With thunderous roars, the Asura Clan’s army of more than ten thousand drew closer, and they too sensed something unusual in Central Earth.
"Young Master Xue Cheng, could it be a trap?"
The leading few Five Crowned Kings of Hell frowned and looked toward the young man in the center.
Although he was also a Five Crowned King, his aura was noticeably stronger than the others, exuding a noble presence with the dignity of a superior.
He was none other than the young master of the Forgotten God Asura Clan.
Belonging to the same tribe as Red Sleeves and Green Pearl.
Young Master Xue Cheng showed a dignified look and said, "Do I even need to say it? There’s clearly a strategy at play."
The few Five Crowned Kings hesitated, pondering whether to call off the army’s charge.
However, Young Master Xue Cheng calmly said, "Continue charging!"
"In battles of this magnitude, even a Sage would find it hard to sway the outcome, and the role of strategy is negligible."
"The Hell Realm Master is watching this battle."
"Be sure to show all you have, prove to the Hell Realm Master the value of our Asura Nine Divisions from the Heavenly Realm!"
The Five Crowned Kings displayed a battle-hardened look in their eyes.
The return of the Heavenly Realm’s Asura Nine Divisions to the Hell Realm depended on this day’s battle for their future.
So it was essential to fight a brilliant victory!
As they watched the armies on both sides draw nearer, their eyes grew more and more intense.
Ten thousand feet, three thousand feet, one thousand feet!
For the Asura Kings, it was already within striking distance!
Young Master Xue Cheng shouted: "Asura Nine Divisions, this is your moment to prove yourselves!"
"Kill!"
The massive Asura Clan army surged like a torrential flood, while the Central Earth army remained motionless.
The ensuing scene could almost be imagined, as the Asura Clan would inevitably use their powerful bodies and various talents to break through Central Earth’s front lines, causing widespread casualties.
In Central Earth, there was also growing panic as they anxiously looked toward Jiang Fan.
If not now, then when?
Jiang Fan finally made a move, reaching out his hand: "Green Pearl!"
"Husband!" Green Pearl came forward, yet her eyes remained fixed on the army, her breath quickening.
The scene of thousands of Asuras charging was truly overwhelming.
Jiang Fan took out a black Tiger Talisman and said, "Hold this, command the Asura Clan!"
Green Pearl glanced over and her delicate body trembled instantly, almost kneeling down involuntarily.
Within the Tiger Talisman was an undeniable power over the Asura Clan, faintly exuding the authority of a Boundary Master.
The Asura Emperors engaged in battle in the sky were all startled.
The Red Sun Asura Emperor looked down abruptly, his face changing dramatically: "This... is the Yin Marrow Talisman lost a thousand years ago?"
"How is it in Central Earth?"
This was the Yin Marrow Talisman jointly forged by the original Boundary Masters of the Hell Realm, totaling nine pieces, each overseen by a Boundary Master of the Nine Prisons.
In times of upheaval impacting the Hell Realm, a Boundary Master would bestow the Yin Marrow Talisman to mobilize all forces to quell the war.
The higher the holder’s status, the stronger the forces they could command.
How could such an item crucial to the Hell Realm’s security end up in Central Earth, and in the hands of a Human Clan member?
Immediately, he hurriedly shouted: "Quick, retreat!"
"Get away from that Tiger Talisman..."
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Although Green Pearl did not know the function of the Yin Marrow Talisman, she obediently held it and activated it.
Instantly, mighty Yin Qi surged from the Yin Marrow Talisman, gathering into a giant tiger that plunged into the sky.
It let out a sky-shattering roar, reversing the flow of Yin Qi within the advancing Asura Clan, causing their souls to tremble.
Except for a few Five Crown Kings, the rest of the Asura Clan were all shaken and trembling.
Green Pearl raised the Yin Marrow Talisman high and shouted: "Retreat!"
The giant tiger roared again, its voice penetrated every Asura soul, carrying the will to "retreat," allowing no defiance.
In their mad charge, they all stopped.
However, this was an army of over ten thousand; how could they stop so easily?
The front stopped first, while the rear did not, crashing into those ahead, while those further back stumbled over them.
The once imposing Asura Clan army immediately descended into chaos, with people tumbling and mounts overturned!