Chapter 611 - 554: Tortoise Shell, Meeting

Chapter 611: Chapter 554: Tortoise Shell, Meeting

Just then, the continuous sound of horns from within the Celestial River Mountain Range suddenly turned mournful and desolate. Chen Che stopped in his tracks and looked up, only to see massive horns extending from the pavilions of the Celestial River Pass.

The sound waves even formed visible ripples, the reverberating air distorting with them.

Accompanied by the sound of the horns, the scattered Demon Beasts were gathered once again. Looking at the swarms of demons gathering in the sky, on the ground, and in the water, Chen Che raised an eyebrow slightly.

The countless gathered Demon Beasts launched a frenzied charge directly at the camp. The previous, much larger beast tide hadn’t managed to stop the allied forces of the two sects. Now, with their numbers greatly reduced, their threat was naturally far less potent.

The Demon Beasts crashed against the camps like a tidal wave against a reef, only to be stopped directly by the Arrays set up outside each encampment.

’The Tidal Horns.’

Chen Che’s eyebrows rose.

After fighting for so long, he was intimately familiar with many of the Mist Rain Tower cultivators’ methods.

「Years ago.」

The Mist Rain Tower cultivators, who had started out as fishermen, used this method to summon schools of fish for their catch. Of course, after several hundred years, as their cultivation and Cultivation Techniques improved, the horn calls gradually evolved.

Different tones could compel the Demon Beasts to perform different actions.

And the sound of over a hundred horns blaring in unison had a terrifyingly vast range of influence.

At the same time, the firepower from the Celestial River Mountain Range intensified severalfold, seemingly intending to coordinate with this final beast tide to wipe out a few camps in one fell swoop.

Of course, this was just wishful thinking.

"Wang Chen, Vice Chief of the Sacrificial Hall!"

Chen Che called out.

"Here!"

A gust of wind swept by, and the man appeared behind him.

"Take a group of men and eliminate the Demon Beasts outside the camp."

"Yes!"

Having received his orders, Wang Chen let out a sharp whistle.

Instantly, over a hundred figures rose from within the camp and shot toward the Demon Beasts outside the Array.

Wang Chen, who had been aided by a Golden Core Remnant Soul, had truly not given Chen Che much to worry about since his Foundation Establishment. He had recruited a group of capable Loose Cultivators, greatly replenishing the Sacrificial Hall’s strength after Lu Qinglian’s departure.

These Tributors, living off the stipends from Jinyun Valley, had become a sharp sword for the sect in its external affairs.

It seemed they understood that the remaining beast tide couldn’t affect the two-sect allied forces. Before Chen Che could even lead his men into the camp’s main hall, he sensed a commotion erupt from the pass behind him. Immediately after, several thousand cultivators poured out from one of the pavilions.

"Can’t hold back any longer, can they?"

Xiao Chan stopped, a hint of excitement in his eyes.

At the same time, all the major camps went on high alert, preparing for a close-quarters battle with the Mist Rain Tower cultivators.

However, after charging out for several miles, the cultivators suddenly shot upward, dodging the incoming crossbow bolts in mid-air. They actually looped around in the sky before flying back behind their own defensive lines.

Before anyone could react, a group of Major Cultivators riding Flood Dragon Snakes swooped down from the city, their faces filled with ferocity. But in the end, they also just did a lap and quickly returned.

"Motherfuckers!"

"Stop hiding! If you’ve got the guts, come out and fight for real!"

"Don’t run..."

The cultivators, who had been openly arrayed for battle, were furious after being feinted twice in a row.

For a moment, many hot-tempered cultivators in the camps began cursing up a storm, and a chorus of shouts and insults erupted.

"Harassment tactics!"

Chen Che’s eyebrows rose.

"This is most likely the work of Mist Rain Tower’s Third Floor Master."

The old man’s eyes flickered, and he let out a soft chuckle. "Bringing mortal tactics into this?"

The Third Floor Master was a mortal from a military background. It was said that in the Mortal World, he was a Grandmaster who had reached the highest echelons of power, holding the title "Beside the King." However, his achievements overshadowed his sovereign, which led to the destruction of his family. Forced to flee his homeland, he embarked on the path of cultivation.

As a mere Loose Cultivator, he successfully reached Foundation Establishment before marrying into the Ping Family of Mist Rain Tower’s Vermilion Bird Hall. From then on, he continuously earned merits and rose rapidly through the ranks, smoothly achieving Core Formation and eventually becoming the Third Floor Master.

In the two hundred years since he became the Third Floor Master, the Vermilion Bird Hall’s strength has surged by nearly seventy percent, allowing it alone to surpass the other three Halls. This turned Mist Rain Tower, where the position of Floor Master was once rotated, into the Ping Family’s personal property.

"They may be mortal tactics, but they’re crude and effective."

Chen Che glanced around out of the corner of his eye.

These harassing troops brazenly charged out, didn’t get far, then turned and went back. After a while, they would charge in again, annoying everyone to no end. A cacophony of curses rose and fell from every camp.

Moreover, many cultivators were even gathering and surging toward their respective camps’ command tents, clearly wanting to request permission to fight. Even on Jinyun Valley’s side, some cultivators couldn’t contain their anger, their gazes constantly flicking toward Chen Che, their eyes filled with inquiry.

"Effective,"

Chen Xi affirmed the enemy’s method. "It’s a tactic to wear down the troops, a mix of feints and real attacks. When you let your guard down, a sudden strike from them will be exceptionally effective."

"So how do we counter it?"

Lu Yuntian pressed.

Xiao Chan, the old man, and Lu Yuntian all looked over.

"It’s not that difficult. Arrange the cultivators into shifts and order them not to act rashly, no matter what happens outside. Also, set up a few loudspeakers outside the camp and have cultivators take turns taunting them, provoking them to come out and fight!"

Chen Xi explained slowly.

"See to it."

Chen Che shot a look at Rong Zhongxuan behind him.

While the other Halls were struggling to defend against Mist Rain Tower’s harassment tactics, the Jinyun Valley camp erected several massive loudspeakers, comparable in size to the enemy’s horns. A few silver-tongued cultivators were selected and stood before the speakers, which were engraved with Amplification Arrays. The moment they opened their mouths, all sorts of vile curses echoed across the sky.