Chapter 473: Golden Cicadas (Please subscribe)
“That fourth-order superior-grade Heavenly Phoenix has engaged Tian Du Mojun. . . ”
Within the battle formation, Nangong Li was truly impregnable, protected by eighteen Heavenly Consorts.
Listening to the sound transmitted by the spirit beast at her ear, a hint of joy appeared on Nangong Li's face: “The Conversion Array has been breached. . . several array nodes must have collapsed simultaneously. . . now, the strategic objective of this battle has been achieved. ”
Alas, even with the strategic objective accomplished, how to withdraw gracefully was still a matter requiring consideration.
On the main battlefield, if the demon race wasn't completely routed, should the cultivator army dare to retreat even half a step, the entire front would immediately collapse!
In this regard, even sect cultivators weren't much better in character than rogue cultivators.
After all, the Immortal Dao prioritizes self-interest!
If there was no hope of victory, they would surely scatter when calamity struck, leading to an even greater disaster. . .
The same principle applied to the demon race.
“The tide of this battle has finally turned in our favor. ”
Nangong Li sensed the spiritual energy in the void rapidly growing much denser, and a faint smile appeared on her face.
For human cultivators, as long as they didn't lose this battle, it was a victory!
Even a draw was acceptable.
But for the demon race, it would be too great a loss.
With the Conversion Array destroyed, countless precious materials were reduced to ashes, and within several decades, they might not be able to set up a second one!
And if they couldn't fundamentally alter the world, then even if they achieved victory after victory, ultimately, once the Realm Descent concluded, it would still be a defeat!
Whoosh!
Just at this moment, a streak of escape light flew over – it was Tian Long Zun ZHe!
He had already transformed into a half-human, half-dragon form, his body armored with countless scales, dragon horns atop his head, his aura weak, looking somewhat disheveled.
“It's Tian Long Zun ZHe! ”
The surrounding Heavenly Consorts dared not slight a Nascent Soul old monster and immediately opened the formation, allowing Tian Long Zun ZHe to enter.
“Tian Long, you've toiled hard fighting that Great Peng demon. You can rest a bit within this formation. . . I even have two 'Blood Replenishing Pills' here. . . ”
Nangong Li said.
She had been monitoring the entire situation through her Four-Eared Finger Monkey, knowing that Tian Long Zun ZHe had indeed suffered no minor injuries from his earlier battle with a fourth-order low-grade shapeshifting Great Peng demon.
“Many thanks, fellow Daoist. ”
Tian Long Zun ZHe hastily thanked her, reaching out to take the pill.
Suddenly!
His hand-claws transformed into dragon claws mid-air, scales on them emitting a cold, malevolent aura, as he fiercely swiped a claw down towards Nangong Li.
Pop!
Caught off guard, Nangong Li's protective treasure light automatically defended her, but her face still flushed crimson as she retreated repeatedly, exclaiming in shock and fury: “Tian Long. . . you. . . ”
“Die! ”
Tian Long Zun ZHe had long calculated numerous things, and now that he had made his move, he showed no hesitation whatsoever. He opened his mouth and spat out a golden awl, ghastly bloodstains marring its surface.
He grinned ferociously, about to activate the golden flying awl to completely pierce Nangong Li's protective spiritual shield and then destroy her Dharma body.
Just at this moment, a clear, resonant sword cry suddenly echoed from within Nangong Li's Dantian!
Whoosh!
A sword cry seemed to echo in the void, leaving Tian Long Zun ZHe perplexed: “The charming arts Nangong Li cultivates. . . she's not a sword cultivator, is she. . . ”
But it was already too late.
For reasons unknown, Tian Long Zun ZHe's divine soul was struck by an intense pain. He couldn't help but clutch his half-dragon head with both hands, letting out a miserable shriek.
And such an opportune moment was naturally seized by Nangong Li.
She transformed into a hazy pink streak of escape light, rapidly shooting backward, and from her lips came a cold snort: “Eighteen Heavenly Consorts, activate the 'Subtle Manifestation Immortal-Slaying Array'! ”
The many Heavenly Consorts hastily strummed their instruments, and streaks of restrictions emerged, closing inward like a cage, trapping Tian Long Zun ZHe within.
