Chapter 2403

As long as we let the heavenly demons first engage the immortals, they won't have the leisure to attend to this place.

The two heavenly demons are also worried.

I and the Earth Mother each harbor our own schemes, lacking a foundation of mutual trust. But this plan was assigned by the Holy Lord of the Void Spirit; they must complete it. Cooperation with the Earth Mother cannot afford any mistake.

No one can bear the wrath of the Holy Lord of the Void Spirit.

"Wait a moment." Wu Yao said, then closed his eyes and muttered incantations.

This is communication with the immediate superior.

Not long after, he opened his eyes and said: "Very well, we will fight in coordination; the opposing immortals and mighty ones shall be left to us. Your first task remains to seize the Panlong Ruins as quickly as possible."

Clearly, this is the latest instruction from above. Since each has their duties, they must also exert effort.

The two heavenly demons then walked out of the city gate, heading toward the immortals, yet still remained within the range of the Earth Mother's barrier.

Xiyu paid no heed to the immortals' reactions, instead drawing two ice blades with a backhand, tracing a huge arc in midair, making a pushing motion with both hands forward, then letting out a low shout:

"Open!"

That arc emitted an icy blue light; as he pushed it, it expanded further forward, growing like a smoke ring.

When it reached about five zhang in diameter, it ceased expanding, becoming a round gate emitting blue light.

Xiyu tapped the round gate, producing a dull thud, like striking ten-thousand-year-old ice.

But immediately afterward, the round gate swung inward, and nearly a thousand monsters rushed out from within!

These creatures varied in size; the small poisonous bees might be only palm-sized, while the large ones could reach over three zhang in height. The two leading monsters, dragging long tails, exceeded seven zhang in length from head to tail. They resembled lions with wings, but their entire bodies were covered in ice armor; their tail balls were not fluffy fur, but rather like cacti covered in ice spikes.

Yes, all the monsters bursting from the round gate share two common traits:

Ice-bound bodies, with wings growing from their backs—either two or four.

Xiyu excels at resisting cold ice, capable of opening his own minor divine realm—called a "small world" among mortals—releasing the monsters stored within.

This move is highly effective in large-scale mêlées on the battlefield.

As soon as the ice-cold monsters emerged from the round gate, they immediately unfurled their wings and flew toward the people of Ling Mountain.

From afar, they appeared as a vast expanse of blue and shimmering ice, especially reflecting the lingering glow of the setting sun; the spectacle of their ascent was far more shocking than the appearance of the blood-sparrows.

Seeing them, the opposing cultivators felt overwhelmed and instinctively gripped their weapons tighter.

Since these monsters' bodies are forged from the heavenly gods' ice, their strength is exceptionally reliable; a few cultivators saw them lunging and raised their hands, loosing several arrows or flying bolts, yet could not pierce their outer hide.

The small monsters charged at people, the large ones at ships.

There were only dozens of aerial transports in the sky; the largest, that flying lion, lunged forward and, with two claws, seized a flying vessel, causing it to sway violently like a small boat in a storm.

It spread its wings, twice the size of the vessel, and with massive claws gripping the prow, it heaved hard to both sides—just like a person tearing open a watermelon barehanded.

Crack— it split.

The cultivators aboard the flying vessel had no choice but to abandon ship and flee, then concentrated fire on this giant beast. Someone shouted loudly: "Gouge its eyes!"

The monster's eyes were two clusters of blue ghostly fire, uncovered by ice.

Instantly, dozens of flying rainbows shot toward it; the flying lion flung aside the broken vessel, turned, and attacked other enemies.

At that moment, a flying sword came from behind, veered around, and pierced in from behind its eye corner.

This sword strike was heavy in force; even its icy body could not withstand it, and it instantly shattered into pieces.

It was the Yin Mountain Immortal who had made the move.

But after only seven or eight breaths, the ice crystals suspended in midair began to coalesce again, slowly reforming the shape of the flying lion's cub.

The Yin Mountain Immortal furrowed his brow, and his disciple Ma Zha cried out: "We can't kill it—what now?"

"Why the rush?" the Yin Mountain Immortal commanded the crowd, "Keep scattering it, quickly!"

Everyone employed their divine abilities, scattering the half-formed flying lion once more. Before it could fully take shape, even ordinary cultivators' attacks were effective.

A breeze arose, and the ice crystals condensed once again.

"Scatter it again, quickly!"

"Again!"

"Again!"

After repeated attempts, the speed of ice crystal condensation slowed. Clearly, this "rebirth" is not endless, but limited by the master controller's cultivation and divine power.

The Yin Mountain Immortal, rich in battle experience, perceived the subtlety and thus directed the crowd to prioritize attacking the flying lion. Xiyu would need to expend far more divine power to reassemble this massive entity than to reassemble other ice-crystal monsters.

The Yin Mountain Immortal hoped to quickly exhaust his divine power.

At this moment, the several powerful ice-crystal monsters being led were all marked by the immortals; other cultivators, having overcome their initial helplessness, also began to launch counterattacks.

The True Person of Si Hai struck a red point upon the barrier of Yujing City, prompting everyone to form the "Myriad Immortals Array," focusing their assault on that point.

The Myriad Immortals Array is one of the great formations from ancient times used against heavenly demons; although the most complete gathering never reached ten thousand, it once assembled four thousand immortals working together. Meanwhile, the immortals who arrived at the main battlefield today numbered eighteen in total; the remainder had to be made up by over a thousand cultivators.

The True Person of Si Hai had already seen that the Earth Mother's barrier was formidable, but it had to envelop an entire city; such a vast and comprehensive barrier lacks finesse in detail defense. Thus, concentrating firepower on a single point greatly increases the chance of breaking through.

Indeed, after such concentrated fire seven or eight times, the Earth Mother's barrier trembled violently.

Watching the heavenly demons and Ling Mountain fight fiercely, the Earth Mother snorted. These things—just don't see the rabbit, don't release the hawk.

Since the heavenly demons have already entered the war, it can also open the sluice. If it doesn't display its might, Ling Mountain's lot will still think it easy to handle.

The Earth Mother's original greatest headache was the immortals and mighty ones of Ling Mountain; now that the heavenly demons take care of that, the other cultivators—well, Yujing City fears nothing.

Raising troops for a thousand days, is it not for use at a moment's notice?

Now it focuses on two fronts: one side monitors the progress of the Panlong Secret Realm, the other engages in battle against Ling Mountain!

Suddenly, the ground around Yujing City surged like rivers; the lush grasslands were instantly destroyed, black soil rolled on its own, and before long, streaks of crimson appeared—

Magma.

In just a dozen or so breaths, the scenery around Yujing City transformed into a sea of molten fire and purgatory; wherever one looked, it was either black solid rock or fiery red magma!

Amid the surging earth-fire, individual magma mud-people crawled up from underground.

They are generally over five zhang tall, with eyes emitting red light, their bodies knotted with muscles like chunks of black stone streaked with red.

The magma mud figures seemed to have rehearsed in unison, grabbing magma from underground and squeezing it into balls in their hands before hurling them at the airborne vehicles.

These magma balls were larger than millstones, smashing into the immortals' barrier and exploding into radiant, colorful bursts.

Some could even condense magma into spears, shooting straight at the flying vessels with remarkable accuracy.

Thanks to reader Tiantian Kan for the reward~~