Chapter 62: Imitated Magical Artifact

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Chapter 62: Imitated Magical Artifact

“Damn it!”

“A cultivator fell!”

“Two Ninth Grade Demon Beasts! We need backup over here!!… Thank you, Venerable One.”

“The defensive line has a breach; some monster beasts are heading toward the Matrix Tower.”

As dozens of monster beasts crashed heavily to the ground, the shockwaves knocked back nearby cultivators. The originally tight defensive line instantly showed gaps. Several unlucky cultivators faced fierce attacks from over a dozen monster beasts that had been waiting. Their external barriers, spiritual artifact barriers, and magical artifact defenses cracked one after another like popping beans. They were killed before they could even scream for help. Then, half a corpse was grabbed by a Bull Demon mid-air and stuffed into its mouth.

For monster beasts, the corpses of human cultivators, tempered by magic power, were undoubtedly highly nourishing. But the nearby Seventh Grade monster beasts did not dare to compete with the Bull Demon and quickly fixed their gazes on several other nearby cultivators.

“Li Zhi!”

“Beast!”

“Go to hell!!!”

Nearby cultivators focused their attacks on the taunting Bull Demon, battering it until it was a bloody mess. But they could no longer find the fallen cultivator’s body.

This wave of monster beasts was exceptionally fierce. Over a hundred monster beasts exploded in the air, but more than sixty still landed. The war zone’s defensive line immediately entered its highest alert state.

Revered Qin and Revered Mo frequently intervened, slaughtering the landed high-grade monster beasts wildly.

But they could not possibly watch over the entire battlefield.

There were too many monster beasts, scattered in different directions. At such times, to survive, one could only hold on, block the monster beasts’ attacks, or kill as many of the beasts in front as possible.

Lu Hangzhi stood in place, with one thought driving five movements. Five artifact flying swords wildly slaughtered the Seventh Grade monster beasts within his divine sense range. The aggressiveness he displayed even surpassed Nangong Jun.

On another side, Cheng Fei led two Eighth-Grade cultivators to form a triangular battle formation, resisting the fierce attacks of thirteen monster beasts.

Although Cheng Fei was only an Eighth-Grade cultivator, his physical strength was extraordinary. He clashed head-on with Bull Demons in close combat without showing any weakness. Three Bull Demons already lay dead at his feet.

“Damn it!”

“I didn’t expect another full-scale assault so soon.”

“Luckily that useless evil cultivator left early, and Revered Qin and Revered Mo took over in time. Otherwise, this war zone wouldn’t have survived the first wave.”

Cheng Fei and the other two exchanged relieved messages while fighting.

“After this wave, I guess the Xuanxin Sect group will be in bad shape too; at least half will die.”

“Don’t even mention them; not many of us veterans will survive either.”

“Crap! Look over there!”

“The defensive line in the neighboring war zone is broken, damn it! Over thirty monster beasts are charging over in a group… Their target is the Xuanxin Sect newbies.”

“They’re done for!”

Through the encircling monster beasts, Cheng Fei and the others noticed that a large group of Bull Demons, bodies ablaze, aggressively barged into Sector 112. Several cultivators guarding the edge turned pale with fear, not daring to confront them, and ran back to warn the others.

“Bastards!”

“What is that damn fool doing?!”

Revered Qin was furious and frantic. Because of the emergency, he had acted multiple times in succession, putting a significant strain on his magic power. Now, seeing monster beasts from the neighboring war zone also rushing over, he felt the pressure multiply.

Right then, Lu Hangzhi also noticed the thunderous stomping on the ground. Following the sound, he saw the large group of Bull Demons charging over and was greatly alarmed. He quickly shifted his attack target.

“Everyone, come here.”

“These Bull Demons are too concentrated; they’re perfect for group art techniques focused fire!”

“Anyone with area attack talismans, take them out now.”

Lu Hangzhi’s voice reminded the surrounding senior brothers and sisters.

Threatened by this Bull Demon team, all nearby Xuanxin Sect disciples gathered near Revered Qin…

Hu Bugui said,

“I have an attack magical artifact, an imitation artifact called ‘Dragon-Severing Stone’. It’s an area attack, equivalent to a full-power strike from the Early Spirit Concentration Stage. But the problem is, this artifact requires one breath of preparation time to attack. Does anyone have a way to control these Bull Demons?”

“Leave it to me!”

Lu Hangzhi volunteered. Although he had never used the Ghost Vine Sword before, he thought the power of this mid-grade artifact flying sword should not disappoint. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Open fire in three seconds. Anyone with Mire Art talismans, use them just in case.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of Bull Demons charged close.

Their target was clear…

The Xuanxin Sect True Disciples with relatively weaker cultivation.

“Go!”

The Strange Wind Sword shot out.

Activating the sword formation, Lu Hangzhi felt the magic power in his spiritual power pool instantly decrease by a portion. The Strange Wind Sword’s speed suddenly surged, swiftly avoiding the Bull Demon’s attempts to lower its horns and slashing fiercely across the Bull Demon’s throat from below its chin, drawing a streak of blood.

The people behind him sighed one after another.

What a pity. Lu Hangzhi only had Sixth Rank Cultivation; otherwise, that sword strike could have completely beheaded the Bull Demon.

The Bull Demon, enraged by the pain, accelerated its charge.

With the speed boost from the sword formation, the Strange Wind Sword struck once per second, moving like lightning. It madly sliced the leading Bull Demon’s body, causing the following Bull Demons to roar continuously, united in hatred.

The group of Bull Demons failed to notice a pitch-black flying sword skimming the ground. While the Strange Wind Sword drew their attention, it flew into the center of the Bull Demon group in the blink of an eye…

Ghost Vine Sealing Sword Formation, activate.

