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Chapter 188: War Erupts (In celebration of the Silver Great Alliance Lord! )

Chapter 188: War Erupts (In celebration of the Silver Great Alliance Lord! )

Time flowed by, and years sped past like shuttles.

Peach Blossom Pavilion.

Fang Xi lay half-reclined beneath a peach blossom tree, picked up a wine flask, and casually took a swig.

Petals of peach blossoms drifted down, like a gentle rain from the sky.

"Eighty-five years old. The upper limit of my liquefied magic power is forty-five drops. In perhaps another four or five years, I can attempt to break through to the mid-stage Foundation Establishment realm. . ."

"Hmm, summing it up, roughly thirty years into Foundation Establishment to break through to mid-stage Foundation Establishment?"

"This speed is comparable to superior-grade spiritual root aptitude. For me, it's a bit too fast. . ."

Of course, Fang Xi had no intention of suppressing his cultivation progress just to avoid drawing attention.

As for what comes next? Isn't the 'Breath Concealment Art' precisely for that?

It was just Luo Gong's fate that served as a silent warning to Fang Xi.

Perhaps within White Peace Immortal City, there were some who did not wish to see a genius like Luo Gong rise.

‘Self-taught Foundation Establishment coupled with superior-grade spiritual root aptitude. . . That's a bit too eye-catching. Though this immortal city is good, it's difficult to form a Core here. . . ’

Moreover, while White Peace Immortal City boasts relatively abundant cultivation resources, it can only satisfy the needs of most Qi Refinement cultivators.

For early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, it's still passable.

But for mid-stage, or even late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, it's merely ordinary. . .

When it comes to truly rare resources, they primarily prioritize the Bai Feng Mountain lineage, leaving not much for other rogue Foundation Establishment cultivators to share.

"Ah, these tranquil days. . ."

After the beast tide passed, White Peace Immortal City once again returned to its former tranquility.

Fang Xi resided quietly in Peach Blossom Pavilion, accompanied by fine wine and beautiful women, his days were naturally quite pleasant.

What he didn't know was that the shadow of another great war had already enveloped the entire sky of the State of Yue!

...

Green Bamboo Mountain!

This place was originally occupied by the Situ Clan, and Fang Xi had served as a spirit farmer here for many years.

Later, the Situ Clan was annihilated, Green Bamboo Mountain went through a period of chaos, and was taken over by the Green Bamboo Society, becoming an unregulated black market.

In reality, this black market was secretly controlled by the Song Clan.

On this day!

Streaks of black lines flew from the distant horizon, transforming into large, shimmering spirit boats.

"By decree of the Black Heaven Sect! The Green Bamboo Society, instigated by the Song Clan, has colluded to commit evil, a den of vipers and rats! Thus shall they be executed!"

Yan Huayang stood with his hands behind his back at the prow of a boat, using a spell to broadcast his voice far and wide.

Only then did the rogue cultivators in Green Bamboo Mountain market wake up as if from a dream.

Some of the white-haired old cultivators even recalled the tragic state of Green Bamboo Mountain market when it was previously breached, and expressions of terror appeared on their faces!

"Kill!"

At Yan Huayang's command, dozens of spirit boats erupted with intense spiritual light, and streaks of spells rained down upon the grand formation.

"Damn it, Black Heaven Sect, you're going too far!"

A streak of light emerged from the Myriad Sea Tower, transforming into a charming and beautiful female Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Song Clan, who swiftly took charge of the market's second-tier formation.

This was the Song Clan's Foundation Establishment Ancestor stationed at Green Bamboo Mountain—Song Zhongwei!

"Why. . . why is the Black Heaven Sect acting like this?"

Song Zhongwei's magic power surged forth, causing the second-tier formation protecting Green Bamboo Mountain market to shoot up into the sky, like an inverted giant bowl, resisting the frenzied bombardment from the Black Heaven Sect cultivators outside. However, despair slowly welled up in her heart: "I wonder how the Ancestor and Wangyue Mountain City are doing. . ."

Green Bamboo Mountain market's location was quite strategic, situated precisely between Wangyue Mountain and the Black Heaven Sect's mountain gate, controlling one side.

When the market was attacked, Song Zhongwei had used various methods to send word to Wangyue Mountain City behind her.

