Chapter 467: The Great War Begins (Making Up for 30 Missed Updates)
Chapter 467: The Great War Begins (Making Up for 30 Missed Updates)
Days later, above Ice Fiend Lake.
"The journey to Tianli Plain from here is long. . ."
Fang Xi gazed at Bai Yun Sou and Diao Ao Lao Ren before him, a faint smile gracing his lips: "Since we're heading to Tianli Plain, and the journey is long. . . I happen to possess a spirit treasure that can serve as transportation. Why don't we travel together?"
Bai Yun Sou and Diao Ao Lao Ren exchanged a glance. "Since Fellow Daoist extends such a generous invitation, it would be impolite for us to refuse."
"This time, we'll need the combined efforts of all three of us, so there's no need to be polite."
Fang Xi maintained a humble expression, then released the Blood Fiend Hall!
A low hum! The Blood Fiend Hall rapidly expanded, transforming into a vast palace, from which layers of blood-colored clouds surged forth.
"This. . . this. . . this. . ."
Stunned, he realized his slip of the tongue and immediately fell silent, lost for words.
Diao Ao Lao Ren, witnessing this scene, was also immensely shocked. "Rumor has it that the fall of the Seven Kills Demon Lord was connected to this Yun Jizi, but I never imagined. . . that even the heritage spirit treasure of the Seven Fiends Hall would fall into this man's hands. . . How did Old Huang Yungong manage to befriend such an incredible individual? No, when we first met him, he seemed quite ordinary. . ."
Recalling their past camaraderie over drinks and meat, Diao Ao Lao Ren and Bai Yun Sou exchanged a look, both feeling a touch of regret in their hearts.
"Please!"
Fang Xi transformed into a streak of dark demonic light and flew into the Blood Fiend Hall.
He intentionally displayed this treasure, naturally, to awe these two Nascent Soul cultivators and thus gain complete control over the operation.
In any case, it was impossible for him to take orders from others, let alone allow anyone to dictate terms to him, not even through mere discussion.
He had to possess full authority for on-the-spot decisions; only then could he ensure the ability to advance offensively or retreat defensively.
After all, Yun Jizi was, on the surface, only an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Though his fierce reputation preceded him, most Nascent Soul old monsters were inherently unruly. . .
Swoosh! The Blood Fiend Hall transformed into a streak of bloody light, its escape speed incredibly swift, vanishing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Bai Yun Sou and Diao Ao Lao Ren exchanged glances, then both cupped their hands in salute towards Fang Xi, who stood leaning on the railing. "Fellow Daoist Yun Jizi, for this journey to Fengyue Mountain, we are willing to follow your lead!"
"No need to be so polite, both of you. If there's anything, we can discuss it," Fang Xi replied, quite satisfied with their declaration. His intimidation had not been in vain, but he still had to keep up appearances.
Bai Yun Sou hesitated for a moment, then continued, "That female disciple of Old Huang Yungong, alas. . ."
"I've already handled that matter, so there's no need to discuss it further."
Fang Xi waved his hand, indicating he had no interest in the subject whatsoever.
He wasn't concerned with the extent of the relationship between these two and Huang Yungong.
As for whether he had intervened, that was even less of an issue; it was merely a personal choice for each of them.
What was most important now was the core of the conversion array!
...
The Seven Treasures Treasure Ship.
Top deck.
Tian Du Mojun stood with his hands clasped behind his back, watching the Blood Fiend Hall disappear. He smiled at Su Xuelong behind him: "With this 'Blood Fiend Hall', their journey should have a greater chance of success."
"It's actually the Blood Fiend Hall! This hall is a void spirit treasure; it can seal Nascent Soul teleportation. . ."
Su Xuelong felt a trickle of cold sweat on his forehead.
Perhaps he hadn't dealt harshly enough with that subordinate? Or should he have just turned his soul into a sky lantern and given it to Ling Shu? Who would have thought that Yun Jizi, with merely a passing acquaintance with Huang Yungong, would actually intervene when something happened! "Several teams have already departed. It's time for us to move out as well, to exert military pressure and provide cover for them. . ."
