Chapter 524: No Retreat, only Fight
The big ship moved forward silently. It had been two hours since it entered the Mobei area. Some people began to distribute supplies, including elixirs, spare flying swords, divine thunder, talismans, and spiritual stones.
Yu Zecheng did not take any spare flying swords, but only took four divine thunders.
After the distribution, Shi Ji, the head of the sect, ended his meditation, opened his eyes and said:
"Let's go, form a formation and transform into a dove."
Yu Zecheng immediately ended his conversation with Ye Han and Yi Zhu, and began to prepare to form a formation. This time, Ye Han and Yi Zhu participated in the formation, and some injured Xuanyuan disciples withdrew from the sword dove formation.
Everyone prepared silently. At this time, Yu Zecheng found that the old immortal and the old thing had disappeared at some point. Under the leadership of Shi Ji, everyone began to form a formation, and then jumped out of the auxiliary space of the sea ship and rushed to the sky.
Rushed into the nine heavens, in the blue sky, and flew in the Mobei area. I didn't know where I was, but I flew with the sword dove. After flying for a whole day and night, I gradually reached the goal in the sword dove's consciousness.
The sword dove slowly descended into a valley, where Xuanyuan disciples had been waiting. They had quietly entered this place after the battle, established a base for support, and were on guard around it, laying down layers of magic arrays to cover this valley.
The valley had also been transformed, and the sword dove fell and stopped in the valley, disintegrating. The head of the Shiji sect said:
"Rest for two hours, two thousand miles away, at the gate of the Eight Remnants Sect, and fight to the death."
Everyone rested here, and immediately someone distributed various foods, and everyone began to rest.
Yu Zecheng rested for more than an hour, clearing all the fatigue of traveling all night, and then stood up silently and took a look at the valley.
The valley was extremely quiet, with dense alder and tender white birch trees scattered in the mountains, and the wild roses in the forest happily bloomed flowers like small red fruits. A little to the right, the fields are covered with flowers, and hundreds of flowers are blooming in the bushes. The forest behind the bushes is green, whispering, and dotted with colorful flowers.
A fragrance wafts from the grass, bushes, and flowers in the forest. Birds fly around the branches, and thousands of voices come from the branches, mixed with fragrance. The top of the mountain is full of light, silver, gold, purple and transparent clouds. Their sometimes thick and sometimes light colors slightly set off the clear blue sky in the horizon...
Yu Zecheng picked a flower casually, put it on the tip of his nose, and sniffed it slowly. The faint fragrance made his heart suddenly peaceful, as if he had merged with the world, incomparably quiet.
Yu Zecheng felt this quiet feeling, silently, before this war, looking for this moment of tranquility, and finding poems from the flowers.
After a moment, Shiji Sect Master Tianjue said:
"My fellow disciples, today we will charge into the gate of the Eight Cripples Sect. This battle will not be like the previous two battles. We can rely on strategy to take advantage of the time, place and people, reduce the damage to the minimum, and suppress the enemy to death bit by bit.
In this battle, we will storm the gate of the Eight Cripples Sect. It is their home and their roots. The Eight Cripples Sect is full of disabled people. Even healthy people have to suffer the pain of the Eight Cripples before they can enter this gate. They rely on self-torture to exchange for powerful strength. Because of their mental methods, it can be said that they are all perverted people to some extent.
No matter how perverted or afraid of death a person is, if their home is about to be destroyed, they will fight hard. Fight to the death, exert the most powerful combat power. Even at the last moment, they will perish together with the enemy. They will never retreat weakly. It can be said that they have all the advantages of time, place, and people here, and the enemy is extremely powerful.
In this battle, the two uncles suggested that we should talk about it later and stop here first. The two of them have already set out to kill the Tiancan Patriarch. We should have attacked the Demon Shadow Sect.
But I didn't do what they suggested. We can't end it here, we can't retreat. Since the founding of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect by the founder of the Zhongxing Patriarch, we have always been weak against strong, and we have never retreated in the face of strong enemies.
When the founder of the Zhongxing Patriarch challenged ten thousand enemies alone, he had the opportunity to retreat , he actually had a better solution, he was not sure, even the suicide note and coffin were prepared, but he still went, still faced tens of thousands of powerful enemies, and drew his sword angrily.
During our cultivation, we encountered powerful enemies countless times. We knew that we would die if we drew our swords, but we still fought and won, and killed those powerful enemies with our swords. We are not only able to fight with favorable winds, but we have to calculate everything before we can fight. We are Xuanyuan Sword Sect, we build foundation and kill Jindan, and Jindan fights Yuanying.
Xuanyuan Sword Sect, never in danger in a hundred battles, only win and never lose, even if there are millions of enemies, we dare to draw our swords and rush forward, we are sword madmen, sword madmen who are not afraid of powerful enemies, sword madmen who are never afraid of life and death, we persist to the end, I will judge Xuanyuan with my blood.
Today Our powerful enemy is right in front of us. The Eight Remnants Sect cut off the descendants of our fellow disciples. Our fellow disciples are humiliated. This is humiliating you and me. We endure it today, but tomorrow there will be hundreds of enemies who will humiliate us.
So all of us Yuanying Zhenjun unanimously decided not to listen to the opinions of the two Fanxu Zhenyi. Today we will destroy the Eight Remnants Sect.
