Chapter 513: Chapter 110: Divine Skills Break the Army!
Xu Dali, although not known for adaptability, had battlefield experience.
His agitation was palpable, realizing that his side was plunging into an abyss of defeat.
The Iron Bucket Formation couldn’t be fully executed. If only relying on the smaller formation inside, it would be difficult to reverse the defeat.
Xu Dali sat on the heavy-armored rhinoceros and bellowed, “Quick, bring me the General Seal!”
Four Foundation Establishment Body Cultivators immediately carried the heavy General Seal over.
Such a crucial military instrument, which consolidated military power, especially when the Battle Formation was activated, was even harder to move, not to mention storing in a Storage Bag.
As they moved the General Seal next to Xu Dali, the four Foundation Establishment Cultivators were red-eyed and thick-necked, drenched in sweat and panting heavily.
Xu Dali reached out with his rough big hand, grabbed the flagpole, and suddenly yelled loudly, activating the Military Art.
Military Art—Consolidate Military Spirit!
All soldiers’ attention, in this instant, focused on the Main General’s Military Flag.
The Military Flag hadn’t fallen yet!
The battle wasn’t over yet.
There was still hope.
Numerous cultivators’ minds raced, generating similar thoughts.
An invisible military power began to accumulate on the Military Flag, which fluttered on its own in a windless environment.
“Fight, fight, fight!” Xu Dali roared.
His personal soldiers and elite soldiers roared along with him.
For a moment, the previously disheartened spirit dramatically lifted.
Not only the Barbarian Demon Camp felt Xu Dali’s fighting spirit, but the surrounding Barbarian Cultivators also changed their expression.
“Xu Dali may not be the brightest, but his tenacity and combat spirit make him a tough nut to crack,” mused the Barbarian Cultivators, showing a trace of respect.
Disdaining weakness, they revered toughness.
“Heh, interesting,” said the Green Vine Medic, simply pointing a finger.
Nascent Soul Level mana suddenly exploded, vast and mighty!
Divine Skills—Vine Hell!
As the Barbarian Demon Camp’s spirit was consolidating and the Main General’s Flag fluttered high, suddenly a green wind arose from nowhere, instantly engulfing the army.
A sinister aura spread, the ground cracked open with numerous fine fissures.
Dark green vines and thorns, like giant pythons and snakes, crazily surged up from the ground!
These thorns and vines grew alarmingly, twisting and extending, ensnaring the bodies of cultivators, and slaying each living being.
Foundation Establishment and Golden Core Cultivators, even with full defenses up, were pierced instantly like paper, blood splattered.
They struggled fiercely, their attacks hitting the vines to no effect.
Within a few breaths, these cultivators perished mercilessly on the spot.
And the thorns and vines had already grown widespread, spreading out like a blanket over the sky.
The thorns’ sharp spikes, like thousands of sharp knife points, reaped numerous lives.
The Barbarian Demon Camp was in utter chaos!
Unlike Gu Ya, Green Vine Medic controlled Divine Skills, truly a Celestial Lord.
Although Tu Ming was also a Nascent Soul true lord, his Formless Poison was only at Spell level, not Divine Skills.
The might of Divine Skills naturally surpassed that of Spells.
The outer Barbarian Demon Army suffered a slaughter, with more than half dead or injured.
Everywhere vines shuttled, forming a terrifying deep green hell.
Green Vine Medic revealed a ferocious smile, under her deliberate control, swathes of vines divided the battlefield into segments, trapping the cultivators of the Barbarian Demon Camp, forming numerous cages.
Cultivators couldn’t break free, as the vines surged out periodically, seizing the unluckiest one, lifting them high.
Then, under everyone’s gaze, this unlucky cultivator was strangled alive. The thorns pierced through his armor and flesh, shrieking in pain, despair, and horror as he died.
This caused the morale of the Barbarian Demon Camp to plummet like an avalanche!
Xu Dali deployed Military Art, but the morale he gathered swiftly diminished and hit rock bottom.
Seeing this, the Deputy General quickly stepped forward and said, “General, the situation is beyond salvageable. We can retreat now.”
Xu Dali responded firmly: “No!”
“I’m the vanguard paving the way, how can retreat be an option?”
“Only a fight to the death, no retreat from a fight to the death!”
With Xu Dali’s stubborn temper surfacing, he stiffened his neck, holding his ground staunchly.
