Chapter 402: Whoever wins, we help them; if the formation breaks and people die, we fight with our lives

The first day of the Anti-Luo Army's offensive ended with the Luo Tian Society's formation master, Min Longyu, unleashing his might and beheading ten Foundation Establishment cultivators.

They had arrived with aggressive momentum, only to suffer heavy losses.

This situation left the Tianlan cultivators in an uproar.

Amidst the clamor, watching the Zheng family set up a large-scale Spirit Gathering Formation, many guessed their intentions.

Before the formation was completely broken, Zheng Xian and the others dared not step into Danxia Peak.

To destroy the Luo Tian Society, they had to break the formation first.

Now that they had set up a large-scale Spirit Gathering Formation, it was clear that since a frontal assault had failed, they were preparing for a protracted war of attrition.

This strategic approach aligned with the cultivators' stereotypical impression of confrontations between major powers in the cultivation world.

There is no such thing as achieving success in one go; one can only proceed slowly and steadily.

Back then, the Danxia Min family had also been worn down for a full year before the enemy dared to storm in completely.

Now, it was merely history repeating itself.

That is fine too!

At the very least, one could watch the show for a while longer.

Among them, some sharp-minded individuals faintly sensed an opportunity.

Within the crowd, a strange old man pretended to be casual and whispered to the person beside him: "I saw Wei Bufan of Xuchen Mountain fall into that Colorful Clouds Formation earlier."

"Indeed. Were you and he on good terms, fellow Daoist?"

"Hehe... I mean, Xuchen Mountain only had Wei Bufan as a Foundation Establishment True Cultivator. Now that he is dead, doesn't that mean Xuchen Mountain has lost its pillar of support?"

"Uh..."

"This old man is off!"

After a brief exchange, the old man carefully slipped away from the crowd. His friend hesitated for a moment before hurriedly following.

Such a scene seemed secretive.

But how sharp are the spiritual senses of cultivators!

The two of them had not used spiritual sense transmission, but had spoken aloud.

Therefore, many people heard them.

For a time, there was a small commotion among the onlookers.

Among the batch of Foundation Establishment True Cultivators who had fallen earlier, it wasn't just the Wei family of Xuchen Mountain!

Black Leopard Mountain, Changliu Gorge, Feathering Sect, the Tan family...

At this moment, they were all leaderless!

Even if some factions still had one or two Foundation Establishment True Cultivators left, a few rogue cultivators calling on friends could always scrape together a decent squad.

They might not be able to storm cities or seize strongholds, but taking advantage of the situation was never a problem.

Not even half a day had passed.

One-third of the watching cultivators had left, each heading toward their own targets.

Such unusual movements naturally caught the eyes of many observant people.

When Luo Feng, who was hiding his tracks, watched the old man who had deliberately whispered earlier—but was actually plotting loudly—return, a smile that wasn't quite a smile appeared on his face.

Beside him, the female cultivator Chen Xiuli of the Heavenly Garment Workshop saw this expression and felt curious.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, do you know that old man at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment?"

"Naturally, I do!"

Luo Feng quietly used spiritual sense transmission; with their late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, they didn't need to worry about being overheard.

He laughed: "That man is the head of the Kang family from Taishan Market, Kang Dongyue! Years ago, I had a few encounters with him. It is said his ancestors had some connection to the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect."

Taishan Market, Kang Dongyue?

Chen Xiuli frowned slightly; that was a rather remote market.

Moreover, it was very far from Tianlan Immortal City, and the neighboring sects should have been the Falling Cloud Sect and the Flame Alliance. Why would the family head run to Tianlan?

And, those words just now...

"It seems this Fellow Daoist Kang has completely boarded the Luo Tian Society's ship and is helping them shoulder external pressure!" Luo Feng sighed.

Chen Xiuli was puzzled: "Since they are vassals of the Sword Sect, why not help the Flame Alliance instead of the Luo Tian Society?"

"What can the Sword Sect's vassals give them?" Luo Feng countered.

Without waiting for her to answer, he continued: "But the Luo Tian Society has a real, tangible interest relationship with them. The Kang family's Golden Jade Liquid has been selling well in Tianlan all these years, and the Luo Tian Society deserves much of the credit."

Chen Xiuli still didn't quite understand.