She also notified the nearby Song Clan forces.

But at this moment, there was not a single echo!

All of this caused the heart of this female Foundation Establishment cultivator to slowly sink.

"A second-tier formation? Heh heh. . ."

Yan Huayang transformed into a streak of light and descended, and with him were over a hundred inner disciples of the Black Heaven Sect.

As inner disciples of the Black Heaven Sect, their cultivation was at least at the late-stage Qi Refinement realm!

At this moment, numerous disciples circulated their cultivation in unison, their qi mechanisms connected around their bodies, and abruptly transformed into a colossal blue giant reaching the heavens!

The blue giant was clad in ancient, vast armor, its eyes like bronze bells, with Yan Huayang positioned in the center of its brow, commanding with calm certainty.

The next moment!

The blue giant roared skyward, its right hand swinging a heavy hammer, and fiercely smashed it onto Green Bamboo Mountain's formation.

Boom!

The second-tier grand formation instantly shattered, and Song Zhongwei, who was presiding over the formation, turned pale, spitting out a mouthful of vital blood.

"Kill!"

The blue giant dispersed, and excited Black Heaven Sect disciples transformed into streaks of light, flying down, cooperating with the spirit boats, to annihilate all who resisted.

As for Yan Huayang and his two junior brothers, both early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, they surrounded Song Zhongwei, who was also in the early-stage Foundation Establishment.

After a battle involving crisscrossing spirit artifacts, streaks of dark lightning suddenly exploded in that area.

Yan Huayang's magic power shield was in tatters, as he barely managed to shield his two junior brothers, leaving the position of the Yin Thunder. He said with some emotion: "This Song Zhongwei truly lives up to being a loyalist of the Song Clan, to actually hide 'Child-Mother Yin Thunder' at the very end, intending to perish with us. . ."

"Many thanks for your assistance, Senior Brother Yan. . ."

The two junior brothers were still shaken with lingering fear. This Child-Mother Yin Thunder was extremely insidious and malicious; once it exploded, it would seal off the surrounding void, making its power immense.

If not for Yan Huayang, it's likely they would have truly perished here.

Yan Huayang smiled, then his expression suddenly shifted, as he received a flying sword message.

After probing it with his divine consciousness, he couldn't help but nod: "Junior Brother Long's side is also progressing smoothly. The Long Clan didn't dare interfere. . . Hmph, they know what's good for them!"

This time, the Black Heaven Sect's campaign to conquer the Song Clan was, of course, not limited to this one battlefield.

Flames of war ignited almost simultaneously across the State of Yue.

Especially since the Song Clan had almost monopolized power for the past century, showing signs of uniting the seven great Foundation Establishment immortal clans of the State of Yue.

After suppressing the Situ Clan, who had always been disobedient to the Song Clan, and waiting for the neutral Dragon Fish Zhong Clan to be annihilated, and then propping up Foundation Establishment clans like the Tu, Wan, and Yan families, their power had almost reached its peak, which had already drawn the attention and dissatisfaction of many.

"The other Foundation Establishment aristocratic families of the State of Yue are minor matters. . ."

Yan Huayang looked towards Wangyue Mountain City, his gaze filled with solemnity: "The most crucial thing is, how is Ancestor Jiang's side doing?"

...

Wangyue Mountain.

Almost at the very moment Green Bamboo Mountain market was besieged, a large number of streaks of light completely surrounded Wangyue Mountain, leaving no blind spots.

Thump-thump!

Amidst the sound of war drums, spirit boats, each laden with cultivators, soared across the sky, carrying an aura that oppressed all living beings.

"Reporting to the two Ancestors, our forces have surrounded Wangyue Mountain City, with scouts deployed on all sides. . . It will be impossible to escape, whether by ascending to the heavens or delving into the earth."

The Black Heaven Sect Master looked at the two figures on the deck, his expression filled with reverence.

Standing at the very front of the deck, were none other than two Core Formation Ancestors, one of whom was Ancestor Jiang.

However, at this moment, Ancestor Jiang's glabella was slightly darkened, and a deathly aura lingered around his body, clearly indicating that his lifespan was nearing its end.