Xuanyuan Sword Sect has prospered to this day. It can be said that there are countless enemies, and countless eyes are watching you and me, so we have only one battle, and we must win the battle, because we have no way out.
In this battle, we will face the mountain protection formation of the Eight Remnants Sect, face a Fanxu Zhenyi, face five Yuanying Zhenjun, and face nearly 10,000 Eight Remnants disciples in Zhongzhi City.
But we can only draw our swords and go forward without hesitation, because we have no retreat.
In this battle, I will use the Technique of Sacrifice to Gain Righteousness and the Technique of Lingjiu to Enlighten Life. In this battle, either we will all die in the Eight Can Sect, or else none of us will die and we will win.
But everyone must be mentally prepared. Even if we win a big victory, in the next three years, we, 1,298 people, will face endless disasters of loss. If we cannot control ourselves, we will easily get lost. According to previous records, every time Jianjiu Formation uses the second technique, at least one-tenth of the disciples will be lost and fall into reincarnation within three years, so..."
Head Shi Ji didn't say anything about the end. In other words, one out of ten people would die within three years. This was the price. He was waiting for everyone's answer.
Yu Zecheng was the first to shout:
"Xuanyuan is invincible. He can fight a hundred battles without danger. He can only win but never lose. He will persevere to the end. I will judge Xuanyuan with my own blood."
Then other people also shouted, and the shouts resounded throughout the world. Head Shi Ji said:
"Okay, in today's battle, the gentlemen and I will fight hard. Let's show the world that our Xuanyuan Sword Sect, even if we don't have Zhenyi, even if we don't have a plan, and even if we break into the opponent's mountain gate, we can still win a great victory. Xuanyuan Sword Sect can win a great victory. Invincible, invincible in a hundred battles, only victorious but undefeated, persevere to the end, I will learn from Xuanyuan with my own blood.
Okay, let’s set off in formation. "
Immediately, everyone began to form a formation and turned into a huge sword dove flying into the sky. Shi Ji shouted:
"Blow the war drums and resound throughout the world. We will kill them openly and tell them that we have arrived."
Suddenly, Xuanyuan Kui Niu's soul-seizing drum was beaten, and the sound of the drum resounded throughout the world and could be heard thousands of miles away. With the sound of the drum, all Xuanyuan's disciples were excited and fearless. There was only one battle.
The two-thousand-mile road was quickly reached under the flight of the sword dove. Along the way, countless immortal cultivators stayed away from each other and watched secretly, watching the sword dove fly across the sky and the earth.
During the induction, the Eight Can Gates in the distance could sense that it was also a hanging mountain cave. Eight hanging mountains surrounded a main peak and were protected by numerous mountain formations.
In Yu Zecheng's perception, the mountain gate cave had a feeling of incompleteness, as if it was deliberately made like this. Either a corner or a piece of the hanging mountain was missing, and it was all trying to piece it together.
The sword dove flew outside the Badan Gate, thirty miles away, facing each other from a distance, in a mysterious state of stillness.
On the opposite side, the Eight Can Gates stayed behind closed doors and activated the mountain-protecting formation, hoping to use this formation to resist.
Amidst the sound of the war drums, Head Shi Ji shouted:
"Senior Dique is here. We from Xuanyuan Sword are here to inquire about your sect killing disciples of our sect without any reason and sending disciples to attack our sect. Senior, please answer?"
The Xuanyuan Kui Niu soul-seizing drum sounded, the sword dove flew around the Eight Can Gates, and the roar of the leader Shi Ji resounded through the sky, waiting for the other party's answer.
The other party was silent and showed no reaction.
Head Shi Ji shouted again:
"Senior Dique, people in the world say that all you are missing are your legs and your descendants. It seems that the legend is false. Is your mouth also missing? You don't even dare to answer?"
The other party was still speechless.
Head Shi Ji continued:
"A cripple is a cripple. He doesn't even dare to answer. Your eldest brother, Tiancan, has been killed by two seniors in my sect in the Tiancha Passage. You two have a deep love for each other. Shouldn't it be time to go on the road together? Dique, are you mute? ah?……"
A gloomy voice suddenly sounded:
"Junior, how dare you insult me like this, I will kill you..."
Before he finished speaking, Master Shi Ji finally induced him to speak. He immediately used a secret method to determine his location and used the Art of Sacrifice for Righteousness.
As soon as this method was used, Yu Zecheng felt that his whole body was shaken, and his body automatically used the method, sacrificing his life for righteousness.
Thousands of people used the same technique, and suddenly it turned into a red light and shot into the Eight Can Gates.
This red light broke through the mountain-protecting formation of the Eight Can Sect, broke through the layers of formation fog, broke through the hanging mountain cave, broke through the palace basement, and suddenly hit the Di Can Ancestor who was surrounded by everyone.
The red light is the body, and the art of sacrificing one's life and seeking righteousness is activated immediately. The eyes of the earthly ancestor are blood red, and the art of sacrificing one's life and seeking righteousness for one thousand people makes him suddenly in a state of madness. If it is other Zhenyi, there may be a chance to wake up, but he himself is He was mutilated and stimulated by this, he immediately regarded the Xuanyuan Sword Sect as a place of death and wished to cut them into pieces. He roared and rushed out crazily, rushing towards the sword dove outside the mountain gate.