Cultivating Immortality in the Winter Wasteland.

Chapter 797 How Dare You!

Lingyan City of the Great Zhou Dynasty,
This is one of the most important cities in the Great Zhou Dynasty. There are two fifth-tier spirit stone mines nearby, and more than a hundred other small mines of varying sizes, producing a massive amount of ores and spirit stones.

Moreover, Lingyan City is located near Tiankang Lake, which is rich in a type of dragon fish that is said to contain dragon energy. It is a favorite of great cultivators and an important resource controlled by the imperial court.

The border of Tiankang Lake is home to hundreds of thousands of imperial cultivators, forming a vast and inescapable network.

Yu Changqing, the city lord of Lingyan City, is a member of the imperial family of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

This person is upright and incorruptible, and is a Nascent Soul cultivator.

He was intolerant of any wrongdoing, and over the years he had executed four troublesome Nascent Soul cultivators, making him a powerful figure in the region. One of them was even his brother-in-law.

This person has a tough personality, which is also an important reason why he was able to keep Lingyan City in check.

However, at this moment, the strong-willed Lord of Lingyan City was deathly pale.

Hundreds of thousands of troops stood before Lingyan City, with massive warships hovering in the air, filled with rebel cultivators, their flags fluttering and creating an immense sense of oppression.

There were also some terrifying monsters as large as mountains mixed in with the rebel army, which was quite a sight.

Lingyan City Lord Yu Changqing was confident he could hold off the rebels, but when he saw the woman in white and barefoot in the center of the rebel army, a wave of sorrow washed over him.

"The Saintess of Canaan!"

Yu Changqing's pupils contracted.

The Canaanite Saintess is an exceptionally powerful figure from overseas. She has just massacred a great city, leaving millions without a trace of their bodies and their souls drained.

Even the extent of the chaos caused by the demonic path is far less than that of this Canaanite saintess.

At this moment, he prepared to lead his people to resist the rebels, only to find the Canaanite saint in the rebel ranks. One can imagine the despair he felt.

Yu Changqing appeared to be a middle-aged man in his forties, with a handsome appearance.

Standing beside him was a young general, who was eight feet tall, handsome, and whose eyes shone with a piercing light.

Upon closer inspection, he bears a striking resemblance to Yu Changqing; this man is none other than Yu Changqing's second son, Yu Feixiong.

Yu Changqing said in a deep voice, "Has the message been sent back to the capital?"

Yu Feixiong nodded and responded.

Yu Changqing sighed, "Fei Xiong, you should take your mother, children, and family and leave quickly."

Upon hearing this, Yu Feixiong frowned slightly, seemingly uncertain, and said, "Father..."

In his memory, his father had always been tough and ruthless.

Today, everyone should be united in defending the city, but he asked himself to evacuate with his family first, which is very different from his father's usual behavior.

Yu Changqing did not turn to look at his second son, but said hoarsely, "Your eldest brother died in battle, and the other brothers also died on the road of enforcing the law. I have never been sentimental in my life, and I only care about the law, but... I do not want to see you die with me today."

He felt guilty towards his second son, who had been rebellious since childhood and had suffered many punishments for it.

Later, he went out to make his own way in the world and actually made a name for himself.

However, compared to his brothers who had family support, he has probably experienced far too much.

Previously, Yu Feixiong had fallen in love with an ordinary woman, and they married and had a son.

The arrival of this new life brought some joy even to Yu Changqing, a great cultivator with a hardened heart.

Perhaps it was the special bond between grandparents and grandchildren, but he adored his grandson, and Yu Feixiong's relationship with his father improved somewhat.

Today, Yu Changqing acted out of character. Yu Feixiong knew that with the Canaan Saintess there, the entire city probably couldn't be defended. His father wanted him to take the children and leave.

But Yu Feixiong's tone was as stiff as his father's, and he said in a nonchalant tone, "Father, this is not like you."

Yu Changqing finally turned his head.

A flash of anger crossed the eyes of the man who had once personally killed his brother-in-law, but he quickly suppressed it, his expression softening.

“Fei Xiong, the Holy Maiden of Canaan is here. Lingyan City cannot be defended. There is no need to make a pointless sacrifice.”

Yu Feixiong interrupted his father, saying, "Even a clay pot will break when it's near a well, and a great general is bound to die on the battlefield. At this time, you want me to abandon the city and flee?"

Yu Changqing was taken aback by Yu Feixiong's retort, his face flushed slightly, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Yu Feixiong said in a deep voice, "Father, I am actually very conflicted. I have always resented you. You killed my uncle. You are too heartless. Several brothers also died because of your ideals. But I hate you, but I don't blame you. The world is too turbid. Without people like you, who knows how dirty it would be."

