Chapter 262: Electromagnetic Sword Cannon

White streaks tore through the air.

Leaving trails in the sky that stretched straight to the Li Yun Sect's mountain gate.

Boom!

The first wave of missiles fell, annihilating thousands of ghostly shadows and dispersing the yin energy completely; the magic power of the Foundation Establishment cultivators maintaining the main formation at Li Yun Sect trembled.

"Do not panic!"

"It is merely a Jin Dan attack; the sect's great formation can withstand it!"

Zhu Zhu Fuqi shouted, pouring his peak Foundation Establishment magic power into the formation while taking out a huge pile of spirit stones secretly accumulated by the sect over the years and throwing them into the center of the formation without a shred of regret.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

However, the second wave of missile groups, the third wave of missile groups...

Dense and numerous, the shrieks of death never ceased, echoing endlessly, the bombing unrelenting.

The sect-protecting formation was beaten into disarray, its spiritual light dimming rapidly, with almost no time to react.

The feigned hope on Zhu Zhu Fuqi's face vanished.

A sea of ash.

"Why will the Demon Sect not grant us a single chance..."

He said dully.

The other Foundation Establishment cultivators maintaining the formation were equally despairing.

Boom!

Boom, boom!!

Wave after wave of missiles fell; the Ten Thousand Ghosts Great Formation roared and howled as hundreds of thousands of fierce ghosts refined from various places were driven by the formation to meet them like a sea, turning into patches of ash in the flames; nothing could withstand it.

The seventh wave!

Amidst the unceasing booming, the thousands of fierce ghosts were worn away completely, leaving only the bare formation base shield, its spiritual light extremely dim.

Crack!

Under the bombardment of the eighth and ninth waves of missiles, the formation shield cracked, then finally shattered with a bang; a violent explosion occurred above and below the mountain gate, clearing away all grass and trees.

Many Foundation Establishment cultivators, quick-eyed and fast-handed, broke free from the formation before its collapse, avoiding injury, yet they showed no sign of relief.

Deep despair surged in their hearts.

"That old bastard Li Hai has abandoned us."

Someone growled.

No one refuted his words.

"I knew it, I knew it all along; we were cultivating well enough at Li Yun Sect, not even aspiring to Jin Dan; why did that bastard force us?!"

"Zhu Zhu Fuqi is also a bastard, a bastard!"

Amidst many angry curses, many people rushed without hesitation toward the Li Yun Sect Sect Master at the center, saying venomously: "If you want Jin Dan, then go find it yourselves; why drag us into it?"

"Rebellion, this is rebellion!"

"Form a formation, form the Great Li Yun Formation! There are still missiles!"

Zhu Zhu Fuqi showed fear and shouted, but no one paid him any mind.

"Kill!"

The Li Yun Sect Foundation Establishment cultivators cared for nothing, their magic swords, great hammers, round beads, and various magical treasures rushing recklessly at their Sect Master.

In an instant, they engulfed him; his shield shattered, his body turned to meat paste, and his soul could not escape, being driven up by fierce ghosts to be gnawed.

"Haha! Bastard!"

"I have wanted to kill you for a long time!"

Many Foundation Establishment cultivators laughed wildly, utterly mad.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Groups of missiles fell, engulfing them; shields and flesh shattered together, and magic swords with all their spiritual light lost were thrown flying, falling weakly to the ground.

Without the formation,

Foundation Establishment cultivators and the vast number of Qi Refining cultivators were so fragile.

Smoke filled the Li Yun mountain gate; craters were everywhere, and broken limbs scattered in all directions.

The missiles did not strike again.

"Classmate Jiang Ding, please act; we need some live captives to investigate the cause of the Li Yun Sect's forbidden formations failing."

"Understood."

Jiang Ding replied but did not move, looking toward a corner of the horizon.

Within the perception of sword intent,

A middle-aged man of slender build and cold eyes concealed his form, appearing silently within a ten-kilometer range, undetectable even by the third-grade Spirit Submarine Radar.

"Dongji Demon Sect!"

Witnessing the fall of his sect, Li Hai Zhen repeated these words slowly and distinctly in his heart, engraving them firmly in his memory.

"Unjust! Unwilling!"

"I possess a superior Empty Spirit Root; my talent and comprehension are both excellent; with my outstanding military merits, on what grounds do they say my ideological and moral score is low?"

