The Holy Hall Beings wouldn’t overthink it. No matter what Wang Meng did, they would follow. This was a confidence built bit by bit since the days of Thunderlight Hall, which had gradually become blind devotion, and now, step by step, had transformed into faith.
Wang Meng was the Invincible War God.
The Holy Hall Disciples certainly wouldn’t care about such things, but Xie Tianhua and the others couldn’t help but worry.
They had been with Wang Meng for some time, and the man was indeed powerful and miraculous, but... that was the Demon Capital. Even powerhouses on the level of the Dragon Emperor and the other three great experts would likely never return from such a place.
Wang Meng...
After this great battle, the Burning Corps also welcomed a new batch of elites, like Mu En, Ji Rushan, Zhanming, Feng Jin, Dangtian, and others.
It was clear to everyone that fighting with the Burning Corps was where true grit and passion lay!
It was a perfect fit.
This further expanded the Holy Hall’s strength, but as a consequence, the Demon Race certainly wouldn’t just sit by and watch.
And indeed, a few days later, the Demon Army began to gather once more on an unprecedented scale. The Demon Race’s thinking was simple: they would never allow such a demoralizing event to pass. As the fighting continued, Burning Castle had suddenly become the main battlefield.
Yue Shan gazed at Snow Moon City, where morale was high and preparations for war were in full swing. She felt it was time for the Treasure Artifact Sect to make a decision.
Wavering between the two sides was not a good thing. Among the new generation’s four great masters, who was the true chosen one?
Yue Shan wasn’t sure, but as she soaked in the atmosphere, she knew she wanted to fight here.
She had to convince her father.
Yue Shan found Yue Rantian and told him her thoughts.
Yue Rantian smiled faintly. "Shan’Er, you may think I’m heartless and inflexible. On a personal level, I like Wang Meng too. He values loyalty and has principles. But when you become a Sect Leader one day, you must bury these feelings and not act on personal preferences. You might see that the Burning Corps has won a victory and that a large number of Cultivators are flocking to them, but I’m telling you, this is just a flash in the pan. It’s true that those hundred thousand-plus Cultivators are all here for Wang Meng and the Holy Hall, but what about their actual strength? The Demon Race suffered a huge loss this time; do you think they’ll just let it slide? An eye for an eye—that has always been their way. This victory was won through a surprise attack. What are the chances of that happening again? Furthermore, Wang Meng’s whereabouts are currently unknown. Knowing his personality, he most likely really did go to the Demon Capital. What do you think his chances of coming back alive are? Under these circumstances, you want our Treasure Artifact Sect to court its own death instead of following the No Illusion Demon Sect to build our legacy? As the Sect Leader, I cannot grant your request."
Yue Rantian wasn’t stern or harsh. Instead, he was trying to guide her patiently. Just as he himself had said, admiration was one thing, but reality was another.
The Treasure Artifact Sect was famous throughout the world for its Treasure Artifacts. It needed balance and had to choose the right path.
Yue Shan suddenly smiled. "Father, everything you’ve said is reasonable. Right now, I am not speaking to you as a disciple, but as a daughter making a request of her father. No, this is my own decision."
Yue Rantian nodded. "Go on."
"I want to join the Holy Hall!"
Yue Shan left. She had never been a daughter who followed the rules; she had been rebellious from the start. Of all the people she had met, only with Wang Meng did she feel a sense of resonance, an innocent, budding feeling.
But once she had come into contact with Wang Meng, she found there was no going back. Regardless, Burning Castle had reached its most critical moment. If a man was willing to make such a sacrifice for her, she would have no regrets.
She could understand Yue Rantian’s decision, so she didn’t blame her father for it, but she had to make her own choice.
Just as the Holy Hall Disciples often said: Don’t seek eternal life, but a life lived ablaze with glory!
Other Sects generally didn’t accept disciples who had left their previous Sect, but the Holy Hall was different. It was a big family.
Generosity breeds greatness; selflessness forges strength!
Having made her decision, Yue Shan felt a sense of relief. If she had waited until Wang Meng returned victorious to make this choice, she would have despised herself. It was a little late, but she had finally decided.
Strangely, Yue Rantian didn’t stop her.
The Treasure Artifact Sect Master was, after all, the leader of one of the Ten Great Sects. He understood full well why people like Yuu Kunlun were willing to risk it all. It was just that they were at different stages. He couldn’t do it, but that didn’t mean Yue Shan couldn’t.
The new generation had grown up quickly. The world had changed.
Now, they could only hope that Wang Meng would return alive. As long as he came back, the Burning Corps would undergo a qualitative leap in power.
News of Wang Meng venturing into the Demon Capital alone quickly spread throughout all the Small Thousand Realms and to every Sect.
Everyone was stunned when they heard it. To be honest, no matter how powerful a Cultivator was, they would never have even considered such a thing.
The Demon Capital was where the Demon Race’s power was most concentrated. It was said to be guarded by a large number of Demon Generals, was the territory of the Five Great Demon Kings, and also housed some Demon Race elders. For someone from the Star Alliance to go there was a perfect example of the saying: "Heaven has a path, but you refuse to take it; Hell has no gate, yet you insist on breaking in."
But after the initial shock, everyone felt that this was something only Wang Meng would do.
When news spread that the Demon Army was bearing down on Burning Castle, intending to flatten it to wash away their shame, even more Cultivators took action.
Especially the Loose Cultivators!
Within the Star Alliance, or more accurately, the Small Thousand Realms, there were a vast number of Loose Cultivators. Some didn’t even participate in the Star Alliance, but that didn’t mean they were weak. It was just that most Cultivators were individualistic by nature—a necessity for the path of Cultivation. It had been this way for thousands of years and couldn’t be changed overnight. But at this moment, even these Cultivators began to move.