Upon hearing this, Yu Changqing fell silent. Recalling his life, his voice became somewhat hoarse as he sighed, "Yes, but I never expected that at the last moment, I would still have selfish thoughts."

A rare smile appeared on Yu Feixiong's stiff face: "Father, I was quite surprised when you said that just now. I've finally let go of some things."

Upon hearing this, Yu Changqing felt a surge of heat in his chest.

His second son was stubborn, and it had been many years since he had spoken his mind to him like this.

Yu Feixiong said solemnly, "I want to say that what you have done has always been right, and I have always taken you as my role model. I still think so today."

"The people in this city are the subjects of my Great Zhou. They should not be slaughtered. I will fight to the death until my last drop of blood is shed, and I will have no regrets even if I die nine times."

Yu Changqing was somewhat shaken. His throat felt like it was blocked by something, and he took a deep breath.

"Very well, today we will defend Lingyan City to the death, until our last drop of blood is shed!"

The father and son exchanged a glance, both looking relieved.

All the grudges they had held for so many years were finally put aside at this moment, and they joined hands to face the challenge.

.........

The rebel leader rode a gigantic thunderous elephant, which was as large as a boat and surrounded by thunder. It was extremely terrifying, and there was no living creature within hundreds of meters of it. Even his own people dared not approach it.

The rebel leader was named Yuan Canghai.

At this moment, Yuan Canghai said loudly, "Yu Changqing, the heavenly army has arrived. If you give up resistance, you can save your lives. But if you remain obstinate, when the Holy Maiden makes her move, you will all be reduced to ashes!"

His voice, like rolling thunder, echoed throughout the entire Lingyan City.

The people of Lingyan City were greatly shocked, and even the soldiers guarding the city were somewhat timid.

The fact that the Canaanite saint sacrificed millions of people is truly horrifying.

At this moment, they couldn't help but feel fear when facing the rebels.

Yu Changqing said in a deep voice, "Sacrificing living beings with blood is intolerable to the Heavenly Dao. You will surely suffer divine retribution. This is nothing but your last madness before your demise. How dare you speak so arrogantly!"

His voice carried over.

At this moment, a strange look appeared in the beautiful eyes of the Canaanite saintess in the crowd, who was dressed in white robes and barefoot.

"People suffer and are drowning in an endless sea of ​​karma. Only by believing in our immortal path can they transcend and wash away their deep sins."

These words carried a powerful seductive force, and upon hearing them, all sorts of troubles in everyone's lives rushed to their minds.

Life is indeed full of suffering: birth, aging, sickness, death, unfulfilled desires, and the pain of separation...

Everyone felt that only the woman in white before them could free them.

The soldiers defending the city were all deeply moved and instantly affected. Yu Changqing was also instantly overwhelmed by these painful emotions, feeling as if he couldn't breathe and wanting to find relief.

However, his cultivation level was quite high, and he quickly managed to withstand the attack.

The same was true of the young general Yu Feixiong standing to the side.

Yu Changqing shouted in a deep voice: "You witch, you're spreading your lies and misleading the public. No matter how glorious your appearance may be, you're a cruel demon at heart. Stop talking nonsense!"

Yu Changqing was indeed a strong-willed person; he even dared to confront the Canaan Saintess directly and denounce her wrongdoing.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Canghai thought to himself, "He's so stubborn. He's angered the Canaan Saintess. He'll only be sacrificed along with the mortals behind him."

Fangxiandao originally needed some manpower, which is why they gave these city-guarding cultivators a chance.

However, it seems that the highest commander in the city has no intention of surrendering.
He chose to put up a stubborn resistance.

"That's wishful thinking. Sacrificing lives is just a means to an end, and it has even angered the heavens. Yu Changqing, a Nascent Soul cultivator, is still living in a dream."

Yuan Canghai crossed his arms and sneered.

With the Canaanite saint accompanying the army, the battles became much easier, and they no longer had to pay the price with their lives.

Once the Canaanite Saintess makes her move and the blood sacrifice begins, the cultivators in the city will have no power to resist.

The Canaanite saint slowly raised her hand, her sleeve sliding down her gorgeous arm to reveal a section of her pinkish-white arm.

She is a very beautiful woman.

However, her ethereal aura makes it easy for people to overlook her appearance and figure.

As the Canaanite saint made this gesture, a crystal-clear lotus flower appeared at her fingertips.

After the white lotus bloomed, it flew away with a whoosh.

During this process, it kept growing larger, and by the time it flew over Lingyan City, it had already covered an area of ​​several hundred acres, and it was still expanding.

The white lotus flower continued to spin, and a terrifying power emanated from it, covering the entire Lingyan City.

