The road is vague

Chapter 478 The Great Battle of the Seven Factions (Part 2)

After several hours of continuous fighting between the two sides, the battlefield was clearly divided into different levels.

Only cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage can engage in combat while flying at low altitudes.

The high sky is the domain of the Golden Core cultivators' magical treasures and their battles. Often, the aftershocks of a battle will create a large vacuum zone, leaving the lower-level cultivators below, who are like ants, unable to escape.

Sudden.

On the Lu Kingdom's side, a large number of cultivators, numbering over ten thousand, were dispatched, fearlessly charging into the fiercely contested battlefield.

This immediately caused Blood River Ancestor to exclaim in surprise.

Then he seemed to realize something.

"Puppets of the Reconstruction Gate? There are so many!"

Li Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although most of these puppets were at the Qi Refining level and of low quality, the two sides had been fighting for nearly a day, from day to night. They were exhausted, if not completely worn out. The sudden appearance of such a large puppet army could very well disrupt the balance of the battlefield.

Blood River Ancestor's expression was slightly gloomy.

Now that Lu's war tactics are only just beginning to show their effectiveness, the seven factions seem to be struggling to cope.

Fortunately at this time.

With the sounding of horns from the seven factions, hundreds of Blood Shadow Sect cultivators began a brutal sacrifice around the Blood Sacrifice Array.

After the Blood Shadow Sect cultivators sacrificed one prisoner of war after another, the great formation actually formed a terrifying dark spiritual pressure, and countless vampire bats poured out of the great formation and rushed towards the Lu Kingdom army.

The disciples of the Corpse Poison Sect also summoned a large number of black coffins.

A large number of zombies broke out of their coffins and joined the battle, temporarily holding back the offensive of the Lu army.

With the war reaching this point, even the Nascent Soul stage monsters from various factions could no longer sit still and rushed to the battlefield, engaging in a contest in the highest sky.

The clash and contest between dozens of Nascent Soul magical treasures immediately triggered various abnormal celestial phenomena and disasters.

The sky was sometimes filled with rolling thunderclouds, sometimes with blinding light, the earth was constantly shaking, and there were frequent gales and torrential rains, hail and yellow sand. Suddenly, a devastating light wiped away the mountain peaks, and dense icicles froze the river.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators who were originally fighting at low altitude all descended and concealed themselves.

Whether low-level cultivators can survive now depends more on luck than on competing with cultivators of the same level.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

Immediately afterwards, the warships of both sides rushed forward, continuously firing their Lingguang cannons at each other's positions, which gradually evolved into a firefight, with warships constantly crashing down amidst billowing smoke.

These beams of light easily traveled dozens of miles, landing densely on the most densely populated areas of the position.

Back then, when Li Mo, as the commander of the Road Guidance Division, went to the Southern Barbarian Lands to conquer Stone City, he only dispatched one warship. When the Lingmu Sect faced the annihilation of the Shenji Sect, it only dispatched several hundred warships.

Here, on the battlefield, there are at least a thousand warships.

"hateful!"

Blood River Ancestor gradually lost patience, panting heavily, his eyes slightly red.

Several times he almost couldn't resist taking action and capturing the Golden Core female cultivator.

Li Mo didn't care about this.

"The methods of the Seven Sects are indeed remarkable, and the number of experts far exceeds our expectations. The fact that the Holy Emperor has set his sights on this place is indeed a brilliant move."

The intensity of this war is indeed far greater than before. It seems that the State of Lu is ready and does not want to continue to exhaust itself.

On such an intense battlefield, regardless of who wins or loses, the seeds of hatred have been sown.

"Humph!"

The Blood River Ancestor seemed to have discovered something and let out a cold snort.

Suddenly, the rag doll in his sleeve let out a strange laugh and flew towards the battlefield, tearing through the sky. A chilling aura, which made Li Mo feel slightly uneasy, passed through his demonic mask and protective aura and reached his nascent soul, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Just for a moment.

When the demon doll returned, it was carrying a fair-skinned nascent soul.

"This is……"

Li Mo looked at the Nascent Soul cultivator's features, carefully compared them with the intelligence, and guessed the person's identity.

"Could this be the Danling Zhenren of the Shoudan Sect?"

"Exactly!"

The Blood River Ancestor wore a smug expression as he looked at the struggling Nascent Soul and sneered, "How did you feel about the attack from the Azure Water Golden-Eyed Toad?"

This person was ambushed by the Beast Taming Sect's inherited sacred beast, which shattered his physical body and forced his nascent soul to flee. However, he was caught by the Heavenly Demon Doll and is being devoured by the Heavenly Demon Doll bit by bit.

This evil spirit is quite dangerous. Li Mo vaguely sensed that a terrifying creature was probably lurking behind it.

"Stop! Make him let me go! I can use a longevity pill for Nascent Soul cultivators to redeem my life, ah..."

The nascent soul being devoured by the Heavenly Demon Doll was in excruciating pain.

However, the Blood River Ancestor showed no mercy. Although Li Mo was quite tempted by the Nascent Soul's soul, the Heavenly Demon Doll was too evil, and he clearly did not intend to let it go.

Simultaneously.

Following the secret decree of the Holy Lord Qian Yuan, An Lei is secretly collecting the souls of the people on this battlefield using the Nine Nether Soul Refining Array, in order to refine the Nine Nether Soul Stones as resources for the teleportation array.

Ying Shi had secretly carried out this mission in the wasteland before, and now An Lei was quite familiar with it.

"what……"

With each bite taken by the Heavenly Demon Doll, True Person Danling couldn't help but scream in agony.

