Chapter 1036: Great Heavenly Dragon and Lion's Roar

Wang Changsheng released his Wood Spirit, Twin-Eyed Rat, and Gold-Devouring Ants. The Wood Spirit burrowed underground and disappeared. A yellow light emanated from the Twin-Eyed Rat’s body, and a large amount of soil surged towards it, encasing it in a giant yellow sphere that then rolled towards the distant cluster of buildings.

Their primary mission was to destroy the island’s teleportation array to prevent enemy reinforcements.

Meanwhile, others also began attacking the islands controlled by the Fire Barbarian Tribe.

Fire Python Island, a sub-island controlled by the Fire Barbarian Tribe, possessed a fourth-tier spiritual vein.

Fire Python Island was shrouded in a vast expanse of red mist, making it impossible to discern the situation within.

Two Nascent Soul cultivators and ten Core Formation cultivators were fiercely attacking Fire Python Island. Various magical lights surged into the red mist, disappearing without a trace or sound, like mud dissolving into the sea.

Fire Fox Island was enveloped by a light red energy barrier.

Yan Feng’s gaze was grim, filled with cold light. With two sub-islands under attack and the main island assaulted by six Nascent Soul cultivators and ten Core Formation cultivators, led by two late-stage Nascent Soul experts, he wondered if the human race intended to annihilate the Fire Barbarian Tribe as a warning to others.

A young woman in a green dress and a stern-faced old man in red robes exchanged grim glances, each seeing the killing intent in the other’s eyes.

They had ventured deep into the enemy’s stronghold precisely to make an example of them, to pick on the weaker target. The Fire Barbarian Tribe dared to participate in the war against humanity, so the human high command was determined to eradicate them. They had assembled ten Nascent Soul cultivators and twenty Core Formation cultivators, intending to at least cripple the Fire Barbarian Tribe, even if they couldn't completely wipe them out.

Their goal was to cripple the Fire Barbarian Tribe and force them to retreat.

“Fellow Daoist Chen, let’s finish this quickly! Don’t delay; Fellow Daoist Wang and the others might not be able to hold the enemies for long.”

The young woman in the green dress urged. The old man in red robes was from the Divine Weapon Palace, known for its expertise in artifact refining. The Divine Weapon Palace could craft a single-use magical artifact called the Barrier-Breaking Pearl, which could significantly weaken the defenses of formations below the fifth tier.

The Barrier-Breaking Pearl was extremely difficult to refine, and the Divine Weapon Palace had specifically produced one for this operation.

The red-robed old man flipped his hand, and with a flash of red light, a fist-sized golden crystal ball appeared in his palm. Silver-white arcane runes flickered on its surface, emanating terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations.

He flicked his wrist, and the golden crystal ball flew from his grasp. The silver runes on its surface brightened intensely, emitting dazzling light before it abruptly vanished.

With a flash of silver light, the golden crystal ball suddenly appeared above Fire Fox Island. It spun rapidly, then burst, creating a golden "sun" that covered a significant portion of the island. A powerful shockwave quickly spread outwards, rippling the sea surface and generating waves over a hundred zhang tall.

The red-robed old man slapped his right hand into the air towards Fire Fox Island. The void twisted with a piercing shriek, and a red-glowing giant red axe shimmered into existence above Fire Fox Island.

The giant red axe was a hundred zhang long, constantly flickering with red light, and enveloped in a layer of crimson flames, radiating immense heat.

This was the spiritual art "Sky-Cleaving Axe," ranked fifty-first on the Heavenly & Earthly Spiritual Arts list.

The giant red axe rapidly descended towards Fire Fox Island below. Even before it landed, a shrill, ear-piercing sound echoed through the void, as if the very space was about to be split in two.

The others were not idle either, each employing their own methods to attack Fire Fox Island.

After a deafening roar, Fire Fox Island’s protective formation shattered.

“Kill them all. Leave no one alive.”

The young woman in the green dress and the red-robed old man flew towards Yan Feng. Both were late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, more than sufficient to deal with Yan Feng.

Soon, battle cries soared into the sky, and various magical lights illuminated the island.

On Fire Hawk Island, Wang Ruyan focused on playing her music, while Wang Changsheng controlled the formation to attack Monk Wangchen and Yan Lie.

The formation disk in Wang Changsheng’s hand emitted a large expanse of crimson light. Red runes flew from the red barrier, transforming into giant, water-vat-sized fireballs. These fireballs, like meteors, hurled towards Monk Wangchen and Yan Lie, radiating intense heat.

The sea spun faster and faster, its suction growing stronger, as if an invisible hand was trying to pull them down into the massive vortex below.

“She can’t be allowed to continue playing, or we’ll all be in trouble.”

Yan Lie’s gaze was grim. Perhaps influenced by the music, he felt uneasy and distressed.

Monk Wangchen also realized the gravity of the situation and nodded in agreement.

He pressed his palms together, and a brilliant golden light erupted from his body. With a dragon’s roar, a lifelike miniature flood dragon flew out from him. The miniature flood dragon’s form blurred, its size rapidly increasing, transforming into a fifty-zhang-long golden flood dragon. It was dazzling gold, as if cast from pure gold, baring its fangs and opening its gaping maw to reveal a row of sharp teeth gleaming with chilling light.

The golden flood dragon shook its head and tail, then pounced towards Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

This was the spiritual art "Mighty Heavenly Dragon," indestructible, impervious to blades and spears, and difficult for magical artifacts to harm.

Wang Changsheng snorted coldly, changed his incantation, and with a loud roar, a hundred-zhang-long blue water dragon surged out from the blue vortex, pouncing towards the golden flood dragon.

A powerful gravitational force suddenly appeared, slowing down the golden flood dragon.

If Wang Changsheng could just buy Wang Ruyan some time, Yan Lie and Monk Wangchen would surely be doomed.

Yan Lie repeatedly threw punches, sending out fiery red fist shadows several zhang wide. These descended like a meteor shower, striking fiercely at Wang Changsheng with a world-destroying aura.

The red fist shadows didn't travel far before a powerful suction pulled them into the rapidly spinning vortex. The red fist shadows vanished without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

Yan Lie’s expression was grim. Massive spiritual power surged into his giant red axe, causing its size to greatly expand and its blade to glow with a vast expanse of crimson flames. He gripped the giant red axe with both hands and chopped towards Fire Hawk Island.

They were trapped by the formation, and only by fighting to the death could they survive.

Wang Changsheng dared not be careless. While controlling the formation to unleash over a dozen thick crimson fire pillars, he also flew out of the formation, allowing Yan Lie and Monk Wangchen to attack the formation. The formation, however, wouldn't hold out for long.

With a deafening roar, the dozen thick crimson fire pillars were shattered by the giant red axe, sending flames scattering everywhere.

Wang Changsheng pulled out a long blue staff and swung it towards the giant red axe.

A piercing, ear-splitting metallic clang rang out. A visible shockwave rapidly spread, distorting and deforming the void in its path, as if it were about to be torn apart.

With a flash of golden light, a string of golden Buddhist beads suddenly appeared above Wang Changsheng’s head, emanating chanting sounds.

Wang Changsheng’s form blurred, splitting into ten identical figures, each with the same aura, flying in different directions.

The golden Buddhist beads rapidly expanded, enveloping five of the Wang Changsheng figures, who then dissolved into specks of spiritual light and vanished.

A massive red axe shadow cleaved from the front, seemingly intending to cut all of the Wang Changshengs in half.

Wang Changsheng was startled and tried to evade, but Monk Wangchen let out a deafening roar that distorted the void.

This was the spiritual art "Lion's Roar!"