Chapter 445: Grandfather Long vs. White Jade Camp
The entirety of White Jade Camp was wailing in misery.
Grandfather Long unleashed an overwhelmingly powerful offensive stance. With his first move, he directly shattered the battle formation’s manifestation.
Because this was a Dynamic Formation, every cultivator was part of the formation. Thus, when the manifestation broke, all members participating in the formation suffered a backlash.
Grandfather Long stood like a mountain, glanced proudly around, then lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, calmly commenting, “Lack of training. The manifestation is merely a façade.”
“Whatever else you’ve got, bring it out. Let me take a look.”
This arrogant posture didn’t suppress the morale of the White Jade Camp cultivators—on the contrary, it enraged them.
“Heh! This old geezer sure is cocky.”
“Brothers, let’s take him down together!”
“Mere Nascent Soul-level, dares to step into our formation? Courting death!!”
Before the commanding general, General Shuangjing, could even issue an order, his deputy generals swarmed forth, launching a joint assault against Grandfather Long.
There were seven deputy generals in total, all at Golden Core level.
General Shuangjing stayed farther back, riding his mount and shouting, “Change formation! Change formation!!”
Holding the Command Seal in his hand, he used his spiritual sense to transmit the upcoming formation changes swiftly across the entire army.
Yet most of the soldiers in White Jade Camp had not yet recovered. Many were still screaming, groaning, writhing in agony. Some even fainted on the spot.
Seeing this, General Shuangjing immediately pulled out a stack of command tokens from his robe.
These tokens were instruments of military formation arts—red plates with golden characters, exuding imposing presence. The upper end of the tokens was triangular, narrowing downward, resembling a thick and robust sword.
General Shuangjing tossed these tokens one after another, while continuously shouting:
“Military emergency—form up immediately!”
“Military emergency—form up immediately!”
“Military emergency—form up immediately!”
In the next moment, the soldiers who had just collapsed were lifted up by an invisible force and forcibly dragged to their respective positions within the battle formation.
Some could barely walk on their own, others were dragged outright.
Some of the unluckier ones cried out, “Don’t drag me, don’t drag me—ahhh! I’m going to do a split!”
Through this forced formation, General Shuangjing swiftly assembled a second battle formation—Seven Stars Convergence Formation.
As the formation slowly activated, starlight burst forth like thousands of fireflies dancing in the air. These lights converged above the heads of the seven Golden Core deputy generals, forming seven pillars of light that poured into their bodies.
The deputy generals howled, their bodies visibly growing two or three inches taller. Their auras surged, spiritual power exploded, and their combat strength instantly multiplied several times!
“This is it—I’m insanely powerful!!” one of the Golden Core deputy generals roared and charged first at Grandfather Long.
Grandfather Long sidestepped, evading the incoming blow. Then his giant palm pushed out, landing squarely on the deputy general’s ribs.
Aoooo!
A dragon’s roar resounded once again.
The Golden Core deputy general flew off like a kicked ball, landing far away.
He nearly crashed into his comrades—fortunately, General Shuangjing reacted in time and used his authority as commanding general to evacuate the surrounding cultivators.
The deputy general spat out a mouthful of blood, sat cross-legged at once, and began emergency healing.
His ribcage had been shattered and pierced through his lung, forcing him to withdraw from battle.
The Dragon Roar Palm continued to strike. With every wave of Grandfather Long’s hand, a dragon’s roar accompanied the blow.
Roars echoed one after another, and the Golden Core deputy generals were blasted away like sandbags, smashing into the ground.
Yet they all quickly got up again, spitting blood or broken teeth, and threw themselves back into the fight.
Though their armors and equipment were standard-issue like everyone else's, they were still exquisitely crafted and of excellent quality.
Even though their cultivation arts varied, the unified equipment let the formation’s power shine fully. Not to mention the boosts from national might and military force. It was precisely because of this that they could exchange a few direct blows with someone as terrifying as Grandfather Long at Nascent Soul level.
Grandfather Long was experienced—this wasn’t his first time breaching a battle formation in his long life.
But this time, he could clearly feel that White Jade Camp’s formation had strong endurance and toughness. Though the seven Golden Core deputy generals were no match for him one-on-one, they kept bouncing back after being knocked away—like balls rebounding off a wall—annoying him to no end.
Fury exploded within Grandfather Long. Suddenly, he shifted his assault strategy.
Divine Gift Technique—Withered Wood Meets Spring!
Martial Art—Withered Dragon Claw!
Combining divine technique and martial art, Grandfather Long changed from palm to claw, and grabbed one of the Golden Core deputy generals in an instant.
His five fingers were exceptionally sharp, piercing through the deputy general’s arm, embedding into the muscle, reaching the bone.
The Golden Core deputy general groaned and fought back frantically.
“Let go of him!!!”
The others rushed in from all directions, launching a fierce assault.
Grandfather Long didn’t dodge or evade, chest thrust forward proudly.
Divine Gift Technique—Divine Dragon Body!
In a flash, his entire body shimmered with light, forming a semi-transparent armor of dragon scales that covered him from head to toe.
The Golden Core deputy generals’ attacks struck this armor and only made the dragon scales ring with crisp clangs—unable to harm Grandfather Long’s true body.
But the captured deputy general began to scream in agony.
His voice was piercingly shrill. His body shriveled rapidly, transforming from a brawny warrior into a sickly figure—cheekbones protruding, eye sockets sunken, life force draining fast. Within a few breaths, his jet-black hair turned snow-white.
“He’s draining his life force!”
“What a vicious method!”
“What do we do?!”
“Leave it to me!!”
One Golden Core deputy general acted decisively, swung his treasured blade, and slashed hard.
The blade flash was sharp beyond compare—severing the screaming deputy general’s arm completely.
He regained his freedom and staggered back frantically.
The other deputy generals coordinated perfectly, surrounding and attacking to cover his retreat.
Grandfather Long sneered, and the arm in his hand was instantly drained into a dried husk, tossed aside like trash.
“In such a rush?”
“All of your life force will be my nourishment!”
The Golden Core deputy generals fell into a bitter struggle.
Though they were only at Golden Core stage, in theory, the support of the battle formation should’ve allowed them to hold their own and entangle a Nascent Soul-level enemy.
But Grandfather Long was a peak Nascent Soul cultivator—and with the terrifying empowerment of the Dragon King’s divine power, his overall strength had already surpassed the Nascent Soul level. Calling him quasi–Soul Formation wouldn’t be an exaggeration!
“This old man is truly formidable. Only if I personally take the field can we hope to handle him,” General Shuangjing observed the battlefield with sharp insight.
He was a disciple of a high noble clan—not a coward.
Though fear gripped his heart when facing such a formidable enemy, it was overshadowed by a surging fighting spirit—just imagine the military merits if he brought down Grandfather Long!
“With these merits, when I return to the royal capital, I’ll surely be ennobled.”
“If I win this battle, even if I later retire citing heavy injuries, no one will be able to fault me.”
The more he thought, the more excited he became. He took out a pill bottle from his robe.
Removing the stopper, he swallowed a Nascent Soul-grade pill.
Whoosh—
His aura instantly surged by thirty percent.
Then he opened another bottle and poured the medicinal powder into his mouth.
Whoosh!!
His aura swelled again—another thirty percent.