Chapter 720: Chapter 225: Melee
It’s chaos, utter chaos.
The previous order of combat was completely lost at this moment, and the entire battlefield fell into disarray.
As the Mechanical Princess Shuang Ling intercepted Xiang Yue’s charge with all her might, many Nascent Soul cultivators were thus freed, leading the charge to attack the camp walls.
The Blood Shadow Cave Master rejoined the fray, with a wave of his hand, releasing hundreds of crimson streaks.
The streaks pierced through the electric web, remaining half intact, striking the walls, causing blood to seep into the bricks, leading to a rapid collapse.
Zhao Xi shouted decisively, throwing out a soldier token, releasing Iron Wall Daoist Soldiers, enhanced by military power, temporarily suppressing the demon blood.
The Poison Scorpion Cave Master let out a coquettish laugh, her silk veil fluttering, and the poisonous stinger on her rear stabbed forward dozens of times.
Each forward stab condensed into a shadow of a purple glowing tail hook, flying through the air, piercing the walls. Three watchtowers on the walls exploded with a bang, purple poison mist spreading quickly, turning the bricks to flying ash before they even landed.
“Demoness, face your death!” The troops under this section of the wall were from the Red Flower Camp.
As the main general, Mu Lan certainly would not sit idly by, immediately drawing her bow like a crescent moon and aiming at the Poison Scorpion Cave Master.
Mu Lan’s divine skill, the Red Heart Arrow, was of unparalleled power, long known and remembered by both friend and foe.
Therefore, upon seeing Mu Lan raise her bow and arrow to shoot her, the Poison Scorpion Cave Master let out a sharp scream and fled swiftly, like a startled bird, not daring to linger for a moment.
Mu Lan’s divine skill had previously severely injured Lord Long, killed Di Lu, and defeated the Ancient God Cang Yue, earning a fearsome reputation.
Although the Mechanical Palace Master Shuang Ling had also defeated many Nascent Soul cultivators, she had failed to root out the problem, allowing the Nascent Souls of people like Bi Tengyi to escape.
From this perspective, despite only being at Golden Core level, Mu Lan was regarded as even more terrifying than Shuang Ling in the eyes of the enemy!
Mu Lan let out a cold laugh and then put away her bow in the next moment.
Military Art—Bluffing!
This military art could consume military power and make the cultivator’s momentum changeable. Thus, Mu Lan feigned using the divine skill Red Heart Arrow, deceiving the Poison Scorpion Cave Master.
With this trick, she frightened a strong enemy at minimal cost.
Deceived but not angered, the Poison Scorpion Cave Master instead covered her mouth and let out a coquettish laugh.
But the other soldiers from the Thousand Peak Forest felt a collective tightness in their chests.
Having revealed this method, Mu Lan would have to be careful every time she used the divine skill Red Heart Arrow from now on.
Because they could hardly tell the real from the fake, no matter if it was real or a bluff, they would have to be fully prepared to counter it!
Just in case?
The howling of wolves rose loudly.
Gu Ya pointed his Wolf Fang Club forward, and countless wolf packs surged forward like a tide, harshly assaulting the walls.
Bihai Soldier Tide Array!
Array cultivators from the Liangzhu Country camp immediately activated the formation, one of the three major city defense arrays.
In an instant, azure waves surged up from the surface of the walls, sweeping away all enemies.
The wolf packs were drowned in the azure waves, with more than half decimated on the spot.
The azure waves quickly transformed the battlefield, turning the rocky ground into a shallow water swamp.
Gu Ya cast spells, supporting the remaining wolves in continuing to attack the walls.
But in the next moment, a large number of soldiers rose from the greenish water.
These Daoist Soldiers formed from green water attacked any nearby enemy with full force, continuously attacking.
Obviously, they had no intelligence, nor did they form any battle formation, just relentlessly attacking.
Gu Ya sighed in his heart, having no choice but to command the wolf packs to fight these Bihai Daoist Soldiers.
Li Jiujiu laughed grotesquely, putting away the Corrosive Immortal Poison Vat, releasing a large swarm of Golden Silkworm Gu.
The swarm gathered into a ball, flashing with dark golden luster, directly piercing through a large section of the wall, gnawing it into a honeycomb.
Zhao Xi raised the staff in his hand high, the patterns on his official robe brightened suddenly: “By the King’s order, all evils be gone!”
National Skill—National Power!
Zhao Xi, being an imperial envoy, was endowed with national power, making him immensely formidable, far beyond what Golden Core cultivation could represent.
The national power swept across, annihilating the Golden Silkworm Gu swarm.
Snap, crackle, pop.
In an instant, a large number of Gu insects either self-destructed under the national power or fell to the ground, suppressed tightly.
Zhao Xi, having eliminated most of the Gu swarm, still looked energetic and spirited.
The national skill consumed national power, and Zhao Xi’s own mana reserve had not diminished in the slightest.
Li Jiujiu turned pale, his vengeful gaze fixed firmly on Zhao Xi.
The latter stood tall and unyielding, fearlessly staring back at Li Jiujiu across the vast chaotic battlefield.
Suddenly, Zhao Xi bent over and vomited profusely.
From his mouth spewed a mass of centipedes and maggots.
Li Jiujiu chuckled sinisterly: “I have never seen anyone staring back at me for so long.”
The surrounding cultivators immediately came to support and treat Zhao Xi.
Zhao Xi’s face turned pale as he vomited, his mind troubled: “What on earth is this method? How did I get hit?”
Compared to Mu Lan’s bluffing military art, Li Jiujiu’s method was undetectable, without any trace.
Bai Ling flapped his wings, flying higher into the sky, and as he swept over the battlefield, he scattered his feathers, each of which was as sharp as a knife.
A storm of silvery white blades descended, shredding the military flags on the city walls into tattered pieces.
“Waaa.” Jia Wan held a cast iron pot, scurrying like a frightened rat under the rain of blades.
Ding Pi took out a cooking knife and swung it, creating a flurry of snow light.
The snow light reflected on the white feathers, slicing them into countless fragments.
“Disciple, fire up the hot pot!” Ding Pi ordered softly.
Jia Wan complied immediately, cheering: “Alright, it’s time to eat again!”
This battlefield spirit chef began cooking.
Though the Nascent Souls from the Thousand Peak Forest launched a terrible offensive, under Zhao Xi’s leadership, the Nascent Soul cultivators from Liangzhu Country also actively defended.