Even if there were business dealings, they shouldn't disregard their own backer!

She did not know that between Luo Chen and Kang Dongyue, besides business interests, there was also a debt of life-saving gratitude.

Back then, when Kang Xianqiong came to Tianlan to buy medicine to treat her grandfather, it was thanks to Luo Chen that she successfully bid for the third-grade healing spirit medicine at the Tianlan auction.

This time, Kang Dongyue came alone, without bringing any Kang family cultivators, which indicated it was his personal action.

Shaking her head, Chen Xiuli cast this doubt to the back of her mind and looked toward the high mountain being attacked in waves.

"Do we want to help the Luo Tian Society?"

This question left Luo Feng in a difficult position for a moment.

Several months ago, they had met with the Luo Tian Society's President, Sima Huiniang.

At that time, she had asked them to intervene and resist the great enemy together, but they had stalled and given no direct answer.

Now, the thing she worried about had truly happened.

It was time for them to make a decision.

Luo Feng suddenly asked: "Fellow Daoist Chen, who do you want to win?"

Chen Xiuli smiled slightly: "Naturally, the Luo Tian Society. The various spirit silkworms they raise in their sect have already reached a considerable scale and are one of the important raw material suppliers for our Heavenly Garment Workshop. If they were truly destroyed, my Chen family's current business would shrink by at least twenty percent."

The magic garment business was far easier to conduct than the magic tool business!

In this day and age, defensive magic tools and treasures were hard to come by, so magic garments with simple defensive attributes naturally became the top choice for cultivators.

Even if one already had defensive items, no one would begrudge buying one or two magic garments.

Even Luo Chen, after arriving in Tianlan back then, had spent a large sum of money to purchase a top-grade Fire Cloud Dao Robe from the Heavenly Garment Workshop.

Later, after Gu Caiyi reached Foundation Establishment, she also personally bought him a brocade white long robe.

In between, Luo Chen had also bought a magic garment for Sima Huiniang.

That was just three people.

Spread across the entire cultivation world, from Nascent Soul and Jin Dan down to Qi Refining cultivators, the magic garment business was almost omnipresent!

Chen Xiuli countered: "What about you, Fellow Daoist Luo? Your Rakshasa Market also has business ties with the Luo Tian Society, right?"

"Who do I hope wins?"

Luo Feng gave a wry smile.

"Of course I hope the Luo Tian Society wins, but not for the sake of business. My business with the Luo Tian Society is only a small part of my Rakshasa Market."

"Oh, then why?" Chen Xiuli was puzzled.

Luo Feng pursed his lips, signaling in one direction.

The woman looked over and saw from afar the one-eyed man surrounded by several Foundation Establishment True Cultivators of the Xiahou family.

She understood instantly.

The Silver Gorge Xiahou family!

They were old rivals of the Luo family; years ago, they had fought fiercely over a small mineral vein, forging a deep hatred.

In recent years, they had clashed a few more times.

Even that eye of Xiahou Kun's had been blinded by Luo Feng leading people in an ambush.

If anyone wanted the Xiahou family dead, it was certainly the Luo family.

After realizing this, Chen Xiuli immediately asked: "Since we both hope the Luo Tian Society wins, when will we step in to help?"

"Help?"

Luo Feng shook his head again.

"Let's put aside private grudges for now!"

"This time, our two families joining forces is not to assist the Luo Tian Society."

"When the time comes, whoever wins, we help them!"

Chen Xiuli was puzzled: "If the Flame Alliance vassals win, how can we help? I fear they won't appreciate it!"

Luo Feng said confidently: "Why would we need their appreciation? When the time comes, you and I will join forces, lead our men to charge up the mountain, seize the spirit silkworm resources your Chen family needs and the things I want, and then retreat calmly. Isn't that enough?"

Chen Xiuli opened her mouth, speechless for a moment.

Indeed.

This was also a way to recoup the losses their businesses would suffer after the Luo Tian Society was destroyed.

It was just that this seemed a bit treacherous.

For the Chen family, which had always believed in harmony bringing wealth, it was a bit hard to accept.

Seeing her struggle, Luo Feng laughed freely: "Of course, if the Luo Tian Society shows signs of victory, we can also add flowers to the brocade, do the favor of pushing the boat along, and help them out!"

So, it came back to that one sentence.

