Chapter 1043: Longevity: My Steady Farming-Style Cultivation Chapter 1043 — The Demon Tide Attacks!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

That day, Xu Zhangqing decided to head for the border.

He entrusted the Qingmu Sect's daily affairs to Mo Qiu Shui and Xuan Yan.

The Seven Peaks' Peak Masters — this time he directly took away half of them.

For instance, Xiao Sha, Tuoba Ye, Luo Qingyi, Yin Jiuyou, and these people.

Chu Qiu, Mo Sha, Pei Mo, Qin Baili, Li Lingbi, and others followed along together.

As for Li Sancai, Han Su, Zhang Su, Yu Caiqing, and them, they all remained at the Qingmu Sect.

No choice — some of these people have insufficient cultivation, some aren't skilled at combat; staying at the sect is more useful than going to the battlefield.

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Contrary to everyone's expectations, it was actually quite lively here.

Less than a hundred li from the border, there was a temporary market of no small scale.

It was called a market, but in reality it was more like a large, chaotic camp.

On the streets, loose cultivators setting up stalls were everywhere, selling everything from defective pills to damaged artifacts — practically anything you could think of.

Moreover, many items were extremely fresh, with even residual bloodstains still on them.

Qin Baili understood with just a glance, his tone carrying a hint of mockery: "These fellows were previously the rogue cultivators and evil cultivators of the No-Management Area.

Unexpectedly, even beasts have a day of turning over a new leaf!"

Normally, these people are targets for suppression by the major sects, and can only hide in the No-Management Area.

Now that the Tianyuan Realm is in great chaos and the Demon God has invaded, these people, in order to survive, can only cluster toward the Dongyu direction, but because their reputation is too terrible, they dare not truly enter the jurisdiction zones, so they stationed themselves at a relatively safe position at the border.

Besides evil cultivators and rogue cultivators, there was also a force that made Xu Zhangqing feel surprise.

The Wan Family!

The once-famous Wan Family of the No-Management Area has now fallen to this state, forced to abandon their original outpost and migrate to the border.

Li Chuan's right hand was already pressed on the Corpse King Sword's hilt: "My Lord, these evil cultivators and rogue cultivators — should we……"

Xu Zhangqing shook his head and said: "Don't kill them; they'll be useful at the critical moment.

Once the demons attack, they can still hold them off for a while."

Upon learning that the Qingmu Sect Master had personally arrived, the market's managers wanted to meet him, and their attitude was quite respectful.

No choice — they're sandwiched in the middle.

Toward the Central Region, there are countless demons, even the Demon God Kong Fang.

Toward the Dongyu side, it's all densely packed stationed cultivators, strength not to be underestimated.

If it were before, these people certainly wouldn't care — after all, the No-Management Area is vast, leaving was always possible, and no one would stop them.

But now it's different; going anywhere could spell trouble.

They can only pin their hopes on Xu Zhangqing, and on the basis of everyone being human, give a little face.

"This is ten million middle-grade spirit stones!"

"This is a batch of rare spirit plants of three thousand years!"

"This is a batch of Heaven-rank cultivation methods we gathered!"

The people hadn't even been seen yet, but the tribute had already been offered up.

Seeing their such sincerity, Xu Zhangqing merely waved his hand: "Won't see them!"

Matters have their priorities and urgencies; the distant sky was changing color, and one look told it was wrong.

Dark red spread from one end of the horizon to the other, as if something had been ignited, burning the entire skyline into an ominous color.

The ground beneath their feet began to tremble slightly, gravel rustling and rolling down.

Cultivators stopped their tasks one after another and looked toward the distance.

Soon, an intensely thick fishy smell that made one suffocate surged over from the other side.

Then came sound — at first like a muffled thunder from afar, low and sustained.

When everyone swept with their divine sense, they discovered it was tens of thousands of demons.

Someone shouted: "The demon tide is coming!"

At the very front were over a thousand one-horned wolf demons running close to the ground, four limbs thick and sturdy like iron pillars, each the size of a calf, their single horns flashing with an eerie green poisonous light.

Following were mutated demon boars, each with tusks flaring outward, bodies comparable to adult rhinoceroses; wherever they passed, the ground shook along with them.

Further back were all kinds of unrecognizable demons.

In the sky, flying-type demons gathered in flocks, clustered together covering the sky and blocking the sun.

And behind the demon tide, a demonic aura far surpassing a Demon King swept over.

It was a Demon Emperor — its upper body was a bewitching woman, beautiful and moving, skin covered in fine dark-green scales.

Its lower half, however, was a snake tail, even dozens of zhang long.

Every swing plowed a deep trench into the ground.

Her pair of snake pupils were actually vertical rhombuses, her gaze quite cold; wherever her gaze swept, even the air seemed to condense.

A Demon Emperor leading the charge — this is no longer a probe.

Those loose cultivators and the Wan Family in the market were all frightened pale by this pressure.

Facing the sky-covering demon tide, the entire border line entered the highest state of combat readiness.

Sword Cultivators lined up in tight battle formations along the pre-divided defense zones.

Body Cultivators stood at the very front of the defense line, forming three square formations like copper walls and iron walls.

Earth Spiritual Root Cultivators formed hand seals, and earth walls rose from the ground one after another, while earth spikes spread outward in layers.

Array Masters rapidly set up array plates behind them, and array patterns quickly spread across the ground.

Xu Zhangqing withdrew his divine sense and said in a deep voice: "Deploy the Zhenyue Chariot and the Liu Shuang Boat."

Hearing these words, Mu Qingshuang's face flashed with a hint of surprise; she did not refute, but her tone carried a few points of solemnity: "Sect Master Xu, the Zhenyue Chariot and the Liu Shuang Boat are bottom-of-box items; once used, they will consume a large amount of resources. This is no joke."

The spirit stones consumed by the Zhenyue Chariot in one hour are enough to run a large sect for one year.

The Liu Shuang Boat is even more terrifying; for every one li the frost range expands, the consumption at least doubles.

"I confirm."

Xu Zhangqing said confidently: "As for resources, you don't need to worry about them."

"I don't have much else, just plenty of resources."

"This battle cannot be defended; it must be fought."

"Let Kong Fang see clearly that Dongyu is not Cangwu City, and is not a soft bone that he can chew down with a few Demon Emperors."

He paused, moved his gaze away from Mu Qingshuang, and looked toward the dark red demon clouds growing closer in the distance. His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears: "The Zhenyue Chariot bombards head-on; the Liu Shuang Boat blockades the flanks."

"Afterward, all consumed resources can be claimed from me."

"Good!"

Fenglong nodded slightly, purple thunder light jumping in his pupils.

After returning from the Longhu Immortal Sect, his cultivation had stabilized at the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul.

The first four levels of the Nine Heavens Thunder Method had already been cultivated to the stage of Lian Huo Chun Qing.

The thousand-year thunder core gifted by Long Yuan had also been thoroughly refined.

He immediately flashed his figure, transforming into a streak of purple thunder light, and shot toward that colossal creature.

Seeing him act so decisively, Mu Qingshuang no longer wasted words; she inserted the Moonlight Token into her waist and flew toward the Liu Shuang Boat.

At this moment, the Zhenyue Chariot rose into the air first.

This huge war chariot, forged entirely from Xuan Iron, left the ground under Fenglong's control.

Although its speed of ascent was not fast, it carried an unstoppable sense of heaviness, like a mountain rising from the earth.

The twelve Zhenyue Pillars on both sides of the chariot activated, the Longhu reliefs glowed with golden light, and those dragon scales and tiger stripes began to move, no longer carvings, but coming to life!