Chapter 2901: Infiltration

They brought this set of treasures to facilitate their attack on the Lizard Tribe's strongholds.

A golden lightning pillar struck the formation, causing it to shake violently and its spiritual light to dim slightly.

A large amount of white snowflakes drifted down from high altitude. A biting cold wind blew, transforming the snowflakes into several-foot-long white ice swords that flew directly towards Wang Yingjie and his group. The ground began to freeze, the ice spread rapidly, and the temperature plummeted.

Wang Zongque and ten other Void Refinement cultivators each took out their fire-attribute treasures, controlling them or their Dharma Idols to attack the formation.

Explosions continued, and the formation vibrated slightly, its spiritual light flickering incessantly.

Bo Sen was not worried. With Void Refinement cultivators personally controlling the formation, a sixth-tier formation would not be easily broken.

A vast amount of seawater surged forward, carrying immense force, and crashed into the formation, causing it to shake violently.

Bo Sen quickly infused a large amount of magic power into the formation disk to prevent the formation from being broken.

The blue seawater churned violently, and a blue giant several hundred zhang tall materialized out of thin air. It moved its fists, smashing them towards the formation.

Wang Yingjie and the others intensified their attacks. With an earth-shattering roar, the formation shattered, and Bo Sen turned pale with shock.

"This is bad, retreat quickly!"

Bo Sen's expression changed dramatically as he shouted orders. Without the formation, they were outnumbered and couldn't possibly resist. The enemies had penetrated deep behind their lines. If they gathered heavy forces to encircle them, they would surely annihilate the invaders. A wise man knows when to retreat; it was better to withdraw for now.

Wang Yingjie and the others immediately attacked Bo Sen's group. Screams continuously erupted as the Lizard Tribe's Spirit Transformation cultivators were quickly eliminated.

A blinding green light emanated from Bo Sen's feet, transforming him into a streak of escape light that shot through the air, covering hundreds of miles in an instant. His speed was astonishing.

After he had fled tens of thousands of miles, a man's loud roar echoed. Bo Sen felt his head splitting apart, an intense headache assailed him, and a five-colored giant hand materialized out of thin air and slapped downwards.

With a muffled thud, Bo Sen rapidly plummeted towards the ground. Fortunately, his protective spiritual light had not dissipated, and he was not seriously harmed.

Suddenly, a powerful gravitational force emerged from the ground. Bo Sen's body uncontrollably fell towards the surface. A brilliant green light burst from his body, and a dazzling golden giant fist descended from the sky, striking his protective spiritual light.

Bo Sen's protective spiritual light twisted and deformed, its radiance dimming. To his surprise, a colossal ape puppet beast stood before him, its body shimmering with golden light.

The ape puppet beast opened its gaping maw and spewed out a vast wave of golden light, which continuously struck Bo Sen's protective spiritual light. At the same time, it moved both its fists.

After two loud thuds, Bo Sen's protective spiritual light shattered. The ape puppet beast's fist smashed into Bo Sen's abdomen, causing him to spit out a large mouthful of blood. He felt as if his body was falling apart.

Two beams of green light shot from his eyes, heading straight for the ape puppet beast.

Two beams of golden light shot from the ape puppet beast's eyes, blocking the green light.

Wang Yingjie arrived, his face filled with killing intent.

Bo Sen flicked his right hand, and three green-glowing throwing darts shot out. After a blur, they transformed into three enormous, waist-thick azure pythons, lunging at Wang Yingjie—a manifestation of magic power.

The three azure pythons quickly reached Wang Yingjie. A five-colored spiritual light burst forth from Wang Yingjie's body. As the azure pythons touched the five-colored spiritual light, they stopped, hovering motionless in mid-air.

Five-Element Restrictive Light!

Seizing this opportune moment, the ape puppet beast's right fist smashed towards Bo Sen's head.

Just as Bo Sen was about to dodge, a man's loud roar sounded. Bo Sen's head split with pain, and his body trembled slightly. By the time he recovered, the ape puppet beast's fist had already smashed into his head.

