Chapter 295
In the next moment, a crackling flash of lightning surged forth.
“Use the formation runes!”
The array stones embedded in the walls glowed with a blinding light after being set with Xuanjing (mystical crystals).
Instantly, the sky above Qingmu City was filled with boiling dark clouds, sliced apart by lightning serpents, forming a golden lightning pool that created a dense web of electricity, sealing off the airspace above the city.
Any flying disaster beasts that collided with the lightning web would be paralyzed and plummet to the ground, where soldiers would mercilessly hack them down.
Yujie Formation Rune: Void Sealing!
“This formation rune consumes two Xuanjing in just one incense stick’s time,” Wu Lang couldn’t help but exclaim.
He would never forget today, when Li Shaoxia pointed to over a hundred boxes of Xuanjing and told him to use them freely, but to avoid sacrificing lives unless absolutely necessary.
Damn, he’s so cool.
Wu Lang thought that if he were a girl, he would definitely want to marry Li Shaoxia.
A few stray flying disaster beasts managed to break through the lightning web, but let’s not forget that there were high-level experts capable of flight on the Qingmu side, as well as the ice golems that could traverse the void.
Crack—
A severely injured sixth-grade disaster beast was pierced through by a blade of frost-laden sword energy.
It turned into an ice sculpture, crashing to the ground and causing chaos among the attacking enemy forces.
“Cold Fairy!”
The soldiers defending the city were inspired, their morale soaring.
Flying disaster beasts had once been the nightmares of the Qingmu City soldiers, coming and going like the wind, impossible to catch or fend off.
But now, that stunning figure soaring through the lightning web, moving with the inner scene experts across the sky, appeared terrifying to the enemy yet gave the defenders unparalleled confidence.
In the future, when they drank and boasted, they could say they had fought alongside the Cold Fairy.
Li Mo could hear a notification sound ringing in his ears every second.
But he didn’t have a moment to spare to check.
A towering bronze battering ram was already approaching, having been poised to strike, and this blow would be enough to shake the city walls.
The Rongyuan military crossbow had already gone through a round of activation and was being reloaded, while the Thunderfire Lightning Pill would explode along with the city wall at this distance.
Whoosh—
A fierce wind swept through as the massive ram descended, emitting a chilling roar.
“Everyone, get out of the way!”
Li Mo leaped out from the city wall on his Nimbus Cloud.
His figure contrasted sharply with the mountain-like bronze battering ram, indistinguishable from the crushed stones beneath it.
But in the next moment, a golden light burst forth from him.
Weak yet unwavering.
Clang—
Indestructible!
The immense force propelled that figure toward the city wall.
He carved two deep grooves into the ground.
Li Mo’s back pressed against the city wall, feeling its tremors, finally halting the ram’s momentum.
Clang—
A deafening sound echoed.
He was swept up by the cloud energy, soaring forty feet high, radiating a sharp killing aura as he crashed into the mechanism’s connection point, causing the ram to crash down, and the now off-balance bronze battering ram toppled like a mountain.
“Li Shaoxia is mighty!”
A more fervent cheer erupted from the city walls.
The morale of the Qingmu forces reached its peak.
“Observing the Divine Realm, using one’s body to withstand siege weaponry?”
The Beast Hall Master squinted, marveling at such a physique, which was unlike anything he had ever seen.
“That must be some kind of secret technique,” Han Zhen searched his mind, realizing none of the secret techniques he knew matched this.
But what mattered more at the moment was that the soldiers of Qingmu City, buoyed by the presence of Li Mo and Ying Bing, were filled with high spirits and fighting intent.
In contrast, his own side had already fallen for the enemy’s tricks and now felt somewhat dispirited.
“We need to take this kid down first.”
Han Zhen looked at Helian Wu beside him.
The latter grinned, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth.
“I’ve been itching to test the talents of this world’s top figures!”
He was already restless, slapping his scaled steed, leading his warriors into the fray.
Behind him, the disaster beast shaman spirits transformed.
At that moment, they all connected with the bronze giants, merging with them.
These war giants might not be as powerful as their true forms, but even on the battlefield, they were unafraid of damage, each capable of unleashing powers equivalent to sixth or fifth grade based on their respective beliefs.
In an instant, the metallic battle cries reverberated, cutting through the chaos of the battlefield.
