Creation and immortality: I can manifest endless talents

Time passed, and this battle lasted for three days and three nights.

The three days and three nights of fierce fighting seemed like an endless nightmare, and every moment was filled with the taste of blood and fire.

The warriors on both sides almost exhausted all their strength, and their bodies were covered with countless scars, but their eyes were still burning with unyielding war.

Even the immortal strongmen in the sky suffered heavy losses.

Although the offensive of the alien alliance was fierce, it was still unable to completely defeat the defensive position of Canglong Island under the tenacious defense of many masters and warriors of Canglong Island.

Finally, at the night of the third day, the horn of the alien alliance resounded throughout the battlefield, which was a signal for retreat.

The strong men of Canglong Island were already exhausted, but after hearing the news, they felt a sense of relief in their hearts.

A moment later, the aliens retreated like a tide.

Gu Yang stood on the devastated battlefield, his hands trembling slightly, not because of fear, but because of the extreme fatigue brought by continuous fighting.

His eyes swept around, and the fallen alien warriors and broken magic weapons all told of the fierceness of this battle.

Many of the surviving Canglong Island warriors fell to the ground and closed their eyes to rest. Their magic power was consumed greatly in this battle and needed to be repaired quietly.

The battle was over, but Gu Yang knew that it was only a temporary calm.

The retreat of the alien alliance did not mean that they gave up the invasion, but that they were recuperating and preparing for the next more fierce attack.

In the night sky, the stars were sparse, and the moonlight was like water, sprinkling on this land that had just experienced the baptism of war, giving a hint of tranquility.

Gu Yang stood there, his eyes were deep, and his figure seemed particularly lonely in the faint light.

The tired soldiers began to build temporary tents. Although their movements were slow, everyone's eyes revealed a tenacity of not giving up.

They supported each other, bandaged the wounds of their injured companions, and distributed the remaining dry food and water.

The doctors on Canglong Island were busy. With the help of everyone, they set up simple treatment stations to treat the wounded and save the dying.

The smell of medicine and blood intertwined in the air, forming a post-war ode to life.

The elders gathered together, sitting around a simple table built of stones, discussing the next countermeasures.

Their faces were tired, but the light in their eyes was extremely firm.

They knew that although this victory was difficult, the next challenge would be more severe.

Gu Yang did not join the discussion. He chose a relatively quiet corner and sat down to regulate his breath.

Although his body was strong, the fierce battles in recent days also made him feel unprecedented fatigue.

He closed his eyes, felt the flow of blood in his body, and slowly repaired his injuries.

In this post-war tranquility, Gu Yang's heart was surging.

He knew that this battle was just the beginning, and a bigger storm was coming.

He must recover his strength within a limited time, and even become stronger, to cope with the more intense battles that may come in the future.

It was late at night, and the cold wind blew across the battlefield, bringing with it waves of wailing.

Gu Yang opened his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as a sword. He stood up and walked towards the soldiers who were resting.

When they saw Gu Yang coming, they stood up and saluted him.

Gu Yang shook his head, indicating that they didn't need to be polite. Although his voice was hoarse, it was full of power: "Brothers, we can take a break tonight, but we can't let our guard down. The aliens will not give up, and we must prepare for a more brutal battle. Now, repair your injuries as soon as possible, we must let the enemy know that the strong men of Canglong Island will never surrender!"

When the soldiers heard Gu Yang's words, their fighting spirit was rekindled in their eyes, and they responded in unison: "Yes, Lord Gu Yang!"

Gu Yang nodded, he turned and walked into the night, he knew that he didn't need to say too much, he just had to do what he should do.

Only when he becomes stronger can he kill more enemies in this battle and help Canglong Island achieve the final victory.

Gu Yang's figure passed through the ruins of the battlefield, his steps were steady and calm, as if every step was on the drumbeat of time.

He was looking for a hidden and quiet place so that he could devote himself to practice wholeheartedly.

Finally, he found a small courtyard surrounded by broken walls, which might have been the residence of a certain Sand Clan, but now only the broken walls and ruins were left.

Gu Yang walked in, and there was silence all around, only the night wind blew gently, driving the rustling sound of one or two fallen leaves.

He sat on a relatively flat stone, crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, and began to adjust his breathing to match the natural rhythm around him.

Gu Yang's eyes were closed, and the expression on his face gradually changed from solemn to tranquil. His consciousness began to withdraw from the chaotic outside world and enter the depths of his heart.

As his breathing deepened, Gu Yang's breath began to become weaker and weaker, as if he had been isolated from this world and entered another space belonging to practitioners.

In his body, magic power flows along a specific path. Every flow repairs the scars left by the battle. Every breath absorbs the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and replenishes the huge amount of magic power consumed.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning at this moment. Gu Yang devoted himself to cultivation. His consciousness wandered in his body, sensing every meridian and every drop of blood.

This body was too powerful now.

It was so powerful that it completely suppressed the mana in his body and became the master.

However, this was a good thing for him.

Time passed slowly, and finally, the mana in his body was fully replenished.

Then, Gu Yang's mind moved, and the spirit dragon wandered in his body again.

However, unlike the previous conversion of mana into blood, this time, he converted the surging blood into mana.

Gu Yang took a deep breath and guided the volcanic blood in his body to Dantian. The mana pool there began to expand rapidly, as if there was an invisible force constantly pushing, causing the upper limit of mana to rise linearly at this moment.

At this moment, he could feel that his strength was growing at an incredible speed.

During this process, Gu Yang could clearly feel the changes in the mana in his body. Each transformation was accompanied by a slight vibration of the meridians and a burst of numbness in the body.

