Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 778 Siege
Outside the protective array of the Golden Spirit Sect.

The True Demon Army consists of elites who survived the bloody battle. There are many True Demons at the Golden Core level. Morag, along with five True Demons at the early Nascent Soul level, split into two groups and launched a fierce attack.

As the attack landed, the light barrier formed by the mountain-protecting array rippled like waves on a lake surface constantly being thrown into a giant rock.

With more than half of his magic power depleted, Morag and another group led by a Nascent Soul stage True Demon took turns retreating, flapping their fleshy wings to fly to the rear.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Tie Li smiled and nodded, his face bearing hideous scars that resembled twisted centipedes, swaying his ugly body as he spoke.

Morag bowed slightly, "To share the burden of the Grand Commander."

"I think we should split the army into two groups for a fierce attack, which would save time. Why are you stopping me?"

Tie Li asked, puzzled. The other party understood the situation better than he did, so he adopted the other party's suggestion not to send low-level true demons to participate in the battle.

"Among the enemies are those who are skilled in flying and incredibly fast, and who are also adept at large-scale magical attacks."

If our troops are all grouped together, we will suffer significant losses once the enemy engages in battle.

"Skilled in flying? Is it faster than your Void Flash?"

"The enemy's speed is comparable to Void Flash, but their range is much greater, and I'm having trouble keeping up."

Morag patiently explained that he could only travel a little over 300 feet using Void Flash, and that there was a pause during the casting process.

In contrast, the enemy's body flashed with multicolored light, traveling for anywhere from seven or eight miles to tens of miles without needing to stop.

"What is the enemy's cultivation level?"

"The second level of the Nascent Soul stage is the deputy of that mid-Nascent Soul cultivator."

We've been attacking for so long and haven't seen the enemy appear. I think the enemy in the mid-Nascent Soul stage must be too badly injured to fight.

Enemies at the early Nascent Soul stage, seeing the strength of our army, also wanted to temporarily avoid a direct confrontation.

Morag was puzzled. His original plan was to use an attack as bait to lure the enemy out to fight, so he concentrated the low-level true demons in the back.

With the Grand Commander in charge here, any enemy who dares to attack a low-level target will be caught in a pincer attack.

Unexpectedly, the enemy did not show themselves. Did they intend to wage a war of attrition?

He believed it was highly likely that the enemy had also noticed the decline in demonic energy.

If that's the case, it will be difficult. The mountain-protecting formation is quite stable. Although there are more high-level members of our clan this time, unless the Grand Commander personally attacks the formation, we cannot conquer this place within a month.

Iron Plow squinted his large, copper-bell-like eyes and said:

"I will also join the attack on the great formation in a few days."

The other party is sensible and is willing to give him a Nascent Soul level celestial fox to play with, so he should at least make a show of it.

Whether or not this great formation can be breached is not important.

Morag hurriedly waved his hand and advised:

"Commander-in-Chief, no."

Your power is as bright as the moon in the sky; your enemies will surely dare not come out upon seeing it.

He secretly supported the attack if the leader was willing to maintain a high-intensity offensive every day, but he knew very well that the enemy could not sustain such an offensive indefinitely; they would be lucky to maintain it for three or four days, which would not be of much significance.

Tie Li sighed, "The enemy is cowardly as a mouse. If they stay put, we'll have to launch a full-scale attack. A month is a bit too short."

If it were a large army besieging Qingqiu, it would only take a few days to capture this place. However, he only led the direct line of his tribe here, so his strength was insufficient. It would take a long time to achieve results.

Morag secretly pursed his lips, but his tone was very serious:
"We will do our best, and I will never forget the President's kindness in helping us."

A smile flickered in Tie Li's eyes, and he said, feigning nonchalance:
"We were just fighting side by side, so what gratitude do we have to speak of?"

The Golden Core cultivators of the Golden Spirit Sect gathered together, and the Earth Dragon Beast and the Fire Tortoise also arrived. Everyone watched the ripples spreading across the distant light screen with trepidation.

Lin Jiuxiao's gaze was solemn as he asked in a deep voice:

"Junior Brother Zhang, if this level of attack intensity continues, how long will it take to break through our mountain-protecting formation?"

With the True Lord away and not yet returned, the sect is currently at its weakest point.

The true demons involved in the attack were all very powerful, and organizing disciples to launch an attack had little effect.

He was relieved that he hadn't sent his disciples out to occupy high-level spiritual vein nodes; otherwise, if the True Demon Army had encountered them while passing by, they would have been wiped out in an instant.

Zhang Zeye, his face filled with anger and heartache, said:
"It will take at least three months. These true demons really know how to pick their time. Attacking now will greatly delay the improvement of the sect's spiritual veins."

The sect's spiritual veins are currently at a critical stage of upgrading. If the True Demon Army attacks for several months, the spiritual veins will have to wait several years or even more than a decade to upgrade.

He looked at Lin Lan, "Junior Sister, did the True Lord instruct you to take care of any other matters before he left?"

The True Lord went to Yuanhe Mountain, but at the speed of a Nascent Soul cultivator, a round trip should only take two days. However, the True Lord has been gone for five days and has not yet returned, which makes him worried.

Lin Lan shook her head. "Senior brother, this is the second time you've asked this. Master hasn't said anything."

At this moment, she felt a little uneasy. Given her master's personality, he should indeed have returned to the sect long ago. Lin Qiubai, watching the True Demon relentlessly attacking, said:

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, we cannot allow the enemy to attack at will. Even if our attacks cannot create a strong deterrent, we must fight back."

