Chapter 1281: The Battle of Shuangjing Mountain

The moment Qin Sang took the jade hairpin, he heard a soul-stirring roar emanating from it, resonating deep within his heart.

Without needing Mrs. Luo's guidance, Qin Sang understood the mechanism through the rune seals and tossed the Qilin hairpin into the air.

“Roar!”

The furious roar echoed forth.

The Qilin hairpin transformed into a ball of green light, circling around Qin Sang. It alternately took the form of a jade hairpin and a small Qilin.

After making all the arrangements, the two emerged from the snow cave.

Mrs. Luo, disguised as Qin Sang, flew directly to the center of the grand formation, appearing within it to assist Qing Jun.

Meanwhile, Qin Sang, swaying with a graceful posture, flew elegantly towards the front lines. He was tasked with leading the lower-level cultivators to be the first to breach Sin Abyss's grand formation.

Along the way, the lower-level cultivators, unaware of the truth that this graceful body concealed a man, cast eager glances.

Fortunately, the urgency of the battle, coupled with Mrs. Luo's status as a Nascent Soul ancestor, meant no one dared to brazenly attempt to converse with her.

Nevertheless, encountering those in the know was unavoidable.

“Uh… Fellow Daoist Luo.”

Jing Lin, aware of their strategy, greeted Qin Sang with an odd look but a normal expression. However, upon seeing Qin Sang's charming smile, he felt a shiver down his spine and fled as if on wings.

Qin Sang's heart was now numb. He flew to the front line without a change in expression, gazing up at the Sky Lake that blanketed the area, convincing himself that this was a sacrifice for the greater good.

‘Boom!’

With a deafening roar, Twin Mirror Mountain shook, signaling the start of the offensive.

‘Whoosh whoosh…’

Suddenly, countless sharp whistling winds swept across the battlefield. Overpowering gales abruptly erupted, scattering snow and engulfing the world in a desolate expanse.

In the eye of the storm, Qing Jun and Mrs. Luo's figures appeared intermittently. Beside them were other silhouettes and rows of peculiar wooden plaques.

Each of these wooden plaques was as large as a door, inscribed with strange runes, and they seemed to be the very source of the gales.

On the battle formation, some cultivators stood around smaller, similar plaques. Runes on these plaques flickered, forming intricate patterns, as they performed hand seals to activate the plaques, remotely coordinating with Qing Jun and the others.

All the wooden plaques glowed with dazzling light, as spiritual energy converged frantically. The wind grew even more ferocious, forcing those with weaker cultivation to squint or even close their eyes, feeling as though they could barely stand.

Just then, an unusual phenomenon suddenly manifested.

As the gale force reached its peak, grey air currents, the visible manifestation of hurricane power, could be seen swirling in the void, which then began to converge.

Streaks of grey mist merged and consumed each other, forming a grey funnel shape at their convergence point.

Witnessing this, everyone understood that the spiritual formation was about to unleash a terrifying tornado.

Bound in place, massive wind columns formed at a visible rate, expanding rapidly. These thick columns twisted and spun wildly, pointing directly at the azure water above, sweeping away everything on the mountain.

Crushed stones, accumulated snow, dead wood…

All that remained was utter devastation.

“The Xun Wind Grand Formation! The Two-Domains Alliance is truly going all out to deploy this grand formation! We must find an opportunity to destroy their core formation artifacts; then, I'd like to see if they can forge another set!”

Atop Twin Mirror Mountain, a Nascent Soul cultivator from Sin Abyss, hidden within their grand formation, glared down at the mountain below and shouted fiercely.

“Huh? Those two seem to be the ones who blocked Old Ye at the Blood Lake.”

One person activated a secret technique, vaguely discerning two figures at the center of the grand formation. However, their vision was quickly obscured by the fierce winds, and their spiritual sense couldn't penetrate. They wondered, “It seems these two are responsible for attacking Twin Mirror Mountain. They are truly timid, not even personally leading the assault. Could there be other masters involved?”

“Perhaps they aren't eager to take Twin Mirror Mountain at all, but rather to probe and tie us down. The main force must be the armies from Wangdong City and Shiqu Mountain. Presiding over the Xun Wind Grand Formation isn't easy; these two had no prior renown and suddenly rose to prominence. Although their treasures are powerful, their foundations are certainly not as deep as Old Ye's. They must be working together to maintain the grand formation…”

Someone speculated, and it seemed plausible.

“For now, we'll prioritize defense to observe their intentions. We'll seek an opportunity to destroy the core of the Xun Wind Grand Formation while awaiting news from Senior Cang Hong!”

The woman in purple made her decision, turned back, and personally took charge of the grand formation.

The hurricane seemed capable of tearing apart the very firmament.

The force of the wind reached the peak of Twin Mirror Mountain.

The Sky Lake was affected, ripples appearing, then waves surged. However, the spray strangely crashed downwards, creating a bizarre sight.

Qin Sang stood within the battle formation, maintaining a graceful posture, his slender fingers slightly curled around a palm-sized wooden plaque.

This was a “wind plaque,” capable of connecting with the power of the Xun Wind Grand Formation. It ensured mutual sensing and formation stability after breaching the enemy's spiritual array, preventing cultivators from inadvertently leaving its protection and being hunted down.

The Xun Wind Grand Formation possessed extraordinary power, being one of the most formidable arrays crafted by the Two-Domains Alliance. Not only was it exceptionally difficult to control, but its spiritual stone consumption was also staggering.

The wind columns grew progressively thicker, gradually showing signs of becoming uncontrollable.

Suddenly, all the wooden plaques began to glow with strange light and vibrate violently, as if on the verge of shattering.

For a brief, eerie moment, the battlefield fell silent. Then, all the wind columns erupted from the ground, like a volley of colossal spears of wind, shooting in unison towards the peak of Twin Mirror Mountain!

The Sky Lake, sensing the threat, gathered layers of water in that direction, becoming deeper, a dark, almost black, cerulean.

However, the power of the Xun Wind Grand Formation was no less than the meticulously arranged restrictions of Sin Abyss. Furthermore, under Qing Jun's deliberate manipulation, all the wind columns concentrated their attack within a single area.

Under countless gazes, all the wind columns plunged unimpeded into the Sky Lake, submerging deeply into its waters. Only then did a deafening roar erupt.

‘Rumble…’

It was as if heavy hammers were pounding on Twin Mirror Mountain, and equally, on the hearts of everyone present.

The towering mountain, which had stood there for countless years, suddenly seemed fragile, as if on the verge of collapse. The terrifying aerial spectacle was etched deeply into everyone's eyes, stirring emotions of horror, longing, or anticipation.

‘Splash!’

The power of the Xun Wind Grand Formation erupted deep within the Sky Lake, its terrifying force directly tearing the lake's surface. Water surged upwards, and the fissure grew wider and wider, unable to close for a long time.

Through the widening fissure, everyone could clearly see the Sin Abyss cultivators standing ready, even discerning their horrified expressions.

As the two grand formations collided, the most powerful wave of aftershocks dissipated, leaving them in a stalemate, mutually consuming and destroying each other.

“Kill!”

A cannon boomed.

Shouts of battle echoed across the entire landscape. On the sloping mountainside, countless dark figures bravely surged forward, charging towards the Sky Lake.

War is both brutal and awe-inspiring.

Qin Sang had experienced war on multiple occasions, but this was his first time leading troops and being at the forefront of such a large-scale battle. Even in the world of cultivation, where immense power is often concentrated in individuals, lower-level cultivators could still unleash astonishing energy.