Chapter 101
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Chapter 101: Battlefield Combat
“Boom!” The deafening roar shook the air, as many buildings on Langhuan Street were instantly flattened. The brick-and-tile structures shattered like bubbles, scattering into thumb-sized stones and wooden debris strewn across the ground.
“Quick, disciples, retreat! Move the war chariots forward!”
At the front, the talisman war chariots, shaped like shovels and resembling shoes, spread out to form a circular formation, shielding the disciples behind them.
In an instant, huge figures charged forward. They were roughly the same size as the chariots, and aside from their bizarre blue teeth and green eyes, they looked just like real tigers. One disciple shouted, “Get down! It’s the blue-toothed mechanical tigers from the Flying Kite Sect!”
The talisman war chariots rippled with energy as the blue-toothed mechanical tigers shot beams from their eyes. The two forces paused for a moment, suddenly erupting in brilliant light as all the mechanical tigers exploded, sending chilling waves of energy coursing outwards.
At least five war chariots turned into ice sculptures, the talismans attempting to counteract the freezing, but it required time.
In the blink of an eye, a dozen more towering blue-toothed mechanical tigers leaped forward, aiming to freeze the chariots again, conjuring another icy storm moments later.
Li Hui finally understood what war in the cultivation world truly felt like. It was completely distinct from the battles of the Daling Dynasty, each breath sent shivers down his spine as the slaughter unfolded in unimaginable ways.
“Watch out! The chariots are about to unleash their power.”
The remaining unfrozen chariots surged forth, unleashing crimson waves that instantly ignited the wooden and stone debris on the ground. Even though the pale mist still enveloped them, it retreated five or six paces, causing the incoming blue-toothed mechanical tigers to explode.
“What is that?”
Li Hui, now on the ground, saw many bronze lanterns, topped with spinning paddles, rushing through the air.
“Boom, boom, boom, boom…”
Each time a bronze lantern exploded, it released a mushroom-shaped cloud of light, wreaking havoc on everything nearby. Even lying on the ground, he felt the earth shake as these explosions erupted. Although the chariots worked together to maintain a protective shield, faint rays of light leaked through.
“Ah!” A disciple shrieked, as a single beam of light cut through, leaving their back a bloody mess.
More bronze lanterns exploded in rapid succession, each cloud of light rising, while the defensive capabilities of the chariots dwindled to virtually nothing, unable to protect the disciples anymore.
It was time to test individual capabilities. Li Hui pulled out a stack of four-patterned Golden Bell Talismans and pressed them to the ground. He knew that the silver snake bracelet had just been enhanced and was currently in a boosted state, making the power of this stack of talismans exceedingly significant.
“Dong, dong, dong, dong…” Above him, golden bells materialized, encasing Lian Luosha and Gao Yuhu within its protective range. As for Zhang Tianhua, he was not included, and Li Hui had never spoken to Bai Yulian or Mo Xinghe, so they were not familiar with one another.
“Junior Brother, this is just the beginning. Save some good stuff for later,” Lian Luosha couldn’t help but advise, seeing the immense defensive power revealed by the stack of Golden Bell Talismans.
“Got it!” Li Hui nodded. While other disciples desperately fought against the bronze lanterns, the three of them remained remarkably calm until the two waves of fierce attacks passed, revealing signs of dispersion in the golden bells’ power.
“Damn it, is this ever going to end?” The surrounding disciples cursed vehemently, as more bronze lanterns appeared, although significantly fewer than before. Just as they had managed to fend off this wave, the protective golden bells shielding Li Hui and the others shattered in response.
“Thanks, Junior Brother!” Gao Yuhu clasped his hands in gratitude. He was surprised to see Li Hui transform from a monk into a graceful young man. If it weren’t for the hint from a treasure on his person, he would have barely recognized him. However, the treasure also hinted at a fleeting vitality; the Golden Threshold Thirty-Six Symbols seemed to have undergone a transformation and would not last much longer, which made him regret it silently.
Gao Yuhu didn’t dare to let his thoughts wander; no matter how long he could survive, he needed to get through tonight! Perhaps Junior Brother Li Hui would find a way to extend his life.
“Not good, the mist is changing again and is shrinking inwards.”
“All war chariots, listen up! Charge forward and break the blockade! Hurry, hurry!”
The war chariots rumbled forward, straining against the choking mist. The shaking began at that moment and never ceased, an even greater tremor erupted from the sky. Heatwaves intermittently descended, and a nearby disciple caught fire, barely managing to extinguish the flames while their body was left charred black.
Above, an elder in the Bosa realm fought, the true disciples dueled in the air, while the inner and outer sect disciples clashed on the ground, creating a spectacle that illuminated the area for dozens of miles like daylight.
Linggui City fell victim to the collateral damage, as cultivators fled Langhuan Street with their families. Fortunately, the city was vast, and once they reached a comparatively safer location, many cultivators turned back to watch the battle.
This fierce clash offered no respite from the very beginning—watching from the sidelines felt one way, but being in the battlefield was another entirely.
As the war chariots turned to ashes beneath the scorching fog, they could no longer intercept the enemies. The sound of arrows whistled past, and countless crane beak swords glittered menacingly as they sliced through the air, signaling death was near.
Li Hui quickly channeled talisman light from Lian Luosha and Gao Yuhu, while he had already established his own protective barrier; in the next moment, a cacophony of metal rang out around him.
The four-patterned Golden Bell Talismans surpassed their limits here, and no matter how powerful the crane beak swords were, they could not breach the barrier formed by the golden bells. Zhang Tianhua swayed unsteadily but easily evaded the intense barrage of the crane beak swords, while numerous wooden stumps sprouted around Bai Yulian and Mo Xinghe, creating an advantageous environment to defend against the attacks.
In contrast, the other outer disciples of the Jade Symbol Sect fared poorly, either lacking quick reflexes or lacking powerful spirit talismans for protection. Naturally, resources concentrated in the inner disciples, leaving the outer ones as pathetic cannon fodder.
The ground was peppered with crane beak swords, making anyone who glanced at them feel a chill run down their spine!
Just as the Jade Symbol disciples caught their breath, a voice suddenly cried out, “Make your move!”
Dozens of figures flashed forward, appearing seemingly from nowhere. By the time Li Hui and Lian Luosha noticed, one person had already arrived beside them, casually grabbing the dozens of crane beak swords stuck in the ground, so many it was hard to count. The sword handles faced inward, and the tips pointed outward, gathering into a ball like a battering ram aimed at the two.
Li Hui reacted swiftly, his hands moving like butterflies, with a Golden Bell Talisman in his left hand and a Golden Sword Talisman in his right, simultaneously focusing on both defense and offense.
“Dong, dong, dong…” Enhanced by the silver snake bracelet, the golden bells remained unbroken, while the sword light surged forth, forcing the enemy to retreat with each strike.
“Clang, clang, clang!”
In the blink of an eye, the crane beak swords clashed with the Golden Sword Talismans. The assailant materialized spiritual energy, revealing massive fangs behind him. Li Hui and Lian Luosha felt a chill as they realized the enemy was at the Concentrating Spirit stage, and judging by the refinement of the fangs, he was clearly mid-Gather Spirit.
“Hmph, just relying on talismans, weaklings,” the man with fangs sneered disdainfully, yet the arm hidden behind his back trembled. It was the first time he had encountered such a powerful Golden Sword Talismans; during their clash, he had shattered five crane beak swords, and the recoil nearly caused him to spit blood.