Tian Du Mojun's face suddenly became expressionless. "Has that person. . . sent out our false intelligence again?"
At the mention of this, Su Xuelong's expression also grew solemn. "It has been confirmed. . . It's Junior Brother Qin. I don't know why he would do such a thing; it's truly unbelievable."
"Hehe. . . Don't speak only of our demonic path. Even among those of the righteous path, aren't most of them selfish?"
Tian Du Mojun sneered. "If this 'Realm Descent' wasn't from the Monster World but from the Demon Realm, how many old demon lords do you think would have immediately surrendered? After all, our cultivation methods are imitations of the true ancient demon race's demonic arts. Once one successfully receives the infusion of true demonic qi, their cultivation indeed advances by leaps and bounds. Those old demon lords, all nearing the end of their lifespans, what wouldn't they do to survive?"
"Ancient demons, huh. . ."
Su Xuelong muttered, the Demon Race being one of the powerful factions contending with the Human Race in the Earthly Immortal World. In the past, the Human World had also invaded the Demon Realm.
He pushed that thought aside and continued to report, "According to the Grand Elder's instructions, the false intelligence contains nine parts truth and one part falsehood. Is it perhaps too much of a leak?"
"No matter. . . In any case, there are many Yao Race spies, and they largely know our movements. This way, the mutual corroboration will only increase the intelligence's credibility. . . Besides, how can the movement of a large army be concealed? As long as we can hide the information of those few small teams and cause the Yao Race to suffer a loss, it will be considered a success."
Tian Du Mojun then asked, "How are our preparations?"
"The ancient demonic beasts have all been refined. . . The 'Demon Summoning Token' has also been retrieved from the Ancestral Hall. Suitable sacrifices have been found, all born at special times and possessing the 'Demon Summoning Physique'. . . In addition, a 'Nine Yin Physique' has been prepared as a backup."
Su Xuelong bowed.
"Good. Next, go see Junior Brother Qin. Since we were fellow sect brothers after all, send him directly on his way. There's no need to refine his soul. . . But his corpse should still be refined into a demonic corpse to continue serving the sect."
A cold glint flashed in Tian Du Mojun's eyes as he spoke.
For a Demonic Cultivator, this was already a rare act of kindness.
Several months later.
Tianli Plain.
This place was a vast grassland, and by now, it was already filled with members of both the Human and Yao Races.
On the Yao Race side, the ground was covered with various low-tier demon beasts, some with fur and horns, others with colorful scales, densely packed and creating an immense sense of pressure just by looking at them.
In the sky, even more demon birds had gathered.
Directly in front was a massive, dark mass of Iron-Winged Eagles, resembling large banks of dark clouds. On either side were groups of dragonfly-like demon beasts, the 'Four-Winged Flying Mites', spewing forth poison mist, forming plumes of green poisonous miasma. While high-tier cultivators might be unaffected, the protective spiritual light of low-tier cultivators would certainly not last long against such miasma.
The Yao Race army had only revealed a portion of its strength; more clans remained hidden within the dense monster qi, appearing and disappearing like phantoms.
In contrast, on the cultivators' side, hundreds of enormous spirit ships hovered in the sky, led by the Seven Treasures Treasure Ship.
Numerous cultivators stood on their artifacts, suspended in mid-air, appearing like a dense multitude of guards.
On the ground, streaks of spiritual light soared skyward, transforming into various colored light barriers that completely enveloped each team of cultivators.
Upon the low-tier disciples, 'Monster Purifying Talismans' continuously flickered with white light, purifying the monster qi in the air.
A closer look revealed that the arrangement of these low-tier cultivators subtly bore the hallmarks of a formation; clearly, with a single thought, they could coalesce into a battle formation!
Furthermore, from their banners, it was evident that fellow sect brothers were primarily organized within large square formations, managed personally by their respective sect masters or even Nascent Soul old monsters, allowing for perfect command.
Nangong Li was positioned on the left flank of the cultivator army, accompanied by eighteen stunning Tianfei, her gaze incredibly solemn.