Setting aside the impact a Demon Race invasion would have on the Small Thousand Realms, at a time like this, the buried fighting spirit in the bones of every Cultivator was stirred.
As a human, as a Cultivator, how could they let the Demon Race act so arrogantly?
More Cultivators headed for the Slaughter Space.
Meanwhile, the great battle at Snow Moon City had already begun. The Demon Race had clearly gone all in, launching a two-pronged attack.
With Chi Qing captured, his share of the Cyan Demon Corps fell to Chi Zhu. And using the excuse that Chi Huang and Chi Ying were dealing with Wang Meng, he personally took command of the Burning Castle battlefield.
He was trying to seize the greatest glory. The front where Mingren was stationed was full of madmen; after several clashes, Chi Zhu knew it was impossible to break through there. He absolutely could not let this opportunity slip by. In any case, no matter how strong the Demon Race faction led by Mingren was, they couldn’t possibly break through the main Demon Army’s garrison. If it came down to a full-scale firefight, the Demon Race wasn’t afraid. And even if all his troops were wiped out, it didn’t matter. As long as he took Burning Castle and opened the passage, his mission would be a great success.
The Demon Race had always cared only about results, not losses. Chi Zhu was very excited.
In Snow Moon City, Zhang Xiaojiang and the others gathered for a meeting. The situation was extremely grim.
"There are a lot more Giant Demons among the monsters this time. These things are incredibly tough to deal with. Bow Cultivators can’t pierce their defense, and if they manage to break into our Defense Array, the destruction they’ll cause is immense!"
Yang Ying said, "We need to organize teams specifically to deal with them!"
Zhang Xiaojiang nodded. "The seal is gradually weakening, and more powerful Demons can now emerge from the Abyss. I suggest we select some powerful Cultivators to specialize in dealing with these types of Demons."
"It’s likely that members of the Demon Race are hiding near these Demons, so the teams need to have enough manpower. Once they eliminate their target, they must leave immediately and not get bogged down."
Xie Tianhua added.
"I don’t care about anything else, count me in for this!" Zou Chuang’s deep voice rang out. Assassination and covert strikes were his specialty.
"We’ll have to rely on Brother Zou for this. You pick the people!" Zhang Xiaojiang said. Zou Chuang was an expert in this field, but he just hadn’t had a chance to shine since the war began.
"The stronger the better, of course. After that, we need to pick Power Cultivators. Suo Ming, Ji Rushan, Dangtian, Feng Jin—you guys will need to choose the teams. Ideally, they should have good coordination. Five people to a target: three Power Cultivators on offense, two Body Cultivators for cover!"
Zou Chuang said.
Suo Ming, Ji Rushan, Dangtian, and Feng Jin had become the flag-bearers for the Body Cultivators of the Burning Corps. Suo Ming was fearless in the face of death, Ji Rushan was calm and commanding, Dangtian was full of passion, and Feng Jin had limitless fighting spirit. In this kind of large-scale battle, Body Cultivators and Power Cultivators were the tip of the spear.
Suo Ming nodded. Dangtian grinned. "Our only fear is that there won’t be a chance for our Power Sect to act!"
In other places, when faced with such a task, everyone would have many reservations. But here among the Holy Hall Beings, you had to fight for missions. First come, first served.
Here, the brave were respected!
"Brother Zhou, what’s the situation with our defenses?"
Zhou Qian nodded. "Our Spirit Stone reserves are still sufficient. If we’re careful, it’ll be fine. Don’t underestimate us Talisman Cultivators; we’re number one when it comes to defense."
"Brother, don’t let your bragging get the best of you."
"Damn it! I guarantee the city’s Grand Array won’t fall before the boss gets back!"
Zhou Qian patted his chest.
Everyone was making a solemn pledge.
Ma Tian’Er was the most exhausted of them all. She led the Pill Cultivators, responsible for healing injured Cultivators and Spirit Beasts. Although she wasn’t on the battlefield, her role was undoubtedly crucial.
"We Pill Cultivators will do our utmost to save every warrior."
"Tian’Er, you need to take care of yourself too. We’re not that fragile!"
"That’s right, just do what you can. This battle won’t be over anytime soon."
Ever since the war began, Ma Tian’Er had constantly looked pale and worried.
Ma Tian’Er forced a smile. She couldn’t bear to watch lives slip away in her hands.
Among the ordinary Cultivators, Ma Tian’Er’s prestige was incredibly high. When uninjured, they were all fierce warriors, but injuries were more savage than tigers. In the end, they still had to rely on the Pill Cultivators for treatment.
This was also related to morale. For the past few years, Ma Tian’Er, Zhou Feng, and the others had always done their best. Ever since cultivating at the Cultivation Academy, Elder Zhou had a breakthrough. He combined his own Alchemy Skill with that of the Star Alliance, unlocking his talent in Alchemy and experiencing a massive second wind. The Star Alliance was now already changing its Pill Formulas to adopt Old Zhou’s, which had been proven most effective in actual combat with extremely low side effects.
Without this powerful support, Burning Castle truly wouldn’t be able to hold on.
The Sword Cultivator contingent was undoubtedly the largest and also the main force. Having been tempered through countless trials, there was no need to worry about them.
The strategic assignments were now clear, with everyone having their own role. And Yue Shan’s arrival completely filled the final gap.
Although the Treasure Artifact Sect hadn’t provided its full support, Yue Shan’s skill in this area was beyond doubt. With her full assistance in leading the Blacksmiths and Artifact Refiners to repair the Cultivators’ weapons and Magical Treasures, everyone felt much more at ease.
Any difficult problems or repairs for high-end Magical Artifacts would be easily resolved once they reached Yue Shan.
In battle, weapons are indispensable. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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