Chapter 735: Great Battle of Breaking the Formation (Part 1)

"Guessing blindly here is useless. According to that person's cultivation, they should have had a seven or eight out of ten chance of success if they caught them off guard. But we cannot fail to consider the worst-case scenario. It is possible they have already failed and been destroyed or captured, and this is just a trap." The green-clad woman said coldly, her mouth curling up. Net

"Then what does Master Le mean..." Ku Yao became a bit confused.

"Regardless of whether it is a trap or not, we are here to break the formation anyway. Let's just act according to the original plan. If we lose some manpower to probe the truth inside, it is worth it. What we can least afford now is time. According to newly received news, the reinforcements from other forces in Tiannan will only be able to gather and reinforce the Nine Nations Alliance in two or three months. We must clear the main force of cultivators all the way to Dantian City within a month to seize the initiative. If we let the reinforcements and the Nine Nations Alliance cultivators unite, even if we can still defeat them, we will suffer heavy losses." The woman said unhurriedly.

"Then everything will be as Master Le says." The tall, thin spellcaster hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

As for Ku Yao, he cared even less about the lives of the low-tier spellcasters, so he naturally had no objections.

Seeing this, the green-clad woman nodded, and after her red lips moved a few times, she transmitted a message to someone.

Immediately, nearly a hundred spellcasters with the same attire rushed out from the spellcaster army, and under the leadership of a Core Formation spellcaster, they slowly approached the mountaintop of Huanglong Peak.

These hundred or so spellcasters transformed into black dots and gradually stepped into the area where the mist sea had originally been, without anything unusual happening.

Thus, these people each held magic tools and began to fly toward the mountaintop boldly.

The journey was unobstructed. Seeing these hundred spellcasters arrive at the mountaintop easily without anything happening, the tall, thin spellcaster breathed a sigh of relief and said to the green-clad woman with a look of joy:

"It seems this place has really been abandoned by them. Let's let the others go in and search as well. They left in such a hurry, they must have left quite a few things behind."

"Don't be in such a hurry, let's wait and see." The woman didn't even lift her eyelids, saying coldly.

The tall, thin spellcaster was startled and didn't continue to speak.

At this time, the hundred or so spellcasters had already searched through one-third of the mountaintop, finding spirit stones, materials, and other good things from time to time. These spellcasters were all beaming with joy, unceremoniously taking these things as their own and stuffing them into their storage pouches.

The spellcaster army was originally composed of various large and small Mu Lan tribes. The spoils obtained in the great battle, except for public items obtained from warehouses or mines, naturally belonged to the individuals.

Seeing this scene, the spellcaster army outside stirred again.

Opportunities like this, where one could loot war spoils without fighting for one's life, were truly rare. This naturally made the rest of them eager and extremely greedy.

With such a large area of buildings, who knew how many good things were still hidden.

"Master Le. Look..."

After waiting for a cup of tea's time, the tall, thin spellcaster and Ku Yao were both unable to sit still. Ku Yao also opened his mouth hesitantly.

Since the two of them were in this team of spellcasters, these spellcasters naturally mostly came from their two tribes. The Mu Lan grassland had always been scarce in cultivation resources, so they naturally didn't want the spellcasters of their own tribes to miss this opportunity.

As for the hundred spellcasters in front, they came from a small tribe with weak strength. Getting this much should be enough.

The green-clad woman's expression remained unchanged, as if she hadn't heard the two's words, but her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, appearing somewhat hazy and blurred.

Ku Yao and the other exchanged a look. After hesitating for a moment, they actually didn't continue to speak.

After a full cup of tea's time, the hundred or so spellcasters had searched through one-third of the mountaintop, and finally, the woman spoke:

"You two send a hundred people each to join them, and by the way, destroy the remaining restrictions inside. I will not let anyone else enter this mountain until I have scanned the entire mountain with my spiritual sense."

"Yes, everything will be as Master Le says." The two were overjoyed and hurriedly transmitted messages to their trusted disciples.

As a result, another two hundred spellcasters rushed into the mountaintop. Naturally, there was another round of looting like wolves and tigers.

"It seems these are the only people. My magic power can no longer support it. Activate the restriction." In a certain place on Huanglong Mountain, the voice of the old man surnamed Ma rang out quietly.

"Cough! What a pity. Not a single Mu Lan great master fell into the trap." The bald-browed man's sigh also rang out, appearing somewhat regretful.

But not long after this was said, a "rumbling" sound rang throughout the entire mountain, and the mountaintop trembled repeatedly.

At this, the three hundred spellcasters on the peak all changed their expressions, and without needing anyone to command them, they scattered and fled in all directions.

Among them, three Core Formation spellcasters naturally had the fastest escape light, shooting out dozens of zhang away in the blink of an eye.

But no matter how fast their escape light was, it was impossible to escape the range of the formation in one go.

I saw spiritual light of various colors appearing in the sky above the mountain, and the surrounding mist that had originally disappeared surged out. In an instant, green mist rolled and blocked the sun, re-transforming the vast area centered on Huanglong Mountain into a mist sea.

