Chapter 2876

The Volcanic Range stretches for millions of miles, rich in fire spiritual energy, with over a hundred thousand volcanoes of varying sizes. This particular location contains a medium-sized Pyroclastic Rock Vein, from which Pyroclastic Divine Crystals can be refined.

Pyroclastic Divine Crystals are Tier 6 artifact refining materials, commonly used to forge fire-attribute treasures.

This is one of the Violet Sable Tribe's twelve strongholds. The human race has attacked it multiple times but has always failed to capture it, suffering heavy losses in the process.

The Violet Sable Tribe has stationed five Void Refinement cultivators here. In addition to a Tier 6 formation, they have also constructed a large-scale teleportation array, allowing them to immediately request reinforcements if they are outnumbered or outmatched.

Bian Yan is one of these five Void Refinement cultivators. She has cultivated for over five thousand years and possesses an initial Void Refinement cultivation level.

Honestly, Bian Yan didn't want to continue fighting the human race. However, the Lizard Tribe's pressure was immense; the descendants of their tribe's high-tier cultivators were fostered in the Sky Lizard Mountain Range. If they dared to surrender, their descendants would be immediately killed, and they themselves would face retaliation from the Lizard Tribe.

The Violet Scorpion Tribe, Golden Spider Tribe, and Fire Centipede Tribe had outwardly obeyed but secretly defied the Lizard Tribe. As a result, the Lizard Tribe brutally annihilated these three tribes. With such a precedent, the Violet Sable Tribe dared not disobey the Lizard Tribe's commands in the slightest.

The Lizard Tribe had dispatched Integration stage cultivators to personally oversee the Violet Sable Mountain Range. Lizard Tribe cultivators also supervised battles at every stronghold. If any Violet Sable tribesmen were found to be in contact with humans, they would be executed without mercy; in severe cases, their entire tribe would face annihilation.

Even if they defected to the human race, there was no guarantee that humans would treat the Violet Sable Tribe kindly. They would likely still be used as cannon fodder, sent to the front lines. In such a scenario, it was better to stick with the Lizard Tribe to the very end.

To minimize casualties, the Violet Sable Tribe abandoned large swathes of territory and consolidated their forces. Their personnel were gathered in fifteen strongholds and the Violet Sable Mountain Range. Three of their strongholds had already been captured by the human race.

They only needed to defend the Volcanic Range. If humans harassed them, they just needed to drive them away, but absolutely not pursue human cultivators, lest they fall into a human trap.

They had always remained hidden within the formations, safe and sound.

One day, while Bian Yan was cultivating in her cave dwelling, it suddenly began to shake violently, and an alarm blared loudly.

Bian Yan quickly stopped her cultivation and rushed out.

Outside, a crimson light barrier enveloped an area of one hundred thousand li. Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky above, where a massive thundercloud hovered, producing continuous booming sounds.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

A large number of cultivators rushed out of their residences. Most of them appeared calm, as if this was commonplace and they had grown accustomed to human attacks.

A shimmering azure scroll floated high in the sky. Wang Mengbin and seven other Void Refinement cultivators, along with over a hundred Soul Transformation cultivators, stood upon it, their expressions cold.

They were responsible for attacking this stronghold. Previously, human cultivators had attacked it seven times, all ending in failure. This was partly due to the formation's strong defense, and also related to the Violet Sable Tribe's rapid reinforcements.

If the Violet Sable Tribe had no reinforcements, they would eventually capture this place.

Large quantities of crimson flames surged from the ground, rapidly spreading. The sky glowed with the intense fire, and the temperature rapidly rose, causing the very space to twist and distort.

"Attack! Break the formation!"

Wang Mengbin commanded. Thirty Soul Transformation cultivators each took out a shimmering blue banner. The banners were shrouded in mist and exuded astonishing spiritual energy, all of them being Sky-Reaching Spirit Treasures.

Knowing oneself and one's enemy ensures victory in every battle. The Wang family had brought numerous treasures to the fight, capable of countering various types of formations.

This stronghold had many volcanoes, and the Violet Sable Tribe could manipulate the formations to resist human cultivators. Water suppresses fire.

