Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8406: Attack (1)

A massive army of 10,000 towering figures, each reaching heights of around 1,000 meters, had shrouded the skies over Blood Mountain Island. Those in the opposing Senluo Palace were utterly stunned by the sight of these colossal beings. They remained clueless about the events unfolding on Blood Mountain Island. Unlike their own island's setup, the protective array surrounding Blood Mountain Island wasn't see-through; it was enveloped in a thick mist. From outside, no one could glimpse the interior, leaving them in the dark about the happenings within. Consequently, they had no idea Zhao Hai was present there. Nor did they realize that those inside Blood Mountain Island could peer out at the world beyond.

Yu Fengbo gazed upon the enormous silhouettes dominating Blood Mountain Island. These giants dwarfed even the scale of their Senluo Palace. A single glance revealed they were no pushovers, causing his brows to knit tightly. While their Senluo Palace stood as a formidable ritual artifact of immense strength, it lacked the straightforward handling of the God-killing Blade.

The Senluo Palace served as a group-operated magical treasure. It demanded collective control from multiple individuals rather than a single user's command. Unable to be personally refined, it differed sharply from the God-killing Blade, which grew ever stronger through prolonged nurturing. In contrast, the Senluo Palace's might stayed constant, unchanging over time.

Though the Senluo Palace's strength was no small matter, it harbored a key flaw: the need for extensive energy accumulation, which required considerable preparation time. Their scheme had unfolded over ages, yet they hadn't allowed the Senluo Palace any chance to build up power. In their calculations, a colossal artifact like the Senluo Palace could overwhelm Blood Mountain Island in just a couple of strikes, even without prior charging. Besides, their assault on Blood Mountain Island aimed chiefly to ignite clashes between the Bloody Massacre Sect disciples in the arena and the seven great sects. As long as strife erupted among them, capturing Blood Mountain Island itself became secondary.

This mindset led them to underestimate Blood Mountain Island initially. Yet after several failed assaults, with every offensive repelled, astonishment gripped them. Compounding this, silence from the arena heightened their anxiety. Thus, they resolved to seize Blood Mountain Island outright. This shift prompted them to command the Senluo Palace to gather energy, gearing up for a devastating blow to claim the island decisively.

Yet the sudden shifts in Blood Mountain Island's barrier jolted Yu Fengbo. Staring at those immense forms, uncertainty paralyzed him. Just then, a man approached with a grim face and spoke gravely, "Alliance leader, fresh reports indicate the Bloody Massacre Sect folks didn't clash with the seven major sects during the arena fight. Instead, they allied with them, employing an odd technique to free everyone from the small hall. The seven major sects have declared they'll stay out of our business from now on. Our scheme has collapsed!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Fengbo's ears rang as darkness clouded his sight. He teetered on the brink of collapse but steadied himself with a shudder. Drawing deep, ragged breaths, he rasped, "What exactly happened? Give me the full details."

The man gave a nod and continued, "It was the Bloody Massacre Sect who uncovered our plot. Then Ha Jing showed up and exposed our intentions to Jietian. Jietian stepped in, feigning an assault on the Blood Buddha Temple to fool the masses. Afterward, Jietian announced they were fully aware of our scheme. He declared the seven major sects would wash their hands of us. He then withdrew with his followers, and now Ha Jing and his group have come back."

"Can we trust this intel?" Yu Fengbo croaked, his voice raw. He desperately needed confirmation on the report's authenticity. Should it prove real, the implications were horrifying—their entire strategy lay in ruins. With the seven major sects stepping back, the Bloody Massacre Sect could unleash their full fury upon them, spelling total doom.

"The intel checks out completely. Word is, the small hall has fallen into Bloody Massacre Sect hands. Our agents inside got rounded up by them. Ha Jing slew Yu Yang with his own hands, then handed the small hall to Zhao Hai as a prize. Apparently, Zhao Hai has already refined it," the man responded. By small hall, he meant the counterfeit Senluo Palace, which had always gone by that name due to its deceptive nature.

"How could that be? Ha Jing from the Bloody Massacre Sect might be a monk, but his temper runs hot as fire. Once he learned of our strike on the western defenses, he'd charge straight for the small hall without hesitation. Even if he held off on our lines initially, how could he unravel our plot and team up with Jietian to save the seven major sects' people? That's utterly impossible!" Yu Fengbo muttered, his disbelief palpable.

