Longzang

Chapter 143 Must take responsibility
The three discussed their attack strategy briefly, waited a little while, and estimated that Zhang Sheng would arrive soon, before taking to the sky one after another.

Wei Yuan took the lead and flew directly above the Witch Clan's camp. The Witch Clan's camp immediately stirred up as some people had spotted Wei Yuan. Several Foundation Establishment warriors took to the air to meet him.

Wei Yuan didn't even look at them. In an instant, he materialized a vast landscape, and at the same time, the tender sprout appeared above his head.

The manifestation of the vast landscape instantly expanded to five hundred zhang, barely covering half of the camp. Several Wu Clan warriors who had just taken to the air screamed in pain, and two of them fell back down. The military camp was in complete chaos, with countless soldiers scratching their bodies and rushing out of the barracks.

At this moment, the exquisite tree appeared above Wei Yuan's head, merging with the tender sprout. The manifestation of the vast landscape suddenly expanded to two thousand feet, and the five hundred feet around Wei Yuan became a pure and tranquil realm!

The Wu tribe camp erupted in screams and cries of agony. Many warriors who had rushed out collapsed, writhing in agony, wisps of smoke rising from their bodies.

Within the camp, layers of green mist surged and billowed, while wisps of pure energy continuously descended from the celestial realm above. Each wisp of pure energy ignited a large area of ​​green mist upon landing. Within this range, some members of the witch clan, if their strength was insufficient, even died with their bodies charred black and emitting smoke!

This was just the prelude to Wei Yuan's attack. He pointed his hand into the air, and Jade Mountain materialized, smashing directly towards the altar in the center of the camp!
A chorus of shouts and curses erupted from the camp as dozens of Foundation Establishment warriors took to the air, joining forces to attack the jade mountain in the sky. Seeing the somewhat exasperated Wu Clan experts, Wei Yuan remained expressionless, simply channeling his Dao power to smash the jade mountain down with all his might!
Dozens of streams of light of various colors collided violently with Jade Mountain, exploding and creating a halo in the air that spread far and wide, reaching a thousand feet.

Many powerful members of the Witch Clan were sent flying backward, while a few exceptionally strong ones only experienced a slight descent. However, three or five warriors remained frozen in mid-air. After a moment, countless jets of blood suddenly shot from their bodies, and they crashed to the ground, instantly killed by the shock!
Jade Mountain tumbled and flew back up, its light dimming. Wei Yuan groaned, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. Having clashed head-on with dozens of opponents of the same realm, Wei Yuan was not in good shape either.

But he was completely unaware. He put away the jade mountain, then raised his hand and pointed. A new jade mountain appeared in the air and smashed down again with tremendous force!
The Wu tribe warriors were caught off guard, some screaming and others roaring, and had no choice but to protect the altar once again.

Jade Mountain crashed into the flowing light again, instantly shattering half of it. The resulting halo was even more dazzling and farther-reaching than the previous one!
This time, the jade mountain bounced back into the air, and before Wei Yuan could retrieve it, it dissipated and disappeared. Wei Yuan's face turned pale, and the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth became even more noticeable.

The Wu Clan fared no better; two of their weakest Dao Foundation cultivators exploded and died, while five others were also killed instantly by the shockwave and fell from the sky.

Wei Yuan took a deep breath, and his Dao power, far surpassing that of his peers, poured down like a flood, and another jade mountain appeared in the sky!
The most powerful old shaman in the shaman clan roared something, and a dozen shamans gathered from all directions to the altar to protect it.

Their status was far higher than that of the warriors, so they usually hid among the warriors to launch surprise attacks, euphemistically called the main attackers. The hard work of charging ahead and fighting head-on was done by the warriors. But now the altar was dangerous, and it contained the blood sacrifice power prepared for the high priest's incantation, so they could not hide in the back and had to come out to protect it together.

At this moment, everyone was too busy to attack Wei Yuan to focus on defending against Yu Shan, otherwise the altar would be completely destroyed if Yu Shan smashed it.

Jade Mountain fell for the third time, and five sorcerers died, spitting blood.

Wei Yuan's Dao power flowed out like a flood, manifesting Jade Mountain for the fourth and fifth time.

When Jade Mountain roared down from the sky for the sixth time, the surviving shamans could no longer withstand the pressure and fear. They scattered and fled amidst screams, and many warriors followed suit. For a moment, only three shaman warriors remained on the altar!

Jade Mountain roared past, leaving three plumes of blood mist behind it.

Immediately following, a great earthquake shook the ground, and the entire military camp seemed to jump. The soil around the altar rose more than ten feet high, and a wave spread outwards from the ground.

Moments later, the smoke and dust cleared, revealing a large crater in the center of the military camp, with blood gushing out from the bottom. The altar was nowhere to be seen.

Wei Yuan finally couldn't hold back any longer and coughed up a mouthful of blood. However, his mission was already accomplished, so he immediately retreated.

Ji Liuli glanced at Wei Yuan, her eyes filled with complex emotions. Had that little guy grown up so much without her even realizing it?
Jade Mountain was incredibly fierce and unparalleled, truly the best weapon for breaking through enemy formations and attacking cities. Jade Mountain slammed down several times in succession, and even Ji Liuli himself was reluctant to take the blows head-on.

While the Wu tribe was still in chaos in the camp below, another giant tower appeared in the sky, suppressing the entire military camp!
All the bells on the eaves of the nine-tiered pagoda vibrated simultaneously, and countless soul flames floated in the camp. One by one, souls were forcibly extracted and flew into the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda.

