Longzang

Chapter 513 The Perfect Moment
A green light appeared in the distance, and a ghostly sorcerer, no more than ten feet tall, flew over and stood outside the boundary.

His face was covered with scales, and dozens of tiny eyes, no bigger than beans, were hidden in the gaps between the scales, making it impossible to tell which one was the dominant eye.

The sorcerer was so close, his aura blazing, his entire body exuding a strong medicinal scent. Wei Yuan scanned him with his divine sense and immediately identified several well-known longevity-promoting drugs.

This ghostly witch had a peculiar physique, with a large body and short limbs, dragging a long tail, yet its overall size was still smaller than other ghostly witches. Wei Yuan had seen many ghostly witches, but he had never seen this race before. Its aura was also different from other ghostly witches, carrying an unusual and eerie quality.

Before Wei Yuan could answer, Xuan Yue Zhenjun's voice rang out: "Where did this shelled reptile come from? You think you're worthy of challenging this old Daoist's grand-disciple? Come, come, let this old Daoist test his skills first and see how many moves it takes to shatter your broken shell!"

The True Lord Xuan Yue was enveloped in a jade-colored radiance, like a celestial being descended to earth. The sky was pitch black, with the full moon hidden behind the clouds, casting a serene glow that illuminated the True Lord Xuan Yue's solemn and aloof face. The jade sash carried the hazy moonlight, and as it floated, divine power surged upon it, so rich and tangible that it seemed almost real.

Suddenly, Wei Yuan heard the voice of True Monarch Xuan Yue: "The Witch Clan has used a secret technique to cover the Shattered Domain with a Heavenly Iron Curtain. The vision of the monsters from beyond the heavens is temporarily blocked. The Battle of Yu Jing is about to begin. Be very careful!"

As early as when that strange sorcerer appeared, Wei Yuan sensed that something was wrong with the world. Seeing that True Monarch Xuan Yue also appeared openly, he guessed the truth with great certainty.

Now, with Xuan Yue Zhenjun's guidance, Wei Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Is such a grand gesture really necessary?"

Xuan Yue said, "The Witch Clan is definitely not stupid. Many of their sorcerers and holy witches are much smarter than humans. Since they did this, it must be absolutely necessary. Perhaps it's you, or perhaps it's Qingming, who have special value to them."

Before Xuan Yue could offer any further guidance, two Netherworld Witches appeared before True Monarch Xuan Yue and said, "The battle that was left unfinished last time can continue."

The three figures vanished instantly, heading off to fight in the outer heavens.

The strange, ghostly sorcerer slowly approached Wei Yuan. Suddenly, two imposing old men appeared in the air and shouted, "You want to resort to violence? Have you asked us first?"

These two old men were the two Imperial Elders sent by the Cui family, but the Wu Clan had already made preparations, and two more You Wu took them over.

In the sky, a holy shaman in white robes appeared and said to Wei Yuan, "Sniper Feather is your opponent; don't even think about other possibilities. Everyone on your side has their own opponents, and they could easily perish if they're not careful. Oh, and by the way, the fighting on the ground continues as usual!"

The Wu tribe army had entered the range of the city's defensive artillery, and the cannons began to fire. Clusters of flames exploded among the Wu tribe soldiers, blasting countless of them into the sky. But with the resounding beat of the war drums, the eyes of the Wu tribe soldiers turned black, filled with rage and restlessness, as they desperately charged towards the human lines.

Wei Yuan remained unusually calm. His side still had three Imperial Realm experts: Zhu Yuanjin, Wei Boyang, and Bao Manshan. On the Witch Clan's side, besides the Sniper Feather specially prepared for Wei Yuan, there were also a Holy Witch, three Nether Witches, and one Wild Witch. With the Imperial Realm experts able to unleash their full power, the Witch Clan's advantage was exceptionally clear.

The danger of this battle far exceeds that of any previous ones.

Wei Yuan secretly transmitted his voice to Bao Yun: "Stay in the fortress behind the city and do not show yourself."

