The blood-red beam of light slamd fiercely into the protective city Formation, the resulting roar making people’s ears buzz, and the entire Luoxia City shook three tis. The pale golden light barrier fluctuated violently, its color dimming slightly, but fortunately, it stabilized in the end and was not broken in one blow.
But everyone on the city wall had their hearts in their throats. This attack was too fierce! If it ca a few more tis, it was hard to say if the Formation could hold.
"Quick! Reinforce the Formation! Double the supply of Spirit Stones!" General Li shouted hoarsely from the city tower. Formation Masters were scrambling to adjust the Formation Plates, while soldiers carried crates of Spirit Stones toward the core of the Formation. It was a scene of chaos.
Fang Hao and the other Guest Elders also stared nervously at the opposite side. This level of Formation bombardnt was no longer sothing they, as Foundation Establishnt Cultivators, could interfere with; going up there would just make them cannon fodder.
"Damn it, this Blood Fiend Formation is too sinister!" A burly Guest Elder next to him spat. His na was Tu ng, a Great Perfection Foundation Establishnt Body Cultivator with a fiery temper.
"With a Nascent Soul Old Monster presiding over it, the power of this Formation is naturally different." Another thin, tall Guest Elder nad Han Yin, a Late Foundation Establishnt Stage Cultivator who specialized in poison arts, said sinisterly, "With our level of cultivation, rushing up there is just courting death."
Fang Hao didn’t speak, but he agreed in his heart. A Nascent Soul Cultivator was an existence of another level. They didn’t even need to make a move; just relying on the Formation was enough to make you unable to breathe. Their squad, though called elite, was no different from ants in front of a Nascent Soul. Charging head-on? That would be suicide.
Commander Lei’s face was livid. Looking at the vaguely visible, deep-Aura figure on the opposite wall, he said in a deep voice, "The enemy is well-prepared, with a Nascent Soul presiding over them; we cannot fight them head-on. Our mission is not to engage in a frontal clash, but to look for opportunities to destroy their Formation nodes or conduct harassnt. But the prerequisite is that we must wait for our Nascent Soul Senior to arrive and pin down the opponent before we can act!"
Everyone nodded one after another. This was the only way. Nascent Soul against Nascent Soul, Golden Core against Golden Core, Foundation Establishnt against Foundation Establishnt—these were the rules of war. Small fries like them had to wait for the big bosses to hold the line first before they would have a chance to fish in troubled waters.
Over the next few days, the atmosphere in Luoxia City was tense to the extre. The enemy launched several attacks every day, sotis bombarding with the light beams of the Blood Fiend Formation, sotis sending small elite units to provoke them under the city walls, and even launching a few sneak attacks in the middle of the night. Although they were all arduously repelled by the garrison, the pressure on the city defenses was imnse, and casualties were constantly increasing.
Fang Hao and the others were not idle either. Led by Steward Liu, they observed the operational patterns of the enemy’s Formation day and night, analyzing its energy nodes and weak points. Relying on his Clear Spring Spirit Eyes and solid foundation in Formations, Fang Hao actually discovered a few possible flaws. For example, after every large-scale attack, the Blood Fiend Formation had a brief period of energy backflow where its defenses would weaken; there were also a few connection points of the auxiliary Formations that seed insufficiently secure.
He reported these findings to Steward Liu and Commander Lei, and they were taken seriously. Commander Lei had them draft several detailed sneak attack plans targeting these weak points. But although they had the plans, they could not be implented. Because that terrifying Spiritual Pressure belonging to the Nascent Soul Cultivator on the opposite wall always hung over their hearts like a dark cloud, making no one dare to act rashly.
"Damn it, why isn’t this Nascent Soul Old Monster arriving yet? If we keep waiting, the city will be worn down!" Tu ng complained irritably. After several days of high tension, everyone was a bit exhausted.
Fang Hao was also anxious, but he knew better that anxiety was useless. The movents of a Nascent Soul Cultivator were not sothing they could fathom. Perhaps the Prince was mobilizing troops, or perhaps that Nascent Soul Senior was already on the way, just needing ti.