"From what I gathered, it stemmed from Zhao Hai's scheme. Ha Jing had let Zhao Hai down before. Judging by how Ha Jing gifted the temple to him, it seems like compensation for Zhao Hai's pivotal contribution. This stands as Zhao Hai's biggest achievement lately. So, I reckon Zhao Hai sniffed out our plan and urged Ha Jing to act. Rumor has it Zhao Hai enjoys high favor among the Bloody Massacre Sect's leaders!" the man explained to Yu Fengbo.

"Zhao Hai—it's that Zhao Hai once more. He's only a legacy disciple. How does he pull off such feats? Could the Bloody Massacre Sect be propping him up as a front, with some hidden figure pulling the strings?" Yu Fengbo scowled.

The man shook his head at those words and replied, "I haven't a clue. What's our next move? Do we press the attack? The palace is nearly done charging." They teetered on the edge of launching, but the odd vibes from Blood Mountain Island sowed doubt about proceeding.

"Our scheme's gone to pieces," Yu Fengbo stated icily. "The sole path left is to clash head-on with the Bloody Massacre Sect. If our Senluo Palace can claim Blood Mountain Island, we can hold their inner circles hostage and compel them to spare us this round. We've battled them for years—I refuse to believe they'll crush us outright. Get set for the assault. We have to seize Blood Mountain Island."

"Understood," the man acknowledged before hurrying off. He needed to relay the commands. Though the Senluo Palace was an energy-storing celestial artifact, Yu Fengbo gripped the central controls. The rest could merely obey and assist him, unable to sway the palace's functions. Still, coordination with its actions was essential, so they required foreknowledge of its intentions.

The Senluo Palace resembled a mighty warship. The captain oversaw all, yet he couldn't maneuver it solo—full crew cooperation was vital. The crew followed the captain's lead. For an advance, they readied the armaments; for withdrawal, they ramped up the engines.

Such was the Senluo Palace's essence. With Yu Fengbo ordering an all-out push, everyone sprang to their assigned roles. Note that the Senluo Palace boasted its own arsenal. Naturally, these consisted mainly of formations and propulsion mechanisms. It featured dual propulsion setups. The first involved an energy-gathering formation that drew power without crystal expenditure, solely from ambient sources to fuel the Senluo Palace. Only in shortages would it rely on spirit stones; otherwise, energy would falter.

The alternate propulsion was another energy-harvesting formation, this one siphoning directly from cultivators' spiritual power. Cultivators could channel their energy straight into the Senluo Palace, enabling its motion. This system worked independently or alongside the primary one. Thus, even sans the first, cultivators could infuse the formation to keep the palace running. Yet during combat with the first active, demands surged. Hence, additional mana transfers from cultivators bolstered the Senluo Palace's vigor and output.

With Yu Fengbo's call for a full-force strike on Blood Mountain Island, both systems activated simultaneously. The Senluo Palace housed an expansive inner realm, brimming with cultivators. Upon the directive, they poured their energies into the palace's arrays. A fierce black glow erupted across the structure, then surged into the encircling malevolent spirits. The spirits wailed shrilly as their forms ballooned swiftly. Ultimately, they transformed into armored ghost warriors cloaked in darkness.

Once manifested, the ghost warriors swiftly arrayed before the palace. Another black radiance flared from the temple, coalescing into sturdy chains that pierced the warriors' forms. The ghost soldiers howled in response and charged ahead.

Standing roughly 300 feet apiece, these ghost soldiers paled in stature beside Blood Mountain Island's defenders, measuring a mere tenth their height. Undeterred by peril, they barreled forward. As they advanced, the chains tethering them to the trailing Senluo Palace tautened, yanking the palace onward. It hurtled toward a collision with Blood Mountain Island's barrier.

Witnessing this, Blood Mountain Island's troops sprang into action. Gripping their guandao blades, they ignored the oncoming ghost soldiers. Their stares locked onto the Senluo Palace. The front line hoisted their guandaos in unison, aiming the sharp edges squarely at the Senluo Palace.

As the lead soldiers directed their blades toward the Senluo Palace, the second line followed suit, thrusting theirs ahead. Yet these didn't target the palace; they angled past the front ranks to impale the ghost soldiers. Meanwhile, the rear troops held motionless, seemingly oblivious to the chaos.