Chapter 118: The Struggle for the Spiritual Land Begins

Pure moonlight poured down, the forty-two peaks of Cloud Net Mountain bathed in silver light, and misty spiritual qi rose between the mountains!

In many places overnight, spiritual springs, spiritual herbs, and spiritual medicines appeared.

Most astonishing was the rapidly rising, majestic spiritual qi of Cloud Net Mountain!

Among them, the ten central peaks were the greatest!

Gazing far, thick and majestic spiritual pillars encircled each of the ten peaks, a large amount of moonlight absorbed by the mountains, and in a haze the ten mountain bodies seemed to come alive!

The surrounding Foundation Establishment cultivators, seeing this, were all shocked.

Especially when looking at the eight peaks that seemed to be shrouded by a second-tier top-tier formation.

On the highest of those peaks, six cultivators each inhaled and exhaled the spiritual qi of heaven and earth!

That peak had been occupied by the Six Heroes of the Hundred Arts two months prior.

Two months was enough for the cultivators to ascertain the identities of those six!

Formerly the Seven Sages of the Hundred Arts, now the Six Heroes of the Hundred Arts, many cultivators came to challenge during this period, yet all were defeated by the Six Heroes of the Hundred Arts,

Thus, many Foundation Establishment cultivators called them the Six Heroes of the Hundred Arts.

At the summit of Cloud Net Mountain's highest peak, Wang Ping and the others who were inhaling and exhaling heaven and earth's spiritual qi suddenly opened their eyes and looked east!

There, a three-zhang-long spiritual boat flew toward the moonlight, its side bearing two large red characters: 'Hundred Nations'!

"The cultivators of the Hundred Nations Alliance have arrived; the people of the Soul Refining Hall will be here soon too!"

"If so, the spiritual qi of Cloud Net Mountain is truly about to erupt!"

Wang Ping, Tie Lanshan and the others rose to their feet; since the Hundred Nations Alliance people have already arrived, it indicates that the Spirit Land Contention War is about to begin.

After that spiritual boat entered the Cloud Net Mountain Range, it hovered at a thousand-meter altitude, motionless!

"In three days, the Spirit Land Contention War will begin!"

An ethereal immortal sound spread throughout Cloud Net Mountain; when the sound ceased, there was no further movement from the spiritual boat!

Three days!

Wang Ping and them whispered!

Three days, many Foundation Establishment cultivators were excited, and many more sent out messages!

From the moment the Hundred Nations Alliance cultivators on the spiritual boat announced that the Spirit Land Contention would begin in three days.

Within those three days, many more cultivators came here, among whom a number of mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators appeared sporadically.

On the second day, a group of cultivators dressed in neat black attire flew over from afar!

Leading them were five mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators in black brocade robes; needless to say, everyone knew they were from the Soul Refining Hall, and behind them were the former masters of Cloud Net Mountain, the Sima Clan!

The Sima Clan cultivators came with a mighty aura, sweeping across the sky, their target clearly the Central Eight Peaks.

"Get out here!"

The leading mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Soul Refining Hall, his face cold, had just halted outside the formation when a cold shout rang out!

"That dog is barking madly!"

On the peak, Wang Ye idly scratched his ear, then casually blew on his fingers!

The leader's expression changed, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze turned toward Wang Ye!

Silver light flickered in the depths of his eyes, and a spiritual sense power far surpassing that of an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator surged outward, pressing down on Wang Ye!

Wang Ye's face grew solemn; his right hand flicked, a black iron staff appearing in his grasp, without a word he directly stirred his entire body's blood and qi, swinging it forth without hesitation!

Clang!

A piercing metallic clash rang out; the collision of Wang Ye's Black Flame Heaven-Shaking Staff and the cultivator's spiritual sense produced not only the metallic sound but also sparks!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Immediately following the sound was the noise of Wang Ye retreating three steps.

Opposite, the Soul Refining Hall's mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator also staggered slightly; though he suffered little harm, using a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation to deal with a novice Foundation Establishment cultivator only managed to push him back three steps, and his expression was not pleasant either.

Tie Lanshan then stepped forward and said: "How come? Are you, the Situ Clan, intending to violate the agreement between the Hundred Nations Alliance and the Soul Refining Hall?"

Situ Wuming then stepped forward and said: "What? It's merely that seeing our ancestral land occupied by villains, I felt a moment of indignation and gave it a tentative probe; Lan Ning, why must you escalate things so?"

Tie Lanshan chuckled coldly: "A family that betrayed the West Chui Cultivation Realm dares to call this place their ancestral land—don't you fear that your ancestors' coffin lids won't stay shut? Or do you think the elders of the Hundred Nations Alliance dare not act against traitors?"