The Seven Mystic Trees reappeared atop the pagoda, their countless tendrils hanging down to envelop the camp. Although the camp was too large to completely isolate itself from the outside world, only a small amount of the soaring blood energy, resentment, and soul power within managed to escape. Then, a fierce wind arose within the camp, carrying countless grains of sand that turned each member of the witch clan into a sand dune.

Many members of the witch clan were struggling to resist the Demon-Suppressing Tower's extraction of their souls, but when the sandstorm blew them away, they could no longer hold back their souls. One by one, their souls left their bodies, and they collapsed in droves.

After a short rest, Wei Yuan had restored Jade Mountain to its original position and returned.

He charged into the military camp alone, grabbed a spear, and moved swiftly and fiercely. Wherever there were many enemies, he would rush in and scatter them. If a Dao Foundation Realm wizard was exposed, Wei Yuan would kill him no matter how many obstacles he had to break through.

After this happened several times, the warriors and sorcerers of the Wu tribe dared not show their faces again. However, they soon realized their mistake. Even if they had reached the Dao Foundation stage, they could not withstand the sandstorm and the killing intent for long. But by the time they realized something was wrong, it was too late.

With two powerful suppressions overhead and a vast, verifiable landscape within the camp, any group gathering would be forcibly dispersed by Wei Yuan. In less than a quarter of an hour, the camp was completely silent.

Zhang Sheng arrived unnoticed, silently surveying the ravaged camp. He simply said, "That's enough, let's go." Ji Liuli and Bao Yun withdrew their Dao foundations, and the group, without even checking the spoils of war in the camp, flew back. The destruction of the camp's altar would surely be sensed by the powerful shamans within a certain radius. While they might not be able to arrive in time, a long-range retaliatory strike would soon follow.

On the way back, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy for some reason.

Ji Liuli suddenly stopped and said, "There are still some tribes nearby, what should we do?"

Zhang Sheng stood in the air, gazing into the distance, without speaking. Bao Yun also remained silent, only looking at Wei Yuan.

At this moment, Wei Yuan suddenly understood the true meaning of the Immortal Lord's three questions that day.

Some things are not important as to right or wrong, good or evil; what is important is that someone has to do them and bear the consequences.

Wei Yuan suppressed all his emotions and said, "Surprise attack. Use half an incense stick's time as the limit. Kill as many as you can, preferably until they dare not come again."

Bao Yun said, "Half an incense stick's time is a bit long, let's make it two minutes. Let's leave some time to visit other tribes, there are several small tribes around here."

Bao Yun now really enjoys using the time in Xu Wenwu's world, as it is more precise and accurate.

“Okay.” Wei Yuan nodded, and then flew towards the Wu tribe first.

A moment later, a village appeared in front of Wei Yuan.

Ahead, at the confluence of two rivers, stands a large village with a population of approximately ten thousand. Scattered around it are a dozen or so villages of varying sizes.

Wei Yuan suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his mouth and nose, and the surrounding air became somewhat choking. He activated his Qi Observation Technique, and the villages in his field of vision were constantly emitting green qi. The larger the village, the denser the green qi, which then continued to spread and expand outwards, slowly changing the environment.

On a distant hill, there are stripes of green in varying shades. Those are terraced fields built by humans, now abandoned and covered by shrubs, vines, and weeds, appearing as stripes of color from a distance.

The Wu tribe's staple food, rice, is mostly grown or raised in water, so hilly and sloping land is basically useless to them.

The swampy lands of the Witch Domain are useless to humans, as nothing can grow in these toxic waters. Therefore, the first thing to do is to clear the slopes for farmland, and then wait for the world to change and the water to recede before the farmland can be cultivated.

In the early days, the fields were covered in mud, and toxic water would gush from the ground from time to time. It often took more than ten years of repeated cultivation for the original swamp to become usable farmland. It would probably take decades to turn it into fertile land.

The terraced fields on the hills are recorded in local chronicles, and Wei Yuan specifically read the relevant information before his westward journey.

That place is Jiaoxian County, established two hundred years ago. It was originally a county near the border of Ningxi Prefecture. By the time Xu Zhijie took over as prefect, the county had grown to 110,000 people. The terraced fields on those hills must have been cultivated for over two hundred years, long ago turning into fertile land that fed the county's 100,000 people. But now, after only two or three years of neglect, hundreds of years of effort have been completely destroyed.

"Get ready to make your move, I'll go first!" Wei Yuan said, and flew towards the largest village.

In the village, some shamans can be seen kneeling in the open space, praying to the central statue of the god. They are densely packed together, and there are at least a thousand people at a glance.

This is a custom of the Wu people. They worship the gods and the heavens at dawn, and then most of the Wu people go to rest. They will get up near dusk to prepare for the night's work.

Wei Yuan hesitated for a moment, then pointed upwards towards the village, conjuring up Jade Mountain. As soon as Jade Mountain descended, none of the Wu tribe members in the square escaped its wrath.

A wisp of misty rain suddenly flew out from beside Wei Yuan, drifting and falling among the witch clan members worshipping in the square. Countless witches only had time to let out a scream before collapsing to the ground and dying.

Wei Yuan turned his head and saw that Zhang Sheng was shooting out streaks of cyan sword energy from between his eyebrows, which turned into raindrops and fell towards the village.

Seeing Wei Yuan looking over, Zhang Sheng said calmly, "I have done this many times before, so this time I will be the one to start."

The universe has long established rules for such matters; whoever initiates the action bears the greatest karmic consequences.

Without further hesitation, Wei Yuan materialized the Jade Mountain and slammed it down.

(End of this chapter)