Fang Yuan exchanged glances with Yan Luo, and his expression turned cold.
Mo He had offended many people from the Holy Mountain, and Luo Youâs master was one of them.
âIâve heard all about Mo Heâs amazing new disciple, but why is he only at the Materialization realm? The Predatory realm and Materialization realm are only equivalent to the outside worldâs Foundation Establishment stage. Did a few Foundation Establishment cultivators surround you?â Luo You asked in astonishment with a clear tone of mockery.
âFang Yuan!â All of a sudden, Beichen Yan stepped out. âI want to challenge you. We are both at the Materialization realm. This time, I wonât lose!â
âI donât have time!â
Fang Yuan exchanged glances with Yan Luo as they passed through the crowd.
âHaha⊠are you scared?â Beichen Yan obtained Luo Youâs signal and blocked their path. âFang Yuan, I challenge you to a bloodline warriorâs battle. If you refuse to accept, youâre a coward!â
Among the barbarians, dying was better than being called a coward.
âScram!â Fang Yuan glared viciously while releasing his killing intent.
Beichen Yanâs expression turned pale as he backed off. Then his face turned red. âWhat? I-I wonât.â
Beichen Yan felt ashamed.
âLuo You, if you want to challenge me, Iâll take you on. You donât have to sow dissension like this!â Fang Yuan turned around and said slowly, âBut if we battle, it must be a battle to the death. Do you dare?â
âIâŠâ Luo You gritted his teeth. He was about to accept when his expression suddenly changed.
A strong, ice-cold spiritual will crashed down on him.
âNot good! A Nascent Soul stage enemy!â
âWhy is a cultivator at this level finding trouble with us instead of looking for an Apotheosis realm patriarch?!â
âSplit up!â
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Beichen Yanâs team plunged into chaos, while Fang Yuan and Yan Luo exchanged glances and escaped toward the main camp.
âIâve sent a distress signal that a Nascent Soul cultivator is here. Our Apotheosis cultivators wonât sit by,â Yan Luo transmitted while escaping. âItâll be fine as long as we get through this!â
How fast was a Nascent Soul cultivator? He clearly had the upper hand.
Furthermore, three familiar Golden Core spiritual wills appeared as the distance shortened.
âHaha! Barbarian boy, you canât escape!â Wang Tongâs laughter resounded.
âDamn itâŠâ Luo Youâs face turned pale. âYan Luo, Fang Yuan, what did you do? Youâve brought the wrath of a Nascent Soul cultivator!â
âYou guys deal with the soldiers. Leave the Primordial Core cultivators and the young man to me!â
A golden glow flickered, and a bald man in golden robes appeared in midair.
âUnderstood!â Wang Tong and his brothers responded loudly. They began controlling their spirit artifacts as they chased after the Materialization cultivators.
âSure enough. Heâs coming after me!â
Fang Yuan felt a strong Nascent Soulâs spiritual will lock onto him, and chills ran down his spine.
Chichi!
The next moment, resounding booms echoed, and two golden lights arrived.
In the direction of the camp, several streaks of light were also approaching. They were barbarian Apotheosis Patriarchs.
âI canât expose myself!â
He gritted his teeth and activated the third star of the Nine Star Pearl Mystic Technique. Then he swung the Nine Profound Spirit Saber backward.
Bang!
A powerful wave rushed forth, flinging him onto the ground.
At the same time, Yan Luo cried out desperately. A golden light pierced through his chest, and blood spurted out.
âThis is war!â
Fang Yuan burrowed underground and withdrew his aura completely, shaking off the spiritual will detection.
âEh?â In the air, Yellow Scorpion was slightly stunned. He extended his right hand, and two golden-jade daggers emerged. One was pristine, while the other was bloodstained.
âWith a blow from a patriarch, the Primordial Core cultivator died, while the one at the Materialization realm survived? He must have a protective treasure⊠However, how many times can you block?â
Yellow Scorpion laughed coldly and was about to send out his daggers again when streaks of light rushed over. âStop!â
Two Apotheosis realm barbarians flew over, floated in midair, and questioned, âYellow Scorpion! Do you want to start a massive battle now?â
âHaha⊠so be it! Do you think Iâd be afraid?â Yellow Scorpion laughed heartily.
Below, Wang Tong and his two brothers worked together to launch an attack. Luo You screamed as swords lodged into his body.
âDie!â An Apotheosis realm elder was enraged. A yellow bird totem appeared, and green wind blades converged into a tornado that surged downward.
Clang!
Wang Tong and the other two were obviously not a match for the green wind blades. However, just as they were about to die, an enormous and amazingly sturdy yellow bell descended from the sky to block the green wind blades.
Although human cultivators did not have materialization magical powers, they specialized in comprehending nomological laws and refinement.
âThank you, Elder Yellow Bell!â
Wang Tong and the other Golden Core cultivators bowed to a yellow-bearded elder at once.
âHmph! Another one!â
An Apotheosis realm barbarian snorted as he swung his sleeve.
Numerous vines shot out, carrying the remaining barbarians toward the camp.
âItâs a bit regrettable that we couldnât kill that genius this time, but we still killed two Primordial Core cultivators. This isnât bad. Letâs return!â
They were already quite close to the barbarian camp. Even Nascent Soul cultivators did not want to stay here for too long.