Whoever wins, help them!

It wasn't just the Chen and Luo families who had this idea.

At this moment, there were quite a few Luo Tian Society allies mixed in among the rogue cultivator crowd.

There were delicate female cultivators whispering to old men beside them.

There were those with sword-like brows and bright eyes, their sharpness exposed, looking toward Danxia with conflicted expressions.

There were also resolute female cultivators who tried to act, only to be called over by Yin Yuehua of the Ice Fortress and ordered to remain still.

Over these years.

The Luo Tian Society had developed crazily in Tianlan Immortal City, offending many opponents and enemies, but they had made even more partners and friendly allies.

Among them were some existences that even Luo Chen himself didn't quite recognize.

But under Sima Huiniang's contact in the past few months, they had all gathered nearby.

Because of various reasons—interests, favors, opportunities—these people were all waiting!

Waiting for a turning point that would decide the outcome.

At that time, some would choose to help regardless of everything, while others would defect and take what they sought.

Everything depended on the direction of this battle!

Boom!

A deafening roar sounded once again.

It was a large-scale magic spell released by five hundred Qi Refining cultivators in coordination with five Foundation Establishment True Cultivators.

In normal times, such a vast and magnificent attack would surely draw many gasps.

But these days, everyone had grown tired of watching it.

Some people were even beginning to look unfavorably upon the Anti-Luo Army.

"It's already been five days!"

"The Luo Tian Society is holding firm and not coming out, and Zheng Xian and these great cultivators still can't take down the Danxia Formation. I fear the same thing that happened to the Min family back then, being besieged for a year, will happen again."

"But the Luo Tian Society isn't alone; they have the Ice Fortress's Ruthless lineage behind them. If this drags on, the Ice Fortress will never sit idly by."

"Tsk tsk, then it will be Zheng Xian and the others' turn to suffer the consequences."

Amidst the discussions.

Zheng Xian, who was being looked down upon by everyone, had a gloomy expression on his face.

Watching the five hundred Qi Refining cultivators return to the Spirit Gathering Formation to meditate and regulate their breathing.

He muttered: "We can't drag this out any longer!"

The longer it dragged on, the harder it would be for the Flame Alliance to regain the face it had lost.

If they really waited for people from the Ice Fortress to arrive, this hastily assembled coalition army would likely suffer greatly.

By then, the Flame Alliance's Jin Dan True Persons might not necessarily come forward to protect him.

After all, he was not a disciple of the Flame Alliance, merely an abandoned one.

But an abandoned disciple did not want to become an abandoned pawn!

Beside him, Xiahou Kun also looked anxious.

Over these days, he had already learned the news about the Wei family of Xuchen Mountain and the Chang family of Changliu Gorge.

Some rogue cultivators had taken advantage of the fire to loot and stormed their mountain gates.

After burning, killing, and looting, they had left leisurely.

They didn't care at all about the relationship these families had with them.

Now, the longer it dragged on, the more unfavorable it was for his Xiahou family as well.

He came to Zheng Xian's side: "Fellow Daoist, if you have any means, it's time to bring them out!"

Zheng Xian naturally had means, but his gaze swept over the other great cultivators.

Song Fengzi smiled slightly: "It has dragged on for too long. I have an item that can release the full-strength strike of a Jin Dan True Person. Why not let me go first?"

For the sake of the Core Formation secret technique, he was going all out!

Zheng Xian showed a satisfied expression: "In that case, let no one hide their secrets; everyone prepare your means!"

"Within these few days, we must break the formation and storm Danxia Peak!"

……

The summit of Danxia.

The door to the stone house was pushed open, and a man and a woman walked in.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Min Longyu, whose face was slightly pale, opened his eyes. "How is the situation with the formation?"

His two disciples replied immediately: "Upon our inspection, the formation base is severely damaged, and the spirit stones have been over-consumed."

This was bad news.

The formation was not naturally occurring.

It involved a great many things.

The engraving of formation patterns, the construction of the formation base, the trends of the mountain and earth veins, and even the driving of energy sources, among others.

He had used great means to bury twenty-one magic treasure flying swords to serve as objects to suppress the formation base.

But such means could only suppress it and intercept a fraction of the sword intent within.

With his strength, he was naturally unable to drive those twenty-one flying swords.