The cultivators in Lingyan City immediately contracted their pupils upon seeing this.

City Lord Yu Changqing's face was ashen as he felt the terrifying power of the white lotus.

This is unlike ordinary battles between two armies; it is something that cannot be resisted by human power.

Yu Changqing felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, unsure whether the city's formations could withstand the attack.

He knew the power of Lingyan City's defensive formation perfectly well; it was just a beautiful fantasy.

The Canaanite saint calmly said, "The Yellow Heaven is dead, the Azure Heaven shall rise."

As soon as she finished speaking, a terrifying power erupted from the blue lotus.

Whether they were cultivators or ordinary people, everyone in the city looked ashen-faced; they were likely destined to become part of that blood sacrifice as well.

Yu Changqing shouted loudly, "Activate the great formation and defend with all our might! Gentlemen, follow me to defend the city!"

Even in this moment of despair, he continued to shout.
However, a sense of despair permeated the atmosphere, and morale was extremely low.

Beneath this white lotus, it seems no one can harbor the thought of resistance.

Only his second son and a few dozen others took to the air, activated the great formation, and joined him in resisting the attack.

These were his staunch confidants, who followed him in guarding the region, enforcing the law with unwavering resolve. Only under the protection of the Great Zhou Dynasty's destiny were they able to maintain their integrity.

However, after everyone worked together to activate the great formation, it only lasted for three breaths before shattering under the terrifying pressure of the white lotus.

The white lotus continued to sink, steadily and slowly, its power enveloping the entire Lingyan City, preventing anyone from escaping.

Just then, a thunderous sound suddenly rang out from the sky.
"You dare!"

A giant hand emerged from behind the sea of ​​clouds, tearing through the clouds and descending to the mortal realm.

The massive hand descended, scraping against the air and accompanied by billowing lightning and fire.

His fingers contained terrifying immortal laws that obliterated everything, and he slammed them down hard onto the white lotus.

There was a loud bang!
The heavens and earth trembled, and the white lotus twisted, its light dimming considerably.

The large hand grabbed the white lotus and tried to crush it with its five fingers.

Although the white lotus was hard and indestructible, it was still slightly deformed by being squeezed, and a terrifying power emerged, instantly shaking everyone present.
The rebels were in uproar!

The rebel leader, Yuan Canghai, stared wide-eyed, somewhat incredulous.

A master of combined strength has made a move!
The Canaanite saint's gaze was distant at this moment.

A streak of light suddenly appeared, revealing a figure—a young man with sharp eyes.

The young man was like a banished immortal, his blue robe fluttering in the wind as he stood atop the city wall, exuding an air of majesty.

The Canaanite saintess raised an eyebrow slightly and said calmly, "Who are you, and why did you break my spell?"

At this moment, the white lotus was actually suppressed by the magical hand on the city wall, and the two were locked in a stalemate, unable to cause any harm to the creatures in the city.

Chen Wang coldly replied, "You've committed countless evils and still call yourself a saint! You're not worthy to ask my name."

He exerted force with his five fingers, clenched his fist in the air, and the giant hand in the sky suddenly unleashed its divine power, crushing the white lotus in one swift motion.

With a sudden thud, the Canaanite saintess stumbled back several steps, a trace of blood appearing at the corner of her mouth.

She looked up abruptly, somewhat incredulous.

"I've heard that Yunshan Academy has a young dean who is rarely seen; he must be you, fellow Daoist."

"Fellow Daoist, you have voluntarily entered this game and become entangled in such karma. Aren't you afraid that the migrating immigrants from all the heavens will suffer as a result?"

The Canaanite Saintess clearly knew a great deal about the affairs of the Daoning world.

Chen Wang's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"Fuck you! I never let anyone threaten me."

The next moment, a figure crashed into the rebel army.
The road was littered with severed limbs and broken bodies; rebel cultivators were killed one after another, their flesh and blood flying everywhere.
It was Chen Wang.

He charged through the thick array of formations, reaching the Canaanite Saintess and unleashing a powerful punch.

The Canaanite saintess raised her hand and took his palm strike head-on.

Bang it!
The rosary on the Canaanite saint's wrist shattered with a loud crash.

His body was also sent flying, his legs carving a deep trench in the ground, and he was knocked back for more than ten miles before he came to a stop.

At this moment, Chen Wang's eyes shot out two cold beams of light. With each breath, he circulated the Dao of Life and Death, and the surrounding rebel cultivators instantly lost their life force.

"Fangxiandao is nothing special. I'll kill you and then wipe out Fangxiandao's stronghold. Let's see how arrogant you can be then!"

Chen Wang's eyes were cold and stern, and his blood and qi surged around him like a great sun, making him appear both godlike and demonic.

(End of this chapter)