140: Chapter 140 The Great Battle Is About to Begin!

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Outside Tianxu Pass, the Hundred-Mile Plain.

Devilish Qi rolled and poisonous miasma shrouded the sky. Two hundred-zhang-tall Nascent Soul Dharma Idols stood between heaven and earth, their aura causing the surrounding space to twist faintly.

Heavenly Corpse Old Demon's Giant Bone Scythe emitted grayish-white Corpse Qi, while the Nine-Headed Poison Lord's Nine-Headed Giant Python hissed. Poison dripped, instantly corroding deep pits several zhang deep into the ground...

On the walls of Tianxu Pass, True Monarch Fang Yi's expression was as heavy as water. His hands quickly formed seals, sending a complex incantation into the Formation Plate beneath his feet.

"Rise!"

The Fourth-Rank City-Protecting Formation roared into operation.

Thirty-Six Formation Towers lit up simultaneously with blinding spiritual light. Spiritual Qi gathered into a translucent light curtain dozens of zhang thick, firmly protecting the entire Tianxu Pass within.

On the surface of the light curtain, countless golden runes moved about, emitting a thick and resilient earthy aura that connected Tianxu Pass with the earth.

"Old Ghost Fang Yi, what kind of skill is it to hide in a turtle shell?"

Heavenly Corpse Old Demon's voice echoed from the Dharma Idol, making the Void Realm roar: "The Nine Heavens Astral Wind Layer—do you dare come up for a chat?"

"Old Ghost Tian Shi, why would I not dare?"

True Monarch Fang Yi snorted coldly.

With a wave of his sleeve, his figure turned into a brilliant white light, shooting straight into the clouds.

The Dharma Idols of Heavenly Corpse Old Demon and the Nine-Headed Poison Lord then scattered into dots of spiritual light. Two streaks of demonic light followed closely behind, rushing into the Astral Wind Layer beyond the sky.

Above the Nine Heavens, the astral winds howled, strong enough to easily tear apart the Physical Body of Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

The three Nascent Soul powerhouses passed through the clouds, each occupying a part of the Void Realm.

There was no tension as one might imagine, nor was there any world-destroying exchange of Divine Abilities.

Heavenly Corpse Old Demon sat cross-legged on a Bone Throne, the Nine-Headed Poison Lord stepped on the Void Realm, and True Monarch Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back.

In the Void Realm between the three, spiritual light gathered, reflecting the full view of the battlefield at Tianxu Pass below.

Nascent Soul Cultivators had a long Lifespan and were all people who cherished their lives.

In a meat grinder of this national-war scale, the key to victory or defeat was never with them.

Unless the battlefield below reached a clear conclusion or one side showed a fatal flaw, they would never easily engage in a fight to the death.

Once their Origin was damaged or if they even fell, it would be eternal damnation.

They only needed to keep each other occupied and maintain the standoff.

This was a kind of tacit balance that existed only between chess players.

Of course, while the standoff remained, the trash talk could not stop.

"Fang Yi, the fate of the three sects of the Wei State has run out."

The Nine-Headed Poison Lord's voice was hoarse, carrying undisguised mockery: "You cannot hold this Tianxu Pass, so why waste your time here?"

"Enough, Old Ghost Nine-Headed, don't talk so big."

"I'm too lazy to argue with you. It's fine to say these things, but don't go deceiving yourself. After all, at your age..."

"Tsk tsk~"

"Then again, you're getting on in years; it's no wonder you like to fantasize."

"It's normal for you demonic Cultivators to have something wrong with your heads. An old pervert who cavorts with snake demons every day, heh~"

"Even if your snake wife is fucked to death by you, it's impossible for the Wei State's fate to run out."

"Stop your yapping. Careful I don't slay your Snake Hag and shove her back up your backside."

True Monarch Fang Yi mocked him a couple more times, then closed his eyes and stopped speaking, simply locking his Divine Sense firmly onto the two opposite him.

Suddenly, there was silence beyond the sky.

The Nine-Headed Poison Lord was stunned on the spot, instantly choked into silence. Even the corner of the accompanying Demonic Lord Tian Shi's mouth couldn't help but twitch upward.

If the Nine-Headed Poison Lord hadn't been an ally, he really would have wanted to laugh a bit.

