed almost instantaneously.
The larger wounds showed granulation tissue wriggling, recovering rapidly.
The scene was quite miraculous for a moment.
The few Martial Physicians showed looks of surprise, turned their heads to see that it was Li Xuanxiao, and immediately stepped forward to salute: "Greetings, Vice General Li!"
"Does the Vice General also know Buddhist medical arts?"
Li Xuanxiao nodded slightly: "I know a little."
In just a moment, half of the people in the entire wounded personnel tent were able to get up, their wounds basically healed.
The remaining half had their serious injuries reduced to minor ones; at the very least, they stopped crying out in pain.
The shock in the Martial Physicians' eyes was impossible to conceal; their faces behind their masks twitched repeatedly.
With this efficiency... you say you only know a little?