Outside Of Time

"Palace Master, Brother Kong's mood has been a little down recently…"

The Palace Master didn't speak.

Xu Qing waited for a moment before leaving silently.

After he left, the Palace Master opened his eyes. The exuberant fire of life in his eyes rapidly dimmed but it was quickly ignited again. The price was the blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

Outside the large tent, Xu Qing saw Kong Xianglong standing there.

Kong Xianglong looked at Xu Qing and nodded. As the summons rang out from the tent, Kong Xianglong walked in.

Looking at the desolate Kong Xianglong, Xu Qing sighed softly. However, he had no choice but to calm down. He gathered the Secretariat Department and began to pass down the orders.

Just like that, the time on the battlefield passed day by day.

The war continued and became more and more intense. The casualties increased drastically every day. As the corps were transferred out one after another, the campsite became also much emptier than usual.

Only corpses continued to be piled up there.

Xu Qing walked in the military camp and moved silently. It had been 23 days since he arrived at the battlefield.

In these 23 days, he had seen too many deaths, seen countless misery, seen the purgatory of the human world, and he had long gotten used to the rumbling sounds.

Today was another break between the battles. He came here to find some people to join his Secretariat Department.

This was because the Secretariat Department had the responsibility to go to battle as well. So far, over a hundred people had died.

Now, there were not enough people in the department.

When he thought of the number of deaths in the war he saw every day, Xu Qing's footsteps felt a little heavy. The Palace Master's figure appeared in his mind. The other party was clearly becoming more and more abnormal.

The fire of life couldn't be so dense in any person's eyes. Moreover, it was so overpowering that it even concealed the baleful aura emitted by his body.

Sadness appeared in Xu Qing's eyes.

As a cultivator, even though he couldn't tell at the start, he naturally understood after so long.

The Palace Master was burning his potential. As for the terrifying power he obtained after burning it, it wasn't released by the Palace Master. Instead, it stayed in his body as though it was accumulating strength.

"Are the reinforcements from the imperial city really not coming?" Xu Qing mumbled inwardly. This question was in the minds of all the soldiers.

Even though Xu Qing was an edict bearer and had access to a lot of information about the battlefield, he… knew nothing about it.

A long time later, Xu Qing sighed softly. When he walked past the corpses, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and abruptly turned his head toward a certain direction.

There were two bony corpses there in a hugging posture. There were many wounds on their bodies and there were also dense anomalous substances. Even though they were dead, they still didn't let go of each other.

Even though they only had their upper bodies left.

Xu Qing silently walked over and stood there, looking at the two corpses.

"Senior Brother Chen…"

The two corpses hugging each other were Chen Tinghao and his Dao companion.

Xu Qing had seen them when he arrived at the front line more than 20 days ago. At that time, Chen Tinghao was injured and his Dao companion was bandaging him. After seeing Xu Qing, they even smiled at him.

But now, they were separated forever.

Xu Qing waved his hand and took off the cloak of his Daoist robe, covering the two corpses. A while later, he mumbled softly.

"Rest in peace."

Xu Qing closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he left this place. The horn of a new round of war also rang out from the battlefield at this moment. The war had begun again.

The rhythm and frequency clearly sped up.

"Circulate all Taboo magic treasures and release 70% of the Taboo power!"

"Order the war puppets to use the damaged puppets as one-time weapons and throw them onto the battlefield!"

"Inform the Sword Holders to prepare the Emperor Sword!"

"Activate the magic spikes, and increase their strength to tier 3. Split them into five groups and pierce the battlefield."

"Inform the entire army to be prepared to retreat to the fifth defense line."

The Palace Master stood outside the large tent and gave orders. Right now, his divine sense could cause the sky and earth to change color. There was no longer a need for the Secretariat Department to transmit the decrees one by one. All the arrangements were made with a single thought from his mind.

However, what he saw was the overall picture. It was impossible for him to focus on every single detail.

He still needed Xu Qing to dispatch the disciples of the Secretariat Department to the battlefield. They would assist in overseeing the battle and gathering information. This would facilitate the Palace Master in verifying and assessing the overall situation.

Soon, the intense battle between the two sides erupted on the battlefield, and this time, it was even more difficult than before. On one hand, witnessing the fierce clashes firsthand, and on the other hand, gathering information from different areas of the battlefield, Xu Qing felt a sense of impending disaster, as if a towering building was on the verge of collapse.

"Palace Master, the level of fatigue of the Holy Wave Race's cultivators is wrong! The black snow has also become 50% denser than before!"

"According to the casualty report and the operation of their magic artifacts and the difference in their formation… the Secretariat Department has analyzed that the Holy Wave Race has received secret reinforcements!"

Almost at the same time that Xu Qing spoke, in the sky, in the far north, a storm swept through the sky, connecting to the ground as it whistled toward the battlefield.

In an instant, rainwater was swept up in the storm, swirling through the heavens and earth, and pouring down onto the battlefield.

This rain was a blood rain.

It blew from the far north.

At the same time, Xu Qing's command sword emitted an urgent buzzing sound. A battle report from the northern war zone was transmitted here with unprecedented urgency.

Xu Qing's breathing turned hurried and his mind shook after looking at the information. Even with his strong composure, his expression changed drastically in an instant, and he tightly gripped the command sword.

Outside the large tent, in addition to the Palace Master, there were also the Deputy Palace Master, two deacons, and the great elders who were in charge of the Second and Third Corps.