Similar scenes took place all across the Rosecloud Domain.
The hundred-some clones of Tang Jie flew between the smaller battlefields and rescued the cultivators defending them like a fire crew putting out fires.
But even more success was owed to the Wuxing and the bean soldiers.
The Wuxing were an unexpected force on the battlefield. They had strange appearances, neither human nor fiend, and they also possessed bizarre abilities.
As they had lived in the Yellow Court World, the Wuxing were particularly effective at wielding the power of the Five Elements, with almost all their spell arts and Divine Connections being based on them. Thus, the Blood River cultivators normally wouldn’t have even seen their enemy before they were suddenly attacked by a barrage of fireballs, a giant wave, a sandstorm, or an avalanche of trees, and then… they were gone.
Tang Jie served to boost morale while the Wuxing served to intimidate the enemy. As for the bean soldiers, they were a source of amusement.
The jabbering, infant-sized bean soldiers, flailing their weapons as they charged into the fray, were utterly lacking in any seriousness or solemnity, despite the size of their formations. Their exaggerated movements and cute faces made it difficult to not laugh. But the funny bean soldiers were savage fighters, and their performance in combat made one’s blood run cold.
Even though the three forces Tang Jie had sent out were making their presence felt on the battlefield, formation eyes were still being taken, and the speed of the domain merging was slowing. But as the formation eyes fell, the Rosecloud Domain’s cultivators also had to defend less and less and could concentrate their forces, with the cultivators who had retreated from destroyed formation eyes joining up to defend others. At the same time, the Rosecloud Domain began to utilize its greater number of high-tier cultivators.
Blueheart Ridge.
A sharp sword energy sliced a Hemos cultivator in half, and an immense energy welled up from within, obliterating his body from the inside out and turning it into a rain of blood. This Hemos was a Violet Palace True Lord, yet he had been slain with a single blow.
Cai Junyang swung his large sword around and laughed, “Some Violet River Great Fiend of the Jewel Mountain Eight Gates he was! He couldn’t even handle three attacks from my sword! Hey, do the two of you need any help?”
Nearby, Wei Tianchong and Qi Shaoming were battling two other Violet Palace cultivators. They snorted in unison, “No need!”
Qi Shaoming had always been a little proud, and the main reason he hadn’t grown arrogant was that Tang Jie had beaten him up all those years ago, making him realize that there was a heaven beyond the heavens. However, his past as a nine-cycle genius had still made him a little more arrogant than his peers. He couldn’t catch up to Tang Jie, but he had been vying for first place with Cai Junyang for some time now. Before the Violet Palace Sublimation Ceremony, Cai Junyang had always been in the lead, but alas, Cai Junyang had ultimately been unable to break into Violet Palace on his own, and Tang Jie had needed to help him. As a result, with Qi Shaoming and Cai Junyang on the same level, Tang Jie had essentially helped Qi Shaoming equal the score. Qi Shaoming naturally wasn’t willing to let Cai Junyang get ahead of him again, and put his all into keeping up.
Since Cai Junyang had killed his foe first, Qi Shaoming sent a wave of sword energy at his own foe. This cultivator threw out a small blue pearl whose radiance held off the sword energy, preventing it from making impact. Qi Shaoming grunted and suddenly turned into nine—the Phantom Clone Slash that he was so proud of. The Phantom Clone Slash had grown with his cultivation, its power on the Divine Connection level. Each of the nine Qi Shaomings had Violet Palace cultivation, and even his Seven Stars Moonchase Sword had been perfectly replicated, each one unleashing a dazzling wave of energy.
The blue pearl erupted with bursts of light as the nine Qi Shaomings unleashed innumerable attacks. Finally, the blue pearl reached its limit and exploded.
“My Sea Exploring Pearl!” the cultivator shouted in grief, and then he was lost in a storm of sword intent.
On the other end, Wei Tianchong was in a stalemate. His opponent was a Demon Gate cultivator, covered in demonic energy. Not only was his body itself highly toxic, it was also extremely tough. All of Wei Tianchong’s spell arts were weakened by ninety percent before they could even make impact, and his opponent would swiftly heal the negligible damage that was inflicted. Meanwhile, those punches and kicks seemed simple, but they carried such weight that Wei Tianchong felt like each punch was a mountain.
