Invincible Dad-Chapter 791: It’s Moutai!_1

When the two Killing Formations emerged, the heavens and earth lost their color, and the face of the Upper Crescent Moon Clan’s Supreme Elder turned exceedingly grim.

These days, the Moon Clan had more than its fair share of encounters with these two Formations. Dozens of their Golden Core Cultivators had fallen to them, including one of his own Half-step Nascent Soul nephews. As for the number of Moon Clan Cultivators below the Golden Core Realm who had perished, it was simply countless!

It reached the point where upon seeing starlight swirling around Song Lei, he cursed outright, "To resort to formations in a battle between Nascent Souls, how despicable!"

"Hahahaha!" Song Lei threw his head back and laughed. "I have always been upright and aboveboard my entire life, never resorting to underhanded methods like formations. Right now, I feel incredibly exhilarated!"

"Pah! You’re the underhanded one," Ruan Lan urged from the city wall. "Hurry up and attack! The Array Jade Slips have a limited duration once they’re activated."

It was an extremely difficult feat for Ruan Lan to imprint a portion of the might from the Immortal Domain’s two strongest Killing Formations onto Jade Slips. The advantage was their portability, allowing anyone to use them. The price, however, was a smaller area of effect, a time limit, and an inability to unleash the formations’ full, terrifying power.

For example, the two Jade Slips Song Lei used could only sustain the Formation for a mere sixty seconds once activated.

"One minute is enough."

Full of fighting spirit, Song Lei carried the two Great Arrays and charged straight toward the Moon Clan’s Nascent Soul Elder, who hurriedly used his Divine Skills to dodge.

But then, a sight that made him utterly livid unfolded before his eyes.

The true target of this despicable Human Race cultivator was not him, but the massive army of Moon Clan Cultivators gathered in the distance.

"You dare, scoundrel!"

The Nascent Soul Elder fumed with rage. A blood moon materialized behind him, instantly unleashing a tide of icy wind that reeked of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He attempted to intercept Song Lei, but his opponent had already transformed into a raging bull and plunged into the Moon Clan army.

BOOM!

"AHHHH!"

As the Formation churned, screams echoed across the starry sky. In just a single moment of contact, over a thousand Moon Clan Cultivators were turned to ash by the falling starlight, suffering catastrophic casualties.

"Despicable!"

"Scatter! Scatter now!"

The Moon Clan army descended into chaos. But because their numbers were so vast and their ranks so dense, it was impossible for them to disperse in time.

Protected by the Formation, Song Lei charged onward, unleashing all his Innate Divine Abilities and spells. He single-handedly carved a bloody path through their forces.

"Seeking death!"

Several Nascent Soul Realm experts from the Moon Clan were hidden within the army, originally planning to catch Chang’an City by surprise in the upcoming siege. Enraged, they all attacked at once, attempting to join forces and suppress Song Lei.

However, they only dared to attack from a distance with their Divine Skills and Magical Treasures, not daring to engage him at close quarters. Even Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses couldn’t withstand the terrifyingly deadly Starlight Array.

"In ancient times, Zhao Zilong of Changshan charged seven times through Changban Slope. Today, I, Song Lei, have sent a million members of the Moon Clan scattering in disarray!" Song Lei shouted, his face flush with a peculiar fervor. "This is truly exhilarating!"

"Old Song, stop showing off and come back!" Ruan Lan’s voice carried from the city walls. The Formation could only last for a minute, and Song Lei was running out of time.

Hearing her call, Song Lei hastily began to retreat.

He had suffered a shattered foundation, with no hope of advancing his Boundary in this lifetime. He relied on Elixirs each day just to cling to life, enduring a pain of body and soul that was indescribable to outsiders. But if he could cling to life for just one more day, it would be worth it; at least he could contribute one more day of his strength to Chang’an City.

But it was too late. No fewer than thirteen Moon Clan Nascent Souls moved to block his path, determined to keep him there. They even detonated various prized treasures to slow his retreat.

