Chapter 642: Chapter 188: Red Sleeve Moving Mountain
The iron torrent shocks the heavens and earth, like a savage giant python, plunging headfirst into the Thousand Peak Forest.
Boom, boom, boom…
Mountain after mountain collapses under the iron torrent, one after another.
Each collapse creates a tremendous roar, yet the scattering rocks and rolling thick smoke have not had a chance to spread before being ruthlessly crushed by the ongoing iron flow!
The scene profoundly astonishes all the Nascent Soul Cultivators who are watching the battlefield from a distance.
“Iron Stream Flat Country, the name of this military art is so fitting, truly living up to its name,” Shanyuezi sincerely exclaims.
Standing by his side is his Dao companion, Fu Yunzi.
Fu Yunzi nods slightly, also sighing: “Du Tiechuan, truly one of our country’s top generals.”
These two Nascent Soul Cultivators are renowned Loose Cultivators of Liangzhu Country, with exceptional combat abilities. Before Liangzhu Country deployed its troops, they were secretly recruited by the military with a hefty sum. Recently, when the Three Generals Camp, Golden Halberd Army, Red Flower Camp, and Barbarian Demon Camp launched their advance into the Thousand Peak Forest, they were escorted and protected along the way.
On another mountain peak, a beautiful Female Cultivator also gazes at the swiftly departing iron torrent.
She is dressed in a plain white brocade robe, her waist cinched with a silver chain and a delicate Jade Bottle hanging from it, her feet in a pair of azure embroidered shoes.
With delicate features and hair as dark as ink, she is none other than Shen Qinghe.
“I hope Du Tiechuan can achieve great success in one fell swoop, dispersing the allies in the Thousand Peak Forest. That way, I can penetrate deep into the Thousand Peak Forest to eradicate all the Poison Cultivators.”
On a mountain peak on the southeast side of the iron torrent, Zhu Xuanji and Lin Bufan stand side by side.
Zhu Xuanji remains silent and profound.
Lin Bufan, feeling somewhat helpless, tentatively says, “Divine Hunter Zhu, our identities are both quite sensitive, we really can’t show ourselves recklessly.”
Zhu Xuanji, without turning his head, speaks indifferently, “Setting aside my identity, I am merely at the Golden Core Level. Neighboring countries are stirring up a huge war; I came to watch the excitement, there’s nothing wrong with that.”
Lin Bufan widens his eyes slightly: “But I’m at the Nascent Soul Level.”
At the Nascent Soul Level, every action has widespread influence. After all, such individuals possess formidable strength and could easily overturn a regional power if they wished.
Therefore, if Lin Bufan rashly appears and intervenes in the battle, it would be a serious breach of rules and would lead to him being pursued by both the Righteous Path of Liangzhu Country and even national powers.
Although Lin Bufan’s Ten Thousand Medicine Sect holds considerable power, facing Liangzhu Country or the multiple forces of Righteous Path within the country, they are still relatively weak.
Thus, Lin Bufan harbors significant reservations.
“Perhaps, I shouldn’t have delivered those goods to Ning Zhuo.”
Lin Bufan is already regretting his decision.
He originally wanted to leave quickly, but before he could even cross the border, he was caught right in the act by Zhu Xuanji.
Zhu Xuanji invited him to watch the battle together.
What could Lin Bufan do?
Because of the Luminous Mirror, he and his Ten Thousand Medicine Sect are deeply bound with the Ning Family and Zhu Family, forming a solid alliance of interests.
So, Lin Bufan, bearing the bitterness in his heart, agreed to Zhu Xuanji.
Lin Bufan feels very uneasy.
Given his talent, it’s easy for him to guess that Zhu Xuanji secretly sneaking into another country definitely means more than just coming to watch the spectacle.
“I hope Zhu Xuanji doesn’t take big actions, lest it drag me and the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect into trouble.”
As someone of the Righteous Path, Lin Bufan naturally has many concerns.
In comparison, some Demon Path cultivators don’t have as many concerns.
Since the news of the battle in the Thousand Peak Forest had already spread, among the spectators of this war, there were not a few evil Demon Cultivators, and it included many Nascent Soul Level cultivators.
Mulu Town.
Xu Dali shouts loudly, “Keep up, keep up with the main army!”
His Barbarian Demon Camp suffered heavy losses in an ambush battle, and lost heavily again while advancing into the Thousand Peak Forest. Although he has enlisted new soldiers, their scale is only half of what it was at its peak, and their training is severely lacking.
Typically, Demon Cultivators and Barbarian Cultivators have inherently superior physical qualities compared to Human Cultivators.
But the five-round challenge of the Parade Platform increased in difficulty each time and by large margins. This led to the Barbarian Demon Camp being ruthlessly eliminated in the third round.
Afterward, Du Tiechuan’s Deputy General threw out the Iron Skin Armor Technique, along with Heavy Armor, and a large amount of Elixir Pills, Talismans, and other cultivation resources.
With empty pockets, Xu Dali could only watch longingly.
In the end, he and his Barbarian Demon Camp could only follow as the rearguard, rushing to the battlefield alongside the main force.
Military Art—Speed is of the essence in warfare.
Xu Dali waves the command flag, activating the military art three times in rapid succession, pushing himself to his limit.
The marching speed of the Barbarian Demon Camp reaches an all-time high.
The speed of the Heavy Armor Main Army begins inconspicuously, but gets faster and faster, reaching an absurd level, causing the Barbarian Demon Camp and Xu Dali to only look on in despair.
He has already exerted his utmost effort, but still can only watch as the Heavy Armor Main Army moves far away from him, quickly disappearing from sight.
Xu Dali is not alone in this.
Others who share his plight include seven or eight other army units.
According to Du Tiechuan’s military order, these armies will also coordinate attacks, following the route carved out by the main force, launching assaults.
It can be imagined that this will be a bloody path of slaughter.
Ning Zhuo is situated within the Heavy Armor Main Army, supported by, no, more accurately, carrying the military art Iron Stream Flat Country.
The entire main army feels like a flood that has burst through the dam, flowing down from above, gathering speed with gravity and becoming impossible to stop!
Ning Zhuo feels like a drop of spray within these massive waters, carried forward by an incomparable terrifying force.
This vast power fills his heart with awe.