Chapter 183: The Demonic Path from Another World Attacks

A city wall, constructed of bluestone and extremely dilapidated and aged, was built against the mountain, stretching across the distance.

It is unknown when this city wall was built; according to the records that can be found in this era, it is most likely a remnant from the previous era.

Although an unknown amount of time has passed, because it was carved from the mountain stone, its main outline can still be discerned.

Nowadays, some Qi Refiners have used various means to protect and open up an Array here, connecting the Heaven and Earth Trend.

The bottom-of-the-box Array disks from many sects and noble families were taken out and laid out along these mountains.

As for carefully repairing the city, there is currently neither the energy nor the time; it can only be used as is for now, as this is only the first line of defense anyway.

Chen Mo and the various Innate Experts only need to try to intercept the experts from the other world.

This also means that if this line of defense is lost, the entire Cangxuan World will have no defenses left to hold.

This is also a helpless matter; the Cangxuan World is weak, and to this day, only Chen Mo is in the Creation Realm, capable of rivaling Heaven-Human Martial Artists, while the rest are all Innate.

Dividing forces under these circumstances is absolutely a military taboo; it is better to gather in one place—whether it succeeds or fails, it all hinges on this one move.

"In ten more days, let the many Qi Refiners who set up the Array leave and return to the secret realm first."

Chen Mo spoke in a deep voice to give instructions; among the Qi Refiners who came to set up the Array this time, there were eight Golden Core cultivators.

Compared to Martial Artists, they are clearly more precious; alchemy, artifact refining, and setting up Arrays are all their specialties.

Likewise, their combat power is not considered outstanding among the group of Martial Artists.

Furthermore, once a Golden Core cultivator loses control and attracts the descent of the Mirage Sea, it will absolutely not distinguish between friend and foe.

Chen Mo and the others could also potentially be dragged into it.

Rather than letting them stay on the front line, it is better to have them withdraw to the secret realm in the rear first.

If a critical moment truly arrives, then these Golden Core cultivators will take action; if they succeed, then so be it, and if they fail, they will use their own bodies to trigger the Mirage Sea.

Both sides suffering and perishing together is still much better than a single-sided victory.

Of course, this is based on the premise that the other side is of the Demonic Path.

"Very well, then we shall take our leave first; if there is any matter, Duke Chen can use the Talisman to send us a message."

Mingxin Daoren, wearing purple Daoist robes and hailing from Daoxuan Mountain, spoke, and then took several Jade Talismans from his Huai.

These Talismans are also quite precious, but they can transmit messages across ten thousand miles and cannot be used lightly.

But at this time, the situation does not allow for such concerns; even if something is precious, it must be used if necessary, otherwise, when people attack, keeping these things is just making wedding clothes for others.

Chen Mo accepted the Talismans, Mingxin Daoren bowed, and then he left with the other Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators.

As for the many Innate Martial Artists, they guarded the Array constructed along the entire city wall.

Chen Mo activated his Divine Eye and looked toward the horizon in the distance, where endless Grey Mist still permeated beyond the horizon.

Therefore, in the current situation, he did not dare to use his Divine Eye at full power, even though he could feel that the world's rules were more stable and the resistance to the Mirage Sea was stronger.

But this does not mean that he himself would definitely not fall into it.

Behind the Grey Mist is another world; Chen Mo could vaguely see towering mountains.

It was just that with the Grey Mist in between, he could not be sure if there was anyone behind these mountains secretly observing him.

Several more days passed like this, and the Grey Mist became increasingly thin; during the day, it even vaguely stopped appearing.

Chen Mo activated his Divine Eye to look at the other world again and could discover that there were people lurking there in secret.

As for the strength of their power, it could not be seen clearly for the time being.

In these past few days, Chen Mo had also been practicing Dharma Heaven and Earth; with the foundation of his physical body, even if he had only initially mastered this method, he could instantly increase his combat power by six times.

This could already be considered quite formidable.

After all, this kind of increase does not just stimulate strength, but increases the Martial Artist's overall combat power.

Two more days passed, and the atmosphere of the entire Bian City became heavy.

The Grey Mist had basically disappeared completely, and the secret agents and spies originally planned to be sent out had also arrived in Bian City, waiting only for the mist to disperse before they would quietly infiltrate the other world.

These people varied in strength, but the strongest among them only had cultivation at the Tongmai Realm.

Although it is unknown what the situation is in the other world, no matter where it is, Post-Heaven Martial Artists are not cabbages and cannot be found everywhere.

The sudden appearance of an unfamiliar Post-Heaven Martial Artist is in itself a suspicious matter.

These people would first arrive in the other world, ascertain a certain situation there, and then pass the information back one after another.

Some people were still carrying Talismans on their bodies; if they discovered important information, they could immediately transmit it back.

Although these people were not strong, Chen Mo did not intend for them to find any secret information; it was enough to have a rough understanding of the situation in the other world.

Likewise, the other world might also take the opportunity to send spies and secret agents to investigate their world.

The only advantage Chen Mo's world has is that they have two sections of pre-built city walls that can be used for obstruction.

