Sangda continued to ponder: "Maybe I can find an opportunity to have the Three-Eyed Tribe eliminate it! It’s just a shame I only brought three Three-Eyed Tribesmen this time, and I still have to be wary of Mulai. They have some invisibility artifacts in their possession."

At this thought, Sangda decided to first find a way to eliminate Mulai, then use the Three-Eyed Tribe to take down the Purple Kirin.

Without delay, he contacted the alien stronghold and had ten invisibility cloaks delivered to him via a teleportation array.

The doppelgänger had been secretly monitoring Sangda all along. Seeing him suddenly receive ten invisibility cloaks, it quickly deduced his general intentions.

Ye Liuyun’s own invisibility cloak had been confiscated from the aliens, so he recognized these items at a glance.

Of the ten cloaks, Sangda kept one for himself, distributed three to the Three-Eyed Tribesmen, and gave the remaining six to one commander and five other aliens who excelled in spatial and soul power.

"Heh, this guy’s already planning his escape route this early!"

The doppelgänger couldn’t help but chuckle when it saw Sangda reserve an invisibility cloak for himself.

After Ye Liuyun and his forces finished wiping out the alien soldiers and clearing the battlefield, they quickly caught up again, continuing to bombard the alien fleet with 20,000 Hawk-class ships.

"Is this guy up to something again?" Sangda tensed up, his eyes fixed warily on Ye Liuyun.

He hadn’t expected to be outmaneuvered three times in a row by Ye Liuyun before even reaching their destination, suffering heavy losses each time.

"No wonder even Elder Muxi died at this human’s hands. I really need to tread carefully," he reminded himself inwardly.

By now, it wasn’t just Sangda—the other alien elites and soldiers were also on high alert, scanning their surroundings and reinforcing defenses, terrified that their ships might turn to sand.

But Ye Liuyun simply recalled his doppelgänger into his spatial world and leisurely followed them atop his Nine-Headed Netherdrake.

Right now, he was busy figuring out how to deal with those alien elites cloaked in invisibility.

His golden eyes could perceive souls, so even cloaked in invisibility, these people couldn’t escape his sight. But others remained oblivious.

That’s why he needed to draw all of Sangda’s attention to himself.

After analyzing the situation, he concluded that the most enticing targets for Sangda right now would be himself, the Violet Kylin, the Gold-Devouring Beast, and Mulai.

"Should I unleash the Gold-Devouring Beast to take down another alien warship? Sangda would definitely retaliate. But the Violet Kylin could handle some of their elites..."

Ye Liuyun pondered, weighing the risks. If the aliens managed to seize control of the Gold-Devouring Beast during an attack, the consequences would be disastrous. In the end, he decided against sending the beast into danger.

Suddenly, he turned to Mulai. "Can the white light blast a massive hole through one of those colossal warships?"

"Impossible!" Mulai blurted out.

But then he hesitated. "Though... with all those third-eye alien eyes you’ve absorbed, it might be worth a try. Still, the real defense of those ships lies in their formations. Just breaching the hull won’t disrupt their overall protection."

Ye Liuyun mulled it over. Based on Mulai’s answer, breaking through the defensive formations to directly damage the ship would be no easy feat.

Creating a gaping hole would be even harder. But if he could penetrate the formations and erase the inscribed runes on the warship, the task might become far simpler.

So Ye Liuyun summoned Qiong Qi and other formation masters to help pinpoint the critical nodes. Once identified, he would launch the attack himself.

His spatial world already housed a captured warship of the same model. Qiong Qi had previously studied its formations, so with the combined efforts of the formation masters, they quickly marked five key locations for Ye Liuyun.

Qiong Qi explained, "Destroy these formation cores, and the warship’s defensive arrays will collapse in large sections."

"Good!" Ye Liuyun immediately prepared to send his doppelganger into action.

But upon further reflection, he realized this approach had flaws.

While ordinary aliens might not discern the difference between the doppelgänger and Mulai’s white light, the three three-eyed aliens by Sanda’s side certainly could. They’d immediately notice the doppelgänger’s power surpassed Mulai’s, which would put Sanda on high alert in advance.

Yet Mulai’s current strength wasn’t enough to breach the defensive formation either.

"What should I do?"

Ye Liuyun pondered for a long while before inspiration struck.

Stealthily, he transferred his Time Halo to the doppelgänger. When the time came, the doppelgänger would use Time Freeze to ambush the alien warship, then retreat immediately.

Five breaths’ worth of time—enough to shatter five formation nodes with white light.

He and his doppelgänger had been practicing temporal powers whenever possible, though currently they could only open a time portal the size of a dinner plate. Proper utilization of time manipulation remained beyond their grasp.

But with success within reach, conserving the Time Halo’s energy reserves no longer concerned him.

The thought nearly made Ye Liuyun burst into laughter.

"Heaven itself aids me! Even with such formidable forces deployed against me, the aliens stand no chance! That Purple Kylin Snake arrived at the perfect moment!"

Suddenly, he felt he ought to treat the Purple Kylin Snake even better. Once its resources ran low, he’d replenish them generously.

Nor had he forgotten Liang Xue—he’d already taught Qinglin the Purple Kylin Snake’s temporal techniques. Whether Qinglin could master them depended on its own fortune. But if successful, Liang Xue’s safety would be vastly improved.

Sanda, who had been closely monitoring Ye Liuyun, grew increasingly uneasy watching his alternating smiles and intense concentration.

"Perhaps eliminating Ye Liuyun directly is the optimal solution," Sanda mused darkly to himself.

But one thing was certain—the nine-headed demon dragon beneath Ye Liuyun was no easy opponent. To take on Ye Liuyun first, they would have to bide their time and wait for the right opportunity.

What worried them most was the possibility that Ye Liuyun might strike again before they could reach the sacred land. Their other warships were neither as fast nor as well-defended as the Falcon.

"If this ship is breached..." Sangda muttered, racking his brain for a solution. "Then we’ll have no choice but to fight head-on."

He still held onto the hope that, in the chaos of battle, they might be able to take Ye Liuyun down.

Truth be told, he had his own trump card—but he wouldn’t play it unless absolutely necessary. If he did, it had to guarantee Ye Liuyun’s instant demise.

Sangda glanced at the other warship sailing alongside his and couldn’t help but sigh.

"Ah! Of all the forces dispatched in this campaign, I’ll likely suffer the heaviest losses!"

With that thought, he picked up the communication talisman and reported the casualties to the elders of his kind, detailing the ferocity and tactics of the beasts under Ye Liuyun’s command.

If he failed this time, at least the next wave of attackers would be better prepared when they assaulted the sacred land.

Upon receiving the message, the elders of the otherworldly race sent Sangda a specimen through the teleportation array.

The reason his clone perceived it as a specimen was that it showed no trace of spiritual energy—just the rigid corpse of a beast, as if long dead.