Perched on her shoulder, a small Four-Eared Finger Monkey scratched its ears and cheeks, seemingly listening to the movements within a thousand-li radius.
A flash of escape light, and three Nascent Soul old monsters appeared beside Nangong Li: Madam Miaoyun, who resembled a beautiful middle-aged woman, as well as Old Demon Kongsang, and Heavenly Dragon Venerable! "You've arrived just in time, everyone. The Alliance Leader has given the order: prepare to attack!"
Nangong Li's expression was grave. "Heavenly Dragon Venerable, your Dao soldiers will be the first wave!"
"Understood!"
Heavenly Dragon Venerable's face remained expressionless, though he cursed his bad luck inwardly. He took out a sound transmission talisman and spoke a few words into it.
"Awoo!"
"Roar! Roar!"
Driven by the disciples of Everspring Valley, ferocious-looking dragon beast Dao soldiers arrived at the front of the ranks.
Each of these dragon beast Dao soldiers was strangely shaped; some were as massive as houses, while others were merely the size of a yellow ox. Their only commonality was the identical azure scales covering their bodies, from which a faint aura of flood dragon might emanated.
Thump-thump!
Just then, from within the Yao Race's formation, a series of war drums suddenly sounded.
The drumbeats seemed to carry a strange power, transforming into invisible ripples that caused the eyes of the low-tier demon beasts to slowly turn red, becoming slightly agitated.
Amidst the drumbeats, a command platform emerged from within the beast horde, slowly pushed to a forward position in the center.
This command platform appeared to be entirely constructed from human skeletons, its entire body presenting a ghastly white hue. On the platform stood a giant drum, engraved with phoenix patterns.
Feng Shisan held a drumstick, striking the drumhead with powerful blows, producing earth-shattering roars.
Qing Changlao stood on the command platform, calmly gazing at Tian Du Mojun within the Seven Treasures Treasure Ship. "Fellow Daoist, to have so many years of cultivation ruined in an instant, wouldn't that be a pity? If you surrender now, you would still retain a high position. . . This is this old man's final act of goodwill."
"More words are useless."
The red dot between Tian Du Mojun's brows grew even more vivid. He said coldly, "Attack!"
The Seven Treasures Treasure Ship rumbled, and a treasure mirror slowly rose, emitting a brilliant light that caused countless members of the Yao Race to shriek in agony.
A hum! As this brilliant light swept across, the dense monster qi in the surroundings rapidly dissipated like spring snow meeting the sun, revealing one ferocious Yao Race member after another.
Particularly in an area close to the Human Race's ranks, a patch of monster mist was directly obliterated, revealing a group of strange demon beasts.
These Yao Race members were ape-like in appearance but possessed four arms, holding black clubs and other weapons. They clearly intended to use the cover of the monster qi to approach the Human Race's ranks and launch a sneak attack.
However, they hadn't anticipated that the monster mist would be directly pierced through! Not only that, but this brilliant light continued to penetrate deeper until it finally dispersed upon colliding with a layer of blood-colored energy.
Even so, most of the Yao Race's concealment was shattered, revealing the majority of their formations! "It's a spirit treasure-grade Monster Revealing Mirror! Damn it! The Human Race of the South Barrens clearly couldn't refine such artifacts before. . ."
Feng Shisan snorted coldly.
"It truly is the 'Myriad Demon Grand Array'!"
Tian Du Mojun gazed at that blood-colored layer, vaguely discerning the fleeting figures of various Yao Race members within it. His expression involuntarily turned grave.
"Attack!"
Nangong Li coldly gave the order, and sound transmission talismans fluttered across the sky.
"Roar! Roar!"
One by one, the dragon beast Dao soldiers were unleashed from their restraints, letting out earth-shattering roars as they charged together towards a group of low-tier Moon-Gazing Rhino Clan members opposite them.
The overflowing dragon might caused the Moon-Gazing Rhino clan to stir in agitation. . .
At the same time, in Feng Nation, within and outside a certain grand formation, an even more brutal war between the Human and Yao Races was on the verge of breaking out!
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