He felt that the sect was now too reliant on the True Monarch. It wasn't that relying on him was wrong, but rather that this kind of psychological dependence should not be formed.

If a cultivator loses the ambition to strive alone, how can they possibly reach the pinnacle?

Lin Jiuxiao nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly with the suggestion.

The true demons involved in the attack were all very powerful, but there were no low-level true demons participating, which is very abnormal.

"We Golden Core stage cultivators are divided into two groups, leading the Chaoyuan stage disciples in the attack."

The sect has stored up many Thunder Pearls and Yin Thunder Pearls that we haven't used yet. We'll bring them out this time to let the True Demons witness our strength.

With the mountain-protecting formation in place, everyone's safety is guaranteed. It's good to have a close-quarters "battle" with a Nascent Soul level True Demon to test your courage.

Lin Qiubai replied:

"Yes, sir. I order the disciples of the Enforcement Hall to retrieve the Thunder Pearl. This requires the sect leader's order."

Lin Jiuxiao took out a blank jade slip to record information, and then took out a golden token:
"I've instructed the Treasure Pavilion to release one thousand high-grade third-tier thunder pearls and two hundred top-grade thunder pearls to give the true demons a thunderous shock."

The sect now has a deep foundation, and can protect the great formation even if the True Monarch is temporarily absent.

"Haha," the cultivators laughed.

An hour later, a series of thunderous roars resounded, and many Golden Core level True Demons were injured or even killed.

They attacked for a long time without any resistance from the human cultivators, and thought the enemy was cowardly. They never expected the counterattack to be so fierce.

Behind the battle line, Tie Li's face was contorted with rage as he roared:

"Why didn't you tell me sooner that the enemy had such methods!"

These were the tribe's elite Golden Core cultivators. Six died and seventeen were seriously injured. They survived the bloody battle of Qingqiu, but fell on their way home.

Morag's face darkened as he explained:
"Commander, please calm down. If I had known that the enemy possessed such a tactic, I would have told them the truth. When our army besieged them back then, the enemy did not use that one-time-use magic weapon!"

Everything he said was true. Back then, they did not encounter such a blow because their offensive was disrupted before they even began attacking the enemy's protective mountain formation, forcing them to retreat in panic.

What surprised him even more was that two more Nascent Soul level assistants perished during the evacuation.

Tie Li gritted his teeth, "I will personally lead the attack to vent my anger! After we've depleted a certain number of the enemy's explosive weapons, the entire army will launch an attack!"

It's one thing to lose a lot of low-level true demons, but the elites can't die here meaninglessly.

Morag was secretly pleased. If the army fought with all its might, it was indeed possible to capture this place within a month.

He had a deep understanding of the Grand Commander's power; the opponent's attack was equivalent to that of more than a dozen early-stage Nascent Soul teammates, and the attack strength of late-stage Nascent Soul level should have an even better effect.

Another ten days passed, and the war reached its climax.

Faced with the relentless waves of enemy attacks, the Golden Spirit Sect deployed a large number of Thunder Pearls and Yin Thunder Pearls. With so many resources invested, the results were substantial.

However, Lin Jiuxiao's heart was bleeding. The loss was considerable and seriously affected the improvement of the spiritual vein's grade.

Outside the great formation, Tie Li was burning with rage. Too many of the enemy's Thunder Pearls had died, causing huge casualties to the army.

He is now riding a tiger southward. If he does not break through the great formation, the cost of sinking will be too high. However, if he continues to fight, the casualties will continue to increase.

Now he looked at Morag with some hostility. After fighting the enemy's Nascent Soul cultivator for half a month, no one had appeared yet. This guy was too tough.

Morag inwardly groaned; he hadn't expected the war to escalate to this point.

The fire phoenix flew away beneath the clouds, leaving behind a trail of vibrant colors—the colors of its tail feathers.

Ji An sighed softly and muttered to himself:
"I foolishly stayed in Yuanhe Mountain for half a month and didn't even encounter a single True Demon at the Chaoyuan stage. What was the point!"

Suddenly, he held his breath and listened intently; he thought he heard an explosion.

The fire phoenix continued to fly forward, and the sounds of explosions and the roars of the true demons became increasingly loud.

"Holy crap, they're raiding our base?"

Ji An gritted his teeth and immediately released the Metal and Stone Hardness, while taking out and activating the fourth-tier Mind-Stabilizing Talisman and Mind-Purifying Talisman.

Five flags form a defensive domain, while the Five Elements Divine Mountains are held in their hands.

Now, the Five Elements Divine Mountain weighs 100,000 jin (approximately 50,000 kg), and just smashing it down would probably cripple a Nascent Soul level True Demon.

He flew to the area where the fighting was the loudest, calculated the distance, and then activated the Heavenly Flame.

The True Demon army launched attacks wave after wave. The Nascent Soul stage True Demon fighting on the front line seemed to sense something and looked up at the sky. Then, his eyes lit up with purple flames.

Like a sea of ​​fire hanging in the sky overturning, the flames surged down like a cascading Milky Way, and the scorching fire waves swept across the heavens and earth.

The true demons howled in agony, and those with lower cultivation levels were ignited before the flames even hit the ground, like torches being lit.

Compared to the screams of the true demons, the Golden Spirit Sect cultivators inside the mountain-protecting formation cheered with joy, for their sect's greatest backer had returned!
(End of this chapter)