Waiting was the most agonizing part. During this ti, Fang Hao took the opportunity to check his equipnt. The yitian sword was wiped until sharp, the empty clarity mirror was being nourished in his Dantian, and the Earth Core Fla Fire was ready to be called upon at any mont. He even quietly checked the golden puppet to ensure it could be summoned at a critical mont. Although he dared not use it openly, when it truly ca to a life-or-death mont, he couldn’t care about that much.
He also used his spare ti in the Luoxia City Formation Master camp to exchange insights on Formations with Steward Liu and the others, and took the opportunity to use his contribution points to exchange for so rare Formation Materials, quietly reinforcing several Formation Plates he carried with him. One more bit of preparation ant one more bit of hope for survival.
Just like that, in the anxious waiting, another three days passed.
This evening, the setting sun was like blood, dyeing the entire Black Wind Canyon a deep red. The enemy had just launched a fierce wave of attacks, and the city defense light barrier was teetering, only stabilizing with great difficulty. Soldiers were racing against ti to repair fortifications and treat the wounded, the atmosphere oppressive.
Suddenly, a clear crane cry ca from the horizon! The sound was not loud, but it clearly spread throughout the entire Luoxia City, as if it rang in everyone’s ears!
Imdiately after, a powerful Aura, vast as the sea, gentle yet unquestionable, approached from afar and quickly enveloped the entire Luoxia City! This Aura was completely different from the cold and violent Nascent Soul Spiritual Pressure on the opposite side; it was full of upright and peaceful intent, yet equally unfathomable!
On the city wall, all the Cultivators perked up and looked up!
They saw a spirit crane with a wingspan of over ten zhang, its entire body snow-white, carrying an old man wearing a cyan Daoist robe, with an elegant face and holding a horsetail whisk, flying leisurely from the horizon. The old man had white hair and beard, an immortal deanor, and calm eyes, as if he had not co to participate in a war, but to tour the mountains and rivers.
But the Nascent Soul Stage Spiritual Pressure radiating from him could not be faked!
"It’s Cloud Crane! Cloud Crane under the Prince has arrived!" General Li was the first to recognize him and shouted excitedly!
"Cloud Crane!" "Our Nascent Soul Senior has arrived!" Cheers suddenly erupted on the city wall, and the low morale instantly soared!
Fang Hao also breathed a sigh of relief. Finally here! With their own Nascent Soul Cultivator presiding, at least he felt more confident.
Cloud Crane rode the spirit crane and slowly landed on the city tower. General Li and Commander Lei hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects.
"I already know the situation." Cloud Crane’s voice was peaceful yet carried its own majesty. "Those are the disciples and grand-disciples of the Blood Fiend Old Demon on the other side, right? Setting up this Blood Fiend Slaughter Immortal Formation, they certainly have a lot of Evil Qi."
He swept his gaze across the opposite Tiebi Pass and said indifferently, "Since that is the case, I will go and et them. You all may act according to the plan."
After saying this, he gently patted the spirit crane. The spirit crane let out a long cry, carrying Cloud Crane, and turned into a beam of white light, flying straight toward Tiebi Pass!
At the sa ti, on the opposite wall, that cold Nascent Soul Spiritual Pressure also suddenly erupted! A blood-colored light of escape soared into the sky, heading toward Cloud Crane!
Two terrifying Nascent Soul Stage Auras collided violently in the air! Although they did not directly make a move, the invisible clash of Aura had already caused the clouds in the sky to dissipate! The atmosphere of the entire battlefield instantly tightened to the extre!
"The Nascent Soul Cultivators are engaging! The opportunity has co!" A brilliant light burst from Commander Lei’s eyes. He turned around abruptly, looked at Fang Hao and the group of Guest Elders and the selected elite soldiers, and shouted sternly:
"Action start! First squad, follow to attack; target: the enemy’s left flank ’Bewitching Illusion Formation’ node! Second squad, Tu ng leads the team to attack the right flank’Spirit-Eroding Poison Formation’! Guest Official Ning! You lead the third squad; target: the energy backflow weak point of the Blood Fiend Formation straight ahead! You must strike and succeed; withdraw imdiately after destroying the node! Move out!"
"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison, full of Killing Intent!
Fang Hao took a deep breath and gripped the yitian sword in his hand tightly. The wait was over; the bloody raid was officially beginning!
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