34: The Southwest Allied Army, and the unfortunate White Lotus Sect

The first day of the sixth month, the fourth year of Huang Tian.

Purple Gold Mountain.

The Yellow Heaven Cult, usually surrounded by clouds and mist, was now shrouded in a heavy atmosphere, like a storm brewing.

The Mountain Protecting Grand Formation left behind by the former State Preceptors Mansion was fully activated; a solid, heavy layer of earthy yellow light, like an inverted giant bowl, firmly protected everything above the waist of Purple Gold Mountain.

On the light curtain, dense pale yellow runes flowed endlessly like swimming fish.

This Mountain Protecting Grand Formation, capable of withstanding the onslaught of a Peak Qi Refining Cultivator, appeared somewhat isolated and thin against the backdrop of the vast encirclement outside.

On Purple Gold Mountain, hundreds of Yellow Heaven Cult Disciples stood ready, their Auras interconnected as if they were a single entity.

However, upon closer inspection, one could see many Disciples looking panicked, their sense of unease quite apparent.

For confronting the Yellow Heaven Cult was the Southwest region Allied Forces, formed with the Hunyuan Sect at its head, totaling nearly two hundred Cultivators!

To the northeast, the massive hunyuan flying boat hovered quietly, with thirty Hunyuan Sect Cultivators in uniform Daoist robes standing solemnly on the deck.

At their head was the Hunyuan Sect Master, Venerable Yuan Hao.

In the southern sky, a massive Wind-Chasing Golden Eagle circled leisurely, with seven or eight Cultivators from the Thousand Spirits Sect standing on its back.

Though few in number, almost every one of them was accompanied by a shrunken Yao Beast, their sharp eyes constantly scanning the Yellow Heaven Cult's mountain gate below.

On the same side as the Thousand Spirits Sect, Cultivators from the Heart-Corroding Palace and the Hundred Poisons Gate stood on their respective Magical Artifacts, the three Sects being closely allied.

To the northeast, a white jade lotus platform Magical Artifact, over ten zhang in diameter, hung in the air; its petals were layered and crystal clear, emitting a soft spiritual light.

At the center of the lotus platform sat over twenty Cultivators in white Daoist robes and lotus crowns—the team from the White Lotus Sect.

Additionally, there was the Wind Fire Gate from the Yu State, with nearly thirty figures, each spreading a pair of mana light wings about a zhang wide, either green or red!

The wind wings were a deep azure, churning the air into a whistling roar;

The fire wings were blazing, their heat slightly distorting the air.

The secret technique of the Wind-Fire Twin Wings allowed for extremely fast movement; it could be used for combat or escape and was their most important foundation, passed down for centuries.

Beyond these, even more people from other Sects stood in the sky, either riding sword light or Magical Artifacts, or suspended by secret techniques, scattered in all directions like stars on a chessboard.

The Auras of nearly two hundred Cultivators converged; although they were fewer in number than the Yellow Heaven Cult, their cultivation levels were significantly higher.

There were over twenty Late Stage Qi Refining Cultivators and as many as eight at Peak Qi Refining.

A formless yet tangible and majestic pressure, like leaden clouds pressing down, covered the sky above Purple Gold Mountain, causing the light curtain of the Mountain Protecting Grand Formation to ripple slightly.

“Fellow Daoists, coming here today and surrounding my mountain gate with such a grand display is quite impolite!”

With a cold snort, True Man Huang Tian flew up, his face showing no fear.

He looked out, his gaze piercing through the Mountain Protecting Grand Formation's light curtain like lightning, facing Venerable Yuan Hao at the lead from a distance.

“Impolite?”

Venerable Yuan Hao sneered and said mockingly, “A month ago, you made such a fuss and slaughtered the Celestial Immortal Sect, severing their Legacy and annihilating their lineage overnight!”

“Did your Yellow Heaven Cult show them any politeness?”

As soon as he said this, all the Cultivators in the surrounding sky burst into laughter.

In today's situation, there was no way the Yellow Heaven Cult could survive!

Thus, the gazes they directed at True Man Huang Tian were tinged with mocking smiles.

