Chapter 423: The Beginning (For the Silver Alliance Leader)
Chapter 423: The Beginning (For the Silver Alliance Leader)
"Divine Infant Sword: Minor Completion!"
Fang Xi continuously sent out spell-sigils, landing them upon the formation.
Watching the blood-colored, thin human figures being absorbed by the "Divine Infant Sword," a hint of joy involuntarily appeared on his face.
Finally, he cast the last spell-sigil: "Gather!"
Whoosh!
The formation shattered, and a sound of air being torn echoed.
A small sword, only a few inches long, entirely black with vein-like patterns, instantly appeared before Fang Xi.
The sharp sword qi startled Fang Xi slightly: "Teleportation? !"
"No wonder this sword is reputed to be the best at slaying cultivators' Nascent Souls. . . with its constantly teleporting nature, coupled with such malevolent sword qi, even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would find it extremely troublesome. . ."
Fang Xi mused for a moment, then felt a bit speechless.
Everyone said Nascent Soul old monsters were notoriously difficult to deal with, and a Nascent Soul exiting the body was the supreme method for escape and self-preservation.
Yet, when it came to him. . . the Star-Patterned Chessboard, the Blood Fiend Hall, and the Divine Infant Sword all seemed to be the natural bane of Nascent Souls?
"However. . . this sword's demonic aura is too heavy. If the main Nascent Soul holds it for too long, it might corrupt the origin. . ."
He gazed at the Divine Infant Sword hovering before him, then sighed. A black light flashed above his glabella, and his External Avatar appeared, beckoning with a grin.
A surge of magic power instantly refined the Divine Infant Sword.
The Divine Infant Sword let out a sword cry akin to an infant's wail, and its size surprisingly shrunk even further.
Whoosh!
Then, with a single teleportation, it arrived at the back of the demonic avatar's hand, like an ox-hair thin needle, piercing into the Nascent Soul's hand and vanishing.
"A Nascent Soul as the sheath. . ."
A trace of pain flashed across the External Avatar's small face, but it then bore it as if nothing had happened.
Fang Xi, however, changed his expression slightly: "Such a demonic treasure is indeed exceedingly sinister."
He recalled his External Avatar and moved, arriving above Emerald Cliff.
Since the Divine Infant Sword was refined, the heavenly phenomena naturally dissipated.
The three Core Formation cultivators, however, came before Fang Xi and respectfully bowed: "Alliance Leader. . ."
"Since even the two of you have come, it's clearly something important."
Fang Xi arrived at the Evergreen Palace, looking at Tai Shu Hong and Zhang Zhu Sheng who had followed him: "Speak. . ."
"It's about the demon race's invasion. . ."
Tai Shu Hong said: "After discussing among us cultivators of the Three Kingdoms Alliance, we believe that clearing out the Myriad Beast Mountain Range, taking the initiative, might be a good strategy. . ."
Fang Xi yawned nonchalantly: "Good, good, that's an excellent plan. Go execute it. . ."
Tai Shu Hong and Zhang Zhu Sheng couldn't help but exchange glances.
Who knew how many third-order demon beasts were in the Myriad Beast Mountain Range? How could two mere False Cores possibly fight against that?
Fang Xi's lips curled into a smile, as if he had seen through their little thoughts: "What. . . scared again?"
The reason he established the Three Kingdoms Alliance was to gain subordinates, not burdens.
It was impossible for him to be pushed into the limelight by his subordinates.
Even with this major catastrophe of the demon race's invasion, the same held true.
If he could lend a hand easily, he naturally wouldn't mind, but if a dozen Soul Transformation demons descended. . . he would flee with his tree without the slightest hesitation.
After dismissing the two False Cores, Fang Xi looked at Zhong Hong Yu: "What is the situation like now in the Three Kingdoms cultivation world?"
"What else could it be? Just reinforcing formations, stockpiling supplies, and then praying to the heavens for protection. . ."
Zhong Hong Yu replied with a bitter smile.
"Hmm, resisting layer by layer is also good. . . Remember, the first rafter to stick out rots first. We're a rural backwater, and if we stand out too much and attract the attention of the beast tide, it wouldn't be good. . ."
Fang Xi waved his hand: "Anyway, Emerald Cliff has me presiding over it, plus the Nine-Nethers Profound Wood Grand Array, so even if Soul Transformation demons attack, there's nothing to fear. You go down for now and cultivate well. . ."
"Yes!"
Zhong Hong Yu bowed again, then excused herself.
Fang Xi watched her retreating figure, his eyes shimmering.
Then, he moved to the rear hall of the Evergreen Palace and looked at the eight ancient teleportation arrays.
After previous assessments, only two had any hope of being repaired.
"Next. . . I'll cultivate while simultaneously comprehending formations and attempting to repair the ancient teleportation arrays."
Fang Xi sighed.
His main purpose in repairing the ancient teleportation arrays now wasn't to engage in resource trading, but to find a retreat for his close companions who followed him.
After all, he wasn't afraid of one or two Soul Transformation demons.
But if a dozen came, or a particularly formidable fourth-order, superior-grade character, he could only escape to the Red Sun Realm via the All-Heavens Precious Mirror.
However, while he could escape, his subordinates couldn't. He absolutely could not expose the secret of his golden finger by taking them to the Red Sun Realm as well.
If the ancient teleportation arrays were repaired, and if the demon race's rampage on the other side was less severe, it would be a good escape route.
With this thought, Fang Xi sat cross-legged before the ancient teleportation array, falling into contemplation. . .
...
Time flowed like water. . .
On this day.
Feng Kingdom, Ten Thousand Poisons Marsh.
In the sky, a white arc of light, stretching for a hundred miles, was dazzling.