If the formation base were destroyed, under the chain reaction, these magic treasure flying swords would instead interfere with his control of the grand formation.

"What does Hall Master Duan Feng say on his end?" he asked again.

The two disciples looked at each other, and the male disciple said in a low voice: "The senior brothers from the Weapon Casting Hall are already doing their utmost to help repair the formation. But Hall Master Duan said that relying on the materials accumulated by the Luo Tian Association over these years, it can last at most four more days."

Four days...

Min Longyu muttered this time, his gaze sweeping over the spirit stone powder that was full of gray-white dust beneath him, a look of worry appearing in his eyes.

The crisis did not just come from within.

There was also the outside world!

He could perceive that recently, the Seven-Colored Danxia Grand Formation had been extracting and plundering less and less spiritual energy from between heaven and earth.

So much so that it had to rely on the spirit stones accumulated by the Luo Tian Association to maintain the operation of the grand formation.

The appearance of this situation should be related to the Anti-Luo Coalition forcibly setting up a third-tier Spirit Gathering Formation in the outside world.

The other side was not only consuming the foundation of the Luo Tian Association but also carrying out that act of draining the pond to catch the fish!

Was he too conceited?

The ten days he had mentioned earlier could not be reached after all.

Just at this moment, his expression suddenly changed!

He looked up abruptly, looking toward the outside world.

Outside Danxia, wild winds swept through, and the sound of pine waves was constant.

Amidst that sky-filling pine wave, a cyan giant wood, reaching a hundred zhang in length, was slowly taking shape.

The giant wood was deep cyan all over, and its head looked as if it had been chiseled by a knife and axe, presenting a pointed and round state.

As far as the eye could see, it was like a city-battering ram in the mortal world!

But the majestic spiritual pressure blooming upon it was something no one could ignore.

Seeing this, Min Longyu was furious.

"Quickly go and inform the President!"

"Send people to do their utmost to maintain the grand formation!"

The two disciples dared not delay any longer and hurriedly went down the mountain.

In fact, even before they could inform her, Sima Huiniang had already discovered it.

She looked at the vast giant wood outside the mountain with a worried face, and behind her, Gu Caiyi and Murong Qinglian were equally pale with fright.

With such an attack, could the Seven-Colored Danxia Grand Formation block it?

"Try your best to stop it a little!"

A low, light shout came to his ears.

The next moment, Wang Yuan walked out of the main hall, reached out his hand, and a large bow fell into his hand.

It was impressively a magic treasure-level longbow!

There were also three black long arrows stuck into the hard ground in front of him.

This kind of rare magic treasure came from the spoils of Chu Kui, and now it was just right for Wang Yuan to use.

Drawing the bow and nocking the arrow, surging blood and energy flowed.

Wang Yuan's demeanor was somewhat strained; the time he had possessed this item was too short, a mere few months, and he simply could not fully refine it.

But there were some things that, even knowing they could not be done, had to be done.

When the longbow was drawn halfway, Wang Yuan found it somewhat difficult to continue.

He no longer forced it and released the bowstring.

"Go!"

A stream of light pierced through the clouds and broke the sun, heading straight for Song Fengzi, who was driving the city-battering ram outside the mountain.

Facing this abrupt arrow, there was a moment of surprise in the outside world.

But Song Fengzi, who was driving the talisman, did not care at all.

He knew that someone would help block it.

Sure enough.

The next moment, Zheng Xian stepped out from the crowd, waved his hand, and a large sheet of fire flew out.

That stream of light escaped into the fire, constantly roaming like a swimming fish.

Not long after, it finally flew out of the sky-filling stream of light.

But at this time, the blood and energy wrapped around it were already scarce.

Zheng Xian snorted coldly and grabbed it with one hand.

Hum!

The black feathered arrow fell into his hand, still struggling endlessly, but it no longer posed any threat.

Layers of fire light emerged from Zheng Xian's hand, and before long, the black feathered arrow turned into a pool of molten iron, dripping onto the ground.

"A petty trick, daring to show off before an expert!"

Just at this moment, Song Fengzi's voice came from behind.

"It's ready!"

"Fellow Daoist, please step aside!"

Zheng Xian retreated immediately.

The next moment, the hundred-zhang giant wood rumbled forward, smashing onto the seven-colored light screen with an unstoppable momentum.

