Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
In the drill field of the mountain peak, people spoke over one another chaotically, all filled with a maniacal aura.
Ling Weizi closed his eyes tightly. A moment later, he had managed to calm himself back down.
The death of four hundred Cloud Dragon Iron Swordsmen had nearly made him fall unconscious from rage. However, he was a little stronger than Wuyue, and he was able to forcefully swallow that frustration.
“Enough, shut up!”
At first, the many cultivators on the peak carried on without any reaction. When he spat out the words a second time, Ling Weizi used his true qi. It shook their eardrums painfully, and the hall fell silent.
“Even without Dao soldiers, we still have the tens of thousands of cultivators from the various sects. What are you afraid of? Even without Dao soldiers, we can rely on our elite disciples with the Mysterious Cloud Mountain Protecting Formation. Why can’t battle against this Blood Cloud Cavalry?”
His words made everyone calm down, and his eyes coldly swept the hall.
“The method Common People Path used against the Blood Cloud Cavalry in the past was not bad, and we have no choice but to try it. Based on what I know, ten thousand years ago, the Common People Path was heavily disadvantaged. They lacked grade-6 spirit masters, which was why they attacked the fewer than three hundred members of the Blood Cloud Cavalry. Weaknesses are still weaknesses, the only difference is that there are more of them and it will be a little tougher. We have enough spirit masters. Zong Shou’s Blood Cloud Cavalry only number four thousand, it will be easy to break them!
Just as he spoke those words, Yuankong saw Zong Shou draw his bowstring once more beneath the mountain. He was aiming at the two hundred Mysterious Cloud Lightning Warriors.
He couldn’t suppress his despair anymore, and fresh blood seeped out of his mouth. He knew that without those two hundred Dao soldiers who were thirty thousand feet away from the mountain, they had no hope of surviving.
His face filled with dejection, Yuankong waved his hand, saying flatly, “Send the order! Gather two thousand disciples to lay out the Pinnacle Lightning Sky Formation!”
Han Nishui was stunned, his pupils constricting. “But Master, the Pinnacle Lightning Sky Formation uses the essence in the body. After using it…”
Yuankong shook his head and stopped Han Nishui from continuing. “We have no choice. If we can’t wipe the Blood Cloud Cavalry out, our Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect will have no future!”
Han Nishui walked away speechless. Then, he realised that the entire top of the Mysterious Cloud Mountain was filled with panic. People had been thrown into despair by Yuankong’s words.
How had this happened?
Shouldn’t it be them cutting Zong Shou’s forces down with the might of Mysterious Cloud? And hadn’t he planned to marry Xuanyuan Yiren in front of Zong Shou to humiliate him, before Knife Lord Li Wuhui beheaded him in one stroke?
How did it became like this? Was he going to lose to this person once more?
… No, that was impossible!
Han Nishui gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with madness.
If this was really the case, then even if he died, he would drag this person into the netherworld with him!
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“Draw your bows. Fire!”
Another four thousand-odd blood-colored meteors rose from the ground and filled the sky. When a blood arrow exploded out, just as with the Daoling wind warriors, only blood and meat remained.
After this volley, the twelve hundred Dao soldiers were cleared out.
Where the iron hooves landed, not only were hundreds of thousands of elite cavalrymen destroyed, millions of elites from the Thousand City Alliance were swept aside.
Within ten thousand feet, all the soldiers who were unable to escape died tragic deaths. A mass of essence energy and vital energy gathered together, and funneled into the blood mist.
The three million-odd troops remaining were collapsing out of formation and fleeing in all directions.
These soldiers were indeed elite troops, but their opponents weren’t on the same level.
The thousands of Blood Cavalry advanced under Zong Shou’s charge, their eyes shining red like there were flames burning in their sockets.
… Their fighting intent raged higher and higher, thoughts of slaughter becoming all-encompassing in their minds.
Even Zong Shou’s thoughts were affected by the Blood Cavalry Kill Heart Sutra.
Kill! Only by massacring living beings could he be satisfied!
Luckily, he was still able to reign in these thoughts.
His brows suddenly rose as he looked into the sky, only to see hundreds of grade-6 spirit masters protected by many grade-6 and grade-7 martial cultivators descending, now three thousand feet from the ground.
Following which, the entire area began to freeze. Even the blood mist was affected. Although it could still be used, it became more difficult as it started to freeze.
In the next instant, strange spiritual energy fluctuations reverberated across the battlefield.
Zong Shou was first startled, but when he felt that a portion of the spiritual formation within his Blood Cloud Cavalry armor was shaking, he broke into a laugh.
“Spirit Awakening Technique? So that is what you are up to!”
This wasn’t the reason that Kongqi Sect hadn’t sold the thousands of sets of Blood Cloud Cavalry armor even after repairing them. The weakness of the invincible iron cavalry was something that many knew about.
How unfortunate, that the solution was already in his hands.
“Sky Stepping, rise!”
His grade-6 dragon-horned winged horses neighed, and rose into the air, stepping on the wind as they moved forwards.
The entire cavalry force followed closely behind, and all four thousand two hundred and fifty-two halberds slashed down together.
Where the sword light passed, all the spirit masters in its way were cut horizontally. The bodies of the remaining spirit masters were trampled into pieces by the dragon-horned winged horses.
