Chapter 59 "Demon Cloud Ridge!"
One hundred thousand miles from the Nine Heavens Holy Land.
At the foot of a mountain range stretching tens of thousands of miles stood a city shaped like a coiled dragon. The city's area was several tens of miles long, and nearly a million humans lived here.
The city was surrounded on all four sides by majestic and magnificent walls thirty zhang tall. On a giant black iron gate several zhang high hung a massive plaque, upon which the words "Panlong" were written in a bold, flowing script.
At this moment, the city gates were tightly shut.
Upon the walls stood burly men clad in uniform black armor, each holding a profound iron strong bow in their thick right arms. A murderous aura permeated the area.
Several hundred meters outside the city walls lay the corpses of several thousand magic wolves. The smell of blood swept through the surroundings, and the resentment condensed from the magic wolves attracted some low-level ghostly creatures and insect monsters. They constantly roamed this Asura-like purgatory, opening their ferocious ghostly mouths to devour the resentment.
A centipede ghost, one of the most common insect monsters, had a tiger head as large as a water vat. Its thousand-legged body was enveloped in a gray mist, within which its hook-like claws and fangs, like those of steel, were faintly visible.
Shua! Suddenly, an arrow drawing a fiery red tail flame, fast as a bullet, pierced through the head of this centipede monster.
Accompanied by a shrill wail, this monster with its huge tiger head, this centipede monster enveloped in gray mist, instantly ignited.
In less than two breaths' time, this centipede monster was burned to death. The blazing arrow, stuck diagonally in the ground, then had violent flame fluctuations across its body. Immediately after, it exploded like a falling cannonball, and powerful flames mixed with rolling thick smoke rose into the air, forming a small mushroom cloud.
The remaining power of the flames also engulfed several hundred insect monsters nearby that were greedily devouring the resentment, burning them all to death.
"General, what excellent archery!" From the high city walls one thousand zhang away, several voices of praise rang out.
The city-defending general, Feng Yang, was slowly lowering the longbow in his hand.
Feng Yang wore a set of profound iron light armor, his figure somewhat slender. He was, however, the only cultivator in the defending army whose cultivation had reached the Void Core Realm First Heaven. The rest of the archers were mostly disciples from small families and minor sects. Their cultivation realms were mostly at the Qi Refinement Realm, with those at the Foundation Establishment Realm being few and far between.
"All you know is how to flatter. Keep a close watch. Although we have the protection of the formation barrier, we still cannot let these demons and monsters step within a hundred zhang of the city walls!" Feng Yang patted the steel helmet of the flatterer beside him, saying with a somewhat grave tone.
"Yes, General!" On the city walls, several hundred soldiers and officers said in unison.
Immediately after, Feng Yang gazed into the distance at the Demon Cloud Ridge, his mood growing heavier.
Inside that Demon Cloud Ridge, once a large spatial demon cave formed, they in Panlong City would be the first to suffer. The protective formation their city used could not withstand an attack from a demon at the Dao Integration Realm at all. Even a few demons in the late stages of the Void Refinement Realm could possibly breach the city.
"General, when will those genius disciples from the Nine Heavens Holy Land get here? We have already resisted several waves here. I estimate that after two more waves of a thousand monsters attacking the city, these specially made arrows will be used up, and we won't be able to resist anymore!"
Beside Feng Yang, a young archer soldier asked.
These city-defending soldiers all knew that their General Feng Yang was once an outer disciple of the Nine Heavens Holy Land in his youth. It was thanks to the foundation he built there that he was able to become a powerful cultivator at the Void Core Realm.
"Soon, I have already used the city's transmission formation to send the situation here to the Nine Heavens Holy Land!" Feng Yang replied.
Just as he finished speaking, within everyone's line of sight, a swift afterimage suddenly burst into the sky, which was covered by thick white clouds. It was like a sharp blade, splitting the white clouds in two wherever it passed.
In an instant, it crossed a distance of several thousand zhang and arrived above the walls of Panlong City.