Beneath the arc of light, a newly constructed cultivator city stood, where numerous Qi Refinement and Foundation Establishment cultivators, clad in spirit armor, slept on their weapons, ever vigilant.
A Foundation Establishment cultivator patrolling in mid-air suddenly looked up at the arc of light, his expression changing drastically.
He saw that the arc of light, which had originally emitted a faint white glow, had, at some unknown point, begun to violently fluctuate and oscillate.
Streaks of silver light emerged, seeming to form a giant vortex.
And within the vortex, countless dense black dots were continuously growing larger, appearing to be rapidly approaching.
"Alarm!"
The Foundation Establishment cultivator immediately shouted, crushing a talisman, then flew towards the cultivator fortress without looking back.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Dozens of breaths later, gigantic demon birds flew out from the void passage, almost all of them at the second-order, with third-order ones being not uncommon.
Wooooosh!
Inside the cultivator fortress, Hao Ranzi, dressed as a scholar, stood on the city wall, watching the scene with a worried expression: "It's demon birds. . . Does this mean that the main force invading our Southern Desolate this time is from the avian demon race?"
"Not necessarily. As Soul Transformation demons, they can easily command various demon beasts. . ."
Beside him, a yellow-robed monk, whose pupils glinted gold as he clutched a golden monastic staff, shook his head in denial: "However, at this point, we must immediately activate the Myriad Transformations Blood Spirit Array to its maximum power. . ."
"Exactly."
Hao Ranzi took out a blood-red orb and continuously infused it with magic power.
This orb was clearly the core artifact of the formation, and it immediately flew into the sky, emitting streams of blood-red light.
Humming!
Streaks of blood-red formation runes emerged from the swamp, from the earth, and from the void, instantly enveloping an area of several hundred miles.
Those second-order and third-order flying beasts. . . screamed before they had flown far, as streaks of blood-red light pierced through them in mid-air, feathers scattering everywhere.
"Form ranks!"
"Prepare!"
Above the fortress, numerous ballistae were violently pulled back, loaded with thick arrows, arm-thick and engraved with various spirit runes.
"Demon-Exterminating Ballistae. . . fire!"
Following the command, a thunderous roar echoed in the void.
A third-order Iron-Winged Giant Eagle's chest was torn open with a large hole, pierced clean through by an arrow, and it plummeted from mid-air.
And deep beneath the fortress, several alchemists looked at the giant pill furnaces before them, their faces showing a hint of joy: "The Myriad Transformations Blood Spirit Array has been activated. . . Now, the essence of the demon race killed within the array will be continuously refined into pure blood essence, which can be used for alchemy!"
"Such recycling is perfect for replenishing the magic power of the cultivators in the city. . ."
"This array harms heavenly principles, but using it against the demon race is entirely justified. . ."
"Less talk, let's get started. . . This pure blood essence can serve as the main ingredient for many pills. First, refine 'Return Origin Pills,' then 'Blood Replenishment Pills'. . ."
A white-haired alchemy grandmaster began to give orders.
Then, looking at the scene, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "True Monarch Shutong's invention of this array back then was the pinnacle of the Dao of Combined Pills and Formations. . . It truly makes us descendants feel ashamed. . ."
...
Just as the cultivator fortress was systematically dealing with the beast tide, feeling that the demon race's invasion was nothing more than this. . .
Screech! ! !
A clear cry that pierced the sky and split the clouds suddenly erupted from the void passage.
A silver light flashed!
A gigantic demon bird with a wingspan exceeding a hundred zhang, clad in multi-colored feathers, its tail plumage resembling that of a peacock, appeared above the cultivator fortress.
It let out a long cry, and with a flap of its wings!
Countless azure wind blades appeared in the void, forming two gigantic tornadoes that fiercely slammed onto the fortress's defensive grand array.
The terrifying aftermath of the shockwave caused the city walls within the fortress to tremble continuously. . .
"Heavenly Phoenix Clan? !"
Hao Ranzi's expression changed drastically upon seeing the gigantic demon bird: "This is bad. . . the ones invading the Southern Desolate this time are actually from the Heavenly Phoenix Clan!"
"Since you know of our clan's arrival, why do you not quickly offer your necks for slaughter?"
The gigantic demon bird spoke with a clear woman's voice, surprisingly using the language of the cultivation world.
"Buddhist Brother, it is time for us to act."
Hao Ranzi sighed. The crimson scroll in his hand flew up, its pages tearing and burning, countless spirit runes flashing on them, like crimson chains, attempting to trap the Heavenly Phoenix in mid-air.
"Amitabha!"
Subsequently, the yellow-robed monk also proclaimed a Buddhist chant. The golden monastic staff in his hand flew into the air, transforming into a golden flood dragon, its scales adorned with countless swastika symbols, extending its massive dragon claws to fiercely grab at the Heavenly Phoenix!
...
A moment later.
The cultivator fortress abruptly turned into a ruin, with countless demon beasts occupying it and roaring.
"Thank you, Elder Luan, for your intervention!"
The Heavenly Phoenix from before transformed into a graceful young woman in colorful robes, respectfully bowing to a beautiful woman in front of her, who wore a feather ornament on her forehead.
At this moment, in the beautiful woman's hand, a golden Nascent Soul was clutched.
"The Nascent Souls of human cultivators are not only incredibly delicious but also greatly beneficial for our cultivation. . . Qing'er, after you refine this, you'll likely be able to attempt a breakthrough to the mid-stage realm. . ."
Elder Luan of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan then looked around, nodding: "This place is good, perfect for setting up a conversion array to spread demonic qi. . . As long as this world is completely transformed into a part of the Demon Realm, our clan's power in the Earthly Immortal World will undoubtedly rise to another level. With one waning and the other waxing, eventually, the demon race will reign supreme in the Earthly Immortal World!"
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