128: Another Zhanlu sword?

At this moment, the imperial city of the Du Pang Dynasty was already in a state of extreme tension.

On the city walls, countless soldiers were continuously transporting Spirit Stones to the Formation grooves. These Spirit Stones were at least Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, and there were quite a few High-Grade Spirit Stones as well. Top-Grade Spirit Stones were too rare and were not piled up here. The pale blue protective barrier of spiritual energy shimmered with a lustrous sheen under the sunlight.

“Not good, a large number of figures have appeared north of the city, suspected to be Demonic Path Cultivators!”

“There are also large numbers of figures at the other city gates. Your Majesty, how should we handle this?” The general responsible for the defense of the city wall knelt before Meng Jingyi and asked nervously.

“What is there to fear! In this battle, we have the Formation left behind by our ancestors, several Nascent Soul Ancestors guarding us, and the assistance of the Flowing Cloud Sect! We will surely win this battle! Pass down the order: no one is allowed to leave their post without authorization. Offenders will be executed!” Although Meng Jingyi was young, he possessed a certain royal bearing. His composure quickly spread, and the hearts of all the soldiers settled.

Yang Kai was also standing on the city wall at this time, his gaze fixed on the distant army of Demonic Path Cultivators. He could see that the Demonic Path Cultivators were divided into several routes, like a black torrent, approaching the imperial city.

“Kill!” The soldiers on the city wall launched their attack. The ignited arrows shot towards the Demonic Path Cultivators like meteors. The Demonic Path Cultivators successively channeled their Devilish Qi to resist, but many low-level Demonic Path Cultivators were still hit by the fire arrows. This fire was not ordinary; it instantly ignited upon contact with Devilish Qi, and the Demonic Path Cultivators entangled by these flames let out shrill screams.

However, the number of Demonic Path Cultivators was simply too high. Now that they were prepared, these fire arrows could not easily achieve results. Nearly a thousand Demonic Path Cultivators rushed towards the city wall like a tide. Some stepped on Devilish Qi to soar into the air, some used demonic artifacts to bombard the Formation, and others drove demonic pets to crash into the city gate. Under the attacks of the Demonic Path Cultivators, the spiritual energy barrier of the Formation vibrated more and more violently, and the pale blue light gradually became dim.

“Spirit Stones! Hurry up and add Spirit Stones!” A Nascent Soul Ancestor shouted loudly; he could feel that the spiritual energy of the Formation was being consumed rapidly.

The Cultivators inside the city wall immediately accelerated the speed of transporting Spirit Stones, and bags of Mid-Grade and High-Grade Spirit Stones were poured into the Formation grooves.

Yang Kai's heart tightened. He lowered his head and glanced at the Spirit Stone reserves inside the city wall, only to see that the originally mountain-like pile of Spirit Stones had already been reduced by a layer. “This won't do! At this rate of consumption, the Spirit Stones will be exhausted in at most half an hour, and then the Formation will collapse!”

Zi Ning also noticed the severity of the problem. She said to the several Nascent Soul Ancestors: “Old Ancestors, we cannot continue to defend passively! There are too many Demonic Path Cultivators. If we let them keep attacking the Formation, the Spirit Stones will eventually be exhausted. Why don't we send out a portion of Cultivators to take the initiative and attack, killing a portion of the Demonic Path Cultivators to reduce the pressure on the Formation!”

A white-haired Old Ancestor nodded: “Young Lady Zi Ning is right! Pass on my order: select five hundred elite Cultivators to kill their way out of the city!”

Soon, five hundred Cultivators wearing silver armor had assembled. They were all elites of the Du Pang Dynasty, and the lowest among them were at the Qi Refining Middle Stage, with no shortage of Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators. As the white-haired Old Ancestor gave the order, they charged towards the Demonic Path Cultivator army.

The five hundred Cultivators launched their attack, continuously slaughtering the Demonic Path Cultivators. Seeing this, the morale of the soldiers on the city wall was greatly boosted, and they shot fire arrows even more densely.