With a muffled thud, Bo Sen's head exploded like a watermelon, scattering red and white matter everywhere. With a flash of green light, his corpse transformed into an azure arm.

Substitute Calamity Technique!

High-level cultivators who didn't possess substitute calamity treasures would cultivate the Substitute Calamity Technique, allowing them to use a limb as a substitute in critical moments.

Hundreds of miles away, a green light illuminated the void, revealing Bo Sen's figure. His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with terror.

The moment he appeared, the void above his head rippled. A small, green-glowing pagoda materialized out of thin air, instantly expanding. The pagoda's base spewed out a misty green radiance that enveloped Bo Sen.

Bo Sen was about to evade, but then a man's loud roar resounded. Bo Sen's body trembled, and his reaction was a beat too slow. He was enveloped by the green radiance and swept into the giant green pagoda.

Wang Yingjie beckoned with one hand, and the green pagoda rapidly shrank, flying towards him. It wasn't that he couldn't kill Bo Sen, but Wang Changsheng had instructed them to capture more prisoners alive.

Wang Yingjie put away the puppet beast and returned the way he came.

The Qingye Mountain Range stretched for ten million miles. Due to the overly extended front line, supplies were inconvenient. The Lizard Tribe had established multiple strongholds as material transfer stations to facilitate the transportation of supplies and injured personnel.

From time to time, defeated soldiers would retreat to this location. To ensure safety, the Lizard Tribe had dispatched three Integration cultivators to guard it, and Bu Kun was one of them.

Bu Kun possessed mid-Integration stage cultivation. He was a conservative and did not wish to fight to the death with the human race, but as he was not the tribal chief, he could only follow orders.

In the council hall, Bu Kun and dozens of other cultivators were discussing countermeasures.

The Lizard Tribe had sent experts deep behind enemy lines to harass them. In retaliation, the Human Race, Flame Spirit Race, and Yaksha Race also dispatched their own experts to harass the Lizard Tribe's rear, increasing the pressure on the Lizard Tribe significantly.

Recently, several Lizard Tribe strongholds had been attacked. Some were breached before reinforcements could arrive, resulting in heavy casualties. Once Lizard Tribe experts arrived, the invading enemies would immediately retreat, refusing to engage in prolonged combat.

"One stronghold was strongly attacked by Yaksha Race Integration cultivators. Strengthen our defenses; we must not repeat past mistakes," Bu Kun said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Elder Bu," the cultivators responded in unison.

Bu Kun's gaze turned to a slender woman in a purple dress, and he instructed, "Yi Yu, you will personally be in charge of guarding the entrance. Cultivators entering or leaving the stronghold must obtain permission from the three of us. No one is to be let in without authorization." Since the war began, some cultivators had succumbed to pressure, defected to the human race, and helped them capture Lizard Tribe strongholds.

"Yes, Elder Bu," Yi Yu agreed, her expression respectful.

Just then, she took out a green-glowing magic disk, infused it with a magic incantation, and frowned.

"Elder Bu, there's a group of retreating soldiers outside. Should we let them in? We've interrogated them and used treasures to probe them; no abnormalities were found," Yi Yu asked cautiously.

A portly old man in a green robe stood up and said, "I'll go take a look!" The green-robed old man had a round face and small eyes, appearing benevolent. This was Bu Qing, an early Integration stage cultivator.

Bu Kun nodded, "Very well. Your eyes have undergone mutation, allowing you to see through some illusions or concealment techniques. If there are no issues, settle them in and transport them to other strongholds as soon as possible to avoid trouble."

Bu Qing acknowledged, then soared out.

A green-glowing flying boat hovered in mid-air. Bo Sen and a dozen other cultivators stood on it, all injured and looking terrified.

Wang Yingjie and his group had harassed multiple strongholds, capturing several Void Refinement cultivators alive. Through soul-searching, they obtained a significant amount of information.

Wang Changsheng used the Seven-Star Spirit Control Talismans to control two Void Refinement cultivators. He and Leng Yue were responsible for infiltrating this stronghold. According to the plan, Wang Ruyan and Liao Zhongyan would lead people to attack the formation from outside.