When the two made contact, there was a moment of stalemate.

But in just an instant, the seven-colored light screen tore open like cloth.

The remaining momentum of the city-battering ram was not yet exhausted, and it was about to crash into the Danxia Peak mountain body.

In the gaze of everyone, a figure suddenly soared into the sky, slapped out a huge handprint, and blocked in front of the city-battering ram.

Boom!

Under one palm, the city-battering ram remained motionless, its forward momentum pausing slightly, but it still continued to advance.

That person's face changed slightly, and he slapped two more palms in succession.

Boom!

Boom!

With three palms slapped in succession, the speed of the city-battering ram finally stopped.

Outside Danxia, a triumphant smile appeared on Song Fengzi's face.

"However, it's still not enough!"

"Once this strike hits the mountain body, the grand formation connected to the earth veins will inevitably be affected, and at that time..."

But the next moment, his triumphant smile vanished completely.

An equally huge long staff suddenly burst out from inside Danxia.

Breaking the surface with a point, it blocked in front of the city-battering ram.

"Break!"

With a low shout, the city-battering ram finally collapsed, turning into dots of spiritual light and dissipating within Danxia Peak.

By this time, the people outside, through the ten-zhang-sized hole in the light screen, finally saw the two people who had joined forces to block this strike.

One was in coarse cloth and linen, black hair fluttering behind, moving without wind, standing like a deep pool and a towering mountain, like a grandmaster of a generation.

The other had a tall figure, holding a gold and black Heaven-Equaling Staff, his face glowing with an overbearing aura of "who else but me."

"Blood Demon Wang Yuan!"

"Heavenly Kui Chu Kui!"

Seeing the two, countless people called out their names.

Song Fengzi's expression changed slightly; he quietly retreated behind the crowd, not letting himself be exposed to the sight of the two.

These two were very strong!

He did not want to be targeted by either of them.

Zheng Xian, however, was completely fearless, looking at the two from afar, revealing a ferocious smile.

"Very good!"

"This means of Fellow Daoist Song Fengzi directly forced the three great experts of the Luo Tian Association to come out; you are worthy of being a famous rogue cultivator in the Medicine King Domain and the contemporary Sect Master of the Iron Sword Hall!"

Song Fengzi, who had already retreated behind the crowd, was stunned.

Then his face turned green and red, and he almost wanted to curse out loud.

But he endured it in the end.

"My City-Battering Talisman can only be activated once in a short time; the next step depends on your means."

He said resentfully, then entered the third-tier Spirit Gathering Formation without looking back to restore his state.

Zheng Xian sneered, not caring about his unhappiness.

He saw very clearly that the seven-colored grand formation had suffered heavy damage from this strike.

It was just that the whole thing had not yet collapsed, so it was not very suitable for a large-scale slaughter.

But!

They had other means.

"Fellow Daoist Xiahou, it's your turn."

Xiahou Kun gave a hum, and when he stepped forward, he said with some worry.

"Our family's joint secret technique, although powerful, has limitations on distance. If the experts of the Luo Tian Association snipe, you must protect us later."

Zheng Xian waved his hand. "Rest assured, I will definitely protect you!"

Xiahou Kun breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he nodded to the four Foundation Establishment true cultivators of the Xiahou family behind him.

The five of them came to a place five miles outside Danxia Peak.

The four sat cross-legged and pinched spiritual formulas.

Xiahou Kun sat in the middle, his sleeves moving without wind, and in front of him, a large sword exuded a biting chill.

As the five joined forces, the large sword suddenly floated into the sky, and a vast sword light was slowly taking shape.

Seeing this, Zheng Xian raised an eyebrow.

A secret technique of the same bloodline?

Ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators simply could not fully drive the power of a magic treasure.

It involved barriers such as spiritual sense and magic power.

But at this moment, it seemed that the Xiahou family indeed had its unique features.

Using the power of the Foundation Establishment of a clan with the same bloodline, they joined forces to drive this inherited flying sword magic treasure that had been refined for many years.

I am afraid that when fully driven later, it would not be inferior to the full-strength strike of a Golden Core early-stage cultivator!

Time passed slowly.

The four great Foundation Establishment true cultivators of the Xiahou family frantically mobilized their spiritual power, all adding it to Xiahou Kun alone.