Hearing the battle cries, the soldiers’ eyes turned red, their strength surging.
“Kill, die…”
Han Zhen murmured to himself, his right hand open, silently devouring the increasingly rich blood energy.
On the city walls.
“The appetizer is finally over.”
Qu Sheng’s expression grew increasingly grave.
The shaman giant.
This was one of the most powerful war methods that the Great Shang had once used to suppress the world, capable of harnessing the collective strength of all beings, with one having the power to move mountains and drain seas.
Now that the national fortune of the Great Shang had dissipated, it was still not to be underestimated.
“Rongyuan military crossbow!”
With a command, fearsome killing machines were pushed out, brought to the front line of the city walls, their beastly mouths glinting coldly down below.
Boom—
The sound of the Rongyuan military crossbow was like a muffled thunderclap, a death knell.
When you hear the sound of the crossbow, you might already be dead.
The targets of the crossbow bolts were those sixth and fifth-grade disaster beasts.
Thunderfire Lightning Pills were also strapped to ordinary heavy crossbows, shot out toward the bronze giants.
The battlefield, once vibrant, had now entered a phase of brutal intensity.
After sacrificing a third of the bronze giants and countless disaster beast corpses, the attacking side finally achieved their tactical objective.
“Break through the Qingmu Pool, and we won’t have to cower in this desolate place anymore!”
“Let’s take back everything that belongs to us!”
Having paid a heavy price, the siege forces finally reached their goal.
Both sides clashed in close combat.
The disaster beasts and the warriors of the Southern Tribes surged onto the city walls like a tide of hungry wolves, aided by the cloud towers pushed to the base of the city.
The shaman bronze giants conjured strange totems, not only boasting formidable combat power but also seemingly bestowing each soldier who believed in them with a power akin to divine insight.
“Form the formation!”
General Qu Sheng handed over the command of the formation to the Cold Fairy, whose talent and strength left him in awe.
Ying Bing stood atop the central tower of the city wall, directing the various military formations.
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The Qingmu troops quickly formed their battle formations, relying on the power of the Yujie formation runes embedded in the walls, continuously clashing with the enemy.
In such a high-level clash, even the domains of inner scene experts couldn’t hold, being violently shattered.
Inner scene experts could only release their domains in a burst, reap a life, and then quickly retract their domains to retreat.
Alternatively, they could engage in close combat with the support of the formations.
Qu Sheng faced off against the Beast Hall Master.
“Li Mo!”
Helian Wu swooped down like a hawk, his gaze fixed on the youth empowered by the military formation.
“What the hell are you looking at?”
“Looking for a hammer?”
Li Mo’s eyes flashed with the light of the Divine Eye of Destiny.
The forty in his hand emitted a resonant hum, the Xuan weapon pushed to its limits.
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Evening.
The north wind howled like a knife, yet it couldn’t disperse the stench of blood on the city walls.
After repeatedly using the power of the world to activate the “Seven Fixed Qian Kun,” a once-prominent figure on the Hidden Dragon List was forever etched into the city wall.
On the city walls, there were many people, yet silence reigned as the soldiers cleared away the debris and corpses, all in solemnity.
Li Mo sat on the city wall.
His body ached, the Divine Eye of Destiny gazing into the distance, and his ominous premonition had not been wrong.
Han Zhen didn’t care how many people had died.
He didn’t even care which side they belonged to.
Tomorrow’s siege would only be fiercer.
“First battalion, two hundred and one dead, two hundred injured.”
“Second battalion, one hundred and eighty dead, two hundred and thirty injured.”
“Half of the Thunderfire Lightning Pills remain, and seven of the Rongyuan military crossbows have been destroyed…”
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Behind him, his personal guard was reporting the military situation to Qu Sheng.
Li Mo felt a heaviness in his heart; tomorrow’s battle would be even harder.
“Want to grab a bite to eat?”
A somewhat weary yet clear voice rang in his ears.
Ying Bing, still in her ethereal dress, approached while retying her long hair.
“I’m not really hungry.”
His numbed nerves were gradually coming back to life, and his stomach churned.
“Be good.”
Ying Bing reached out, gently tapping his brow.
Though his spirit was exhausted and he hadn’t summoned the Taiyin’s clear radiance, at that moment, it felt as if he were illuminated by the tranquil moonlight.
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