Everyone looked over and saw it was a crescent-shaped magic treasure. The powerful aura of this magic treasure pressed down on everyone like a mountain range, making it somewhat difficult to breathe.
On top of the magic treasure stood two figures, one large and one small.
When Feng Yang saw Lin Xuan in his Golden Sun Method Robe, his pupils suddenly contracted. As a former disciple of the Nine Heavens Holy Land, how could he not know what noble status this robe represented.
"Your subordinate, Feng Yang, the city-defending general of Panlong City, pays respects to the Holy Son!" Feng Yang said, bowing respectfully.
"Holy Son!" All the archers on the city wall were dumbfounded. To be called the Holy Son by their general, wasn't that the Holy Son from within the Nine Heavens Holy Land!
"We pay respects to the Holy Son!" This vast territory of hundreds of millions of li was under the protection of the Nine Heavens Holy Land. The Holy Son of the Nine Heavens Holy Land was like an imperial relative with immense power; how dare they not treat him with reverence.
"No need for such formalities. Just bring a detailed map of the Demon Cloud Ridge." Lin Xuan said plainly.
"Yes!" After speaking, Feng Yang hurriedly took out a map jade slip from his storage pouch and held it respectfully with both hands.
Lin Xuan casually waved his hand, pulling the jade slip before him. His divine sense probed into it, and immediately, a very detailed map slowly unfurled in his mind like a scroll painting.
"Mm, defend Panlong City well. This matter of the spatial demon cave will be pacified soon." Lin Xuan was quite satisfied with the map. After putting it away, he said a word to Feng Yang, then controlled the Sun and Moon Golden Wheel to speed away in the direction of the Demon Cloud Ridge.
Feng Yang and the others on the city wall, upon seeing Lin Xuan disappear from their view, couldn't help but relax their tense hearts.
"So that's the Holy Son of the Nine Heavens Holy Land. He asked the general for the map of the Demon Cloud Ridge. Could it be that he intends to resolve the spatial demon cave personally!" A few burly archer men exchanged glances, and they all saw a trace of astonishment in each other's eyes.
"This is a large spatial demon cave, and it's extremely likely that a demon creature above the Dao Integration Realm will appear!" one of them said.
"The Holy Son probably has his own method for finding the spacetime node!" Feng Yang said slowly.
At this time. Lin Xuan, driving the Sun and Moon Golden Wheel, was rapidly approaching the Demon Cloud Ridge.
The closer he got to the Demon Cloud Ridge, the denser the demonic qi particles in the air became.
When Lin Xuan's gaze fell upon a lush jungle below, his brow furrowed.
Looking down from an altitude of one hundred zhang, he could vaguely see hundreds of swift beastly shadows in the jungle on the plain below, speeding towards the distant Panlong City. Faint, heavy beast roars could be heard by his ears.
A few massive, robust beasts at the front shot out of the jungle like sharp arrows. Each one had greedy, bloodthirsty, scarlet eyes, staring straight at Panlong City several li away. Their sensitive noses seemed to have already caught the scent of humans.
This was a pack of several hundred magic wolves.
Scanning function activated.
Nickname: Blood Demon Wolf
Race: Demon Clan
Level: Foundation Establishment Realm First Heaven
The information of these magic wolves appeared before his eyes; most were at the Foundation Establishment Realm First or Second Heaven.
"Xiao Yu!" Lin Xuan said to Xiao Yu beside him.
"I knew it, I'd be the one to take action!" Xiao Yu, who had long been prepared, had spiritual energy surging through her small body. Her small hands instantly formed dozens of hand seals.
"Tree World Prison!" Xiao Yu said in a soft voice.
The next moment, beneath the several hundred magic wolves, countless half-meter-wide tree-vine pythons burst from the ground. Like ravenous beasts pouncing on their prey, they instantly slaughtered the several hundred Blood Demon Wolves. Limbs were scattered everywhere, and a river of blood flowed
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