Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate Chapter 2189: 1119: War of Attrition (Part 2)

Song Chufeng grasped this reality with absolute clarity.

Understanding the situation, he acknowledged that the Lin Family's formation presented a difficult barrier. Lacking a sophisticated method to dismantle it immediately, his only option was to persist with brute force. In his estimation, every protective formation possesses inherent defensive robustness at its inception.

Nevertheless, no barrier remains invincible indefinitely; as offensive pressure mounts and the onslaught continues, the energy cost becomes unsustainable. Once the replenishment of the formation fails to match the rate of depletion, its structural integrity and counter-offensive capabilities inevitably begin to falter.

When that critical threshold is breached, the degradation becomes severe. At that juncture, the vulnerabilities within the defensive array will expose themselves, making a final breach significantly easier.

Consequently, although his initial salvos yielded no immediate triumph, they were far from futile when viewed through the lens of a long-term strategy; every strike exacted a toll.

Bolstered by this logic, Song Chufeng opted not to cease his assault. Instead, he resolved to intensify his output and escalate the frequency of his strikes. With his course of action solidified, he glanced toward Xiao Chen and issued a directive: “Nephew Xiao, I shall maintain pressure on this Great Defensive Formation. You two must focus your efforts on identifying its weak points.”

Following these commands, Song Chufeng performed a series of hand seals, channeling brilliant spiritual light into his Spirit Treasure.

“Whoosh… whoosh… whoosh…”

Through the resonant atmosphere, a fresh wave of attacks ascended, slamming violently into the shimmering veil of the formation.

In the aftermath, fresh ripples distorted the invisible barrier as the energy was absorbed by the Great Defensive Formation. Even as the light faded, the shield remained steadfast and unbroken.

Song Chufeng remained undeterred, showing no inclination to abandon his objective. He immediately launched successive rounds of strikes, each one hurtling toward the shimmering curtain.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

The air erupted in cacophonous explosions as light continuously flickered across the surface of the barrier.

Meanwhile, within the Lin Family grounds, a vast congregation of kin had gathered at the Sect Entrance Plaza. Leading them were Lin Shilu and over a dozen high-ranking Elders who monitored the chaos beyond the gates with grim expressions.

Below them, those with cultivation levels at the Foundation Establishment Stage appeared pale, barely daring to draw breath. Regarding those at the Qi Refinement Realm, they could only observe from the periphery, faces paralyzed by sheer terror and disbelief.

The root of their horror was simple: they had never witnessed the true martial prowess of a Nascent Soul Stage Expert. Even Lin Shilu, who had achieved Golden Core Grand Perfection, had never beheld such a master in open combat during his entire lifespan. For the common disciples, witnessing a Nascent Soul Stage Expert exert their full power was a terrifying novelty, leaving the entire assembly in profound shock.

Only after watching Song Chufeng sustain his assault for several moments did a sense of reality begin to penetrate their stupor. Lin Shilu was the first to regain his composure. He let out a soft sigh and turned to Lin Xingyuan nearby: “Xing Yuan, what is the current state of our Mountain Protection Array?”

Lin Xingyuan exhaled a sigh of his own before responding: “Fifteenth Uncle, the array functions adequately for now. No obvious flaws have emerged, and it can certainly withstand Song Chufeng’s current brute force strategy.”

“However,” he added, his voice low, “the energy expenditure is immense. In just this short window, a significant portion of our reserves has been consumed. If we remain unable to replenish the drain, I fear our defenses will crumble within one or two days.”

Lin Shilu nodded, acknowledging the gravity of the situation. He recognized that the Lin Family's Great Defensive Formation was a potent, Fourth Order work—a masterpiece refined over decades that stood as one of the finest among the current Golden Elixir Forces in Qingzhou. Yet, all formations depend on a constant flow of energy; without replenishment, even the finest warding cannot stand against the steady bombardment of a veteran Nascent Soul Stage Expert who has lived through centuries of slaughter.

“Time is our most precious commodity,” Lin Shilu declared, his eyes hardening. “Use every Spirit Stone currently held in our vault to fuel the array. Do not hesitate to expend our rare High-Quality Spirit Stones if the need arises. At this decisive hour, we spare no expense to buy more time for Tian Ming. Do you understand?”

He scanned the dozen high-ranking members surrounding him. Seeing his solemn resolve, they all bowed in unison: “Fifteenth Uncle, rest assured. We will give everything we have.”

Lin Shilu nodded, satisfied. “Xing Yuan, split the Golden Core experts into two relays. One group shall remain here with me to monitor the formation’s stability, while the other takes the opportunity to rest. We will rotate every few days to ensure our strength is preserved.”

Lin Xingyuan complied immediately, organizing the group by combat readiness before ordering them to their posts. The next few days saw the assault outside the grounds continue unabated. Song Chufeng would attack in bursts, rotating with over ten Blood Red Alliance Golden Core cultivators who picked up the mantle whenever he paused to recover True Essence Mana. Their combined output proved nearly identical to the singular fury of a Nascent Soul expert.

Inside, Lin Xingyuan worked tirelessly to cycle resources, pumping millions of Low-Grade Spirit Stones into the array. The sheer cost was staggering—enough to crush an average Golden Elixir Force in mere days—but the Lin Family's deep foundations allowed them to weather the storm. As long as the barrier held, they possessed enough supplies to persist for months. With this confidence, Lin Shilu proceeded with his stalling strategy, perfectly willing to engage in a war of attrition against the encroaching shadows.