“Fellow Daoist Huang Tian, stop struggling. We have gathered here today to seek justice for the fallen Fellow Daoists of the Celestial Immortal Sect!”

Venerable Yuan Hao spoke these words with an air of righteous indignation.

But everyone knew their true objective.

True Man Huang Tian's expression remained unchanged as he said calmly, “So you've come for revenge. I thought you were after my Opportunity.”

He tilted his head slightly, looked around at the dense allied forces in the sky, and then spoke provokingly:

“Then again, I only have one Opportunity, but with so many factions here today, it doesn't seem like enough to go around!”

Upon hearing this, Venerable Yuan Hao suddenly chuckled, a sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

“Fellow Daoist, stop your struggling and provocations; how the Opportunity is divided is none of your business!

Once we have taken your life, we will discuss it among ourselves!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a sudden step forward, and his Aura erupted violently.

His robes fluttered without wind, snapping loudly, and a terrifying pressure descended from the sky, causing the light curtain of the Mountain Protecting Grand Formation below to fluctuate violently!

“Come out and face your death immediately!!”

“Good, good, good!”

True Man Huang Tian nodded repeatedly, his roar booming like thunder.

“You want to destroy my Yellow Heaven Cult?”

“Then come!!!”

In an instant, the Cultivators of the allied forces released their Auras without reservation, erupting violently.

“Boom— Boom— Boom—”

Flashes of various colors, the radiance of Magical Artifacts, and tides of Daoist spiritual energy poured down like a bursting flood onto the earthy yellow light curtain atop Purple Gold Mountain!

True Man Huang Tian stood in the air, his figure unmoving before the heaven-covering destructive spiritual light.

He simply raised his right hand slowly, and a palm-sized jade talisman quietly appeared in his palm.

heavenly thunder talisman, activate!

“Rumble——————!!!”

Accompanied by a deafening roar.

In the next instant, a deep blue pillar of lightning over three zhang in diameter descended like divine punishment from the Nine Heavens, tearing through hundreds of zhang of empty sky!

On the lightning pillar, countless arcs of electricity as thick as a bowl's mouth surged wildly, the surrounding air emitting a “sizzling” sound as it was ionized by the powerful current.

The target was aimed directly at the Cultivators of the White Lotus Sect charging at the very front!

The White Lotus Sect Master's expression changed drastically, his previous composure vanishing instantly as he screamed in terror:

“Not good—!!!”

As soon as he spoke, the white lotus petal phantoms on the platform shone brightly, expanding outward in layers like a blooming lotus to form three heavy defensive barriers, wrapping the entire platform tightly.

However, the lightning pillar had arrived!

“Boom!!!”

The massive lightning pillar struck the lotus platform dead center without suspense.

The three barriers didn't last even a moment before shattering, and the violent power of lightning poured down.

The lotus platform itself crumbled inch by inch in the lightning, flesh and blood mixing with shattered fragments of the Magical Artifact to splatter in all directions.

The twenty-plus White Lotus Sect Cultivators had no time to react at all before being completely swallowed by the surging heavenly thunder, their shrill screams instantly drowned out by the deafening thunderclaps.

The poor White Lotus Sect Master didn't even have time to take out and activate the Sect's foundations or Second Grade Magical Artifacts from his Storage Pouch before his Physical Body was pulverized in an instant.

Under the massive explosion, a hundred-zhang-high mushroom cloud rose into the air.

Seven or eight other Sect Cultivators in the sky around the lotus platform were also caught in the lightning storm, their bodies blown to bits.

Of the two hundred allied Cultivators, thirty or forty died in an instant, with dozens more injured.

“Hiss~~”

“My god!!”

“The White Lotus Sect... is... gone?”

In an instant, everyone in the allied forces felt their souls leave their bodies; they retreated frantically, the sound of people gasping in cold air rising from all sides.

That lotus platform was a First Grade High Grade Magical Artifact!

Now, it had turned into a pile of spiritless fragments, falling from the sky.

The allied camp fell into a complete dead silence, everyone struck speechless by this world-shaking blow.

Color drained from many faces, their eyes filled with lingering terror.