They brandished their blue banners, and countless blue mists surged from the void, rapidly condensing into a vast azure lake. The lake continuously expanded, surging forward.

Massive quantities of seawater surged forth, extinguishing the flames wherever they passed.

The seawater advanced with irresistible force, obliterating mountains in its path and raising clouds of dust and smoke.

Wang Mengbin and the other Void Refinement cultivators either unleashed divine abilities, manipulated their Dharma Idols, or controlled their treasures, all attacking the crimson light barrier.

Liu Hongxue, Wang Yingjie, Dong Xueli, Wang Qingfeng, Duan Tongtian, and others attacked different strongholds, while Wang Mengbin led the assault on this particular one.

Their objective was simply to contain the Violet Sable cultivators, preventing them from reinforcing other strongholds.

Fairy Xuanyue had organized seven attacks, none of which succeeded in capturing the stronghold. Wang Mengbin was not arrogant enough to believe that his eight Void Refinement cultivators alone could take it.

Continuous roars echoed, accompanied by the eruption of large quantities of white mist and the intertwining of various spiritual lights.

The Dry Thunder Mountain Range stretches for millions of miles, with countless treacherous and unusual peaks. This area contains a medium-sized Dry Thunder Crystal Vein, overseen by Bian Lei, who was stationed there by the Violet Sable Tribe.

Bian Lei had cultivated for over twenty thousand years and was currently at the initial Integration stage.

The Dry Thunder Mountain Range was protected by a Tier 7 formation, the Grand Dry Thunder Spirit Extinction Array, which possessed immense power. The human race had attacked it three times, but all attempts ended in failure.

In the northwest corner of the Dry Thunder Mountain Range, atop a steep and towering peak, sat a magnificent golden palace. The plaque above its entrance bore the three golden characters: "Dry Thunder Hall."

Bian Lei sat on the main seat, with over ten Void Refinement cultivators seated on either side. Their expressions were grave.

The human race had suddenly launched a large-scale offensive against eleven strongholds, led by five Integration stage cultivators, assisted by dozens of Void Refinement cultivators and hundreds of Soul Transformation cultivators.

By the looks of it, the human race was planning an all-out assault; it seemed their reinforcements had arrived.

"Immediately send someone to teleport back to the Violet Sable Mountain Range to report," Bian Lei instructed. "If that's not feasible, withdraw personnel from the other strongholds. We only need to defend three strongholds."

"Understood, Elder Bian," the cultivators responded in unison.

Just then, a melodious zither melody resonated, reaching the ears of all the cultivators. Simultaneously, the alarm blared loudly.

"This is bad, Ancestor! The Azure Lotus Immortals are here!" A slender, golden-robed youth quickly walked in, his expression panicked.

"The Azure Lotus Immortals?" Bian Lei scoffed. "Why the panic? Activate the grand formation and use it against them."

He strode out and flew into the sky, then gasped sharply.

A light silver barrier enveloped an area of one hundred thousand li. Beyond the silver barrier was a vast, azure ocean, with an azure lotus platform floating on its surface, upon which the Azure Lotus Immortals stood.

Wang Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking relaxed, while Wang Ruyan concentrated on playing her zither.

Bian Lei's expression darkened. According to the intelligence provided by the Lizard Tribe, the Azure Lotus Immortals were a married couple: Fairy Tianqin was a sound cultivator, and True Monarch Taihao practiced both cultivation methods and physical cultivation. Together, they had once slain an alien cultivator at the mid-Integration stage.

While sending someone to request reinforcements, he simultaneously took out a shimmering silver nine-angled formation plate. He infused a spell into it, and deafening thunder erupted from high above as thick golden lightning bolts rent the sky, streaking directly towards Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

The seawater surged violently, raising towering waves that enveloped Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, protecting them within.

The dense golden lightning easily shattered the towering waves and struck Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan. They dissolved into specks of spiritual light and vanished.

The zither melody did not cease. Instead, numerous Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan figures appeared on the sea surface, their auras identical.

Bian Lei frowned. He changed his spell, and the thunder grew even louder, reverberating across an area of hundreds of thousands of li.