Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 435 - 299: A Mutual Destruction?

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"That... tower..."

At a certain moment, the chanting within the Divine Temple overpowered all other clamor and booms, resounding through the Cloud Sky.

The great doors of the Divine Temple flung open, and countless devotees with fervent expressions gushed out. Their bodies surged with powerful Spiritual Power fluctuations, enveloped in thick Light Shields, weapon in hand, gleaming with spirit light—they didn’t hesitate to leap down from the heavens.

They quickly divided into countless torrents and spread out like a vast net in all directions, descending upon the entire Abyss Battlefield, toward the cultivators below who stared in stunned silence.

At the same time, billions of zombie ghosts kept pouring out from the Crescent Moon above.

In an instant, time seemed to freeze; this scene was as if forever branded in everyone’s minds, as though it could only occur in the deepest of nightmares.

From the moment the skeletal creatures appeared and the walls collapsed to the True Monarchs confronting the enemy, followed by the Divine Temple transcending its boundaries—the whole process seemed incredibly long, yet in reality, it was merely the span of a few minutes.

One side had been planning and plotting for a long time, while the other was caught completely off guard.

Therefore, as soon as the battle began, the Tianzhu Realm side immediately suffered a heavy blow.

Boom boom boom!

One after another, Divine Temples—as if prepared in advance—passed through and formed attacking groups of various sizes, each with their own target. A portion dived towards the breaches in the Great Wall, madly unleashing firepower, while another cleared the skies of numerous flying objects.

The remaining nearly one hundred Divine Temples actively converged together, shooting out beams of Gold Light that connected with one another. The radiant gold screens suddenly merged together, forming a special force field a hundred meters thick, emitting dazzling golden light.

In the blink of an eye, a Floating Fortress far more massive than Flying Immortal City suddenly appeared before everyone’s eyes.

At this moment, the formidable Floating Fortress loomed above, while Flying Immortal City was being overwhelmed below.

"Heehee!"

Just as a cackling, wild laughter spread across the battlefield, the Floating Fortress suddenly erupted with a light brighter than the Sun. In the blink of an eye, a torrent of golden rain descended from the sky. Billions of Golden Pills, accompanied by a fearful whistling sound, covered the battlefield in a torrential downpour.

The main target, Flying Immortal City, bore nearly eighty percent of the firepower. The city was instantly submerged by the downpour of golden "rain."

Amid the thunderous explosions, the sky over the battlefield was as bright as day; it seemed as though an extra, incredibly dazzling "Sun" had appeared above.

At the same time, streaks of light flew out from the Divine Temples and scattered into the middle of the battlefield. The great high priests, each as powerful as a Nascent Soul, revealed themselves. With a single thought, domains of light engulfed large swathes of the battlefield, initiating a prelude to slaughter.

Seeing this, the Nascent Soul Ancestors of the Tianzhu Realm could no longer sit still, shooting toward the battle from all directions, and began to entangle themselves fiercely with the high priests.

However, after over two months of incessant fighting day and night, the Tianzhu Realm forces were already exhausted, while the Netherworld Ghost Realm was full of fighting spirit.

The wealthy enemy and the depleted us!

Hence, after just one hour of fighting, the situation on the battlefield drastically changed. First, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Array was targeted and destroyed. In an instant, the Daoist Soldier units on the walls were encircled and besieged by a Conversion Army ten times their number, trapped in isolated battles. Soon, most of them were in peril.

At this moment, the Netherworld Ghost Realm was overwhelming the Tianzhu Realm forces with ease.

...

As the Abyss Battlefield was being breached and some scattered Divine Temples broke through the encirclement, flying into the central airspace, they attacked the camps down below with impunity.

During this time, some of the forces stationed on the Second Ring Golden Wall began to panic, and some defensive segments were already descending into chaos.

No one knew who took the lead, perhaps it was because many of the smaller sects in the middle segment fled to avoid the battle, some forces, scared out of their wits, hastily abandoned their posts and fled into the distance.

Just when a grand defeat seemed inevitable, and the Xinglong Dao Soldiers too were at a loss due to the surrounding people’s flight,

Zhao Sheng and Zhao Xuanjing returned together.

The arrival of the two family elders instantly provided the Zhao Family with a pillar of support, and military morale was once again stabilized.

"Ancestors, Ancestors!"

"Ancestor! Please make a decision! Do we flee or hold out?"

"We’re defeated, a complete collapse! How could we be so thoroughly beaten!"

"Ancestors, perhaps we should flee too! Better to keep the green hills safe than to worry about no firewood! The Feather Mystic Sect has just run away!"

"Hmph, silence!"

Seeing everyone’s unruly behavior, Zhao Sheng couldn’t help but let out a cold snort, his expression as stern as water, and commanded silence.

With an ancestor’s anger, the surroundings immediately fell deathly silent.

Zhao Xuanjing looked out over the battlefield and saw Flying Immortal City suppressed, our own Nascent Souls and Divinity Transformation True Monarchs tangled up and unable to extricate themselves.

The defensive line on the Great Wall was being swiftly overrun by a tide of fanatics; it fell segment by segment.

Countless cultivators who were struck with fear desperately fled in all directions; the entire battlefield was in utter disarray, a situation deteriorating beyond repair.

Looking at the formidable Otherworldly Temples approaching in force, Zhao Xuanjing’s expression was exceedingly grave. His pressure gradually built up as numerous strands of earthy yellow light burst forth from his body, as if he was about to take action the next moment.

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Zhao Sheng immediately stopped him, "Ancestor, hold on!"

"Take a look at this!"

Having said that, Zhao Sheng gently tossed a Spiritual Tablet for messaging.

With a thought from Zhao Xuanjing, the Spiritual Tablet flickered, and its message instantly flooded his mind.

"This is the alliance’s highest command... ordering the activation of all Defensive Arrays to their greatest power for full Defense. Then, everyone must immediately take shelter in the safest fortress."