A spiritual treasure white scarf flew out, seemingly emblazoned with the shape of the Eight Trigrams, firmly protecting Nangong Li's entire body. Only then did she realize why she had managed to escape, and she couldn't help but feel fortunate, spitting lightly: “That heartless one, at least he didn't go back on his word. . . ”
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Whoosh!
Fang Xi transformed into a streak of green sword light and traveled, suddenly rubbing his nose.
After much deliberation, he still decided to go to the battlefield for a look.
The Green Reaping Sword Qi being activated didn't necessarily mean a crushing defeat for the cultivator army; it could also be Nangong Li herself encountering misfortune.
'If the current situation is slightly disadvantageous, and it's within my ability, I can still lend a hand. After all, I don't want to abandon my home. . . '
'If it's beyond saving, then there's nothing to be done. If I have to move, then I move. . . '
His escape speed was extremely fast, and before long, he arrived a hundred miles beyond the edge of the main battlefield.
Fang Xi released his Divine Consciousness and immediately drew a sharp breath.
Flames, talismans. . .
Spiritual treasures, puppets. . .
The ground was littered with various remnants, and blood flowed so profusely it could float pestles. . .
It was his first time witnessing such a devastating cultivator battlefield!
A patch of green clouds spread wantonly, from within which came countless bird cries, as it entangled with a Ghost Mother Divine Demon that controlled numerous ghost children. . .
Elsewhere, countless demonic zombies, like walking dead, advanced slowly and steadily. Above them, six or seven sinister treasures emitting strange demonic qi provided protection, while eighteen Heavenly Consorts played instruments in the rear, their music like the drumbeats of an army on the march. . .
Large battle formations composed of low-level cultivators transformed into giants of varying colors, roaring as they fiercely battled the demon beasts opposite them. . .
High in the sky was the battlefield of many Nascent Soul cultivators, where many fourth-order demon beasts had revealed their true forms! Most terrifying, without a doubt, was the cluster of green light and demonic flames at the very center. . .
Fang Xi even discovered Old Man White Cloud and Old Man Fishing Ao, who had joined the cultivator side, besieging a certain fourth-order demon beast with eight heads.
Although each head of that fourth-order demon beast corresponded to the Five Elements and could also unleash wind, lightning, ice, and other elemental attacks, it was clearly at a disadvantage, and several of its heads had already been severed. . .
“It looks like the situation isn't bad. . . ”
Fang Xi even felt that even without his intervention, after the great array was reversed, the cultivator army could still achieve a final Pyrrhic victory!
“Hmm, I'll just watch the show. . . hold on. . . ”
Suddenly, Fang Xi's expression changed.
Many Nascent Soul cultivators shared the same expression.
Then, from somewhere on the battlefield, a loud cicada cry suddenly began to ring out!
The chilling cicada cries were mournful. . . yet also carried an astonishingly chilling killing intent!
Boom!
Three golden pillars of light shot up from the Commander's Platform, each carrying fluctuations of late-stage Nascent Soul level, or rather, fourth-order superior-grade magical power, making every Nascent Soul cultivator's heart tremble violently: “There are actually three more great fourth-order superior-grade demon race members? ! It's over. . . ”
Quite a few cultivators reacted with astonishing speed; some old demons even disregarded the frenzied attacks of the fourth-order demon beasts opposite them, risking injury to employ blood escape techniques and flee this battlefield!
As for what came next, they no longer dared to think. . .
But the many fourth-order demon beasts naturally wouldn't let them leave, all going mad as they fiercely entangled the numerous Nascent Soul cultivators. . .
Within the three surging golden lights, faint figures of the demon race could be seen, charging straight into the high sky, into the central battle group.
The cicada cries from all around suddenly grew several times sharper.
Crackle!
As the sound of thunder rang out, it was followed by Tian Du Mojun's furious roar.
Rumble!
High in the sky, a phantom demonic palace faintly emerged. Inside, three golden lights and one green light were frantically attacking, while the demonic palace walls were rapidly thinning. . .
Tian Du Mojun landed on the Seven Treasures Flying Ship, looking at the Demon Summoning Altar behind him, a bitter smile appearing on his face: “I didn't expect the Heavenly Phoenix clan to still possess such a trump card. . . three fourth-order superior-grade Great Demons. This Seat's defeat is not unfair. . . ”
He then looked at the female cultivator with the Nine Yin Physique: “Now that the situation has changed, we have lost this battle. However, since the arrangements have already been made, activate the 'Demon Summoning Token' to cover our retreat. . . ”
Tian Du Mojun's state at this moment was terrifying. Not only was his face as pale as gold paper, but there were also three wounds on his chest, thin as cicada wings, constantly seeping blood.