The Demonic Path Cultivator army fell into chaos, and many Demonic Path Cultivators began to retreat. Seeing this, Blood Sect Elder Tu Tian roared angrily: “Trash! A bunch of trash! Kill your way back for me!” He held the blood cauldron in his hand high, and blood-colored mist surged from the cauldron, enveloping the Blood Sect Disciples. Feeling the bloody scent, crazy red light flashed in the eyes of the Blood Sect Disciples as they rushed towards the Cultivators again.

Just at this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the direction of the West Gate. Yang Kai and Zi Ning turned their heads to look, only to see a huge beam of white light shooting into the sky, containing thick Death Qi—the Bone Sect Elder Wu Chang's Bone Puppet army had begun to attack the West Gate!

“Not good! Something has happened at the West Gate!” A Nascent Soul Ancestor shouted loudly. He ordered the Cultivators on the city wall, “Quick! Mobilize two hundred Cultivators to support the West Gate!”

At this moment, manpower in the city was already stretched thin. Even with the foundation of the Du Pang Dynasty, there were not that many Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators, and ordinary soldiers had no room to fight back against the Bone Puppet army. Several Core Formation Stage Cultivators immediately took action, but they could not withstand the impact of such an army that did not fear death, and they were forced to retreat step by step. With no other choice, several Nascent Soul Ancestors in the city had to take action, and only then was the situation greatly alleviated.

Just at this moment, after seeing the Nascent Soul Cultivators in the city take action, a group of Demonic Path giants bombarded the Formation together from different directions. The spiritual energy barrier of the Formation vibrated more and more violently, and the pale blue light had become very dim, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Yang Kai looked at the Spirit Stone reserves inside the city wall, his heart sinking: “Not good, there are so many experts of the Demonic Path! The Formation is not going to hold!”

Now was not the time to hide his resources. In such a situation, if the Formation was broken, these Nascent Soul Ancestors had methods of teleportation and could save their lives, but he would definitely not be able to hold on until the reinforcements from the Flowing Cloud Sect arrived. He had to painfully take out a Top-Grade Spirit Stone and stuff it into one of the grooves. The situation, which was about to be annihilated due to insufficient spiritual energy supply, was immediately reversed!

“Damn it, I'll settle this account with the Du Pang Dynasty sooner or later. This isn't just one Top-Grade Spirit Stone, it's ten!” Yang Kai's heart was bleeding. Although one Top-Grade Spirit Stone stabilized the Formation, it was not a long-term solution.

“This is because the Formation has no one leading it. If the Formation had someone leading it, the power of the Formation could be exerted ten or a hundred times more. However, if the Formation is broken, the one leading it will bear the brunt. Obviously, these Nascent Soul Ancestors are not willing to sacrifice their lives for others.” After various experiences, Yang Kai could still remain calm at this moment. He had seen through the situation but was powerless to do anything. With a Formation of this scale, even if he wanted to be the leader, he was not qualified.

The Ink-Faced Old Monster looked at the situation before him, his brows locked in a frown: “Elder Chen, this is not a solution! The imperial city of the Du Pang Dynasty is supported by a Formation; we cannot break it in a short time! That old ghost Xuanqing will be back soon too. If we wait for him to arrive with reinforcements, we will be in trouble!”

The Mountain-Splitting Lord also said: “That's right! We have been attacking for an hour; dragging it out any longer will be disadvantageous to us! Why don't we retreat and look for another opportunity later!”

Chen Liufeng's expression was gloomy. He glanced at the sky and inwardly cursed these Demonic Path Cultivators for not putting in any effort. He said aloud: “Retreat? No! We have already paid such a high price; if we retreat now, the previous efforts will be in vain! Moreover, our plan will also fail completely!”

He paused, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes: “Watch me destroy this Formation!”

Just as he finished speaking, Chen Liufeng suddenly raised his hand, and an ancient-looking long sword appeared in his hand. The long sword was entirely silvery-white, with complex patterns carved on the sword body, emitting thick spiritual energy fluctuations. The whole person also flew above the Formation, clearly visible to both the enemy and his own side.

Yang Kai did not think much when he saw this person, but when he saw the sword in his hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart twitched violently—this sword was exactly the same as the zhanlu sword Elder Qiu had given him!