Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 445 - 399: Undermining the Foundation

Forty to fifty individuals each deployed their Holy Walls.

People's cultivation levels varied; some Holy Walls were like continuous cities that could completely seal off an area, while others were like small mountains, which needed to be connected to the Magic Formulas of others to achieve the effect of a blockade.

It could be said that the members of the War Song Alliance had used their own Holy Breath to set up an arena, allowing the person named Zhou Zheng to fight the Mist Crane Totem without any interference.

By removing interference and sneak attacks from fellow sect members, and even keeping some ferocious Fierce Beasts that relish fighting at bay, many Totems were surrounded by a large group of Servant Beasts, and before many Holy Sect members could even approach the Totem, they were exhausted by the group of Servant Beasts, significantly lowering their success rate of Soul Casting.

Wu Hen and Qingxi had also witnessed the entire process of challenging the Totem.

With so many fellow disciples acting as protectors, Zhou Zheng could fully unleash his fighting capabilities.

The Fog Crane was formidable, and Zhou Zheng struggled with it for hundreds of rounds, using all kinds of Advanced Saint Techniques...

"Brother Zhou, the Escape Fog Technique of the Fog Crane has a pattern; observe its feathers closely," Leng Shu spoke up to offer a reminder.

Leng Shu's words enlightened Zhou Zheng. The Fog Crane possessed a very sophisticated Escape Technique, disappearing into the fog in an instant and then appearing in another wisp of mist, like a phantom sword, elusive and unpredictable. It was this Divine Skill of the Fog Crane that Leng Shu had not been able to counter and thus had been unable to defeat it.

With the hint from Leng Shu, Zhou Zheng took note of the Totem's movements.

After another dozen rounds, Zhou Zheng finally seized an opportunity. He unleashed a Mountain Crashing Leg, jolting the Mist Crane Totem out from a cloud of concealment.

Then Zhou Zheng launched a series of continuous attacks. The Fog Crane, realizing it was outmatched and wanting to escape, only then noticed that it was completely surrounded by Holy Walls forged by members of the Holy Sect and had no way to flee.

Finally, Zhou Zheng managed to defeat the Fog Crane. His Holy Breath underwent a noticeable change, taking on a faint purple hue.

When Zhou Zheng deployed his Holy Power again, a fog appeared around him, fundamentally different from the Holy Breath released by other cultivators.

"Congratulations, Brother Zhou!"

"Brother Zhou, you have been supporting our fellow Alliance brothers these days; this Fog Crane Totem is well-deserved."

"Hahaha, I've finally succeeded in Soul Casting with a Purple Core Totem!" Zhou Zheng laughed loudly. In his joy, he did not forget to bow and express his thanks to all the Alliance members who had come.

"After succeeding in Soul Casting, all the Totems and mountain beasts of War Song Mountain will become hostile to you. You should quickly descend the mountain and leave this place. In the future, if you meet any of us from the War Song Alliance at the Sect, please also lend your support as much as possible," Leng Shu said.

"Junior Brother Leng, you truly are a Dragon among men. Once all of our brothers have successfully cast their souls, why not establish a branch of the Holy Sect? We will look to you as our leader, and then we will have a place in Tongtian City and in the Cloud Holy Country. I believe that with you here, each one of us can ascend to sainthood," Zhou Zheng spoke.

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"Yes, indeed. Most of us who did not directly obtain one of the Sixteen Totems are poor and without any background or family support. Facing some injustices, we don't even have a place to voice our grievances, and may even have our lives taken by those with more ability, with no one daring to claim our bodies. Our camaraderie need not only stay within War Song Mountain; it can extend beyond, giving those of us who have reached this position through our own strength a backing," another member said.

"That's right, we all respect you, Brother Leng."

"If you establish a branch, we will definitely join."

The sentiment among the crowd was high, as if they all wanted to follow this legendary figure from humble beginnings.

Wu Hen has rarely seen members of the Holy Sect who are willing to support each other and uphold the bonds of the sect, so when dealing with people from the Holy Sect, Wu Hen has never been polite. As long as the other party shows the slightest provocation or hostility, he will definitely deliver a slap across their face. This is the simplest and most brutal law of survival of the fittest in the Cultivation Realm. If your strength is greater, there's no need to indulge them.

But Leng Shu was indeed different. Not only did he like making friends, but he also had a clever mind and knew how to unite everyone.

Of course, the most important thing was that this guy was strong enough to command respect from the majority, just like the Lishan Sect members, who are now well-behaved and dare not act against themselves anymore.

"It's also good this way. Everyone competes fairly, lengthening the entire Soul Casting process a bit, but as long as I blend in with this group, it's only a matter of time before I succeed in Soul Casting," Wu Hen thought to himself.

...

Upon returning to the lakeside camp, the successfully Soul Cast Zhou Zheng was extremely generous, offering up his collected fine wines and Spirit Fruits for the members of the Alliance to enjoy.

These foods were of a significant age, and while they could fetch a high price in Tongtian City, Zhou Zheng had already "landed" and didn't care about his wallet, sharing the finest things he had.

