45: Chapter 45 United in the Fight Against Cangwu

The moment that information was released, the surviving Cultivators—whether they were bitterly supporting themselves with Flying Swords within the water curtain or resisting Yao Beast attacks on magical boats—

Even the leaders of various factions, large and small, who had been harboring their own private schemes, all fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately following was an uncontrollable, heaven-toppling rage!

"So... it turns out my entire family was nothing more than medicinal ingredients for that old demon Wild Goose Formation!" one Cultivator roared, his eyes bloodshot as he cradled a relative who had been sucked dry into a desiccated corpse, letting out a shrill, agonizing howl toward the sky.

"I knew it! The Guardians of Orthodoxy are just a bunch of useless gluttons; there was definitely something fishy about Inspector Jiang's death!" a Cultivator who had once met Jiang Zhiqiu fumed.

"Gao Sheng! Prefectural Governor's Mansion! You actually sat by and even condoned this!" Roars of anger were also directed at the mansion's light barrier, which was still barely holding on.

"And the Biyang Sword Sect! The Yao Race! You rubble of a bygone era, get out of the Great World of Mountains and Seas!"

Fear, despair, and grief—all the suppressed emotions were transformed at this moment into a single type of power.

Destroy the Formation core, slay the culprit!

No more schemes, no more relying on luck; the surviving Cultivators reached an unprecedented consensus.

If they didn't destroy that man-eating demon tree, everyone would die, and everyone's Divine Soul would become a stepping stone for Wild Goose Formation True Monarch to ascend to Soul Transformation!

Moreover, if one seized the final nascent soul dao fruit of the All Beings Spirit Refining Grand Array, they could achieve Soul Transformation in a single step!

Who wouldn't want that?

Unknown who it was, someone let out a world-shaking roar: "Destroy that demon tree!"

This one shout was like a spark igniting a prairie fire.

"Destroy that demon tree!!"

"Slay the old demon Wild Goose Formation! And his lackey Gao Sheng!"

"Drive the Yao Race out of Langya Prefecture!"

Faint glimmers of light rose from every corner of the waves like a meteor shower flowing backward, breaking free from the ocean's shackles, tearing through the obstructions of numerous Yao Beasts, and ignoring the red light of the Spirit Refining array that was still draining their life force.

With a tragic and resolute posture, they shot from all directions toward the massive, looming demon tree in the sea!

Sword light, Magic Treasures, Talismans, and even secret arts activated at the cost of burning one's life.

All the power that could still be mobilized now had only one target.

Jiang Qingshui led the charge, his sword astral qi more blazing than ever before.

Some Purple Mansion Realm Cultivators who had originally left also returned, carrying their trump card Magical Artifacts.

Even some low-level Cultivators piloted unsteady Flying Swords, their gazes determined as they charged toward the death zone.

The will of the Cultivators in the entire Kongsang Prefecture and the surrounding major cities converged at this moment as never before.

And Shen Moyan, who had initiated all of this, was also blended into this crowd to confuse Gao Sheng's line of sight.

He did not charge at the very front, nor did he fall to the very back.

He skillfully positioned himself in the middle-rear section of the charging ranks.

This position allowed a large number of Cultivators ahead of him to become the primary targets for drawing fire, while he could clearly observe the rapidly changing state of the entire battlefield.

Like a master chess player, he used three perspectives to construct a real-time dynamic map of the battlefield in his mind, predicting and avoiding the highest-risk paths in advance.

"You can't sit still now, can you?"

Amidst the flow of people, Shen Moyan raised a middle finger toward the distant Prefectural Governor's Mansion.

Even the dark, deep sea would be illuminated by a single spark.

"Presumptuous!!"

A thunderous shout spread throughout the entire Kongsang Prefecture.

The water curtain falling from the sky remained, but the surging sea level began to drop.

A figure in blue appeared from the rolling sea of clouds; Shen Moyan's Divine Sense couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel his gaze.

His gaze was like eternal ice, indifferently sweeping over the oceanic purgatory he had personally brewed beneath his feet, and those ants still launching desperate charges toward the Human-Faced Fruit Tree.

Instantly, Shen Moyan knew this person's identity.

Wild Goose Formation True Monarch, Zheng Quan!

"I guessed right; the place he chose to achieve Soul Transformation in one step is right here," Shen Moyan mused.

Langya Prefecture was so large, with ten Formation cores for him to choose from, yet he chose Kongsang Prefecture.