On each of their faces, fatigue also appeared.

More than half of Zheng Xian's attention was still on Danxia Peak.

Through that huge hole, he could see Wang Yuan drawing his bow and nocking an arrow again, wanting to stop this strike.

When that meteor flew out, he laughed loudly.

"Repeating the same trick is useless!"

Equally scorching fire light appeared, and he grabbed the black feathered arrow as easily as before.

However, before he could melt this item.

His face changed.

"Not right!"

Looking abruptly, above Danxia, Wang Yuan and Chu Kui both took action together, using their powerful physiques to forcibly pull the magic treasure longbow to a state close to perfection.

This strike!

Unstoppable!

He hurriedly waved a large sheet of fire light, while he himself retreated.

In this way, there was no one else to block Xiahou Kun and the other four.

"Everyone, take action together to block this strike."

The sound of Zheng Xian giving orders came to Xiahou Kun's ears, but everything was already too late.

In his single eye, there was only that arrow flying from beyond the sky.

Furious, he could not care about condensing the magic treasure killing move and forcibly moved several zhang away.

But even so.

Boom!

The black stream of light slammed into the place where he had originally been.

The surging spiritual energy fluctuations knocked him over dozens of zhang away again.

Unable to care about the blood and energy shaking in his body, he rushed to the original spot, his mouth shouting urgently.

"Second brother, third brother, little seventeenth..."

No response.

Only broken limbs and residual bones splashed all around.

This arrow not only interrupted the accumulation of the joint strike of the five great Foundation Establishment true cultivators of the Xiahou family but also directly killed the four great Foundation Establishment true cultivators.

He stood up from the ground, trembling all over, and looked at Zheng Xian in disbelief.

"You promised to block the sniping for me!"

Zheng Xian showed a look of guilt.

"Sorry, I didn't expect that magic treasure could actually be driven by two people together."

"Didn't expect?" Xiahou Kun gave a miserable laugh; his Xiahou family's four Foundation Establishment true cultivators died tragically, how could a sentence of "didn't expect" clear the relationship?

Zheng Xian's expression became solemn. "However, in this battle, you should be credited with a great contribution."

"Hmm?" Xiahou Kun was puzzled.

But soon, he knew the answer.

Tuoba Lingfei, Xiang Zhonghe, and another great cultivator of the Zheng family flew out together.

The three maintained the same movement, pushing forward.

A large sheet of black light flew out, and the fishy smell within it was almost nauseating.

As that black light was sprinkled, the seven-colored light screen covering Danxia Peak was immediately stained with a touch of pitch black.

This color was extremely faint at first, but as the light screen trembled, trying to clear this light, it became more and more intense.

Vaguely, the seven-colored light screen became increasingly fragile.

Xiahou Kun opened his mouth wide; by this time, how could he not know that he had become the bait on the surface.

Tuoba Lingfei and the other two were the main forces of the attack hidden in the dark.

Zheng Xian looked at the pitch-black light constantly spreading on the light screen, a look of excitement appearing on his face.

"With the Withered Fire True Evil of my Flame Alliance, this formation will vanish into smoke within three days!"

Below him, thousands of cultivators were also excited.

Shouting the sound of "Break Danxia, destroy Luo Tian."

Zheng Xian lowered his head, looked at Xiahou Kun, and comforted him: "It was Wang Yuan and Chu Kui who killed your Xiahou family members. After breaking the grand formation, we will definitely avenge you. If we can seize the Golden Core secret technique, Fellow Daoist can view it first!"

Xiahou Kun gave a miserable laugh, but his mouth was blocked by someone's words, and he could say nothing.

Amidst the sorrowful and worried welcome of a group of Qi Refining cultivators of the Xiahou family, he walked into the Spirit Gathering Formation.

It was just that his back, compared to others, appeared increasingly desolate.

……

And on Danxia Peak.

Pfft!

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and Min Longyu's face was pale to the extreme.

Since these days, controlling this grand formation had already consumed a lot of his heart and energy.

Today, the grand formation had suffered heavy damage one after another, especially the Withered Fire True Evil soaking into the grand formation, causing his mind to be connected and suffer a terrifying impact.

At this moment, he was already seriously injured.

He struggled to take out a few elixirs from his storage bag and swallowed them into his mouth like a cow chewing a peony.