For his demonic cultivation not to be able to heal these injuries immediately was already very telling.
“There's no need to rush the matter of covering the retreat. ”
Just at this moment, a faint voice suddenly rang out from the deck.
Tian Du Mojun looked over, startled: “Yun Jizi. . . ”
“I completed the mission to destroy the Conversion Array, and was originally going to return to the battle, only to witness this scene. That demonic palace of yours, fellow Daoist, I wonder what it is; it could actually trap four great cultivators for a moment. . . ”
Fang Xi appeared, smiling faintly.
“It's merely a fifth-order secret talisman passed down from my ancestors. Unfortunately, it only has sealing capabilities and is useless for killing enemies. Even if there were a fifth-order talisman capable of killing, it might not guarantee the extermination of those three Golden Cicadas. . . ”
Tian Du Mojun said quickly.
‘So those three demon race members are called Golden Cicadas? ’
Fang Xi's eyes flickered.
Originally, when he saw the three fourth-order superior-grade demon race members appear, he had wanted to flee immediately.
But having cultivated the Withered Glory Chant, he clearly felt that the state of those three demon race members was not right; their life force was like a candle in the wind.
When he slightly cast 'Withered Glory Mystic Light' to confirm that their lifespan was likely only one or two years, he immediately stopped wanting to flee.
Thus, the scene of him meeting Tian Du occurred.
“Fellow Daoist, are you already preparing to withdraw? Don't you have any trump cards. . . like a fifth-order Numinous Treasure or something? ”
Fang Xi probed, asking.
“If I had. . . this Seat would have brought it out long ago. Why would I suffer such a fate? ” Tian Du Mojun coldly snorted.
Not even Soul Transformation Venerables necessarily possessed fifth-order Numinous Treasures; most were even taken to the Earthly Immortal World by ascended cultivators who had perfected Soul Transformation.
“I see. . . I won't waste any more words. If I can handle those three Golden Cicadas, does fellow Daoist have the confidence to turn defeat into victory? ”
Fang Xi quickly said: “If successful, I want the complete 'Seven Emotions Separation Scroll'. . . ”
After cultivating this Divine Consciousness cultivation method, he keenly discovered that it had incomplete parts.
But thinking about it, it was normal. After all, Tian Du Mojun had only promised to provide the curse-dispelling method, not to impart his demonic arts.
“Fellow Daoist actually has a way? ”
A hint of joy appeared on Tian Du Mojun's face: “If that's the case, this Seat agrees! ”
Pfft!
Just at this moment, three golden lights had already torn apart the phantom demonic palace's illusory image in the sky. Three huge, gleaming Golden Cicadas emerged, their bodies still surrounded by hazy golden light specks. Their cicada eyes narrowed, and they then noticed the Nine Children Mother Divine Demon!
The three Golden Cicadas flew towards Tian Du Mojun, but midway, they made a slight turn, arriving at the location of the Nine Children Mother Divine Demon.
Gui Mu Yin Ji let out a strange cry, summoning nine ghost child divine demons to block in front of her, as her massive figure rapidly retreated.
But it was already too late.
The three golden lights circled for a moment, and countless dense golden light specks appeared. Looking closely, one could see that they were tiny Golden Cicadas.
The Golden Cicadas' wings vibrated, a golden streak of light flashed across the void, and the nine ghost child divine demons instantly disintegrated.
Gui Mu Yin Ji shrieked, abandoning the Ghost Mother Divine Demon, and under the protection of her Ghost Kite Staff, transformed into a streak of gray light and retreated.
Pop!
The Ghost Mother Divine Demon was sliced by the cicada wings, likewise disintegrating. The golden streak of light landed on Gui Mu Yin Ji's body, instantly destroying her Dharma body!
Accompanied by cries of cicadas, a Nascent Soul emerged from the void, an expression of extreme terror on its small face, only to be pierced by three slender mouthparts. . .
After the three Golden Cicadas flew out, the original spot was already empty, but the golden light specks circling their bodies had suddenly increased in thickness by several tenths!
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