This feeling is undoubtedly a supreme enjoyment for practitioners, and it indicates a leap in strength.

As time slowly passed, the mana in Gu Yang's body continued to surge, as if a giant dragon was tumbling in his meridians, bringing up waves of mana storms.

As the blood in Gu Yang's body continued to transform into mana, he felt that his mana ocean seemed to be expanding. Each transformation brought new space, and each drop of blood seemed to breed infinite potential.

His mana ocean had just broken through to the realm of flying in the air, and had not even reached the limit of the initial stage of flying in the air.

But at this moment, that limit seemed to be easily broken, and the mana realm was raised from the initial stage of flying in the air to the middle stage of flying in the air.

This feeling was like a bound dam, which finally broke through the dam under the impact of the surging flood and released its true power.

Gu Yang's consciousness, driven by this force, was like a boat riding the wind and waves, moving forward courageously.

And this is just the beginning, far from the end.

His mana pool has been constantly expanding, and each expansion brings breakthroughs, and each breakthrough makes his strength go to a higher level.

Gu Yang's consciousness gradually blurred in this cycle, he seemed to have entered a boundless mana ocean, he was the master of this ocean, and could control every drop of water in it.

Time became blurred in this state, and Gu Yang didn't know how long he had been practicing in this state.

In this state, the upper limit of his mana continued to increase.

Until a certain moment, he felt that the mana ocean in his body seemed to have reached a saturation point and could no longer expand.

This is an extreme state, and it is also the highest level that Gu Yang can reach at this moment.

It represents that his cultivation has also quietly reached the peak level of the flying realm without knowing it.

Gu Yang slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, as if it could penetrate the night.

He gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, which was the last trace of impurities in his body. His body has reached an unprecedented peak state at this moment.

He stood up, feeling the abundant mana in his body. He knew that he was stronger than ever before, his body was lighter than ever before, and his mana was more abundant than ever before.

He jumped lightly, and his body floated up like nothing, suspended in the air.

He didn't need to actively operate his mana, and it was completely natural and instinctive to carry himself.

This is the characteristic of the peak of the flying realm. At this time, he even felt that his life species had changed.

It seemed that he was born to live in the air.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Yang slowly gathered the mana in his body, fell to the ground, and then continued to practice.

But this time, he just consolidated his realm.

After all, he had just broken through from the initial stage of flying to the peak of flying, and it was impossible for him to make another breakthrough.

Time passed slowly. That night, the people of Canglong Island did not sleep. They rested under the stars, healed in the cold wind, and waited for the arrival of dawn in the dark.

And Gu Yang, the pride of Canglong Island, also became more powerful that night.

...

This rest lasted for seven days. Seven days was both long and short for the people of Canglong Island.

For seven days, everyone on Canglong Island was adjusting their status in a tense and orderly manner.

During the day, the soldiers sweated profusely on the training ground, practicing combat skills and strengthening their combat effectiveness.

At night, they sat around the campfire, exchanging their own training experiences and sharing experiences and lessons on the battlefield.

They knew that the enemy could attack again at any time.

At the same time, Gu Yang was not idle either.

He knew very well that these seven days of rest were precious recovery time for Canglong Island, and for him personally, it was a rare opportunity to improve.

In addition to consolidating his own magic realm, he also constantly pondered the various possibilities in the battle and thought about how to better use his power.

During these seven days, Gu Yang practiced almost day and night. His body was constantly baptized by mana, his body became stronger, and his meridians became wider and stronger.

He could clearly feel that his strength had improved slightly during this rest.

Although he did not break through the realm, his mana became purer and more handy to control; his body became stronger, and even without the use of mana, he could easily jump dozens of feet and move like the wind.

In addition, a group of elders were constantly discussing countermeasures and preparing for the next battle.

The entire temporary fortress was like a huge war machine, and everyone was a screw in it, working closely together and not allowing any mistakes.

On the night of the seventh day, Gu Yang sat on a cliff, overlooking the entire defensive fortress.

In the night, the positions of Canglong Island were brightly lit, and each light represented a persistence and hope.

He knew that this temporary tranquility was about to end and a new storm was about to come.

At this time, his eyes penetrated the night, and he seemed to see that the enemy in the distance was ready to move.

But there was no fear in Gu Yang's heart, only determination and murderous intent.

He knew that the threat of the aliens still existed, but he also knew that everyone on Canglong Island was ready, including himself.

At this moment, a rapid horn suddenly rang through the night sky, breaking the tranquility of Canglong Island.

A cold light flashed in Gu Yang's eyes, and he immediately stood up, his figure like a stream of light, and instantly disappeared on the cliff.

The horn sound was an alarm, meaning that the aliens had launched an attack again.

Gu Yang's figure shuttled through the night, so fast that it was almost difficult to catch. Soon, he came to the front line of Canglong Island's defense position.

On the front line, Canglong Island's soldiers had already appeared from the rear barracks in teams and began to line up to meet the enemy.

There was no fear in their eyes, only determination.

Gu Yang did not say a word, and slowly rose into the air.

At the same time, elders such as Helian Feng, deacons such as Liu Qing and Liu Kui, also arrived one after another.

Their appearance was like a powerful force injected into the hearts of the Canglong Island warriors below, making them more motivated.

"Boom boom boom——"

The aliens' iron hooves once again charged towards the Canglong Island Fortress, and this time, in addition to the old rivals Dragon Clan, Polyhedron Clan, and Orc Clan, the Canglong Island side had to face the newly arrived aliens.

Seeing those powerful people of the Ancient God of Life Clan that looked like towering ancient trees, many powerful people of the Canglong Island in the sky changed their colors!

... (End of this chapter)