"I cannot fall!"

"This grand formation must persist for one day at a time. I must delay enough time for the President; otherwise, the destruction of the Min family a hundred years ago will repeat itself."

While he was murmuring.

A cool breeze suddenly moved beside him.

In a trance, a familiar figure was already in front of him.

"You have done your best; next, preserve your vitality and prepare for tomorrow's battle!"

"Tomorrow?"

Min Longyu was stunned.

That figure nodded, pressed one hand on his head, and clear, cool, moist, and gentle spiritual power soaked into his body.

As if spring breeze turning into rain, moistening things silently, it treated the injuries he had suffered these days because of controlling the formation as much as possible.

He closed his eyes, accepting the other party's treatment without any resistance.

In his mouth, he murmured and asked: "President, can we really win this battle?"

"We can win!"

Luo Chen, who had not appeared in front of people for a long time, had extremely bright eyes at this time.

His eyes moved away from Min Longyu, penetrated the stone house, and seemed to look at the figure in the sky who wanted to kill him and then be quick.

Large sleeves and long robes moved without wind, and only the sound of confidence echoed within the stone house.

"Even if the losses are heavy, even if Danxia collapses, we will definitely win this battle!"

……

Night fell.

The rumbling sound outside continued.

That was the cultivators of the Anti-Luo Coalition, consuming the Danxia Grand Formation as much as possible, trying to make it perish as soon as possible.

Luo Chen resided in the main hall of Luo Tian, looking at the intelligence in his hand, frowning and thinking.

Footsteps came from outside the door, and before long, Sima Huiniang came to his side.

"Do we really have to unlock the formation in advance?"

Luo Chen put down the letter and sighed: "The Ruthless Fairy has no trace; rather than dragging it out, it is better to preserve Min Longyu's strength as a backup."

"But in a head-on battle, the other side still has eight great cultivators and sixteen Foundation Establishment true cultivators. Just the high-end combat power is enough to suppress our Luo Tian Association."

Sima Huiniang compared the strength of the enemy and us, only feeling it was extremely disparate.

She said softly: "Although Kang Dongyue used some small means for us outside and tricked away some rogue cultivators, it is still a situation of wolves surrounding us."

She spoke the truth.

The power of the Anti-Luo Coalition was one aspect, and the rogue cultivators trying to take advantage of the fire were another.

With the two superimposed, as long as the Luo Tian Association had a slight decline, it would be a miserable situation where the wall fell and everyone pushed!

This was also one of the reasons why the Luo Tian Association had to hold its ground and not come out.

Luo Chen said in a low voice: "What I worry about is not just these."

Sima Huiniang said softly: "Is it that Qin Tairan of the Flame Alliance in the middle stage of Golden Core?"

Luo Chen nodded gently.

Qin Tairan, the Law Enforcement Elder of the Flame Alliance, had a harsh and tyrannical personality.

If it were just that, it would be fine, but the other party also had the powerful cultivation base of the fourth layer of Golden Core, far exceeding the Di Wanyun of the past.

If the Luo Tian Association wanted to pass this hurdle, Luo Chen would inevitably need to take action himself.

But if Luo Chen took action, that Elder Qin would probably not tolerate him.

Now, the other party just couldn't let go of his face and wasn't sure if he was really still in Tianlan.

"Tao Wan said she could let the elders in the sect take action to protect me once. But that Elder Long is only in the second layer of Golden Core and is definitely not Qin Tairan's opponent."

"The attitude of the Elder of Mount Ailao who is watching the battle from the side is somewhat ambiguous."

"If the Ruthless Fairy doesn't appear, I will be in a dangerous situation, even with the powerful physique of the third tier of ancient times, but in front of a middle-stage Golden Core cultivator..."

Luo Chen pondered secretly in his heart.

Finally, amidst Sima Huiniang's worried expression.

"Go and rest; in tomorrow's battle, you can just command from the back."

Sima Huiniang opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but felt powerless.

Only at this moment did she realize that sometimes just managing and developing a force was definitely not enough.

Only when one's own strength is strong enough can one reverse everything!

In the past, Luo Chen had always been covering the wind and rain above her head.

But this time, even Luo Chen, after racking his brains, felt it was extremely difficult.

What could she do?

There was no time when Sima Huiniang hated her own weakness more than now.

