Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 588 - 293: Chaotic Battle
"It’s not quite that time yet."
Cong Jie slowly shook his head, a grave expression on his face, "Each time the Patriarch wakes, he approaches the dissolution realm ever closer."
"Don’t easily awaken the Patriarch unless it’s absolutely necessary."
"Now the enemy is attacking from two directions, we must act separately to fend off the invaders first."
"I’ll also dispatch someone to activate the Sect Protection Array, trap these people within the mountain, and wipe them out in one go!" Cong Jie spoke rapidly, a flash of killing intent in his eyes.
No matter who dared to assault their Seed Puppet Sect, they must pay the price!
"Alright." Zhuang Hao agreed to the plan.
"Who knows where these audacious rats came from, daring to attack our Seed Puppet Sect!"
"Elders, heed my command, immediately split up and set up defenses. Once the Sect Protection Array is activated, annihilate the invaders at once!"
Although Cong Jie’s voice was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of everyone present, and the scene immediately quieted down.
Subsequently, Cong Jie methodically took command at the center, distributing the defensive forces across the mountain gate with tense but orderly precision.
Batches of disciples, led by Grand Elder Zhuang Hao, quickly rushed west...
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Western Seed Puppet Sect.
The disciples guarding the mountain were engaged in a fierce battle with the men in black. The guard numbered only fifty to sixty people. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
Even though they had activated the defensive restriction mechanisms and summoned over twenty puppets, they were still no match for the men in black.
Every black-clad figure possessed formidable cultivation, manipulating a number of puppets several times that of the Seed Puppet Sect disciples.
Seed Puppet Sect’s disciples quickly found themselves steadily retreating.
"Gu Yuntao must have been preparing for this day for many years!"
Watching from the void, Xu Ping was secretly shocked by the scene.
Such a vast number of puppets could not possibly have been crafted overnight.
Moreover, these black-clad individuals not only had profound cultivation but were also well-disciplined—obviously, not trained in a short time.
At this moment, around Xu Ping, there were seven or eight Golden Core Cultivators, also concealing their presence.
They quietly observed the battlefield without acting rashly.
After all, it would be a waste of their own mana to deal with some Qi Cultivation and Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Their true targets were the Golden Core elders of the Seed Puppet Sect.
Just as the black-clad fighters were advancing triumphantly toward the Seed Puppet Sect’s mountain gate.
A dazzling Escape Light, wrapped in towering pressure, sped toward the battlefield like a shooting star.
"Such audacity!"
As the Escape Light gradually dissipated, Zhuang Hao’s figure appeared.
At this moment, his face was grim, his gaze sweeping over the entire battlefield like lightning, filled with fury, and a surge of intense killing intent.
The scene before him was unspeakably tragic: the stone forest at the mountain gate had been completely destroyed, leaving the mountain guard disciples nearly all dead or wounded.
The ground at the mountain gate was stained a deep red with blood, with severed limbs and corpses scattered haphazardly everywhere.
"Attack!"
Zhuang Hao shouted angrily, flicking his fingers lightly.
In an instant, a Third-rank Top-grade Puppet exuding a powerful aura appeared out of nowhere.
Immediately thereafter, a brilliant energy beam burst from the puppet’s mouth like a dragon of wrath, thundering toward the group of men in black.
"Your opponent is us!"
A blood-red blade flash suddenly flew from the forest ahead, swift as lightning through the night sky.
This blade flash accurately sliced through the energy beam, shattering it into countless flickering lights that dissipated in the vast sky.
The blood-red blade flash shot back, landing steadily into a thick hand—it turned out to be a blood-red battle axe.
On the axe’s blade, faint red patterns loomed and disappeared, flashing intermittently, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura.
The owner of this blood-red battle axe was, in fact, Yu Wei.
Simultaneously, the remaining seven or eight Golden Core cultivators, including Xu Ping, also revealed themselves.
"Yu Wei, it’s you!!"
Zhuang Hao’s eyes widened in fury, staring dead at Yu Wei, with an intent to kill that seemed almost ready to devour him,
"You’re seeking death, daring to lead an attack on our Seed Puppet Sect!"
"Save it, today marks the fall of your Seed Puppet Sect!"
Yu Wei’s face twisted into a sinister smile, his tone wild and dismissive.
As the two faced each other with swords drawn in conversation, the elders and reinforcements of the Seed Puppet Sect finally arrived belatedly.
As soon as they arrived, they all showed fierce expressions, glaring viciously at Yu Wei and his group.
The Seed Puppet Sect hadn’t suffered such heavy losses in years; this blood debt must be repaid!
"You are digging your own grave!"
Upon hearing Yu Wei’s arrogant words, Zhuang Hao’s gaze became colder, as if covered in a thick layer of frost.
With a wave of his hand, he resolutely ordered: "Kill!"
In an instant, all Seed Puppet Sect disciples charged at the men in black like tigers descending the mountain.
Meanwhile, Zhuang Hao and the rest of the Seed Puppet Sect elders engaged in fierce combat with Yu Wei and his forces.
"Slash!"
Xu Ping quickly formed a seal with both hands, controlling thirty-six Magical Treasure Wooden Swords to form an incredibly powerful Sword Array, surging towards Zhuang Hao.
A towering sword light shot skyward, carrying an endless sharpness, as if to cleave the entire world in two.
"Yan Ruchen!"
Feeling the terrifying sword light, capable of threatening even a Golden Core Perfection cultivator, Zhuang Hao’s face changed dramatically.
Such an exquisite and powerful sword array, how could he not recognize it?
Zhuang Hao’s hands quickly transformed into magic techniques, chanting a series of obscure incantations.