"Brother Leng, we still have over two hundred brothers. With you here, we can maintain unity, but if one day you succeed in Soul Casting too, won't you also have to leave us? The younger brothers following us will be in a difficult position," said a member who was low in the ranks.

Everyone's gaze fell on Leng Shu.

Leng Shu smiled and shook his head, saying, "I have obsessions. Unless I find a Totem that fully satisfies me, I will not leave War Song Mountain. Don't worry, guys; I won't be going anywhere anytime soon."

"Besides," he said, "even if I leave, our War Song Alliance won't disband. When the time comes, I will delegate several brothers of considerable strength to continue our alliance's philosophy. Everyone needn't worry about them being unfair; they will eventually have to leave War Song Mountain, and at that time, I will certainly hold them accountable."

Leng Shu seemed to have taken into account everyone's concerns. He slowly stood up, picked up the stone bowl and continued, "However, I do have a small selfish request. If you happen to come across the traces of a Mysterious Totem while climbing and it's something you can't handle, please inform me immediately. It wouldn't be a waste of my effort to have created this camp for the alliance."

"That's only natural."

"We know our own capabilities and understand that Brother Leng wouldn't fancy our Totems. Rest assured, if there's any clue, we'll definitely inform Brother Leng to repay the favor."

"Thank you, thank you. If I leap over the Dragon Gate, I won't forget everyone's help." Leng Shu drained the drink in front of him in one gulp, displaying the bold spirit of a Jianghu hero.

The crowd celebrated with drinks, transforming the perilous and deceitful ancient battlefield into a gathering of heroes.

The Lishan Sect witnessed the entire process of a fellow sect member's successful Soul Casting today, and they were soon infected by this atmosphere.

"From now on, we of the Lishan Sect will be brothers to all of you. Please take good care of us in the future!" declared the man in the red robe, Cai Yanbin.

"Good, good, most welcome!" an older Master declared.

Leng Shu nodded and then turned his gaze to Qingxi.

"Senior Sister Qingxi, are you interested in joining us? Although you will join late and be placed towards the end in the order, the situation on War Song Mountain is complicated. It's a torturous task to locate a Totem that matches your temperament relying solely on your strength. You could follow us to gradually familiarize yourself with the environment and understand the Totems. When you're fully prepared, you can challenge yourself. Even if you fail, you'll have another chance, and who knows, you might even find an exceptional Totem that exceeds your expectations?"

Qingxi's eyes were already sparkling, evidently moved.

If this alliance had existed when she first entered War Song Mountain, she wouldn't have suffered for so many years.

What she feared the most now was not the inability to find the right Totem, but failure.

However, Qingxi couldn't immediately decide and involuntarily looked towards Wu Hen.

Wu Hen did not answer right away.

It was then that Leng Shu also turned his gaze to Wu Hen, revealing a friendly smile, "I haven't had the chance to ask which Sect this Junior Brother belongs to. It's truly enviable, Junior Brother, to have formed a bond with Senior Sister Qing. Many years ago, all of us from the Outer Sect saw the Senior Sister as a cherished immortal."

"Brother Leng, you misunderstand, this is..." Qingxi began to explain.

"I am the brother of Cai Xing Li Ming Venerate," Wu Hen said.

"Oh, Cai Xing Li Ming Venerate is one of the Qilin Girl's protectors, so Junior Brother Cai Ting also belongs to the Cai's Holy Clan," Leng Shu said.

"Somewhat, but I'm just a peripheral figure, not worth mentioning," Wu Hen said.

"Does Junior Brother Cai have any expected Totems in mind?" Leng Shu asked.

"I'm still observing. I don't have a clear understanding of my own strength yet, so I'm not in a hurry to choose," Wu Hen said.

"Junior Brother, that statement alone shows that you do have a clear understanding of yourself. There's no rush; when you decide on a Totem to challenge, you can inform Brother Yin. He will record it for you and arrange it properly," Leng Shu said.

Before Wu Hen could reply, Leng Shu turned to Qingxi and asked, "Does Senior Sister Qing have any expected Totems?"

"Before the conflict with Blade Sect, we discovered a Wind Chi, also at the Purple Core Level. It's probably not as powerful as the Mist Crane, but that was already a Totem I was quite satisfied with," Qingxi said.

"How can that be enough? With Senior Sister Qing's Cultivation, you should aim for a Golden Dawn Totem. Don't worry, Senior Sister; the few words you spoke for someone like me in front of the Bright Venerable years ago, I, Leng Shu, still remember them as a favor. Now that I have achieved some success, it's time to repay that favor. I can find a Golden Dawn Totem for Senior Sister Qingxi to assist with your Soul Casting," Leng Shu said.

Qingxi opened her mouth, at a loss for words for a moment.

She didn't even remember the event Leng Shu mentioned, but in the past, she indeed tended to do good deeds, helping out her fellow sect members whenever she could.

Wu Hen sat by, maintaining his silence.

But at that moment, the Bai Ze's hat perched on his head spoke up, audible only to Wu Hen.

"It's not looking good!"

"Somebody's trying to poach your corner!"

"Your Senior Sister Qing is about to run off with someone else!"