"If I had the strength of the late Foundation Establishment stage, I could share some pressure for him."

"Even if it were the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, I could rush to the front and clear some obstacles."

"But unfortunately, I only have the third layer of Foundation Establishment."

Under the flickering lamp light, Sima Huiniang walked out of the main hall of Luo Tian in a low mood.

Luo Chen had no time to care about other things, focusing his gaze on the water mirror that was still maintained in front of him.

Vaguely, some figures could be seen appearing.

But when it reached the high place, it was hazy and the true face could not be seen.

Turning his wrist, a black bead appeared on his palm.

"A middle-stage Golden Core cultivator, right!"

"Fighting with your life, how much advantage can you get?"

"That Mount Ailao cultivator has a grudge against you; will he miss such a good opportunity?"

While murmuring to himself, Luo Chen carefully placed the Thunder Immortal Bead in the most conspicuous and convenient place in his storage bag.

……

The next day, when the sky was gradually brightening.

Suddenly, a loud sound arose.

"It's scattered!"

"That light screen, it's scattered!"

For a time, countless people cast their gazes onto Danxia Peak.

The seven-colored light screen that had shrouded Danxia for several days fell unwillingly at the transition between night and day.

Whoosh!

A figure rushed into mid-air.

Zheng Xian's face was ecstatic; it was even faster than the three-day time he had expected.

After all, it was just a small sect; how could it withstand the means of his Flame Alliance!

However, this grand formation scattered too slowly after all.

"Must not give the other side time to prepare!"

"Everyone, prepare to attack!"

He gave a loud shout, his voice piercing through clouds and fog, resounding in all directions.

Under his shouting, teams of people walked out of the Spirit Gathering Formation.

Tuoba Lingfei walked out of the camp and sighed to Xiang Zhonghe beside him, "It has finally come to this day; trouble, really trouble."

Xiang Zhonghe shook his head and smiled, "How could a force that can make a Flame Alliance elder treat it with such painstaking effort not have a few tricks up its sleeve."

"Forget it, let's solve this matter as soon as possible and return to Tianhuo Immortal City!"

Not far away, Song Fengzi opened his eyes abruptly.

Opposite him, two great cultivators were also ready to go.

"Two fellow Daoists, destroying Luo Tian and seizing its Golden Core secret technique should be today."

The two nodded slightly, "The two of us will follow your lead; as for how to do it specifically, you look at it."

Song Fengzi smiled lightly, "Simple, just drive the Iron Sword Hall cultivators to charge to the front when the time comes. We don't need to consider casualties or anything; at worst, after the matter is done, we can just escape back to the Medicine King Domain."

"Hmm, listen to you. But you are quite willing to let go; it's a pity for this Iron Sword Hall that was seized with such difficulty."

In the camp of the Xiahou family.

Xiahou Kun had already left the camp, looking at that Danxia Peak.

At this moment, even though many elite Qi Refining cultivators of the Xiahou family were gathered around him, he still felt extremely lonely.

"Only by destroying the Luo Tian Association can we avenge our grievances!"

"Only by seizing the Golden Core secret technique can my Xiahou family have a day to stand out."

"Otherwise, even if we go back alive, Yinxia is not a place where my Xiahou family can reside."

"Zheng Xian..."

Taking a deep breath, Xiahou Kun pulled his eye patch and waved his hand.

All the Qi Refining cultivators of the Xiahou family were dispatched.

……

Except for the Anti-Luo Coalition camp side.

Those rogue cultivators who were reluctant to leave also gradually discovered the movement.

One by one, they were rubbing their hands, preparing to pick up leaks later.

Some of them even activated sound transmission means to notify some companions who had left in the past few days, asking them to rush over as soon as possible.

Everyone knew.

This protracted battle, which had attracted the eyes of countless cultivators in Tianlan Immortal City, would come to an end today.

Would the once-prominent Luo Tian Association still dominate one side and act domineeringly in Tianlan Immortal City?

Would forces like the Zheng family, Iron Sword Hall, and Xiahou family rise to the occasion?

And would those Golden Core experts disregard their faces and enter the field themselves?

Everything, everything, would be revealed today.

The only pity was.

"Such a grand event, not seeing the protagonist Dan Chenzi, is truly a pity!"

(End of this chapter)