Otherwise, even if the Immortal Patriarchs did not make a move, a group of Apotheosis realm cultivators would be sufficient to encircle and kill them.
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âHmm, youâre Mo Heâs disciple, Fang Yuan?â
After flying back, an Apotheosis realm barbarian landed in the camp and stared at the surviving Fang Yuan. âItâs actually a top-grade spirit artifact robe. No wonder you survivedâŠâ
His expression was faint, his current state of mind unreadable.
âThank you, Senior. May I ask for your name?â Fang Yuan put on a bold face and bowed.
âHmph. I am Wood Vine! Relax, I have a personal vendetta with Mo He, but I wonât do anything to you!â Elder Wood Vine snorted coldly before disappearing.
âOkay, return to your camps. Those of you who have lost comrades, I believe the army commander will have orders soon!â
Fang Yuan shook his head. He ignored Beichen Yanâs complicated expression and led his subordinates back to his camp.
âSir!â A soldier stepped forward. âCommander Brutal Witchâs orders! After the hundred and thousand-man commanders return, they are to practice the formation and withdraw from battle! You are to remain on standby and wait for further orders!â
âI understand!â Fang Yuan waved his hands, sending the messenger away. His expression turned serious. â⊠Is the decisive battle finally about to begin? Unexpectedly, the barbarians were the first to be unable to hold on!â
Even though the attackers were only a small part of the forces from the outside cultivation world, the barbarians were still unable to withstand it.
If this war of attrition had not put them in a disadvantageous position, Brutal Witch would presumably not start the decisive battle now.
It seemed like things were not looking optimistic for the barbarians in this great cultivation war.
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Seven days later.
Two armies faced off on the Death Plains.
Large numbers of Predatory and Materialization realm barbarians stood on the grassy plains. Apotheosis realm cultivators flew in the sky, while Immortal Patriarchs remained hidden to observe the cultivator army before them.
Compared to them, the cultivator army looked more like immortals. Most of them were flying on their weapons, looking majestic. Flying ships and a palace hung in the sky with Nascent Soul and Immortal Patriarchs inside them.
âAt first, the barbarians had five military divisions with fifty thousand troops total, exceeding the number of the cultivators. But after the war of attrition, we barbarians suffered greater losses. The numbers are nearly the same on both sides now.â
Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan was in disbelief.
Logically, barbarians had the help of totem materializations and inherently enjoyed the thrill of battle, so cultivators at the same realm should not be a threat to them.
However, this was obviously not the case.
Fang Yuan blinked and guessed. âIt looks⊠like the enemy army commanderâs ability surpasses ours. Is this why we lost our advantage?â
All of a sudden, streaks of light shot out from both armies.
Rumble!
Grand auras erupted, seeming to suppress thousands of cultivators. They must have crossed the lightning tribulation and were powerhouses at the Immortal Realm!
âBrutal Child, Brutal Extinction, and Brutal Emperor greet Fellow Daoists!â Three barbarian Immortals spoke first.
Among them, Brutal Child looked like a child, while Brutal Extinction and Brutal Emperor were eight feet tall, looking as if gods of war had descended.
âHaha, no need to be polite!â Three streaks of light shot out from the cultivatorsâ palace in the sky and transformed into three old men with the demeanor of immortals. âXuan Yuanzi, Kun Lunzi, and Shan Shuizi greet Fellow Daoists! The three of you are pursuing the Immortal Dao as well. Is it necessary to kill each other like this?â
âHmph. If it werenât for you, why would we fight?â Immortal Brutal Extinction grunted.
Xuan Yuanzi sighed. âThis matter isnât up to us. Weâre acting according to the divination of our elders. In twenty years, a Demonic Tribulation will descend upon us! In preparation for that, weâve reconstructed the Combat Heavenly Palace. The entire cultivation world must unite against the enemy!â
âI think you have hidden motives and want to seize his last land of peace and prosperity!â Immortal Brutal Child said bluntly.
âIf youâre willing to accept cultivators from the outside world, we can call off this war.â
âSince we canât agree, we can only settle it on the battlefield!â
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Immortals were all steadfast. Once they made up their mind, they would not change it easily.
He sighed before giving orders.
âBrutal Army, onward!â Brutal Witchâs harsh voice mobilized the army.
âKill!â
Numerous barbarians roared as they emitted black Qi that condensed into a giant spirit midair.
Dark clouds covered the giant spiritâs lower body while its upper body was a barbarian with sturdy muscles. Its vicious fangs stuck out ferociously as it roared into the sky.
Across them, Immortals transmitted their penetrating voices. Streaks of light shot out, and flying swords lined up closely like fine needles to create an enormous heavenly sword.
âAttack!â
âKill!â
The black giant spirit roared and swung its fist to collide with the tip of the heavenly sword.
Heaven and earth ruptured!
The two large formations collapsed simultaneously, and countless barbarians and cultivators vomited blood.
âChange formation, materializations go!â Brutal Witch issued another order. The five great military divisions split into ten-thousand-man armies.
Roar Roar!
Totem materializations flew upward. Finally, they converged at one spot and turned into an Azure Dragon, Phoenix, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, and Taotie!
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