As time passed, the Nascent Soul of the True Immortal Danling grew increasingly weak, and his mind became sluggish, until he was completely devoured by the Heavenly Demon Doll in a few bites. Seeing this, the Blood River Ancestor also lost his patience.

"No wait."

Just as he was about to get up and attack the Golden Core female cultivator in the city, an aura that shook everyone's soul suddenly emanated from the sky and spread silently across the battlefield.

After a brief moment of mental stagnation, the black and white tones of the world gradually regained their color.

He couldn't help but look up at the sky, where a huge bronze coffin was slowly opening.

At this moment, it seemed to resonate with all the insect swarms within a radius of thousands of miles. The dense buzzing sound made one's scalp tingle, and Li Mo felt as if he was being devoured by an endless swarm of insects.

The black swarm seemed poised to plunge the entire battlefield into apocalypse.

Overwhelmed by this immense power, not only were the low- and mid-level cultivators on the vast battlefield stunned and sluggish, but even many Nascent Soul cultivators revealed expressions of shock and fear as they watched helplessly as the endless swarm of insects surged and converged, almost filling the entire battlefield, and vaguely forming an insect giant about thirty feet tall.

"Floating Real Person".

Blood River Ancestor, who had already stood up, slowly slid a bead of cold sweat down his forehead.

He immediately calmed down, took a deep breath, and sat down again.

"Hahahaha, I have long heard of the reputation of True Immortal Fuyou, known as the number one cultivator in the Seven Kingdoms. Seeing you today, I can confirm that your reputation is well-deserved. I will now have the opportunity to meet your World-Destroying Insect Nest!"

The sky suddenly brightened.

An endless stream of spiritual illumination spread in all directions.

The darkness instantly turned into daylight, and Master Tongyang rose like a sun, facing the distant bronze coffin.

Before the two sides had even truly made a move, the clash of their immense power had already caused the nearby Nascent Soul cultivators to retreat silently, while the Golden Core cultivators landed on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, two more streams of heaven-reaching power descended silently.

Blood River Ancestor turned his head with difficulty to look.

It was none other than the Star-Gazing Taoist and the Thunderclap Hermit of Longevity Mountain who made their move at this moment.

Without saying a word, the two simultaneously unleashed a powerful spiritual treasure, its terrifying power spreading in all directions and instantly creating a vast vacuum zone around them.

In the hands of the Stargazing Taoist was a star chart that seemed to record endless mysteries, forming countless star points around him. As he manipulated the star soul with his withered fingers, he looked at the Thunderclap Hermit with slight surprise.

The Thunderclap Hermit exuded a solemn expression.

At this moment, a bronze lamp was floating in front of him, constantly rippling with orderly waves of burning space.

Mo recognized it at a glance as the very same Heaven-Reaching Treasure of the Wood Spirit Ancestor deep in the Great Northern Wilderness. He took a deep breath and suppressed the agitation in his heart.

His dualistic chaotic thunder path felt extremely oppressed here.

This is not over yet.

As a book slowly opened, the Sage of Origin extended his slender index and middle fingers, looking indifferently at the Myriad Swords Master in the distance, and gently turned the pages.

"Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the laws of nature."

There was a pop.

The pages of the book suddenly turned to ashes.

The Myriad Swords Master, who was activating the Myriad Swords Return to the Heart technique, was surrounded by countless flying swords. Sword intent constantly overflowed from the flying swords and gathered on his body, causing his aura to rise rapidly.

He seemed to be like the Berserker Bear King of yesteryear, concentrating his personal spirit and energy into a single point to reach its limit.

However, at this very moment, as the Sage of Origin casually murmured, two streams of blood suddenly flowed from his nostrils.

Master Wanjian sensed something, touched it in confusion, and revealed a look of astonishment.

"This is... a master of curses?"

Li Mo vaguely sensed something was amiss.

From the perspective of a formation master, at this moment, on the vast battlefield, this Origin Sage has become the central palace, while the other areas have become dark and ominous places.

How could this be?
The central palace should be a relative area. There is a protective formation here, and the central palace should be the core of the formation. How could he forcefully fix the central palace?
"Those who go with the tide prosper, those who go against it perish."

Another page of the book turned to ashes.

As a result, the flying swords around Master Wanjian instantly lost their spirituality and fell from the sky, leaving only Master Wanjian looking at this person from the Changsheng Temple with a shocked and astonished expression.

However, as a member of the Sword Heart Sect, he is no ordinary person.

After quickly regaining his composure, Master Wanjian's gaze sharpened, and he pressed forward relentlessly. With the power of a swordless sword, he gently pointed at Sage Yuanliu. Sage Yuanliu, who was about to curse again, immediately paused and then hastily dodged.

A black crack flashed across the sky, tearing through the central palace, and then quickly healed.

Through the eyes of reason, Li Mo saw a fleeting glimpse of black order.

"reason?"

The "reason" in "reason" describes the relationship between people and between people and things; it is the mystery of seal script.

This master of curses was able to activate a similar effect to Li Mo's Eyes of Reason restriction in another way.

Moreover, compared to Li Mo's domain defense, the opponent is more offensive.

"The waxing and waning of the moon, like the waxing and waning of the moon, have never been perfect."

Blood oozed from Wan Jian Zhenren's eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth, and he could barely stand.

At that moment, Blood River Ancestor suddenly stood up.

"She's about to make her move!"

As the Blood River Ancestor suddenly darted out, Li Mo could no longer pay attention to the competition between those peak Nascent Soul cultivators and quickly followed after him.

(End of this chapter)