On this battlefield where the imperial gazes crisscross, Bao Yun, who has not yet attained the Dharma form, is exceptionally vulnerable, and may be struck by an imperial gaze from afar at any time.

Just as Wei Yuan was struggling to come up with a solution, a tranquil, winding sword light suddenly appeared in the world, piercing straight towards the Holy Witch!
Su Xuejing?
Wei Yuan didn't expect that not only did he not leave, but he also directly attacked and challenged the Holy Witch on the other side!
The Holy Wizard casually caught the sword light with a wave of his hand, but unexpectedly the sword light split into two, then into four, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into hundreds and thousands of beams, constantly changing and merging, flickering on and off. It took him quite a bit of effort to annihilate all the sword lights.

The Holy Witch's face darkened. "You're not even a Yujing, yet you dare to challenge me?"

Su Xuejing stood upright in mid-air and said, "If I were also a member of the Witch Clan and had cultivated to the level of a Saint Witch, I would surely be among the top five Saint Witches throughout history. You, on the other hand, are merely an insignificant Saint Witch. It would only be interesting to fight if we were two realms apart. If we were of the same realm, would you even be worthy of my sword?"

The Holy Witch was so angry that her face turned ashen. Without saying a word, she picked up a sword light in front of her and disappeared instantly along with Su Xuejing.

At this moment, Wei Boyang, Zhu Yuanjin and Bao Manshan appeared at the same time. All three of them were skilled in surprise attacks, and they had even worked together to kill a Youwu before. Therefore, the Wu Clan had its own targeted arrangements.

However, Wei Boyang suddenly exuded a majestic aura of a king. With a flick of his longsword, he skillfully swept away the two weakest of the three sorcerers, leaving the strong one for his companions.

Seeing Zhu Yuanjin and Bao Manshan eyeing him menacingly, the shaman who was beating the war drum had no choice but to put down his drumsticks and face Bao Manshan.

At this point, the sniper's wings were no longer an obstacle, while in the center of the witch army, Hongye sat motionless, coldly watching Wei Yuan.

The sniper feather shed its green robe, revealing a body coiled up like a seahorse. Two pairs of wings unfurled from its back, and with a gentle flap, it was in front of Wei Yuan!

Wei Yuan swung his spear horizontally, the Crimson Night Immortal-Slaying Sword on the spear drawing a thin, bright red line to block the path of the sniper. Simultaneously, he pointed his right hand to the sky, instantly unleashing thirty bolts of lightning that struck the sniper fiercely. The sniper's long, pointed beak suddenly spewed out countless bubbles with incredible speed. Wei Yuan had no room to dodge, and more than ten were hit in quick succession! The bubbles exploded upon contact with Dao power, their power equivalent to a strike from a Dharma Body. Even with the terrifying strength of Wei Yuan's Dharma Body, his blood and qi were shaken.

However, the Sniper Feather was not unscathed either. Each of Wei Yuan's thirty lightning strikes was equivalent to a full-force attack from a cultivator at the peak of the Dao Foundation stage. Moreover, the lightning strikes were instantaneous and unavoidable. The Sniper Feather was hit by all thirty lightning strikes in an instant, and several of its scales were blown off.

Both sides went all out, exchanging hundreds of Taoist and magical spells in an instant, each using nearly a hundred different spells.

In this round of probing, Wei Yuan discovered that his opponent's sorcery was swift as lightning, without the slightest pause. A series of spells could be completely unrelated to each other, or they could be linked together, with their power increasing step by step. Using all the spells was as instinctive as breathing, executed with a mere thought.

The two sides fought for only a few breaths before each taking over a hundred spells from the other. The spells of the Sniper were unpredictable, and Wei Yuan had been hit by at least dozens of different spells. He was now covered in seven or eight different curses, and there were still a dozen or so spells continuously eroding his body.

