Chapter 312 Black Mountain City
Thousands of feet in the sky, thirty-five scarlet rainbows crossed the sea of clouds and shot towards the north.
Such a movement could be seen thousands of miles away, but what could it matter? The cruising speed of five times the speed of sound was beyond the reach of most cultivators.
"Is there any big move by the Great Dream Sword Sect?"
In Xuantie City, 10,000 miles away from Guanshan Town, an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage heard the report and went to the top of the city to take a look. Although he could no longer see the red rainbow, he was still able to determine a rough truth with his rich experience.
"This is a flying sword formation. It takes at least thirty Xuan-grade flying swords to form such a powerful aura. Looking at the many sects in the Northern Territory, only the Great Dream Sword Sect can put up such a show. Now that the Black Earth Plain Sleepless Night is about to come, does this mean that the Great Dream Sword Sect wants to get back at the big loss it suffered last year?"
Thinking so, the old Yuanying monster shook his head and returned to the quiet room in Xuantie City to meditate.
His Xuantie City has extremely high defense, and the city defense formation is even more powerful. He has already made preparations for the evil wind to enter the city. After all, what he wants to protect is his own little piece of land.
Moreover, he practiced the Golden Core Dao, not the sword practice. Even though he had a top-grade Xuan sword, it was absolutely impossible for him to fly away with the sword in the evil wind during the sleepless night.
With all his magical powers and eight hundred years of cultivation, he could barely control the sword to fly more than twenty thousand miles before his magical powers were exhausted.
So let those short-lived sword cultivators deal with it.
We only seek longevity.
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"The sword-controlling formation of the Dameng Sword Sect? Has the Dameng Sword Sect gone crazy this year?"
When the red rainbow passed through the sky, several immortal cultivators passing by in a small town exclaimed in surprise.
Although they were exhausted, they were in good spirits. After all, they had just made a trip to the Black Soil Plain and contacted the town at the northernmost end of the Black Soil Plain. They could be said to have brought back first-hand information about this year's sleepless night.
That's why they were so surprised.
"This year, the demons are sharpening their knives, and it's obvious that they want to take advantage of the sleepless night to do something. Our Tianyuan Sect has chosen to lie dormant this year. How can the Dameng Sword Sect be so confident? You must know that during last year's sleepless night, they lost a seven-veined Nascent Soul-level sword cultivator and more than a dozen five-veined Golden Core-level sword cultivators."
"That's hard to say. Sword cultivators usually don't have very good brains, and they always say that the sword is there when the body is there, and they have a bad temper. Maybe the Dameng Sword Sect wants to turn the tables?"
"But then again, these short-lived sword cultivators are really rich. The Chihong formation that just passed by had at least thirty Xuan-grade flying swords. Tsk tsk, I'm already in the late Jindan stage, but I still can't collect enough Xuan gold to forge a Xuan-grade flying sword."
"Hey, so what if I have enough? Without the Heavenly Veins of a sword cultivator, flying with a sword is a bottomless pit. Nowadays, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is getting thinner and thinner. I don't want to consume all the mana I have cultivated with great effort on flying a sword. Flying a thousand miles can consume half a month's mana. Instead of this, I might as well use the Floating Cloud Technique and the Chasing Wind Technique. It's a bit slow, but at least it consumes less mana."
"Yes, I don't know what happened, but the spiritual energy of the world is getting thinner and thinner. If it was when our Tianyuan Sect was founded, we Jindan Daoists would not be afraid of these short-lived sword cultivators. So what if we can fly a sword? We Jindan Daoists can teleport thousands of miles in an instant. That's called a great supernatural power."
"Alright, alright, don't worry about those sword cultivators. The sleepless night will come in two days. We have to hurry back to the sect to report. What does the Dameng Sword Sect's affairs have to do with us?"
Several Tianyuan Sect disciples stopped talking, bought some food in the town, and then got on their horses. Well, this place was not the Tianyuan Sect's sphere of influence, so whether they were flying with magic tools, magic, or flying with swords, it was extremely dangerous. How could it be safer than pretending to be a merchant and traveling by land? As for those short-lived sword cultivators, well, people with different philosophies cannot work together! -
"boom!"
On a hill in the wilderness, bursts of thunder suddenly sounded, and then a red rainbow descended from the sky with astonishing momentum. Afterwards, the red rainbow transformed into thirty-five human figures, which were Zhang Yang and his disciples who were confiscating property.
After flying for most of the day, they flew at least 50,000 miles. Not only Zhang Yang, but all the disciples were very excited. It was because it was so cool. Even these disciples were determined old guys.
But no matter how excited we are, we still have to do our work.
Zhang Yang never does meaningless things. If he does something, it must be for a deep meaning. For example, today he led the team to travel around most of the Northern Territory, which was really cool.
"map!"
Zhang Yang called out in his heart at this time, and immediately a revised map of the Northern Territory appeared in front of his eyes. This is the advantage of the Xianxia Village Building Order. Wherever you go, a map will be formed.
"Da Meng Sword Sect, Tian Yuan Sect, Ye Ning City, Xuan Tie City, Xiao Lou City, Fei Xian Pass, the news should have spread."
Zhang Yang muttered to himself that he flew around half of the Northern Territory for no reason, not just to show off, but to create a perception that the Dameng Sword Sect was making a big move this time.
Especially before the sleepless night was about to arrive, many cities were unable to even prove the truth of this matter.