Meanwhile, the battlefield below completely boiled over at this moment.

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"Kill!"

As a shrill howl erupted from the army of demonic Cultivators, the war broke out in full.

Dozens of Bone Flying Boats were the first to strike. The Formation patterns on their hulls lit up, and hundreds of thick, Blood-Colored Light Pillars erupted from the fronts of the boats, violently slamming into the city-protecting light curtain of Tianxu Pass.

"Rumble!"

Heaven and earth shook violently. Intense ripples surged across the surface of the light curtain as golden runes flashed frantically, neutralizing the destructive power of the Blood-Colored Light Pillars.

"Demonic thieves, do not be so arrogant!"

Within the Shangqing Sect camp, three Golden Core Elders soared into the sky.

From the demonic Cultivator camp, five black figures also flew out, emitting the pressure of the Golden Core stage. The eight Golden Core Cultivators collided violently in mid-air.

A Shangqing Sect Elder summoned a giant green sword. The sword light surged by a hundred zhang, and with one slash, it split a Bone Flying Boat in two.

The flying boat snapped, and hundreds of demonic Cultivators on board fell through the air, screaming.

The Demonic Path Golden Cores were not to be outdone.

A demonic Cultivator holding a Ten Thousand Soul Banner suddenly waved the flag. Tens of thousands of pitch-black Resentful Souls instantly howled out, turning into a black river that firmly entangled the giant green sword.

Another demonic Cultivator opened his mouth and spat out a large cloud of Ghastly Green Poison Sand. The poison sand expanded with the wind, turning into a sky-filling sandstorm that swept toward the Shangqing Sect Elder.

The battle between Golden Cores was of world-shaking power.

They deliberately moved the battlefield higher to avoid affecting the armies below.

Colorful Divine Abilities and Magic Treasures collided violently beneath the clouds. Space vibrated, Spiritual Qi overflowed wildly, and Dao charms continuously scattered.

On the ground, the true meat grinder of flesh and blood began to turn.

"Attack the city!"

Under the control of the demonic Cultivators, thousands of zhang-tall Bronze Corpses and Iron Corpses took heavy steps and sprinted toward the walls of Tianxu Pass.

Behind them were tens of thousands of Qi Refinement Stage demonic Cultivators from the Jin State.

"Spell bombardment!"

On the walls of Tianxu Pass, the supervising Elders of the various sects roared.

On the defending side, over ten thousand Qi Refinement Cultivators acted simultaneously.

Fireballs, ice spikes, wind blades, and falling rocks—countless Five Elements Spells converged into a brilliant and deadly torrent of magic. It crossed the city-protecting light curtain and crashed down upon the charging army of demonic Cultivators.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of explosions was deafening.

The hundreds of Iron Corpses at the very front were submerged by the torrent of Spells. Severed limbs and broken arms flew everywhere. Large numbers of demonic Cultivators were blown apart by fireballs or sliced into chunks of meat by wind blades.

Blood instantly stained the ground outside the pass red.

The army of demonic Cultivators did not retreat. They pushed forward frantically, enduring the carpet of Spells.

After entering casting range, the demonic Cultivators also began to counterattack.

Netherworld Ghost Fire, Bone-Corroding Poison Smoke, Blood-Fiend Yin Thunder.

Countless sinister Spells rose into the air, crashing against the light curtain of Tianxu Pass.

Poison smoke clung to the surface of the light curtain, making a piercing corrosive sound. Yin Thunder exploded, shaking the Formation nodes.

From the very beginning, the war entered its most brutal phase of attrition.

Here, human lives became the cheapest of numbers.

Every moment, Qi Refinement Cultivators collapsed from exhausted spiritual power, and every moment, demonic Cultivators were blown into bloody mist, leaving no remains.

"Foundation Establishment, leave the Formation and clear the Corpse Puppets!"

Seeing some high-level Bronze Corpses rely on their powerful Physical Bodies to brave the torrent of Spells and reach the light curtain, using their sharp claws to frantically tear at the Formation.

Within Tianxu Pass, hundreds of sword lights shot into the sky.

Foundation Establishment Cultivator entered the field.

They flew their swords through the low altitude, avoiding the aftershocks of the Golden Core Cultivators' battle, and charged directly into the demonic Cultivator ranks.

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