And from the current observations, the other world does not have this advantage.

Chen Mo did not even see the other world stationing troops at the border, only that some experts appeared from time to time.

This situation is quite consistent with the third scenario that the many experts had discussed previously.

That is, regarding the contact with the other world, no action will be taken for the time being, letting some Demonic Path experts go and probe first.

From the current situation, this point is indeed very likely.

And in the other world, thousands of miles away, at a steep mountain peak, four cultivators, all wearing tall blood robes and covering their faces, gathered together.

The robes on their bodies were constantly flowing, and by catching a glimpse of a corner, one could discover that the inside was filled with dense swarms of Gu insects, constantly crawling about.

"Three elders, this connection with the New World is an opportunity for our Gu God Palace; such an opportunity must never be missed," the tallest Gu God Palace Master spoke.

Raising Gu insects requires a large amount of resources, and people are also a type of resource.

In order to catalyze a certain type of Gu insect, the Gu God Palace sometimes even has to use up a million people.

Letting them cultivate it themselves, they naturally do not have this patience or strength; the main thing is that the progress is too slow.

Therefore, they can only find ways to plunder the population of other factions, so in this world, they are the absolute Demonic Path.

This time, the appearance of a new world is both a risk and an opportunity for them.

If that New World is weak enough, their Gu God Palace might be able to take this opportunity to plunder it extensively; perhaps they could even add a Gu insect comparable to a Heaven-Man Martial Artist to their own ranks.

Furthermore, if their Gu God Palace has the chance to occupy all the resources of that world, perhaps they themselves could even aspire to the Supernatural Power Realm!

Granted, the risks in doing so are great, and they would surely become a target for all, but if one fears risk, then what is the point of cultivating the Demonic Path!

"Very well, we are willing to obey the Palace Master's orders," an elder of the Gu God Palace hurriedly said, expressing his loyalty.

Within their bodies were Gu insects planted by the Palace Master; their lives and deaths were both under his control, so they had no choice but to be loyal.

"Good," the Gu God Palace Master nodded in satisfaction; people of the Demonic Path are treacherous and cunning, and backstabbing often occurs.

But he never worried about his subordinates betraying him, because as long as he died, they would not be able to live either.

Of course, the disadvantage of doing this is that as soon as he runs into trouble, the heritage of the Gu God Palace will almost instantly vanish into thin air.

But this force was built by him for the convenience of his own cultivation; if he were dead, then keeping these fools would be of no use, so it would be better to let them be buried with him, saving him from loneliness on the road to the Yellow Springs.

Also at this mountain peak, no more than a few hundred miles away, an old man with a withered frame and a gloomy expression was followed by a sturdy man over nine feet tall, resembling an iron tower.

Behind the iron-tower-like man were seven more Martial Artists with blood-colored True Qi flowing around their bodies.

"This New World has just appeared, and it is time for our Blood God Palace to achieve some merit. The Palace Master has dispatched us to enter this world and plunder resources as quickly as possible.

When the time comes for us to retreat, the Palace Master will lead people to receive us, so you all need not worry too much," the gloomy old man spoke slowly, his face wearing a look of mourning as he swept his gaze over the people before him.

"We all obey the Great Elder's instructions," the crowd bowed and replied one after another.

The gloomy old man nodded in satisfaction and cast his gaze into the distance.

"It seems that this time, not only us, but many fellow practitioners have also arrived."

The Demonic Path is indeed the Demonic Path, but apart from that madman from the Gu God Palace, the other Demonic Path cultivators would not call themselves evil demons and heretics every day.

"An Er, this is your opportunity. Your Blood God Art has already entered the Sixth Turn realm. There must be many experts in the New World; when the time comes, Father will capture them one by one and give them to you," the gloomy old man looked at the giant man like an iron tower with love in his eyes.

"Thank you, Father!" the iron-tower-like giant laughed, his voice sounding slightly childish, like that of a seven or eight-year-old child.

In yet another valley, a stunningly beautiful woman with a hot figure and an enchanting, seductive appearance, covered only by light black gauze in the necessary places, was lecturing her disciples word by word.

With the New World appearing, the righteous forces remained still, and many Demonic Path forces instantly understood their intent.

This was to let them lead the charge; if the New World was weak enough, then after they had finished plundering most of the resources, these righteous experts would then act with fake benevolence and righteousness.

If the New World was strong enough, then all the evil deeds would have been committed by the Demonic Path, and it would have nothing to do with the righteous path.

Although they were well aware of this, many Demonic Path forces still could not resist the temptation.

That was the accumulation of an entire world; even if they only plundered a portion, as long as they could successfully take it away, it would be a massive profit.

So even if the risk was great, they dared to take it; those who dare not take risks are not worthy of being called the Demonic Path.

Chen Mo watched the Grey Mist before him gradually dissipate, and as another morning sun rose, the Heavenly Law, stable and powerful, circulated between heaven and earth.

With the law stabilized, the power the Mirage Sea could exert would be much smaller.