Wei Yuan's mastery of magic was far inferior to his opponent's, and most of his spells were in vain. After realizing this problem, Wei Yuan switched to using only lightning strikes, striking the sniper's head with dozens of lightning strikes every breath. It was tedious but effective.

To outsiders, a magical storm appeared around Wei Yuan and Ju Ling, containing an unknown amount of energy, soaring straight into the sky.

Wei Yuan suddenly had a thought and exclaimed, "You are a spirit sorcerer!"

The sniper let out a strange, high-pitched laugh and said, "You're very perceptive. That's right, I am the Spirit Shaman. Also, guess how many years I have left?"

"a thousand years?"

"Thirty thousand!"

Wei Yuan was shocked! This lifespan was already approaching that of an immortal, and even longer than the lifespan of some immortals!
This sniper rifle was indeed specifically designed to target the opponent who fired the Yang bullet. Moreover, it was extremely fast and possessed countless spells that allowed it to instantly change direction, speed, and even teleport, clearly betting that Wei Yuan's shot would miss.

Countless possibilities flashed through Wei Yuan's mind in an instant, but the answer was immediately given by the "Human World": the Witch Clan most likely didn't know that the Yang Bullet had the attribute of guaranteed hit, otherwise they wouldn't have sent out the Sniper. Its speed and evasion were meaningless in the face of the guaranteed hit attribute of an Immortal.

The Sniper is clearly a special race with unique talents, which explains its long lifespan. However, aside from that, it is slightly weaker than other Netherworld Witches in all aspects. It's just unknown what hidden magical talents it possesses as a Spirit Witch.

Wei Yuan instantly had an idea. A dim yellow light shone from the tip of the Scarlet Night Immortal-Slaying Sword, making Wei Yuan's smile appear even more ferocious.

"Then guess how much of your lifespan I can cut off with this one shot?"

Sniper Ling clearly sensed the terror of that dim yellow light and exclaimed, "How can you still use a gun?"

"Guess!" Wei Yuan's smile widened even more.

Sniper's mission was to destroy Wei Yuan's Yang Bullet, but Wei Yuan could still use the Immortal Path Twilight, which wasn't a one-time use magic weapon but a spear technique that could be used repeatedly. Even if taking a hit only cost him a hundred years of lifespan, Sniper wouldn't want to.

The sniper began to act cautiously, seeking neither merit nor demerit.

Wei Yuan didn't press the issue and fought back and forth with Ju Ling. Although he was still at a disadvantage, Ju Ling had to retreat occasionally when the Immortal Path Twilight appeared.

Wei Yuan had already infused four streams of purple energy into the girl Yin Yang, and was now waiting for the perfect moment to deliver the decisive blow. Wei Yuan didn't expect Yin Yang to kill the Sniper, but he could most likely inflict a severe injury. However, the Sniper was slippery and difficult to lock onto, so Wei Yuan would fight him first while simultaneously diverting a portion of his divine sense to direct the ground battle.

Hongye remained calmly at the rear, showing no intention of making a move, and no one knew what he was thinking. But Wei Yuan dared not be careless in the slightest. This Hongye had been targeted by Tianwu before, and Tianyu had also warned him to be careful of Hongye.

Wei Yuan was waiting for Hongye to unleash a blood curse or some other powerful incantation. This would create a causal link, allowing him to use his unparalleled Dao Domain to retaliate and strengthen the causal connection. With such a close causal link, Hongye would be unable to escape the Yang Bullet.

Moments later, the vanguard of the Wu tribe had already crashed into Ding'an City, and the left and right flanks followed the same route as before, with even greater force. However, Li Zhi's Zhenshan Army had already suffered heavy losses, and the first line of small fortresses on the east side had all been destroyed.

As in the previous two battles, the casualties of the defending forces, mainly composed of civilians, skyrocketed instantly. Wei Yuan took a moment to bless them with the power of "Instantaneous Beings," which barely managed to hold them off.

In the darkness of night, Feng Chutang flew slowly toward the new city.

(End of this chapter)