Longzang

Chapter 330 Siege
All the steel cylinders were smaller than the original model. They varied in speed and flight pattern; some were as swift as lightning, while others drifted like falling leaves. Each steel cylinder was controlled by a cultivator using their divine sense.

Now that Wucheng is also within the boundary, these Dao Foundation cultivators can operate the steel cylinder from dozens of miles away to ensure their own safety.

The sudden change occurred, but the witch clan in the city remained calm and unleashed various spells, with more than ten long-range magical artifacts taking to the air to intercept them.

However, the steel cylinder exploded as soon as it touched the attack, scattering more than a dozen small steel cylinders from inside. These small cylinders, only two feet long and as thick as a bowl, tumbled and fell toward Wucheng, their trajectories unpredictable.

There were too many of them, and besides the Water Witch, there were only a dozen or so highly skilled witches assigned to intercept them in Witch City. Seeing hundreds of steel cylinders falling, the Water Witch had no choice but to take action. Pieces of milky white light from the city's protective array transformed into spinning flying blades, whistling into the air and instantly slicing all the steel cylinders in two.

This single interception reduced the milky-white light within the city's protective formation by a third.

However, the cut steel cylinders were all empty; not a single one was filled with explosives. This batch of shells was all intended as a decoy.

Before the first wave of steel cylinder debris even hit the ground, the second wave had already arrived over Wucheng.

At this moment, three orbital arrays within the realm were already aimed at Witch City, and each launch involved assembling five large steel cylinders together and launching them simultaneously. As they flew over the designated area, pre-hidden cultivators would take over control using their divine sense.

This time, the Water Witch did not intercept all of them, but only intercepted 70%.

However, several of the steel cylinders that broke through the interception suddenly exploded. The violent explosions instantly caused fluctuations in the city's protective formation, and the formation absorbed all the explosive power. Any formation protecting an entire region is most vulnerable to this kind of area-of-effect attack.

The second wave of steel cylinders already contained sub-cylinders filled with explosives, forcing the Wu tribe to continue intercepting them, followed by the third, fourth, and fifth waves of attacks. By the time the sixth round of bombardment arrived, the milky-white light within the city's protective array had been completely exhausted, and the Water Witch's pre-stored magical power was depleted. To intercept them again would require consuming incredibly precious sacrificial power or her own magical power.

The sixth round of bombardment still only had 30% of the bullets filled with gunpowder, but after receiving orders, the rear switched to steel tube bullets with a red horizontal stripe, and 70% of the bullets inside were filled with explosives.

Steel is cheap in the realm right now, but gunpowder production is still not high enough, so we have to use it sparingly.

As this round of bombardment landed, explosions rose and fell one after another, and the flames from many of the explosions simply merged into one, causing the Wu Clan's protective city formation to shake violently. This single round of bombardment reduced the formation's magical power by a full 30%, and now the formation's magical power is less than half of what it originally was.

The high priests in the city were both shocked and furious. The human steel cylinders had shrunk in size, yet their power had increased. In the last round of the war, the humans had only thrown a few dozen cylinders, but now, with the battle just beginning, they had already unleashed thousands, completely draining the water priest's magical power! Did the human steel just fall from the sky?

Before long, by the tenth round of bombardment, the magical power of the city's protective array had dwindled to only one-tenth, forcing it to be shut down. Numerous wizards and nobles, carrying magical artifacts, ascended to higher ground within the city to intercept the ensuing bombardment.

As a new batch of small steel cylinders descended from the sky, a dazzling light rose up in Wucheng, like a huge, shimmering carpet floating in the air, exceptionally magnificent.

Above Wucheng, magical light, fire, and smoke intertwined, and the violent explosions shook the divine senses. Many Wu people suffered from headaches and had difficulty locking onto their targets.

Seeing this from afar, Wei Yuan knew that the number of the core members of the witch clan in the city exceeded expectations. He immediately ordered the bombardment to continue, for another five rounds!
The amount of ammunition stored in the realm also exceeded the expectations of the Witch Clan.

Moreover, compared to the prices of the Wu tribe or the Western Jin Dynasty, the current price of steel in the region is basically free.

Finally, a steel cylinder fell into the city and exploded, instantly leveling everything within a three-zhang radius. Even mid-stage Dao Foundation level wizards and nobles were injured. Naturally, the wizards below the Dao Foundation level suffered heavy casualties.

Once the steel shells landed, the defensive gaps widened. By the time the five rounds of bombardment were completed, half of the shells had exploded within the city, causing heavy casualties among the witch tribe. The spells and artifacts originally used for aerial interception were less than half of what they had been. The great witches, disregarding the depletion of their magical power, had no choice but to intervene and intercept the shells.

