Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8715: News (1)
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As he drew nearer to a shadow general, a frigid glint sparked in Cheng Wanchun’s eyes. With a flick of his wrist, two tigers materialized beside him before he surged forward. The tigers unleashed a deafening roar; one dissolved into a Tiger-head armor that enveloped Cheng Wanchun, while the other yielded to his grasp, vanishing as he held it, only to reappear in his hand as a Tiger-headed saber.
With a bellow, Cheng Wanchun charged at the shadow general wielding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade. Upon seeing the approach, the shadow general let out a cold snort. The flood dragon he rode turned, charging Cheng Wanchun as the Green Dragon Crescent Blade descended.
Cheng Wanchun roared, transforming into a ferocious tiger, pouncing at his foe. Simultaneously, his saber became a streak of lightning, slashing at the shadow general. Zhao Hai possessed exceptional blade techniques, a skill honed by the Blood Kill Sect's renowned legacy of such arts. Having inherited the sect's vast scripture library, he had access to countless blade techniques, allowing individuals like Cheng Wanchun to manifest Dharma artifacts as armor and weapons, mastering diverse weapon styles, with saber techniques being paramount.
Cheng Wanchun's saber work was ferocious, akin to a tiger descending a mountain—swift and immensely powerful. His technique radiated a soaring killing intent, like a tiger spotting its prey, making it incredibly potent.
The shadow general clearly hadn't anticipated Cheng Wanchun's prowess, yet he was no slouch. He parried with his sword, and the two clashed. Meanwhile, puppets engaged the other shadow generals. Initially dismissive of these automatons, the shadow generals soon realized their underestimated strength. Trapped, they could only watch as the magic tool army retreated.
Discovering this, the shadow generals erupted in fury. Considered elite under the Lord of Beiwei, they had been poised to strike, only for the timely appearance of the magic weapon army to shatter their rhythm. Their plan to annihilate the magic array army was thwarted just as they were closing in, a failure that incensed them. Consequently, their onslaught intensified, their subordinates' attacks growing faster and more ruthless.
However, the puppets proved formidable. Meticulously crafted by the Blood Slaughter Sect, their saber arms, though appearing uniform, were reinforced with enhanced arm guards, offering exceptional defense and the ability to wield sabers with both hands. Their body armor was robust, and their capes could unleash various spells. Most crucially, their weapons were laced with energy-transmitting arrays—a fatal flaw for denizens of the Shadow Realm, making them exceedingly wary of the puppets' armaments.
For these reasons, despite their desire to end the battle quickly, the shadow generals found the puppets remarkably difficult adversaries. Their strategic thinking and rapid battlefield responses were uncanny, mimicking seasoned cultivators rather than mere automatons.
Suddenly, a tiger's roar echoed. The shadow generals glanced over, witnessing the shadow general battling Cheng Wanchun retreating on his flood dragon—a clear sign of defeat. This revelation stunned the remaining shadow generals, who recognized their strongest comrade had fallen.
Seeing Cheng Wanchun advancing toward them, the shadow generals understood their pursuit of the magic weapon army was futile and staying would be perilous. They turned and fled, clearly unwilling to engage further.