Seeing this scene, the tall, thin spellcaster and Ku Yao's expressions turned extremely ugly, even somewhat deathly pale.

And the green-clad woman sitting on the giant beast had cold eyes, without even moving her brows.

"It really is a trap. What a pity. If we hadn't let Fellow Daoist Gu take action, we might have been able to continue lurking and play a greater role." The woman surnamed Le looked for a while before spitting out cold, heartless words.

"Master Le, the people inside..." Ku Yao clenched his fists, staring at the mist sea, his eyes spitting fire.

One of the Core Formation cultivators who had led the team up was a direct descendant he valued very much. He didn't expect them to be trapped in the opponent's formation just like that.

Anxious, he couldn't help but have the thought of saving them.

"Don't waste your effort. With the divine abilities of the opponent's Nascent Soul cultivators, dealing with a few Core Formation cultivators in the formation is as easy as reaching for something. They have probably already been destroyed." The green-clad woman glanced at Ku Yao and spat out without any emotion.

"If that's the case, Master Le, let me lead the charge to break the formation! I will release the Fire Spirit Origin Power. I will break this formation in one breath. Then I will grind the cultivators inside into dust, one by one!" Ku Yao's face changed between green and red several times before he revealed a ferocious look.

"Fire Spirit Origin Power? Very well. Since you have this determination, I will naturally let the giant rhinoceros beast cooperate with you. However, your Fire Spirit Origin Power should be saved for a critical moment. And pay more attention to that young cultivator who destroyed Master Tian Ku. I suspect he is the same cultivator who destroyed the physical body of Master Mu of the Brother Tian Feng tribe. If so, the opponent's divine abilities are not small, and he can also use strange blue demonic flames. If you are not careful, you will fall into his trap." The woman said, raising her beautiful brows.

"The cultivator who destroyed Master Mu's physical body? I heard he can use the legendary Lightning Escape Art. Is this true?" The tall, thin spellcaster's expression changed upon hearing this, and a trace of fear faintly appeared in his eyes.

"Master Wen, your cultivation art is most afraid of such close-combat cultivators. Be extra careful, and don't fight him. Leave him to me. My 'Soft Wind Art' will definitely not be slower than the opponent's Lightning Escape. Even if the opponent's demonic flames and golden arcs are powerful, if he can't get close, they are of no use. As for other divine abilities, he is only an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Can he really compete with me?" The woman's eyes flashed with cold light, and she said with a trace of arrogance.

"Very well. This person can only be dealt with by Master Le. Master Le is a master who can compete with the 'Tianlan Saintess' of the Tutu people. That person will naturally be no match." The tall, thin spellcaster felt relieved upon hearing this. It seemed he had great confidence in this green-clad woman.

"Hmph, Tianlan Saintess!" The woman, whose face had always been calm, immediately turned gloomy after hearing the name Tianlan Saintess.

Hearing this cold snort, the tall, thin spellcaster was startled.

Only then did he remember that this Master Le was ashamed of being defeated by the Tianlan Saintess and had always hated others mentioning this matter.

"This... actually..."

The tall, thin spellcaster muttered, wanting to change his words, but the young woman waved her hand, and her face returned to its calm expression:

"Enough. Breaking the formation is the priority. No need to say anything else. Set up the formation and attack!"

"Yes!" The tall, thin spellcaster felt relieved, and he and Ku Yao answered.

"Plop"

In a certain part of the mist sea where one couldn't see their fingers, the headless body of a Core Formation spellcaster fell to the ground.

Not far away in the thick mist, a figure flashed, and Han Li appeared there, covered in green light. He glanced at the corpse in the distance, reached out and beckoned, and a green rainbow circled above the corpse before shooting back.

Without hurrying, he took a few steps forward and picked up the spellcaster's storage pouch. After a brief scan with his spiritual sense, a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

Inside were still just some junk, without any information about spirit arts.

Han Li's brows furrowed tightly, and after a long while, he let out a long sigh.

Just then, the sound of war drums suddenly rang out outside the mist sea. Several astonishing spiritual energy fluctuations erupted from the direction of the war drums.

Then, a low beast roar, like muffled thunder, shook the heavens and earth, causing the green mist in the mist sea to roll on its own.

Han Li's expression remained unchanged. He swept a cold glance at the strangeness in the surroundings before looking toward the direction outside the mist sea, a trace of contemplation flashing in his eyes.

But a moment later, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he raised his hand to release a crimson fireball, turning the corpse at his feet into ashes. Then he turned and headed toward the center of the mist sea.

In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into the mist, vanishing without a trace.

In the center of the mist sea, the entire mountain peak was strangely split into two. The front half was still charred walls and ruined buildings, while the back half had a completely different scene, with pavilions and towers standing intact. From time to time, cultivators flew out from within, dispersing into various parts of the mist sea.

The old man surnamed Ma and the bald-browed man stood side by side dozens of zhang above this patch of buildings, looking toward the direction of the spellcaster army, their faces full of solemnity.

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