The Deputy General clenched his teeth, sighed internally, showed a determined expression, and did not bring up retreating again, focusing wholeheartedly on the battle.
Defeat of the Barbarian Demon Camp was inevitable.
Yet at the core, the Iron Bucket Formation remained as stable as ever.
Xu Dali’s personal soldiers and elite soldiers stood their ground firmly; no matter how continuously the wolves attacked, they remained unyielding.
Halfway up the mountain.
Cang Vine King looked at Bi Vine Doctor and asked about her condition with concern.
Bi Vine Doctor’s mouth and nose were bleeding, and her breath quickly weakened.
She smiled lightly, saying, “So this is what it feels like to attack national defenses and bear the backlash of a whole nation’s wrath. Hehehe, hahaha.”
Her laughter was hoarse and unpleasant, like crows cackling.
Although the composition of the Barbarian Demon Camp was complex and newly formed, Xu Dali was a general of Liangzhu Country, carrying the General Seal, making this camp a part of Liangzhu Country’s national defense.
Loose cultivators like Bi Vine Doctor, without the support of another nation’s power, would withstand the retaliation when attacking national defenses alone.
At this moment, Bi Vine Doctor, not only slightly injured, also suffered from the pressure of National Power, reducing her battle strength by thirty percent.
She would need some time to rest and recover gradually.
Leaving the borders of Liangzhu Country and entering the territory of another country would reduce the pressure of National Power significantly, thus speeding up her recovery.
For the cultivators of Thousand Peak Forest, their disadvantage lay here — Thousand Peak Forest was part of Liangzhu Country’s territory, and the cultivators did not have another nation’s structure to share the backlash.
On another mountainside.
“With such a big commotion, isn’t the old woman from the Ancient Vine Tribe reluctant to live longer?” High Priest Tu Ming was slightly surprised internally.
He was also a true monarch, possessing Divine Skills, but he acted very cautiously.
After all, once subjected to the suppression of national power, recovery of fighting capacity was slow, and they still had to face the main forces and vanguard of Liangzhu Country’s army.
This battle had only just begun, so naturally, he had to hold back some.
High Priest Tu Ming made up his mind and sent out a secret messenger.
Soon, a Poison Snake emerged from the bushes and approached Bi Vine Doctor, bringing the message from Tu Ming.
Tu Ming: “Xu Dali alone has witnessed the resilience of Liangzhu Country’s cultivators, not to be underestimated. Currently, a significant number of cultivators from the Barbarian Demon Camp are trapped by the vines, which is adverse to the overall situation.”
“I hope Bi Vine Doctor will act according to plan and use these routed soldiers to shock the White Jade Camp.”
Bi Vine Doctor sneered but was unwilling: “Mo Yuan Cave Master indeed has a brilliant mind, managing the Six Cave Sect prosperously and gaining benefits both overtly and covertly. But this old woman has paid such a high price, and now that military achievements are within reach, following his plan means absorbing the loss. Who will compensate for this?”
Tu Ming is a Nascent Soul True Monarch, and so is Bi Vine Doctor.
Tu Ming’s words were rational, but Bi Vine Doctor’s benefits were tangible.
This is the disadvantage of an alliance, unable to unify entirely, everyone more concerned about their own gains.
However, Tu Ming had already predicted this, and through the Poison Snake Messenger, he spoke, “Bi Vine Doctor, did you forget that Lord Long might be watching you from the sky?”
Bi Vine Doctor’s face slightly changed.
She had signed the Divine Decree, committing to give her all.
She was the first in this raiding squad to do so.
The Divine Decree was rigid, aiding in keeping track of military achievements, but only limited to the count of kills.
Therefore, Ginseng Whisker Dragon King had dispatched His temple priest, Lord Long, to personally supervise the battle and keep record of the entire process.
Although Bi Vine Doctor was reluctant, she dared not defy Ginseng Whisker Dragon King’s will, and with a cold snort, she agreed: “I will willingly open the passage, letting these routed soldiers escape this battlefield. But how to guide them to assault the White Jade Camp is not our responsibility.”
The Poison Snake Messenger then conveyed Tu Ming’s laughter: “Rest assured, I will personally take action and send my subordinates to drive them all the way.”
“As for this place…”
“Leave it to the people of the Cangyue Tribe.”