At this moment, he simply gazed at Wangyue Mountain City, and said to Ancestor Zhang beside him: "Zhusheng. . . you've just achieved a False Core, so you can just hold the formation later, no need to attack. . . After all, this Ancestor doesn't have much lifespan left, so it's a good opportunity to eliminate this scoundrel before my time runs out, to save future generations from worry. . . ""

"Grand-Uncle Jiang. . ."

Zhang Zhusheng's expression was moved.

He was a Core Formation seed of the Black Heaven Sect, a cultivator with a Earth-grade Thunder Spiritual Root, and had cultivated to the perfected Foundation Establishment realm by one hundred and twenty years old.

However, after reaching this stage, he had been unable to form a Core for a long time.

In fact, the probability of a perfected Foundation Establishment cultivator successfully forming a Core was inherently very low.

Within the Black Heaven Sect, there were several such individuals, all fiercely loyal.

And his spiritual root attribute just happened to be compatible with the inner core of a Golden-Crowned Thunder Roc, making his success rate in refining a False Core the highest. Thus, he was chosen to refine the demon core.

Although a False Core cultivator's Golden Core was incomplete, and they could never advance further, and their divine abilities and magic power were a step weaker than those of early-stage Core Formation cultivators, they still far surpassed ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Combined with the Black Heaven Sect's profound heritage, to preside over a region, it was more than enough!

And he was only a little over one hundred and fifty years old this year, meaning he could still guard the Black Heaven Sect for over three hundred more years!

With two Core Formation Ancestors presiding, the Black Heaven Sect disciples charged forward bravely, each with commendable morale, unleashing spells one after another, attacking the outer perimeter of the Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Formation.

...

"Disaster has struck!"

Within Wangyue Mountain City, Song Zhongjie looked up at the spirit boats surrounding the grand formation, his expression turning utterly pale.

"Third Brother. . . what do we do?"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator with the grim face watched this scene, still holding numerous flying sword messages in his hand: "Our affiliated forces and allied forces have just sent messages. . . saying they are under siege. The Black Heaven Sect intends to cut the weeds and pull up the roots!"

"Cut what weeds? Our Song Clan has long since sent out its direct lineage. . . Song Qing is also outside. . . ""

Song Zhongjie calmed his mind: "With the Ancestor presiding over the third-tier formation, even two Core Formation cultivators wouldn't dream of breaching the grand formation! As long as we drag this out, the Green Wood Sect of the State of Mu will surely act! This is our chance! ""

The Green Wood Sect and the Black Heaven Sect had always been at odds, and almost went to war a few years ago.

Adhering to the principle that an enemy of your enemy is your friend, the Song Clan had considerable dealings with the Green Wood Sect, and their relationship was quite good.

Once the Black Heaven Sect revealed a weakness, the Green Wood Sect would certainly not let this opportunity slip by.

"Old Ghost Jiang!"

From the deepest part of Wangyue Mountain City, a seclusion chamber opened, and a streak of light flew out, overflowing with the magic power of perfected Foundation Establishment.

Within the streak of light, was none other than the Song Clan Ancestor!

This person appeared to be middle-aged, looking even younger than Song Zhongjie, but his voice carried an aged quality: "Black Heaven Sect, do you intend to fight my Song Clan to the death, where both fish and net perish?"

"The fish might die, but the net may not break!"

Ancestor Jiang calmly met the Song Clan Ancestor's gaze, and a silver-glowing talisman appeared in his hand.

"A third-tier Formation Breaking Talisman?"

The Song Clan Ancestor was utterly unfazed: "It's quite impressive, Old Ghost Jiang, that you found a talisman of this tier. . . But do you dare enter the formation to fight? ”

Even though a third-tier Formation Breaking Talisman was extremely rare, a third-tier formation was already fundamentally different from a second-tier formation, having undergone a qualitative change.

It was intrinsically linked with the earth veins, forming its own independent realm. Unless one could shatter this realm, even using means like exploding a Formation Breaking Talisman from within would be useless.

Not to mention, the Song Clan Ancestor himself was an upper-grade second-tier and even subtly approaching third-tier formation master.

With this person presiding, the power of the Heavenly Wolf Howling at the Moon Formation had increased by more than just a notch?

Even facing one Core Formation cultivator and one False Core cultivator, he had no fear!