Situ Wuming's heart jumped; he furtively glanced at the spiritual boat high above, then fell silent. Now the Soul Refining Hall still belongs to the invading forces, and those who have allied with them being called traitors is not unwarranted; elsewhere he might still argue, but here, with an Alliance Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivator overseeing the battle above, he truly lacks the courage to act treacherously in the wind.

All he could do was snort coldly, then go to two other peaks to settle; the cultivators of those two peaks lacked such resolve, and before Situ Wuming and his group even arrived, they had already departed!

At the summit, Zhang Zuo sent a mental transmission: "Why haven't any late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators arrived yet?"

Wang Ping's spiritual sense was strong; he faintly sensed several powerful auras lurking in the dark.

Thus he mentally transmitted: "They have already come, but they are concealing their cultivation!"

Tie Lanshan chuckled: "Normal; we too have concealed the formation's rank. Everyone has trained in the cultivation world for so long—who doesn't have a few tricks? Let's just wait here silently."

Wang Ping and the others nodded!

After half past midnight on the third day, the motionless Hundred Nations Alliance spiritual boat hovering in the air once again transmitted an ethereal voice: "The Spirit Land Contention War begins! After twelve hours, whoever claims this peak shall become the master of Cloud Net Mountain's spiritual land!"

As the words fell, a blue-green spiritual light descended from the spiritual boat! It landed upon the peak where Wang Ping and the others stood!

The blue-green light illuminated the faces of Wang Ping and company; they showed no fear, calmly meeting the gazes of the many Foundation Establishment cultivators looking over!

An invisible killing intent permeated the air, causing even the rising, steaming spiritual qi to suddenly pause.

Hum!

A purplish-red light of a second-tier grand formation rose!

Not a word was spoken; everyone knew none could back down, so many Foundation Establishment cultivators struck out fiercely in silence.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A huge, fiery red great axe slammed heavily onto the Heavenly Thunder and Earthly Fire Grand Formation; even if the formation remained at the second-tier top-tier level, a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator could not shake it!

The ten-zhang great axe struck the formation, causing only a faint ripple; the one who struck, Deng Shitian, couldn't help but change his expression, and immediately shouted loudly:

"Everyone! Let's join forces to break this great formation!"

"Seeing the power of the second-tier top-level great formation, the Foundation Establishment cultivators who were just watching no longer hesitated; each sent out two Foundation Establishment cultivators, a total of forty Foundation Establishment cultivators, among whom there were eight mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators!"

"Basically, those who came out to attack the formation all possessed middle-grade magical treasures."

"Under the control of each Foundation Establishment cultivator, every magical treasure emitted astonishing spiritual power fluctuations."

Tie Lanshan looked at the outside, each enlarged magical treasure, his face solemn as he said: "The second-tier top-level Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire formation cannot hold for long; after an hour, I will open the formation and let them in, then I will fully operate the Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire formation, trying to attract more Foundation Establishment cultivators to come in, then we'll catch them all in one go!"

"Amitabha! Killing is too heavy a burden for our cultivation!"

"Zhang Zuo and several others remained silent, but what can we do? The fight for the spiritual land is either you die or I die; are we supposed to let them off easy? By then, the ones who die will be themselves!"

"Wang Ye held a black blackflame shock-heaven staff, his face showing killing intent, his eyes fiercely fixed on the Disaster Year Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator, he said coldly:"

"At this moment, we cannot retreat; we can only fight to the death!"

"Wang Ping gazed at the cultivators outside, his eyes flickering uncertainly; then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly laughed and spoke:"

"Actually, there is also a way: inside here, all late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, cut them down; prioritize cutting down the Sima family and the Soul Refining Hall cultivators; thereby forming a deterrent, making them put down their weapons, surrender on the spot, then impose restrictions; as for the pretext, we can persuade them in the name of the alliance envoy! By then we can let them redeem themselves; which of these Foundation Establishment cultivators doesn't have a net worth of two to three hundred thousand? Even if we suppress half, we would still have nearly ten million spirit stones; if they are unwilling, we just kill them outright! However, I think cultivators who have trained to this level should be familiar with the idea of preserving oneself through wisdom!"

"Hearing Wang Ping's words, several people's eyes lit up; this method is indeed feasible, provided we can quickly slay those late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators and the Soul Refining Hall cultivators, thus forming a deterrent; then, by adding the deterrent of a third-tier formation, we need not fear their refusal to yield."

"After all, who wouldn't want to stay alive!"

Tie Lanshan excitedly said: "Everyone! Just follow Blue Sound Daoist's method, but the premise is to form an effective deterrent! If not formed, everyone need not hold back!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!... The attack of the outside world Foundation Establishment cultivators has begun!"

"In an instant, the bearers of over forty magical treasures, with their overwhelming aura, like meteors falling from the sky, directly smashed onto the formation; just moments ago the formation had only rippled slightly, but under this wave of attack it lightly trembled three times!"