PFFT!

Under the bombardment of dozens of prized treasures, Song Lei was finally injured, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. Not only did he fail to advance, but he was also blown back dozens of meters.

Song Lei sighed heavily. As if sensing something, he suddenly turned around and saw a makeshift palace at the very rear. I’m not going to make it.

Inside the palace, a young woman in a blood-red court dress lounged elegantly on a throne. The two of them gazed at each other from several miles apart. A smile touched the corners of her lips.

"Ji Jie!"

Song Lei’s pupils constricted. He recognized her as the Crown Princess of the Moon Clan, the linchpin of their entire army.

At that moment, less than fifteen seconds remained before the formation expired. More and more Nascent Soul and Golden Core Realm Moon Clan members were swarming around him, and he was slowly being swallowed by the enemy army. The voices calling from behind him were no longer just Ruan Lan’s, but those of other Martial Artists as well.

"If I can’t go back, then so be it! I’ll find you all for a drink in my next life!"

Resolve hardened in Song Lei’s eyes. No longer attempting to return to Chang’an City, he changed his target and charged toward the woman in the great hall.

Song Lei knew he couldn’t kill her. But failing to return to Chang’an City today meant certain death. Since he couldn’t live, he might as well try.

"Protect the Crown Princess!"

"Everyone be careful! Do not get caught in the formation’s area of effect! Use your Divine Sense to detonate your Magical Treasures and whittle him down bit by bit!"

...

The Moon Clan experts cautiously surrounded Song Lei to prevent him from doing something desperate. After all, during the great war between the Human Race and the Moon Clan, self-detonations were common on both sides, so they had learned from past encounters.

...

A dead silence fell over Chang’an City.

Chen Feihe, the Sect Master of the Yunxiao Sect, let out a long mental sigh. He had anticipated this outcome from the moment Song Lei first charged into the Moon Clan army. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Senior Song..."

Everyone watched the burly, bearded man bathed in starlight, now completely encircled by the Moon Clan army, their eyes filled with grief.

Ruan Lan’s words, "Time’s up...," struck everyone’s hearts like a heavy hammer.

They saw the formation around Song Lei dissipate. The cascade of starlight ceased, and he was still a great distance from the palace in his line of sight.

Without the protection of the Great Array, the combined attack from over a dozen Moon Clan Nascent Souls instantly inflicted grievous injuries upon the already-wounded Song Lei. Half of his body was sheared off, his flesh was a mangled ruin, and not a single patch of his skin remained unscathed.

"Cough."

Song Lei coughed up a great mouthful of blood. He stopped his advance and turned back to look toward Chang’an City, a smile on his face as he spoke.

Those in Chang’an were too far away to hear his words, and the nearby Moon Clan members couldn’t understand them.

But the Moon Clan members all retreated in perfect unison, creating a hundred-zhang vacuum around Song Lei. Based on past experience, Human Race cultivators who were cornered with no fight left in them would choose to self-detonate.

And it seemed they were right. Song Lei let out a great roar: "Explode!"

"Back off, back off!"

The Moon Clan experts retreated even faster, their faces tense. A Nascent Soul expert’s self-destruction was unimaginably powerful.

However, the Human Race Nascent Soul did not self-detonate. Instead, he plopped down on the ground, pulled a bottle from his robes, and began guzzling its contents.

"Hm? What’s that?"

A Moon Clan Nascent Soul was startled. Could the liquid in the bottle be a spiritual fluid? But why was there a faint scent of alcohol wafting from it...

"It’s Maotai! That’s white liquor from Earth! He’s drinking!" a Moon Clan expert who had been to Earth shouted. Only then did everyone realize they’d been played.

"How arrogant!"

Just as three Moon Clan Nascent Souls were preparing to join forces and kill Song Lei, his eyes flickered as he softly murmured, "Explode!"