Cheng Wanchun did not pursue them, as their objective was merely to keep them there, not to engage in a fight to the death just yet. The Blood Slaughter Sect was not fully prepared, and an immediate battle would result in significant losses. Cheng Wanchun understood that Zhao Hai would prioritize his disciples' lives over seizing minor opportunities, a principle he himself adhered to. After the enemy retreated, Cheng Wanchun recalled his puppets and returned to the formation. Upon re-entry, he discovered that a substantial number of Shadow Realm individuals had been eliminated. A fresh wave of Shadow Realm soldiers was advancing, but they posed no immediate threat to the formation. While Cheng Wanchun surveyed the defensive array, Situ Jingyu remarked, "I never imagined that Master Cheng would be so formidable. Today has truly been an eye-opener. The Blood Slaughter Sect is indeed powerful, and I am deeply impressed." Following his words, Situ Jingyu offered a salute with cupped fists to Cheng Wanchun. Cheng Wanchun returned the gesture, responding casually, "We have many disciples like myself within the Blood Slaughter Sect, who may not appear overly impressive, let alone the elders. Heh, if our master lacked confidence, he would not have allowed the Blood Slaughter Sect to suddenly emerge in the Blood Sea Realm." He paused, observing the battlefield. Although their forces were still retreating, the situation had stabilized. The enemy, initially attacking from two directions, had been unable to maintain pursuit due to the continuous withdrawal. Now, they were nearly caught up, bringing a collective sigh of relief from those on the magic circle platforms. All one hundred platforms were now focusing their attacks in a single direction, amplifying their power considerably. Faced with this concentrated assault, the Shadow Realm Army momentarily slowed its advance. At this juncture, a disciple from the Green Wind Sect approached Situ Jingyu with evident joy. "Sect Master, we've just received intelligence that the armies of the six major sects have, for reasons unknown, erupted into internal conflict. The Corpse Demon Sect Master, Li Ruohai, has unexpectedly unleashed the Corpse Ancestor of his sect, sacrificing himself to awaken its full combat prowess. The Corpse Ancestor is currently engaged in battle against forces from the six major sects, which includes members of the Corpse Demon Sect itself." Upon hearing this news, both Situ Jingyu and Cheng Wanchun were momentarily stunned, followed by a glint of excitement in their eyes. Situ Jingyu exclaimed, "Excellent! This is marvelous news. We have won this engagement." Cheng Wanchun, equally thrilled, recognized that if the six sects' offensive faltered, the Shadow Realm Army would likely cease its assault. However, Cheng Wanchun maintained his composure, stating in a steady voice, "Let us not be complacent. We must adhere to our original plan and execute a slow, fighting retreat. We cannot afford to give the enemy any openings or reveal any weaknesses." His words brought Situ Jingyu back to his senses. He turned to the messenger and commanded, "Go and relay the order. Ensure there are no mistakes. Any misstep now could lead to our defeat." The messenger acknowledged the command and departed, his excitement palpable. Indeed, everyone privy to the news shared in this elation, understanding it signified not only the safety of their sect's headquarters but also the impending end of the enemy's offensive. Just then, Situ Jingyu's communication array lit up, and a jade slip materialized within it. He retrieved and read it promptly, a smile gracing his lips. Turning to Cheng Wanchun, he shared, "Fellow Daoist Chang Jun and his contingent are advancing towards the Shadow Realm's gray fog. He also sent word inquiring about our situation here and if we require reinforcements. He informed me of the internal strife among the six major sects as well."Cheng Wanchun offered a smile. "Martial Uncle Chang is an exceptionally thorough individual. His inherent power once surpassed my master’s, yet out of admiration for my master’s might, he joined my master’s battle contingent, becoming its second-in-command. Subsequently, upon reaching the Island Lord realm, he established his own island on a territory initially granted to my master by our sect. At that juncture, my master had yet to attain the Island Lord level and lacked his own domain. The former Island Lord of that land perished in combat, leading to my master assuming control. Consequently, though that island is under my master’s purview, it is not his Natal Island. Later, an incident befell the Blood Massacre Sect, resulting in the devastation of Martial Uncle Chang's island. His strength waned, rendering further advancement impossible. Despite this, we have consistently held him in high regard, with even my master valuing him immensely. Today, within the Blood Massacre Sect, his cultivation might not be formidable, but his standing is exceptionally elevated. He is known for his meticulous nature and profound care for others, earning him immense respect." Situ Jingyu paused in surprise before nodding his agreement. He finally grasped how Chang Jun managed to occupy such a prestigious position within the Blood Massacre Sect, despite his comparatively feeble cultivation. This revelation deepened his admiration for Chang Jun. An Island Lord who could maintain such a high status even after losing his island was undoubtedly no ordinary figure. While such occurrences were not unheard of, Chang Jun's situation was different. He not only possessed the necessary qualifications but also demonstrated remarkable capabilities, securing a pivotal role in a formidable sect like the Blood Massacre Sect.