Chapter 605 - 552: Wen Yangxi Arrives Again, The Passage of a Thousand Boats

Chapter 605: Chapter 552: Wen Yangxi Arrives Again, The Passage of a Thousand Boats

In just a few short days, the Celestial River Mountain Range seemed to grow two to three hundred zhang taller.

On the pitch-black walls, a great number of Cultivators hammered away day after day with chisels, a constant CLANGING ringing out as countless runes were lined up in neat rows along the wall’s surface. Mortals a thousand li away could only watch this scene unfold daily, dumbfounded—

To them, this was no different from a divine miracle.

In addition to this, the summoning of Demon Beasts, which originally happened once per night, now occurred twice a day—once during the day and once at night. At the sound of the Horn, countless Demon Beasts answered the call, surging toward the Celestial River Mountain Range and blotting out the sky. And so—

The dark clouds circling above the Celestial River Mountain Range grew wider and wider, eventually spanning over a hundred li. Those were the wings of flying beasts!

Of course.

The Cultivators of Chu State were not simply sitting by and watching this happen.

After the ancestors of the two Sects learned of the situation, they immediately approved the allied forces’ plan of attack. One after another, Spiritual Boats laden with supplies were continuously delivered to the forces in Chu State.

Not even the Anomalous Copper Ore from the Jinghai Island Reef was spared. Every time a ship’s worth of Ore was mined, it was dispatched immediately.

The disciples of the two Sects’ Casting Halls lit their forges in the open, directly Forging siege weaponry.

The massive furnaces never went out. Batch after batch of scorching, crimson molten metal was poured into prepared molds. After cooling, they became Crossbow Arrows, each about three zhang long.

Some Crossbow Arrows Forged from Exotic Copper and Iron would be sent to the disciples of the Array Hall to be inscribed with Magic Patterns.

In just half a day, these Crossbow Arrows would be covered in patterns.

Naturally, weapons made right before a battle were bound to be crude, but this speed still left many of the smaller families speechless.

The foundation of a Major Sect was not just limited to a few High-Realm Cultivators, nor was it confined to the various Spirit Treasures and strange, rare items collected in their vaults. It certainly wasn’t measured by how many years the sect had existed.

The ability to mobilize for war alone revealed a glimpse of their true power.

’All of this is burning through Spirit Stones. With my family’s resources, we probably couldn’t even last a single day.’ Hu Yao, who had come to Chu State with a transport convoy, deeply understood the gap between Jinyun Valley and a top-tier Sect like this after witnessing the scene.

Across the plain, the killing intent from both sides was already palpable.

Of course.

To retaliate against the enemy’s taunts, Duobao had also sent someone over. The messenger had called them out by name, telling them to wash their necks and wait to be trampled flat by Mist Rain Tower. But Mist Rain Tower showed no martial virtue. They fired a volley of arrows without warning, turning the messenger into a pincushion.

This made Duobao so angry he wished he could dispatch the troops immediately, but looking at the vast Heroic Pass on the Celestial River Mountain Range, he could only hold back.

However, the calm did not last long.

On the twenty-first day after the pre-battle taunts had ended, a sudden uproar erupted from the Celestial River Mountain Range. The cries, loud enough to overturn the heavens, even alarmed the Chiefs of the various Halls. Meng Qianxun and the others immediately transformed into streaks of Escape Light and shot toward the mountain peak.

’What a grand display from Mist Rain Tower this time!’

Thousands of black figures, arranged in a V-formation, flew slowly from the far end of the mountain range. They were no ordinary Cultivators; every one of them was a Beast Master. Each stood atop a soaring Flood Dragon Snake.

From a distance, they looked like a flight of leaping dragons.

Leading them was a Giant Flood Dragon over three hundred zhang long, so massive it nearly stretched across the sky. It had four wings, four eyes, and two claws, giving it an incredibly mystical appearance.

Its appearance immediately caused a commotion among the flock of beasts that had been summoned by the Horn and gathered at the Celestial River Mountain Range. Accompanied by a cacophony of panicked cries, this "cloud layer" actually began to show signs of dispersing.

However.

The strange Giant Flood Dragon let out a low roar, and in an instant, the dispersing "clouds" obediently gathered together again.

Meng Qianxun squinted into the distance. He felt that the strange Giant Flood Dragon’s aura was both familiar and foreign. Its Qi and Blood were so dense that it looked almost unreal. He could only vaguely make out a one-armed old man standing on its massive head.

"Wen Yangxi!"

"He really came back!"

Xiao Chan had noticed as well and nodded.

"You can tell his strength has suffered greatly, but that Demon Beast’s power has increased immensely—several times greater than before. I imagine it must be a transformation from a baptism in the Dragon-Transformation Pool..."

"This time, they’ve sent everyone!"

Zhao Shifeng took a long breath.

’Such a display is truly terrifying. Behind Wen Yangxi are at least a dozen Golden Core Cultivators. The rest may be at Foundation Establishment, but those allowed to follow him must be the elite of the Wen Family’s Azure Dragon Hall!’