In that instant, the hall on Mysterious Cloud Mountain fell deathly silence once more.
Ling Weizi’s eyes were about to pop out in rage. His fists were tightly clenched, and his expression was filled with shock.
… This Blood Cloud Cavalry actually possessed no weaknesses! They were in perfect condition, as though the problem had not even existed!
Something occurred to him, as he stared furiously at Long Ruo.
In that instant, Long Ruo felt a chill down his spine. He thought back to before he had died, that blood hero god metal that was in his Heaven and Earth bag.
By now, the aura of the Blood Cloud Cavalry had already reached thirty thousand feet in the air. Even the Pinnacle Space Dome Formation was finding it difficult to counter their advance.
The arrogance of the bloody energy flames suppressed the entire field. On the battlefield there was no more opposition; no one dared to take on this cavalry army!
Just over four thousand people, in a flawless state, none of them injured.
Yin Yang felt really great. An intense enjoyment had filled his heart.
These fangs and claws had been hidden for many years, and today, the Blood Cloud Iron Cavalry had finally returned to the world.
Zong Shou looked toward the peak of Mysterious Cloud Mountain, deep in thought.
Threads of lightning flashed. Dark clouds were speedily gathering in the sky.
“Pinnacle Lightning Sky Formation? They want to drag us down into death with them. How interesting!”
Zong SHou casually kept the halberd in his hand, and shook his sleeves. The Lightning-Winged Dragon and the seven Saint Fire Silver Ants all flew out.
“First, I’ll make a trip to the Mysterious Cloud Mountain Peak! Zong Yuan, direct the troops to wipe out the remaining enemy. Prepare to break the formation.”
The four thousand people behind him followed the order. Zong Shou hesitated slightly, and after confirming that his choice had come from his heart and not the influence of the Blood Cavalry Kill Heart Sutra, he said flatly, “Raise the blood kill twin flags! For one day, we will not stop!”
When those words were spoken, Zong Shou’s soul had already charged out of his body. He took 70% of the blood mist and concentrated it in the halberd in his hand.
Coincidentally, at that moment, the Kongqi sect disciples controlling the Energy Destroying Crossbows fired in unison.
It caused the spiritual restrictions on the mountain to collapse once more. Zong Shou followed closely behind, using the vast blood glow in his hand to strike the spiritual formation.
“Hong!”
Another loud explosion sounded as the mountain shook. The midle portion of the mountain’s protective spiritual formation instantly collapsed, revealing a giant hole.
Zong Shou’s soul “stepped” onto a set of stone stairs middle of the mountain. He held the broken Tan sword in his hand and walked up, step by step. He moved with confidence, neither fast nor slow.
A few moments later, a maniacal laugh resounded over the quiet mountain peak.
“Zong Shou! I don’t know if you are insane or overconfident! You dare to use your soul to travel up alone? You are just asking to die! Fellow cultivators, let’s work together to kill him! Once we do, our Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect will definitely be victorious…”
Before his words were finished, numerous spiritual artifacts and spells fell from the spiritual house on the peak.
The onslaught covered the land, and seemed as though it would destroy everything. However, Zong Shou had no reaction and didn’t even move to avoid it. He allowed these spells and artifacts to strike his soul.
However, moments later, the downpour of fire, rain, and ice, and even wind blades and lightning, finally stopped.
Zong Shou was revealed. He stood in the same spot, perfectly fine. The stone steps were in tatters, but he had already walked a hundred steps.
There was total silence, over the land hundreds of miles around. Everyone gazed the scene in front of them in disbelief.
… Thousands of spiritual artifacts, thousands of spells, not to mention a grade-8 attack–even initial Spirit Realm experts would be killed on the spot!
The people in the distance heaved sighs of relief, while those on the mountain peak were astonished and terrified. If even that couldn’t kill him, then how could they deal with him?
“An illusion? No! Your soul is real!” That sharp voice rose once more into the sky.
After exclaiming he couldn’t help but ask, “What secret technique are you using? How is it so fantastic? If I could know, I would be really grateful…”
Zong Shou felt that this person talked a lot, and his brows furrowed in annoyance.
“Shut up! How about I wipe out your Heart Demon Sect tomorrow?”
That voice stopped as expected. Zong Shou continued up the stairs, a bloody glow appeared once more in his eyes.
The technique he had used wasn’t a secret technique, and was instead born from the Black and White Hole Dharma, his viewing of the scenes of the Absolute Beginning, and fighting with Yuan Wushang in the void. Who knew why, but he now had some comprehension of space laws.
He could use the black hole in his soul to twist the space around him, and cause spiritual artifacts and spells to be unable to reach him.
This was why he could walk forward peacefully. Unfortunately, this technique could currently only be used on the soul.
A cold scoff sounded from above.
“Who cares what tricks are you playing. Do you believe me when I say that I will kill you?”
An energy aura suddenly appeared at Zong Shou’s side. A sword swung out, its sword energy oppressive.
Zong Shou’s lips curled up as he slashed back.
Clang!
Both were grade-9 sword artifacts, but the Broken Tan Sword was sharper. Although it was a simple sword, it was extremely quick, so swift that it couldn’t be described!
The Broken Tan Sword cut through that other grade-9 spiritual sword, and cleaved the skull of the grade-9 martial cultivator behind it.
Killing a grade-9 in one stroke!
