My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 1385 - 500: The War Begins (Part 2)
He curled his lips and sneered, "Zhang Huaiqing, you must be mad to use the Cloud Peak's fate to strengthen the formation. Aren't you afraid of destroying the fate you've worked so hard to seize?!"
"So-called fate is accumulated bit by bit by the sect over thousand autumns and ten thousand years and is meant to be used. It's just right to deal with a senior!"
Zhang Huaiqing's hands formed seals as quick as a shadow. Within the Great Formation, the sect's fate transformed into Divine Beasts, rushing toward the Kunxu Ancestor trapped inside.
Xuan Qiongzi fended off the formation's attacks, confident that even with the Cloud Peak's fate's support, this formation couldn't harm him.
Yet the more it was so, the stranger he felt.
Could it be that these people just intended to trap him here, wasting time?
Perhaps...
It was a "lure the tiger from its lair" strategy.
Indeed!
The Sound Transmission Talisman on his body was triggered.
Xuan Qiongzi heard the voice of a sect disciple.
"Ancestor!"
"Ancestor, grave news!"
"Chen Lei from the Eastern Continent suddenly directed his army straight towards our sect!"
"..."
Upon hearing such news, Xuan Qiongzi instead breathed a sigh of relief: "You lured me away to let Chen Sansi attack Kunxu. Once he gains control of the sect's spiritual vein, I would be powerless against you. Your plan is quite impressive."
"Enough nonsense!"
Li Guanfu shouted fiercely: "The ideal situation is to directly slay you here and now!"
...
Holy Sect, Kunxu.
Biluo Peak.
This place is the Cave Mansion of the Saint Heir Mu Qingming.
After breaking through to the late Nascent Soul stage, he ascended to the peak and continually cycled his breath, adjusting his inner aura.
It was at this moment that a sudden phenomenon occurred.
Above Kunxu, the originally woven brocade of colorful clouds was suddenly torn apart by a powerful force.
It wasn't the wind, nor was it thunder.
But the previously clear firmament darkened without warning.
As if a flawless glazed sky curtain was suddenly splashed with thick, flowing ink.
Mu Qingming frowned, his pupils glowing with spirit light, piercing through the dense black clouds to see what kind of demon dared to wreak havoc on the Holy Sect's territory.
Upon seeing...
His mind instantly tightened.
What arrived was not a demon, but...
Thousands upon thousands of troops!
So dense and strictly arranged, covering the entire Kunxu mountain range's sky, seemingly lowering the Heavenly Dome by three inches!
The number of soldiers was incalculable, clad in black armor, and their long spears, giant halberds, and wide blades were like a forest of cold mangled thorns growing on the Heavenly Dome!
"Boom—"
The black cloud sea began to churn, as a colossal entity broke through the clouds, appearing in the field of view, revealing a gigantic warship.
These warships were not of ordinary Tower Ship design, their shapes were fierce like inverted mountains, or like the heads of giant beasts, the hulls forged from rare dark gold and profound iron, surfaced with rough scars and sharp edges, shimmering with dark purple runes.
Behind the warship, dark tides moved, with various cries echoing across the heavens and earth.
Spiritual beasts of all forms were galloping in the cloud sea, some enveloped entirely in purple lightning, wings spread wide enough to cover a small mountain; some resembling the ferocious beasts resembling monsters like Qiongqi with rugged bone wings, with the scent of bloody showers upon flapping, the dripping blood transforming into burning black flames in the air; still others large as mountains...
The Han Dynasty had been founded nearly a hundred years, and the spiritual beasts they bred have naturally been updated.
Now, a considerable number of Core Formation spiritual beasts are present.
Above the sky, the war clouds resembled a blood sea, drumbeats like thunder, and blood-red banners fluttered in the sky, with the word "Han" especially glaring.
The sudden scene threw Kunxu's disciples into panic.
"Heavenly God descends!"
"There are Heavenly Soldiers and Generals!"
"Foolish! Look clearly, those are the mortals from the Eastern Continent, where are Heavenly Soldiers and Generals?!"
"What's their aim? Dare to attack us?!"
"..."
"Sect Leader, grave news!"
"..."
With layers of communication, the Kunxu Sect quickly entered a state of alert.