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the contingent leisurely arrived in the sky above the Celestial River Mountain Range.

At the same time.

From within the Heroic Pass, several figures flew out to greet them.

"Elder Wen, I trust you are well. I offer you my greetings."

The leader was a woman in palace attire who bore a strong resemblance to Ping Miaohan. However, her bearing and Realm were far superior. Clearly, this woman was the current Tower Master of Mist Rain Tower:

Ping Miaoxuan.

However, his seniority was so high that even she had to greet him first. The Hall Masters of the various Halls behind her all clasped their hands in salute. "Elder Wen, you must be weary from your long journey. Please, enter the pass and rest."

"I only lost an arm. My Cultivation Realm remains. A journey of ten-odd days is nothing. If it weren’t for gathering my men, I would have arrived long ago."

Wen Yangxi’s voice boomed with vigor as he looked directly toward Chu State.

"What is the situation in Chu State?"

"Ever since we began constructing the Celestial River Pass, the enemy has been preparing their siege weapons without a day’s rest. They haven’t stopped even to this day. It seems this battle is unavoidable..."

Ping Miaoxuan paused, knowing what he was most concerned about, and continued, "The people from Jinyun Valley have not left, but Chen Che hasn’t been seen for half a month. It’s unclear if he’s in seclusion or if he’s already gone."

"Oh?"

Wen Yangxi’s eyes narrowed, his gaze locking onto the location of Jinyun Valley.

The killing intent in his eyes was completely unconcealed.

Even across the vast plain, Meng Qianxun and the others standing on the mountain peak felt a chill run down their spines, as if they were sitting on pins and needles. After all, with a gap of several hundred years in lifespan, the difference between them was still immense.

But just as quickly, the feeling vanished.

Because Wen Yangxi had found his true target. Chen Che, who had been in seclusion, had also heard the commotion outside. The moment he stepped onto the peak, he saw Wen Yangxi standing high amongst the clouds—when enemies meet, their eyes blaze with hatred.

Wen Yangxi stared for a long time.

Sensing the killing intent in his eyes, Ping Miaoxuan calmly advised, "Elder Wen, I am aware of what you have been through, but you are an elder of Mist Rain Tower. I hope you can prioritize the bigger picture."

"Our most urgent task is to fend off the two-Sect alliance. Once their allied army is routed, you can take your revenge whenever you wish. On the other hand, if we cannot stop them... we will have to sacrifice even more of our Cultivators."

At these words, Wen Yangxi finally withdrew his gaze. He glanced at the slightly worried Tower Master and burst into laughter.

"Tower Master, you worry too much."

"This old man is not some brainless fool who acts recklessly. Otherwise, during the ambush in Chu State, I would have fought to the death to take him down with me. You are the Tower Master. Today, this old man is here merely to lend a humble hand."

"It would be best to slaughter that boy on the battlefield. If I cannot..."

Wen Yangxi’s tone shifted, and he declared with iron certainty, "Then this old man will personally pay a visit to Jinyun Valley and settle this grudge!"

Ping Miaoxuan was overjoyed to hear this.

She repeatedly invited Wen Yangxi to enter and take up residence. Only then did the large army behind him disappear into the pass.

Not until Wen Yangxi’s figure had vanished did Meng Qianxun turn his head worriedly to look at Chen Che beside him.

Chen Che didn’t look much different than before.

Even the Little Chick, which had lost all its down, had regrown a full coat of Feathers. But he knew that this new plumage was merely for show. It couldn’t be shot out like a volley of ten thousand swords as it had before.

He was a Beast Master himself.

He naturally understood that a Demon Beast’s Talent Divine Abilities could not be used indefinitely; they required a period of recuperation. Having lost this trump card, he had no confidence in what Chen Che’s chances of victory were.

But Chen Che stood on the mountain peak, as unshakable as a mountain.

With Wen Yangxi’s arrival, the Horn summons, which had been twice a day, increased to four times a day. However, the Demon Beasts from the nearby states had already answered the call long ago, and with the two-Sect alliance also having many Beast Masters, very few new beasts arrived.

But the morale at the Celestial River Mountain Range was higher than ever, growing stronger with each passing day.

Of course.

The two-Sect alliance responded by fabricating their equipment with even greater urgency. Everyone could sense that the coming battle would not end easily. The level of danger would even far surpass that of the previous ambush in Chu State.

The True Essence and killing intent emanating from the massive assembly of Cultivators had unknowingly stirred the heavens and the earth, causing a truly vast layer of clouds to gather in the sky.

Finally—

On the twenty-ninth day after the Chu State ambush, the two-Sect allied army mobilized once more!

Chen Che stood atop the mountain summit and slowly raised a hand.

SWOOSH!

Countless Spiritual Boats rose one after another, like a thousand ships crossing the sea, sweeping forward in a mighty tide.