Chapter 714

Chapter 714: War of the Immortal City (Part 1)

I must find a way to escape!

Countless thoughts raced through Wang Chen’s mind, each one aimed at freeing himself from his current predicament.

Neither in his past life nor this one was Wang Chen the type to blame fate when faced with difficulties.

At the same time, he would not act recklessly!

Currently trapped on the flying ship, there was no chance for him to escape.

But once the Yishan Sect officially launched their attack on Yongle Immortal City, he could no longer remain here.

The battlefield was Wang Chen’s only chance to break free!

The problem was that the black wooden hairpin stuck in his head was extremely sinister; he did not want to test just how strong the restrictions of the Yishan Sect truly were.

Unless he resolved this fundamental issue, everything else was meaningless.

The dark light that appeared in his Sea of Consciousness filled Wang Chen with dread.

Unless…

With a shift in his mindset, the Ancient Stone Tablet that had remained steady in his Sea of Consciousness trembled suddenly.

But the next moment, Wang Chen instinctively suppressed the unusual movement of the Ancient Stone Tablet.

Now was not the right time!

He calmed his mind, clearing out all distracting thoughts, and quietly focused his energy to cleanse his spirit.

As time passed, more and more cultivators were brought into the room.

Everyone was forced to squeeze together, and the previously oppressive atmosphere turned tense and uneasy.

If it weren’t for everyone’s powers being suppressed and their Sea of Consciousness being restricted, there might have been outbursts from those with a violent temper long ago.

Fortunately, once the number of cultivators in the room reached its limit, the Yishan Sect’s cultivators stopped bringing in more people.

Even so, Wang Chen could no longer accumulate energy in peace.

He had to confront a group of strangers.

They exchanged glances, looking at each other in silence, suddenly sharing a feeling of being fellow sufferers in this dire situation.

What on earth was happening!

One female cultivator, her will not strong enough, began to sob softly and then cried louder and louder.

Her crying inevitably affected the other cultivators around her.

Some instinctively clenched their fists, revealing expressions of anger and unwillingness.

Others turned pale as death, resigned to their fate.

“Ah!”

The weeping female cultivator suddenly let out a blood-curdling scream, clutching her head and rolling on the ground, crying out, “Please spare me, I know I was wrong, I won’t dare again…”

It was evident that the Yishan Sect’s guards had activated the restrictions, causing her immense pain.

The female cultivator wailed on the ground for the better part of a tea-time, finally collapsing in a limp heap, drenched in sweat as if pulled from water, her face as pale as paper without a hint of color.

Anyone who saw her like this couldn’t help but feel a pang of empathy!

The Yishan Sect’s cultivators had indeed scared a group of cultivators into silence; they all seemed as timid as quails.

After another hour or two, the flying ship suddenly shook, as if it had collided with something, producing a dull thud.

Many caught off guard fell to the ground, looking quite disheveled.

However, there was no time for them to gather themselves, as the captured cultivators, including Wang Chen, were herded out of the room and off the flying ship.

Before Wang Chen’s eyes lay a vast, boundless wasteland, much of the grassland destroyed and leveled, revealing yellow-brown soil.

The Yishan Sect’s base was set up right here!

As far as the eye could see, there were wooden houses, stone buildings, and tents, with countless cultivators coming and going.

Wang Chen and the others were first brought into a large tent and then separated into different groups based on their identity, gender, and cultivation level.

Being young and at a "higher level" in the Purple Palace, Wang Chen was assigned to a forward squad.

To his surprise, he was given a set of standard equipment and a batch of supplies.

The gear mainly consisted of protective armor, such as battle gear, helmets, chest plates, arm guards, and leg guards, which could offer substantial protection in critical moments.

But Wang Chen didn’t think such a set of equipment suited for Qi Training could actually harm the boasting warriors in real combat!

From his perspective, this set of magical armor was made with poor craftsmanship; though it looked beautiful on the outside, it was largely for show and at most could distinguish friend from foe.

As for the elixirs and talismans among the supplies, they were even more mediocre.

They fittingly matched their status as cannon fodder.

Wang Chen could not have imagined that, in the days to come, his area would become the Yishan Sect’s base for the assault on Yongle Immortal City.

Then he, along with other cultivators, received guidance and training from a General of the Yishan Sect.

Life quickly became “fulfilling.”

The General was among the best battle cultivators, and anyone who held this position was adept at commanding battles.

The Yishan Sect needed cannon fodder, but surely did not want someone whose own abilities were lacking and liked to drag their teammates down; this General taught them the most basic tactics of battle arrays.

After a rigorous training session, Wang Chen made a small step forward in his cultivation level.

Since Wang Chen always wore the Thousand Transformations, no one noticed anything unusual about him.

This continued for more than half a month, and Wang Chen’s team was officially incorporated into the forward squad.

Wang Chen knew full well that war was about to begin.

He looked forward to this day.

Woo~

In the early morning, the dewdrops from last night still clung to the grass blades, and the booming sound of horns echoed throughout the camp, urging everyone to gather.

Wang Chen immediately woke from the “dormitory” and hurried to the training ground.

At the training ground, over a thousand cultivators had already gathered!

Soon, a Golden Core true master appeared on the altar, not wasting any breath and directly declared the war against Yongle Immortal City officially underway.

Following this, one flying ship after another soared into the sky, heading toward Yongle Immortal City.

Wang Chen was on one of the assault ships.

The assault ship was the smallest type of flying ship, shaped like a jujube kernel, capable of high speed, with its pointed end enhanced by special runes to destroy the defensive formations of Yongle Immortal City.

Wang Chen and forty-nine other cultivators huddled inside, packed in like sardines.

Thankfully, no one was weak, and they quietly endured the discomfort.

Cannon fodder had no qualifications to bargain!

After a period of flying, the flying ship came to a stop.

The next moment, a light mirror appeared in the crowded cabin, projecting the scenes outside.

Wang Chen immediately spotted Yongle Immortal City, which occupied the center of the image!

Had they circled back?

Wang Chen had no words for this outcome; he could only blame his unfortunate fate.

In fact, Yongle Immortal City was not in much better shape, as it had activated its defensive formations.

Like facing a formidable enemy!

Wang Chen focused his attention on the other flying ships.

Woo~