This man was the Golden Cauldron Demon Lord, an illustrious figure of the Demon Gate. Though only at Infant Tending, he was a formidable combatant that was the leader of this trio. Wei Tianchong was using everything he had, but he was slowly losing ground.
To see his two companions breezing through their battles while he was the only one losing made him furious, and he roared, “Damn you! You really think you can push me around like I’m some clay doll?”
The Golden Cauldron Demon Lord laughed. “In my view, I guess you’re just a little tougher than a clay doll?”
“Is that so? Then it’s time you experience the power of clay!” Wei Tianchong suddenly threw aside his treasures and aimed his hands toward the ground. “Rise!”
Below floated the shattered peaks of the two worlds, and as Wei Tianchong aimed his hands at them, those chunks of mountains began to shudder, and then they began to grow arms and legs. The mountains had been turned to giants, striding through the air toward the Golden Cauldron Demon Lord.
“This is…” The Golden Cauldron Demon Lord was mystified by what he was seeing.
Wei Tianchong furiously roared, “Have a taste of my Hundred Refinement Combat Puppet Divine Connection! Kill him!”
The mountain giants swung their arms at the Golden Cauldron Demon Lord.
If these giants had only brute strength, the demon lord had plenty of ways of dealing with them, but these giants emitted the light of formations, indicating that there was clearly something more to them. As expected, as he thrust out his palm with all his strength, enough to shatter mountains, the giant’s body flashed and continued onward as if nothing had happened. Even though the Golden Cauldron Demon Lord cultivated both arts and body, the impact of the giants’ fists against his body was difficult to endure, and he hastily retreated. ℞ä𐌽𝘖BЁś
But even more giants charged in, surrounding him from all sides. Not only that, the formations on them activated, sealing his surroundings to render all escape arts ineffective.
This was Wei Tianchong’s Hundred Refinement Combat Puppet Divine Connection. Unlike Tang Jie’s life creation, it did not grant life, creating lifeless puppets instead. This was an art that Wei Tianchong had developed himself, merging it with his talent for modeling, and it freed him from having to spend so much time on carving and molding. Of course, without any rare materials, their actual strength was limited. However, so long as he had enough mountains to work, he could continue to produce combat puppets.
As the mountains-turned-puppets charged in and swung their fists at the Golden Cauldron Demon Lord, his indomitable body began to falter, and he began to crazily howl in fury.
Bang!
Another giant fist slammed into him, causing him to throw up blood.
At the same time, there was a scream, which came from his companion being slain by Qi Shaoming.
This placed a huge psychological pressure on the Golden Cauldron Demon Lord, and he lost all will to fight.
But his desire to retreat gave Wei Tianchong more space to work with, and as he poured more power into his Divine Connection, more and more mountains were turned into puppets, filling up every inch of space around the Golden Cauldron Demon Lord.
Just when it seemed like he was about to lose, despair appearing in his eyes, he suddenly roared, “You can’t kill me!”
He transformed into a beam of golden light and shot forward, so sharp that it instantly pierced through several dozen giants, digging a path straight through them.
After breaking out of Wei Tianchong’s encirclement, the Golden Cauldron Demon Lord laughed, “You idiots, if I want to leave, who can stop me?”
His original name was the Golden Head Demon Lord, primarily because of this Divine Connection where he poured golden light into the top of his head. This resulted in an extremely penetrating attack that could also be used for escape. He had killed countless people in the past, and when he was being hunted down, he had used this move to escape death numerous times.
Now that he was free, he flew off into the distance, and it was too late for Cai Junyang and the others to catch up.
Suddenly, he felt danger approaching, but before he could do anything, there was a golden flash in the distance.
It was a swift and strange attack, illuminating his body like the rising sun, leaving him nowhere to run. All he could do was summon all the strength he had to the surface of his body, pushing his thoughtcasting to the limit to create countless barriers around him, hoping to survive through the combination of barriers and his tough body.
But when the sword touched him, he realized he was wrong.
This attack rendered all defenses irrelevant.
The sword penetrated through all of his barriers as if they didn’t exist, stabbing into his body and erupting with a vast sea of energy that obliterated everything that he was.
“Such… sharp…” the Golden Cauldron Demon Lord muttered, unable to finish his sentence before the sword light wiped him from existence.