At the very least, looking up at the moon now, the blood color on it had almost completely disappeared, and the human-skin lanterns, eerie black shadows, and other Mirage Sea creatures that had been wandering between heaven and earth were also driven away one by one.

Granted, in places where people gathered, the Mirage Sea would still descend, but the situation had undoubtedly been alleviated, which could be called quite good.

The morning sun shone, and the last trace of Mirage Sea Breath completely vanished.

Chen Mo put on his armor, waiting only for the enemy to arrive.

As the Mirage Sea Breath completely dissipated, the other world remained very quiet.

The tallest stalk of grain is the first to be cut; without knowing the strength of the other side, no one would rush to attack, and everyone was enduring and waiting.

Looking from afar, there were towering mountains gathered together, rivers surging and flowing endlessly.

Behind the mountains, one could faintly see the scenery of cities, within which also lived a large number of the Human Race.

In addition, Chen Mo could also see some exotic beasts in the mountains, whose strength could be considered quite extraordinary.

Such exotic beasts were quite hard to find in their own world, yet they appeared from time to time in these mountains, which was enough to show that the other world was extraordinary.

It stood to reason that in the deeper parts of these towering mountain ranges, there were likely even more powerful exotic beasts dwelling; if there was an opportunity, he could go and hunt some himself.

Time passed second by second, and Chen Mo had been observing the movements of the other side.

"Should we send people to probe them first?" Zhao Xuanxin walked to Chen Mo's side and asked in a low voice.

"No need, for now, we can just wait at our ease," Chen Mo waved his hand, then arranged, "Later, when the fighting starts, arrange for some Innate Experts to hurry and send the Heavenly Net and the Patrol Heaven Guard into the other world."

It is easy to fish in troubled waters; when the fighting starts later and the heavens and earth shake, that will also be the best time for them to sneak into the other world.

The probe that the other world made against them used evil demons and heretics.

And the probe that their world made could only use the Patrol Heaven Guard and the Heavenly Net.

It was not that Chen Mo and the others did not want to use the Demonic Path, but rather that the Great Gan had been suppressing them some time ago.

They had already wiped out almost all the Demonic Path in the world, leaving only a few stragglers, and they simply did not have the ability to probe the other world.

"Very well, I will go and arrange it now," Zhao Xuanxin nodded.

Sending people was not a difficult task; one could just put them into a Storage Bag or a Storage Ring and send them over.

The people who needed to be transported had all practiced breath-holding techniques, so holding their breath for an hour or two was not a problem, and even staying in a Storage Bag would not pose a threat to their lives.

Of course, those Innate Experts could not rashly enter the other world; that would be too conspicuous and too dangerous.

Chen Mo knew that the righteous experts of the other world were likely watching them from afar.

They sent out secret agents to investigate the other world; as long as they were fast enough and there were enough people, someone would always be able to fish in troubled waters and slip through.

Conversely, if they sent a few Innate Experts, it would be easier to find them because there were fewer of them.

"Understood, I will arrange for people to do it right away," Zhao Xuanxin nodded immediately and turned to go make arrangements.

These things had been planned long ago, but only now were they truly being implemented.

After waiting for about another hour or so, the time reached noon, and the scorching sun shone down from the sky.

Smoke rose from the ground, and looking from afar, it seemed as if the space itself was distorting.

"Alert!" Chen Mo said in a deep voice, and countless Innate Experts immediately began to move, with the various arrays that had been set up in advance being activated one after another.

They did not know the specific strength of the people coming, so they could only make the most comprehensive preparations.

The people who arrived were divided into three groups; the first six or seven led the vanguard, all possessing quite impressive strength, each one an Innate Realm expert.

Following them, more than twenty others arrived one after another, both men and women among them.

Their appearances were diverse, ranging in height and build, with some looking ugly and rugged, and others handsome and bewitching.

Among them was a large monk with a robust physique, clearly a Martial Artist who practiced body-refining techniques; around his neck hung a string of prayer beads, the material of which was not hard to identify—it appeared to be infant skulls.

This person's strength was extraordinary; Chen Mo could not see through him at a single glance.

The final group bringing up the rear consisted of over thirty people, among whom five were like that large monk, all of whom Chen Mo could not see through.

It was naturally impossible for there to be any tight alliance among the Demonic Path; it was already considered decent if they did not stab each other in the back.

But this did not mean they would not cooperate, especially at a time like this.

Since no one was willing to go first, they could only go together; after all, they could not keep dragging this out.

As long as they broke through this barrier, their cooperation would instantly crumble, and it would even be considered a normal tactic for them to kick someone while they were down if that person were severely injured.

Their goal was to plunder resources, and it did not matter from whom they plundered.

The distance between the numerous Demonic Path experts and the city wall grew ever shorter, while Chen Mo had already prepared to strike.

I said I would flake, but I didn't flake; isn't this, in a way, also a form of flaking?

However, it is nearly 10 o'clock after finishing this chapter, so tomorrow's update might be delayed; it will likely be updated around six or seven in the evening.

I bow and apologize.

(End of chapter)