"Master Uncle!"
Master Chongxu hurriedly found the Divinity Transformation cultivator, only to see him already standing outside the Cave Mansion, gazing at the scene in the Heavenly Dome.
"Quite audacious."
Situ Ting sneered coldly: "Decades ago, these Eastern Continent folks were nothing but a bunch of ants, surviving on the existence of Heaven and Earth Seals, and now they dare to clamor under our eyes. How many have they brought?"
"No exact number, but judging by the display, there are at least a million."
Master Chongxu said: "Though these armies are composed of mortals, the nation's fate they bear allows them to form formations, with each mortal equivalent to a Qi Refining cultivator. This is something you witnessed firsthand at the Demon Slaying Great Wall, Master Uncle.
"Besides, disciples just reported spotting many disciples from the Immortal Gate approaching us!"
"Divinity Transformation status?"
Situ Ting asked heavily: "How many Divinity Transformation cultivators do they have?"
Master Chongxu replied: "So far, only Chen Lei is visible, but I suspect both Divinity Transformation cultivators from the Immortal Gate will join. The Ancestor also left the sect not long ago; he must have detected something beforehand."
"Hmm."
Situ Ting quickly made a judgment in his mind: "Activate the Mountain Protection Array, send messages to the Purple Sun Palace and sects worldwide, and dispatch people to aid us! Notify the Kunxu disciples of the seventy-two peaks, form arrays, and prepare to meet the enemy!"
Seventy-two peaks.
People spilling forth.
The Sword Cultivators lined up like hemp stalks.
They set formations above the sect, separated by the Mountain Protection Array, and faced the Han Dynasty's Heavenly Soldiers and Generals afar.
"Listen up, Kunxu people!"
Wang Zhi brandished his Mo Blade, standing on the warship's deck, his voice resounded like thunder through the clouds: "Open your mountain gates, surrender to our Great Han Heavenly Court, or we'll flatten the seventy-two peaks, leaving no survivors!"
"Arrogant to the extreme!"
Master Chongyuan's eyes widened in fury: "Where do you find the audacity to bring a bunch of commoners and run wild before Kunxu Sect. Do you know that Kunxu is the head of the thirty-six Immortal Sects, the Holy Sect of the Human World, the leader of the entire Human Race, the manager of all cultivators!"
"A sect gang is sect gang, why give it such a grand title? Bah!"
Wang Zhi spat: "You old demonic vermin, if you don't open the gates and surrender, just wait for your deaths, no need for so much drivel!"
"Daoist Tian Wu!"
Sect Leader Master Chongxu arrived: "What do you mean? Not long ago, we were allies against the Demon Clan, why suddenly lead an army to attack Kunxu?"
Chen Sansi rode the spirit-radiant White Horse, overlooking all of Kunxu, his voice calm yet imposing: "Must I explain my actions to you?"
"Impudent child!"
A bolt of lighting descended from the sky, the newly appointed Supreme Elder Situ Ting appeared at the fore of the two armies, his gaze disdainfully sweeping over the opponent: "Are you Mu Chutai's disciple? He went to his death openly, waiting for you to rescue Nangong Qingyao, correct?"
"Are you Situ Ting?"
Chen Sansi said expressionlessly: "Since we're talking, it's the perfect chance to offer you an opportunity. Just release Nangong Qingyao and Master Yu Ling, and the Great Han might spare you."
In the clash between two armies, regardless of strength, one cannot back down in words but rather be more swaggering. It pertains to the battle's morale.
"Enough of your lip service."
Situ Ting squinted his eyes: "You are not my match. As for the army behind you, there are many but do you think Sky Water Continent is unguarded?
"In less than half a day, aid will arrive from Purple Sun Palace and the other sects, with several Divinity Transformation cultivators alone. So I advise you not to indulge in wishful thinking, hand over the Imperial Jade Seal, and surrender the Eastern Continent. I will plead to the Master for leniency; perhaps you may keep your life.
"Situ Ting."
Chen Sansi spoke each word clearly: "Do you really think that people from Purple Sun Palace and other sects still have a chance to reach here? Don't wait anymore, Kunxu has long been isolated without aid."







