Immortality begin with Alchemy Grandmaster Chapter 2598 - 957: Spiritual Cannon Barrage, Great Battle of the Residual Realm (Part 2)

"After a millennium of tranquility, to face such abrupt calamity!"

As Zhan Bingtao listened to the Songyang Alliance Leader's account and sigh, he let out a faint snort and questioned:

"In your view, old friend, what duration do you estimate for subduing the Golden Lion Empire?"

"Half a month!"

The Songyang Alliance Leader answered firmly.

"No more than half a month, we have to swiftly capture this land, then press on toward Unicorn Mountain, and draw near the Gate of Life and Death!"

"Half a month?"

Zhan Bingtao's brows knitted together; that timeline seemed exceedingly brief.

The Golden Lion Empire's domain stretches far and wide!

At its height, it supported nine Nascent Soul True Masters at once, a testament to its scale.

In the end, only expansive lands rich in resources can nurture nine Nascent Souls.

By Zhongzhou standards, the Golden Lion Empire rivals a Giant House, or maybe the holdings of three or four aristocratic clans.

Relative to the Eastern Wasteland, one Golden Lion Empire nearly matches three or four minor Yu Ding Realms.

Conquering such an immense area, even overwhelmed by the overwhelming might of elite forces from the Fierce Mountain and Heaven Element Alliance Army, remains a formidable challenge within mere half a month.

He failed to grasp the Songyang Alliance Leader's urgency.

However, the latter had already started issuing a series of directives.

"The Golden Lion Empire's cities feature towering walls and wide moats, teeming with low-level cultivators and defensive formations throughout. Given our Fierce Mountain Zombie Alliance's approach of splitting sects to engage independently, capturing them swiftly proves difficult."

"I trust your sect will exert greater force in this conflict."

"Rest assured, Brother Zhan. For the forthcoming clash at Unicorn Mountain, I shall intervene personally!"

Hearing this, Zhan Bingtao reflected briefly before nodding slowly in approval.

By contrast, Unicorn Mountain carries a fearsome and powerful reputation.

The Golden Lion Empire's lands are expansive, true, yet its troops are dispersed.

Nevertheless, these urban strongholds in its heartland serve as easy prey for our Tianyuan Daoist Sect.

"Very well!"

With his consent, the military tactics of the army shifted completely starting the following day.

Countless dark cannon barrels targeted the vaunted city protection formations of the Golden Lion inhabitants.

At every order to "fire!", even the sturdiest barriers began to waver, tremble fiercely, and finally shatter into oblivion.

Tianyuan Spirit Cannon!

This artifact shines as an unmatched siege weapon on vast battlefields!

Its sole flaw lies in the staggering expense.

Every launched spiritual cannon projectile consumes a vast quantity of Ascendant Grade Spirit Stones.

Across the whole Mountain Sea Realm, likely only the Tianyuan Daoist Sect, following three thousand years of recovery, can indulge in such extravagance.

The Songyang Alliance Leader watched the scene, delighted by the swift progress yet quietly astonished at the Tianyuan Daoist Sect's boundless riches.

Without safeguards like the Gate of Life and Death or the Nether Abyss, which stronghold anywhere could endure such relentless bombardment?

"So be it; the Daoist Sect's power is undeniable. Handing them all of South Border changes nothing; my sole desire is a Fifth Order Spiritual Land to advance to the Divinity Transformation Realm!"

The Songyang Alliance Leader whispered to himself, his worry intensifying over Master Li Tian and their scheme.

Seizing the Holy Land was one matter; gaining access to it was quite another.

Without access, overrunning the Holy Land Mountain Gate would prove impossible.

...

Within the Yin Yang Residual Realm.

A voice laced with worry emanated from Master Li Tian.

"Qitian, are you okay?"

Their eyes turned from Hong Ye Granny to Luo Chen, the final one to step inside.

Right then, Luo Chen positioned himself with hands dangling at his sides, his complexion somewhat ashen, suggesting beads of cold sweat.

Gradually, Luo Chen straightened up, rolling his wrists.

"I'm fine, merely strained myself a little, nothing more."

Was shoving a door truly so draining?

Still, no one questioned it!

The bronze door harbored tremendous might, beyond what any ordinary Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator could brute-force.

Even as Hong Ye Granny, directed by Master Li Tian, pinpointed a vulnerability and struck it hard, that served only as a desperate measure.

It demanded much time and provoked backlash from the bronze door.

In comparison, Qitian pried it open using raw physical power, thus reducing the rebound.

Yet, merely parting a door fatigued the formerly robust Qitian, underscoring the portal's colossal mass.

Though they preserved a portion of their strength.

A flash streaked in from the distance.

From afar rang out a sharp cry: "Who permitted your entry?"

Silence met the words.

Before the door, excluding Hong Ye Granny, the remaining six shared looks, after which a pair advanced.

The Purple Robe Marquis creased his brow, querying Hidden Sword Tower Master Fan Wujiao, "Shall it be you or I?"

Fan Wujiao slapped his sword case, eliciting a humming vibration from within.

"We'll go together, to sidestep delays and troubles."

The Purple Robe Marquis offered no refusal, promptly ascending skyward as a violet radiance cloaked him.

Fan Wujiao acted more discreetly, though shades unfurled from his sword case, Sword Qi threads permeating the air.

The approaching cultivator, evidently a Golden Lion Empire elder, paled sharply upon seeing this and fled swiftly.

Master Li Tian, paying no heed to that direction, redirected his focus.

"Qitian, focus on restoring your Yuan Qi; no need to move."

"If foes emerge, Friend Meng, Bai Xuanjun, lend aid to shield Hong Ye's formation setup from disruption."

Meng Shentong inclined his head, taking on the duty, then asked, "And you?"

Master Li Tian curved his lips in a faint smile, waving his hand lightly.

Luminescent strands emerged from his sleeve, dispersing outward in every direction.