Normally, a paper crane or a Wanli Yin Note would be enough to handle the problem, but now that the evil wind is coming, all the sects and cities' protective formations have been activated in advance, and paper cranes can't fly in at all. Once the evil wind blows, many Taoist spells will be ineffective.
These were all told to Zhang Yang by Li Hanqiu, or rather, were discovered by Zhang Yang from Li Hanqiu. Being prepared for any eventuality and knowing both oneself and the enemy has always been his good habit.
As for the reason for doing this today, it was not to anger the Dameng Sword Sect, but to confuse the demon clan.
Although the Dameng Sword Sect has weakened, it is still very strong. According to Li Hanqiu, if the Dameng Sword Sect is determined, it can also put together a sword-controlling team of at least a thousand people.
After all, the foundation is there.
But the Dameng Sword Sect will not really send out all its forces. Although recovering the Black Earth Plain is also their established strategy, this strategy also includes the Tianyuan Sect.
So this matter is complicated even if you don’t think it is complicated.
In addition, Zhang Yang also believed that there were spies from the demon clan among the top leaders of the Dameng Sword Sect, which was indirectly acknowledged by the World Will itself.
So, here comes the question.
When this demon clan spy spread the news that the strategy of the Great Dream Sword Sect and the Tianyuan Sect this year was to lie dormant and avoid the sharp edge, but there was news from other channels that at least 30 people in the flying sword formation were showing off their power, what effect would this have? The demon clan could not be so crazy as to think that the Great Dream Sword Sect dared to raid their house, but they would definitely devote some energy to guard against this suspicious army.
"Everyone rest for two hours, and after nightfall, we will launch a low-altitude surprise attack on Black Mountain City without any defense!"
After putting away the map, Zhang Yang issued new orders.
Black Mountain City is located in the center of the Black Soil Plain, 30,000 miles away from Guanshan Town and 50,000 miles away from the Daming Sword Sect. It used to be the mountain gate of the Dayan Sect, but unfortunately, a major change happened 3,000 years ago and this place was occupied by the demon clan. Black Mountain Lord is the demon king left here to guard the place, also known as the Black Mountain Demon King.
Well, the Prince Kun who wanted to snatch Zhang Yang’s Xuan-level monster before is one of the several sons of this Black Mountain Lord.
However, for some unknown reason, Lord Heishan seemed to have reached some agreement with the Dameng Sword Sect and the Tianyuan Sect to keep out of each other's way.
This is also the reason why all villages and towns on the Black Soil Plain have to pay taxes to Black Mountain Lord.
But this time, Zhang Yang doesn't intend to indulge them. He wants to impersonate the Dameng Sword Sect and plunder Black Mountain City.
Two hours later, the sky darkened and there were already traces of evil winds and ghostly auras howling in the sky, which showed that the invading demons this time were very powerful.
"Yu!"
"dark!"
Zhang Yang grasped the sword formula, and in the blink of an eye, Xia Feng's sword dimmed from red to gray-black.
"First!"
Whoosh, a gray light flew up, followed by thirty-four gray lights.
This is the defenseless state of the sword, and also the hidden state. Otherwise, the enemy can see it from thousands of miles away, so why would they attack it? But this kind of defenseless attack is very dangerous, especially in unfamiliar airspace. Maybe a demonic wind will come towards it and the swordsman will die!
However, Zhang Yang is a man of great skill and courage, so he naturally has a way.
First, he reduced the speed of the sword flying to the slowest, which was one times the speed of sound. Then, he used his advantage as a spiritual practitioner, released his soul field, and set up a layer of defense network outside the entire sword flying formation.
Finally, he also has a shadow hidden in his hand in case of emergency.
The sword-flying formation made no sound and moved quickly in the dark night like a gray mist, less than a hundred meters from the ground.
Since it is in a defenseless state, even if there are cultivators below, they will only think that a bird is flying by.
The night is long.
Zhang Yang's sword-flying formation flew for most of the night before entering the Black Mountain City.
The Black Mountain City is very large. From a distance, it looks like a sea of lights, like the reflection of the stars in the sky.
However, what you see may not be true, it may also be weird or a formation.
"Disciple, go and take a look."
A shadow flew out from Zhang Yang's sleeve and disappeared in a flash.
Then, in just a few breaths, the shadow came back again and turned into mist to form a few words.
"Xuan Pin, weird, I can't beat it, so I can take a detour."
Zhang Yang smiled in his heart.
Take a detour? Then it would be a waste of time.
"All disciples, listen up! Collect your swords, set up the Nine-Layered Mountain Sword Formation, and crush them! Tonight, the blood feud of our Dameng Sword Sect must be repaid with blood!"
Zhang Yang shouted, and the next moment everyone put away their swords and simultaneously used their swords for combat. Sword formations were what they were best at.
In an instant, thirty-four Nine-Layer Mountain Sword Forces rose into the sky, continuously superimposed, the sword light flashed, and turned into layers of mountains, a total of three hundred layers, as if they were a solid entity.
And with the pressure of these three hundred heavy mountains, the brightly lit scene ahead was suddenly shattered.
This was indeed just an illusion created by a strange force.
The next second, the scene around them changed. Zhang Yang and the others seemed to automatically appear in a city that looked like a river of blood. There were corpses everywhere. It was the monster that dragged them into the second illusion.
"Hmph! Break the Running Sword Formation!"
Zhang Yang didn't bother to play guessing game with this weirdness, so he just broke it with violence.
It's just a Xuan-level weirdness. If they were all Jindan Taoists, it would probably be terrible, but they are short-lived sword cultivators!
(End of this chapter)
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