The flying sword’s blade erupted with dark light.

A large area of strange, pitch-black vine silhouettes instantly shot out from the flying sword. They grew wildly like wildfire, twisting violently, and like intelligent venomous snakes, instantly covered a thirty-meter radius, firmly binding all Bull Demons within range.

The Bull Demons were instantly immobilized, shocked and furious, struggling and tearing constantly…

Although many of the ghost vine silhouettes were immediately torn apart, Lu Hangzhi had achieved his goal of stopping the enemy.

A gray stone appeared above the Bull Demon group at some point. A powerful pressure comparable to the Spirit Condensation Stage rapidly gathered.

The palm-sized stone quickly swelled into a massive, majestic boulder dozens of meters long and wide, with dragon bodies carved on its sides and a roaring dragon head lifted on top, emanating an astonishing aura.

BOOM!!!

The moment the Dragon-Severing Stone fell, the entire war zone’s ground shook violently. All monster beasts and cultivators instinctively glanced over.

Under the more than ten-meter-high Dragon-Severing Stone, over thirty Bull Demons were crushed into layers of minced meat piled together.

The nearby ground was dyed red with blood, forming a river.

Hu Bugui swayed, his face pale, looking unsteady. He forced a smile and said,

“Success.”

“Senior Brother Hu, are you okay?”

“I overexerted my magic power a bit. I’ll be fine after resting; it’s not a big deal.” Hu Bugui took out a True Essence Pill and put it in his mouth. With difficulty, he retrieved the Dragon-Severing Stone artifact and sat down cross-legged on the spot.

Over thirty Bull Demons were annihilated.

The remaining monster beasts were mostly killed by the two Venerable Ones and cultivators like Cheng Fei. The situation was finally back under control.

Looking around,

Lu Hangzhi silently counted the people, his mood gradually growing heavy.

Originally, there were eighty-five people in the war zone. In the last wave of attacks, seventeen fell directly. Among them, seven were Xuanxin Sect True Disciples. The fallen were all True Disciples who were temporarily conscripted without sufficient preparation.

In the distance, other war zones still echoed with the roar of battle. Various art techniques and flying swords frequently interlaced. Deeper in, there was even a scene of monster beasts focusing their attacks on a Matrix Tower, an extremely dangerous situation.

Seeing this, those who survived by luck had very unpleasant expressions and were discussing among themselves.

“If we face such a terrifying assault every day, I don’t think it would take three years—probably just three days before we’re all wiped out.”

Some True Disciples became pessimistic.

Lu Hangzhi’s heart felt very heavy too.

That’s right.

Even with two Venerable Ones present, seventeen people had fallen at once…

After three days, when Elder Mo Li left, Revered Qin would have even fewer chances to intervene. Who knew how bad the situation would become?

Then someone said:

“If we can’t hold on, can we temporarily retreat from the War Zone?”

Many turned their eyes towards Revered Qin.

He slowly shook his head:

“Two Realms Mountain is humanity’s last line of defense. Only here do we have the chance to fight the Demon Race. If we retreat, the Human Race faces two choices: either be enslaved by the Demon Race, or face extinction. Therefore, anyone who shows fear in battle may be executed by the Venerable Ones inside the Matrix Tower.”

The information conveyed in his calm tone sent a chill deep into the hearts of every True Disciple.

Could they retreat?

No.

There was also no way to retreat!

While the disciples of the Xuanxin Sect were deeply worried and heavy-hearted, Cheng Fei and the others acted as if nothing had happened. After walking around for a bit, they came over to the Xuanxin Sect disciples, carrying some bloodied objects.

“These Monster Beasts were killed by you, so the spoils naturally belong to you. We hope you adapt to this environment soon. Only then can we all survive longer.”

As he spoke, he distributed some of the spoils among them.

The two largest piles were given to Lu Hangzhi and Hu Bugui.

From the more than thirty Bull Demons slain, eleven Inner Cores were collected. Besides that, the tough Bull Demon horns had also been cut off. It was said they could be forged into Flying Swords or ground into powder to make attack Talismans.

“Thank you, Brother Cheng.”

Lu Hangzhi accepted them with a nod.

Cheng Fei smiled slightly:

“No need to be polite—it’s the right thing to do. We are all brothers here now.”

He didn’t dare look down on this “newcomer” with the lowest cultivation level in the War Zone.

Controlling five Artifact Flying Swords at once, all of them Medium Grade Artifacts—that was basically the same as having five ordinary Seventh Grade True Disciples. Now he understood why Revered Qin had brought a Fifth-Grade Cultivator to Two Realms Mountain.

Cheng Fei added:

“Your Artifact Flying Swords are very good, but they consume a huge amount of Magic Power. Unless absolutely necessary, I advise you not to use them recklessly.”

“Thank you for the reminder, Brother Cheng.”

“Heh.”

Cheng Fei nodded, turned, and walked over to Hu Bugui, handing him the remaining Inner Cores:

“You need to rest. Go inside the Matrix Tower.”

“……”

Hu Bugui felt a little unwilling.

Among the rotation, he had the highest cultivation level among the True Disciples, but now, when a few others like Nangong Jun were still not required to rest inside the Matrix Tower, he had to go in. For someone as proud as him, it was hard to accept.

But Hu Bugui finally agreed.

“Please take care, everyone.”

“Don’t worry, Senior Brother Hu, we will do our best until you return,” Lu Hangzhi said.

Hu Bugui’s expression softened. He looked deeply at Lu Hangzhi and said:

“You are truly far, far stronger than my younger brother. Deservedly the champion of the Inner Sect Competition.”

“You flatter me, Senior Brother.”

Lu Hangzhi smiled.

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