Thus, Wei Yuan's first step in his plan—destroying the defensive array of Witch City—was completed. This bombardment was exceptionally effective. Wei Yuan hadn't even used his Golden Light Water Blade Technique yet; the bombardment alone destroyed the defensive array of Witch City. At least a thousand cannonballs landed in the city and exploded successfully, injuring at least several hundred wizards and nobles. The number of casualties among those below the Dao Foundation stage was unknown.

Wei Yuan leaped into the air, making no attempt to conceal his figure, and flew into Wucheng like a meteor, as if a tiger had entered a flock of sheep!
Several great shamans took to the air at the same time and surrounded Wei Yuan menacingly, but as soon as they got close, they scattered like birds and beasts, each one fleeing faster than the last, as if their tails were on fire!
All the great shamans saw a flickering, dim yellow light on Wei Yuan's spear and had no choice but to flee!
Even Yan Xin couldn't withstand the Immortal Path Twilight. If they were to fall victim to it, there would only be one outcome: they would die on the spot.

Even the water had to pull itself out of the altar, then ruthlessly sever a piece of its body that couldn't escape in time, and flee in disarray. After all, Wei Yuan had come for it!
None of the great shamans expected this outcome. After the boundary was covered, Wei Yuan was able to use the Immortal Path Twilight in the Witch City.

Because of Wei Yuan's choice of angle of entry, the Great Shamans instinctively fled, and the five Great Shamans escaped in three different directions. Except for Shui, who escaped directly into the boundary, the other four Great Shamans remained within the boundary.

The True Man of Hoeing the Rice Seeds soared into the air, displaying the true demeanor of a sage. He, along with a cat and a snake, faced off against a great shaman, single-handedly taking on three opponents of equal strength.

At this moment, the great shamans were in the Pure Realm of the Mortal World, and with Wei Yuan wielding the great weapon Immortal Path Twilight, roaming freely everywhere, who dared to stay here any longer? Therefore, they all had no desire to fight and were only thinking about escaping.

So both the cat and the snake had the upper hand, except that the True Man of the Farming Realm was in a bad state, getting injured as soon as he started fighting. Fortunately, the True Man was full of vitality, and his recovery ability was among the best of the True Man of the Dharma Aspect, so he managed to hold the Great Shaman back tightly.

At this moment, four immortal swords fell from the sky, surrounding the last great shaman.

The great shaman's aura plummeted, its life force halved—and this was only because Zhang Sheng had shown mercy. Then, it was struck by Sun Yu's breath of red-black pill fire, instantly igniting a faint black poisonous flame on its primordial spirit, causing it to become momentarily delirious and its movements stiff.

Yu Zhizhuo, standing to the side, unleashed a beam of earthy yellow light from afar, illuminating the Great Shaman. The Great Shaman instantly felt as if he were in a swamp, his movements becoming incredibly sluggish.

Knowing it was facing a life-or-death situation, it struggled desperately, but with the combined efforts of the three top cultivators from the Taichu Palace, and being in the Pure Realm of the Mortal World, it could hardly make a fuss.
At this moment, figures flashed below, and dozens of cultivators arrived on the wind, unleashing a barrage of dazzling spells! Hit by dozens of spells in one go, the great shaman suffered even more minor injuries.

After one round of Daoist magic struck, a second round immediately followed, this time containing several extremely fierce Daoist techniques! The Great Witch was instantly severely injured, screaming in agony as she struggled desperately.

Sun Yu carefully added a mouthful of pure black poison fire, and the great shaman immediately became drowsy again, but fortunately he was not killed on the spot.

Among the crowd below, the Cui family members were both excited and frightened, their faces flushed.

They had never been so close to the Great Shaman before. It felt like an ordinary person encountering a lion in the wild with no cover. With excited hearts and trembling hands, they threw clumps of what could barely be called magic at the Great Shaman, like a group of mischievous children throwing pebbles at a lion.

The group also included disciples from the Azure Sky Palace and the Water Moon Palace. They waited for the Cui family to fight their first round before launching their attack in the second round. Their cultivation levels were similar to Cui Yu's, so their combined attack severely injured the Great Witch, who was unable to withstand it.

Cui Yu watched from the sidelines, and although he was tempted to intervene—Wei Yuan had instructed him to do so beforehand—he ultimately remained composed, standing with his hands behind his back, deferring to his position.

The third round of magical light overwhelmed the Great Witch, who finally perished, losing inexplicably and dying a humiliating death.

A well-dressed, slick-haired, good-for-nothing young master from a collateral branch of the Cui family, whose face clearly showed his incompetence and idleness, suddenly yelled: "Five points of Heavenly Skill! I actually gained five points of Heavenly Skill! Hahahaha, I have Heavenly Skill now!"

Cui Yu remained expressionless, but his inner frustration was hard to suppress; pride can be a killer!
In fact, a few points of Heavenly Merit were nothing to Cui Yu. What he found hard to accept was that for a period of time to come, he would have to be ranked alongside this kind of person!

(End of this chapter)