Building a sect from scratch.

Chapter 450 War
After dealing with the matter of Jiu Shisan Niang, Fang Xianyu used the fragments of the Douxuan Treasure Mirror to divine once more. This time, the Misty Golden Immortal was finally completely dead.

The attack on the Misty Immortal Sect went exceptionally smoothly. With the death of the Misty Golden Immortal, several manipulated elders and managers promptly surrendered, resulting in internal strife within the Misty Immortal Sect itself, which provided the players with a spectacle to watch from outside the sect's grand formation.

Several highly skilled elders, taking advantage of the deaths of the Misty Golden Immortal and the Liquan Immortal Lord, sought to seize control of the Misty Immortal Sect. They rallied many people and, under the pretext of facing a formidable enemy and avoiding internal strife, temporarily unified the sect's internal voices.

So what the players witnessed was that the NPCs inexplicably started fighting, then inexplicably stopped, and then inexplicably organized several thousand cultivators to charge towards them—

The Misty Immortal Sect is a top-tier sect within the Ten Continents and Three Islands, having accumulated over many years. It boasts tens of thousands of disciples, with those at the Golden Core stage or above making up the majority.

They either tamed demonic beasts or wielded magical artifacts, swarming out in droves. After taking several rocket hits, they cleverly scattered, making it really difficult for the players to aim at them.

"Don't fire! Don't fire! Wait until they're within range before you shoot!"

In the legion's microphone, Longshan Tong's voice was like a broken gong, somewhat grating, but full of passion.

Unlike Wang Ergou and Nietzsche, who knew a little about the inside story, Brother Tong from Longshan didn't know that the Guixu Realm was a real world, and naturally he didn't know that these NPCs were real people. So he directed everyone without any psychological pressure, explaining whenever he had a chance: "Wait until they're within range before you fire to kill more! Don't be greedy, don't be greedy! We'll wait for the most opportune moment to feast! Stay calm! Stay calm!"

Meanwhile, Nietzsche, who was resting in the distance, was having a complicated conversation with a retired farmer.

"Uncle Tian, ​​these...these are all innocent people...is it really okay for us to kill like this?"

"Leaving aside whether they are innocent or not, little rabbit, this is not a game, it is war."

The voice message sent directly by the retired farmer, with its steady yet somewhat aged voice, calmed Nietzsche's pounding heart.

"However, it is indeed our dereliction of duty to send you to participate in this war, but there is nothing we can do about it. After all, it is a multi-party collaboration. In order to avoid post-traumatic stress disorder or other post-war psychological syndromes, in the long run, 'Ten Continents Chronicle' can only be a game."

Nietzsche nodded subconsciously, but after he finished, he remembered that he was in a game and quickly replied, "Thank you, Uncle Tian, ​​I understand."

"No need to thank us. It was our dereliction of duty to involve you all in this project!" The retired farmer's voice was strong and clear: "We should be thanking you for your willingness to support... and Guo Jia (to avoid censorship)."

The two had only exchanged a few words when disciples of the Misty Immortal Sect began to approach one after another, some of whom, with their high cultivation levels, were already killing players with a single spell.

Legion Mail, Longshan Tongge gritted his teeth and withstood the pressure. Finally, after most of the NPCs crossed the range markers he had specifically marked on the map, he roared, "Use burst damage! Use burst damage! Go all out! Don't be afraid to die! If you die, wait for the cooldown to respawn! Use burst damage right away! We still have Dog Brother and a few other groups to back us up! Casual groups and Longshan, go for it!"

Thus, from the perspective of the disciples of the Misty Immortal Sect, the previously smooth-sailing "massacre" suddenly took a turn for the worse—

Those cultivators who clearly had extremely low cultivation levels and pathetic strength suddenly all took out a strange spiritual weapon or magic treasure. These magic treasures had bizarre appearances, mostly displaying a black metallic luster, and were as thick as a person's thigh!
Those Taiyin Sect cultivators who should have been crushed like ants were either lifted up or resisted. Then, the "magic weapon" that made everyone's hearts tremble began to frantically launch "Thunder Spirit Pills" that had been condensed into small spheres!
Those "Thunder Spirit Pills" were the size of hailstones and as dense as raindrops, continuously pelting everyone.

Some cultivators with decent cultivation and extremely fast reaction speed immediately gathered their spiritual energy to form a shield in an attempt to resist. However, because there were simply too many and too densely packed "Thunder Spirit Pills," the disciples of the Misty Immortal Sect often could not withstand them for more than a few breaths before being injured and falling to the ground. In an instant, hundreds and thousands of cultivators fell from the sky like scattered grains of sand.

The highly skilled cultivators each used their own methods. Some ran fast and fled for their lives in the blink of an eye. Others used their magical treasures to hide inside before scattering and running away.

However, the situation was only one-sided at first. Soon, several cultivators from the Misty Immortal Sect, whose cultivation levels were clearly extraordinary, formed a battle formation outside the range of the players' lightning rifles and charged forward to attack.

Most of those magic arrays come with their own "eggshells," sharing the same origin as the mountain-protecting array. The power of the lightning bullet rifles won't be able to break through the shields in a short time.

The first few cultivators who had formed an array to reach the players unleashed several spells together, instantly causing many players to vanish into thin air. One large group of up to fifty people evaporated on the spot and were all sent to the dark room to await resurrection!

"What if we can't win?"

Unable to convince herself to join the fight and kill, Zhao Qing specifically took on the task of being in charge of logistics this time. During a break from her busy work, she saw that scene and became somewhat worried, so she casually asked...

Unexpectedly, the Jade Emperor, who was helping out nearby, didn't speak. Instead, a voice that was both unfamiliar and somewhat familiar rang out—

"No, the Misty Golden Immortal is dead, and the Misty Immortal Sect doesn't have any cultivators with decent cultivation levels left!"

Zhao Qing looked in the direction of the sound and saw a beautiful woman in palace attire standing to one side, smiling radiantly. When she saw Zhao Qing looking over, the woman smiled and nodded as a greeting.

Zhao Qing felt this person looked familiar, but being an NPC so beautiful she was completely bewildered, she couldn't immediately place him and could only stammer, "You, you are..."

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I forgot to wear this!"

The woman in palace attire seemed to pull out a golden "note" formed from spiritual energy from her sleeve and "wear" it on her head.

Or rather, she let it float above her head, and after it was in place, she even helped to adjust it.

The note contained three lines of text, all in simplified Chinese characters. From top to bottom, the three lines read "隗从容", "千芝仙人", and "荣余山山神".

Seeing Zhao Qing's stunned expression, Wei Congrong's smile deepened, and he even winked deliberately, saying, "It seems you remembered me! Sect Leader Fang said this method would be very convenient for your Taiyin Sect disciples to identify us, and it turns out it really is very useful!"

I'm so tired of coding, I never want to dual-client again in my life.

(P.S.: I missed midnight again. I'll update as usual tomorrow, and I'll try to finish it by the afternoon!)