Without a word, the man in blue formed an ancient and sinister hand seal with both hands, his entire body emitting a terrifying pressure.

As the hand seal was completed, beneath the sea, that Human-Faced Fruit Tree—hung with hundreds of millions of living souls—underwent a horrifying transformation.

Its trunk emitted a low boom like an ancient beast awakening, the human-faced fruits on its surface wailed shrilly in unison, and the trunk expanded and shot upward at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Thick roots, like awakening dragons, tore through the earth and pierced the seabed, seizing the Spiritual Qi from the deeper ley lines.

The giant tree exploded in size, its height easily surpassing any mountain in the sea. Its massive canopy rose from beneath the surface like a newly born dark-green continent, carrying the momentum of a mountain-toppling wave as it pushed the towering, turbid waves aside.

Those Cultivators still charging were like people hitting an immovable living wall, instantly sent flying backward while vomiting blood from the force.

Next, the water curtain in the sky transformed into spears, falling like rain.

Countless water spears pierced through the Cultivators' magical boats and protective spirit shields, bursting into one patch of blood mist after another.

And the Cultivators who had hidden in the sea were not spared either; the omnipresent seawater squeezed them as if holding them in a palm, then ruthlessly crushed them.

In just the blink of an eye, thousands of Cultivators had perished.

While dodging, Shen Moyan pushed aside the corpse of a Cultivator that had fallen in front of him and stared at the towering tree emerging from the water, his expression grim.

"A Formation can actually be this strong..."

Heaven and earth shared the same power; at this moment, the vast sea seemed to have birthed a consciousness, helping Wild Goose Formation True Monarch resist the Cultivators and ensuring his plan proceeded smoothly.

Wild Goose Formation True Monarch was single-handedly making an enemy of all Cultivators through the Formation.

"It seems I need to put the study of Formations on my schedule."

Just as Shen Moyan was pondering, a streak of light appeared from the Prefectural Governor's Mansion and leaped out over the sea.

"Fellow Guizang Daoists, if we do not act now, when will we?" Gao Sheng's voice echoed over the ocean.

Including Gao Sheng, four Cultivators with Guizang Realm auras shot toward the blue-clothed man like meteors.

"Sea-Overturning Palm!"

A ten-thousand-foot palm print struck the Mythical Tree emerging from the sea, making it tremble and causing scattered human-faced fruits to fall into the water.

"Blazing Fire, Emerge!"

A pillar of fire shot toward the giant tree but was blocked by a protective barrier it generated.

"Heavenly Mountain Fall!"

Masses of mountains on the seabed were uprooted one by one and slammed violently toward the sea of clouds where the blue-clothed man was.

Between the sea and the sky, bellows of rage rang out.

Multicolor phenomena of various Spells were displayed in profusion.

The remaining Cultivators, having calmed down, watched in dazed awe.

This was a great battle between Guizang Realm Cultivators.

How fortunate they were to be here and witness such a fight!

Shen Moyan, however, turned his perspective to Shen Yi in the Construction and Maintenance Department.

"It seems Gao Sheng isn't the only True Monarch eyeing Zheng Quan's nascent soul dao fruit."

Those True Monarchs appeared almost at the same time, their actions incredibly decisive, not looking like a spur-of-the-moment decision at all.

"But too few Guizang Realm Cultivators have come; ninety percent of the Guizang Cultivators are fighting the Yao Race," he said with a heavy expression.

On the map in the Construction and Maintenance Department, outside the range of Kongsang Prefecture, there were dozens of violent fluctuations of magical power.

Troublesome. If this continues, Wild Goose Formation True Monarch is highly likely to achieve Soul Transformation in one step.

If Wild Goose Formation True Monarch succeeds, Gao Sheng will flip the table and use those two hundred and seventy thousand fire melting pearls to give Zheng Quan a vicious blow.

"If I could seize that nascent soul dao fruit, what would happen?" Shen Moyan fell into deep thought as he looked at the growing giant tree.

No matter how one looked at it, this wasn't a situation a tiny Mortal Transformation like Shen Moyan could participate in.

"No, I have a chance..."

Shen Moyan's expression froze as he spread his hands.

The Devilish Qi belonging to the Heavenly Demon Transformation Art was pulsing in his left palm like a seductive courtesan, tugging at his mind.

Then, a Blood-Colored Gourd was taken out of his storage ring and appeared in his right palm, resonating with the Devilish Qi.