"If I had been born in one of the Jiudaxian Sect, I would surely have a chance at Nascent Soul!"

He thought coldly: "Today, I will collect some interest; once I enter a Xianzong and advance to Nascent Soul, this old man will surely invade the Dongji Mother Realm and make the Dongji Demon Sect pay tenfold, hundredfold!!"

Slowly and silently, he condensed his magic power; a transparent, hazy Li Yun sword qi formed, emitting the terrifying aura of spatial rifts.

Under a surprise attack, this move could easily slay a Jin Dan Chu Qi cultivator!

During the border wars, this technique had earned military merits many times, slaying Jin Dan cultivators of the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace.

These juniors relying on external objects before his eyes are surely doomed to die.

If not for the need to spend time carefully investigating whether others were lurking nearby, he could have annihilated them the instant these sky-fighting machines appeared.

Just as he was about to strike out, Li Hai Zhen instinctively froze, looking at a young man in green robes who had suddenly appeared in the center of the military formation.

The other party was also looking at him.

"Foundation Establishment Mid-Tier?"

"I did not see him before!"

Li Hai Zhen was filled with shock in his heart.

"Die."

He saw the other party spit out a single word.

In the center of his brow, amidst the interlaced magnetic sensation patterns, a pitch-black hole the size of a thumb appeared.

A deep blue flying sword slowly revealed its blade body; the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a ten-li radius gathered and was entirely bestowed upon it. The pitch-black hole grew dark and heavy, and countless array patterns appeared, rapidly forming a massive magnetic field spiritual energy gathering and killing array.

All electromagnetic power converged upon that single small flying sword, and ethereal yuan-magnetic light surrounded the blade body.

Boom!

Amidst the sound of a massive air explosion, the speed was amplified to the extreme, and the deep blue flying sword vanished from the Jin Dan's divine sense.

"Not good!"

A huge warning sign arose in Li Hai Zhen's heart; his soul trembled uncontrollably. Magic power surged wildly, and without hesitation, he struck out the Li Yun Spatial Blade he had prepared for so long toward the space before him.

Boom!

In the invisible, transparent void, brilliant sparks appeared, as if two divine hammers from beyond the heavens were clashing. The sound tore through clouds and split stones, causing severe pain to people's souls, making defense impossible.

After a brief stalemate,

the Li Yun sword qi, shaped like a spatial blade, was forcibly severed!

"Impossible!"

With the spell broken, Li Hai Zhen's face flushed crimson. He blurted it out, speaking in shock.

This was a spatial spell he created based on his own empty spiritual root and his talent in spatial spells.

Having received praise several times from Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, it already bore some resemblance to spatial rifts!

Even a magical treasure could be cut in two if it tried to block it directly.

Now, however, it was severed by a flying sword that was at most an exquisite-grade magical treasure!

This exceeded the scope of his understanding.

Whoosh!

No one cared whether he understood or not. The deep blue flying sword, its speed slightly reduced but still terrifyingly immense, descended. A faint sword intent that broke spells spread out, locking onto all souls within a ten-kilometer radius.

"Li Yun Shield!"

Li Hai Zhen's soul was extremely sensitive; he roared.

A magical treasure round shield appeared before him. Cloud patterns circled the shield, and treasure light interwove; it was clearly his Ben Ming Fa that he had nurtured and refined for hundreds of years.

Relying on this treasure, even a Jin Dan Mid-Tier cultivator could not break through it in a short time. Combined with the Li Yun sword blade, he had made a name for himself on the battlefield beyond the borders.

Whoosh!

The Tai Qing Flying Sword arrived in an instant. It never knew what avoidance or detouring meant; the sword light blazed brightly, and it struck down directly.

Boom!

Amidst the violent roaring sound, Li Hai Zhen, along with his shield, was slashed back several hundred meters. The spiritual light on his body dimmed, magic power was consumed violently, and his aura dropped significantly.

"Foundation Establishment, truly Foundation Establishment Mid-Tier!"

Li Hai Zhen glanced at the clear sword mark on the Li Yun Shield magical treasure and said in terror.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

In the distance, slightly delayed, the Tier Three military array activated. One hundred and eight Hunter missiles flew toward him, killing him.

Two more chapters tonight.

(End of this chapter)