Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"Roar--"

"Boom——"

On the endless wasteland, the black herds of beasts were like a tide, charging forward one after another, and the roars of beasts were deafening one after another.

They are extremely crazy and fearless of death. When one group falls, another will come forward to fill the vacancy.

The vast sky was also occupied by flocks of demonic birds, blocking out the sun. Every flap of their wings would create a hurricane over the wasteland.

Of course, they are not the only protagonists of this world, there is also the Great Qi expeditionary coalition that has gone through untold hardships to get here.

They were arranged in solid battle formations, with flags flying and swords like a forest. They showed no fear even when facing an army of monsters that was several times their number.

The beast tide split into two from the center, trying to attack the expeditionary coalition's weaker flank from both sides. The coalition soldiers said nothing, but just swung the magic weapons in their hands, reaping the lives of these monsters like a sickle reaping wheat.

At the forefront are the elite forces composed of the two sects, one city and the major Purple Mansion forces. Their tenacity and perseverance are beyond imagination, and with the blessing of the battle formation, the square formation they form is as solid as a rock, and remains motionless despite the wash of the waves.

Looking at the vast blue sky, four spaceships and hundreds of warships, protected by hundreds of foundation-building monks, directly penetrated into the center of the demon bird. The fleet moved freely as if it was in an empty space.

With every volley of fire from the [Crystal Cannon] and [Monster Hunting Crossbow], a large number of demon birds would turn into blood mist amid their wailing. In an instant, it seemed as if blood was raining from the sky, mixed with disgusting body parts and flesh.

However, those evil birds seemed endless. Even after being killed like this, their numbers did not decrease at all. Instead, they showed a tendency to surround the expeditionary fleet.

This place has truly turned into a Shura field, with lives lost every moment. The blood shed by both humans and demons is enough to fill a lake.

Anyone who sees such a scene can't help but ask, is it worth it?
"Survival of the fittest. Nothing is worth it or not worth it. If we don't fight, Da Qi will have no future." Song Changsheng said calmly.

All the monks who followed were silent, just looking at the battlefield they were about to step onto. Some younger monks tightly grasped their magic weapons, their palms were full of sweat, and there was anxiety in their eyes.

Hearing is not as good as seeing. Although they have always heard people say how brutal the fighting on the main battlefield was, they have never seen it with their own eyes and only have a vague concept in their minds.

It was not until they actually arrived at the main battlefield that they realized that what they had experienced before was nothing compared to it.

Here, it is not uncommon for entire phalanxes to be destroyed as a whole. Even those high and mighty Purple Mansion monks in their eyes could die at any time.

During the hour they watched the battle, they witnessed with their own eyes two phalanxes of 500 people being ruthlessly devoured by the beast tide, and a damaged warship was smashed into pieces by a gigantic demon bird during the charge, with no one surviving.

The casualties they suffered in the previous battles were not as great as their brief stay on the main battlefield.

But looking at the entire battlefield, these sacrifices did not cause even the slightest ripple. They had seen too many such scenes and had become completely numb.

But the impact on the Song coalition forces was beyond compare.

Song Changsheng saw their reactions clearly. Seeing this, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Why, are you scared?"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one spoke.

After a long silence, Chi Li pursed his dry lips and said, "It's not that I'm scared, I just feel a little confused. In a battlefield like this, does it really matter whether we have so many people?"

This was undoubtedly the voice of everyone present. On the north bank of the Canglan River, 1,500 elite soldiers could change the course of a battle and determine the outcome of the war.

But here, they are like a drop of water falling into the sea, unable to even make a splash.

"You are right. We, with just a few people, cannot change the final outcome of this war. That is why we came here."

Song Changsheng pointed at the battlefield stretching for thousands of miles, and said with emotion: "Hundreds of rivers flow eastward and gather to form the sea. This war is not only about us, but also about all the fellows from the twenty states of Qi. They are fighting bloody battles for the future of the Great Qi. Are you going to shrink back because of confusion and fear?
This is a war whose outcome has long been determined, and that is a great victory. We have no other choice!"

Everyone's mood was infected by Song Changsheng, and the confusion in their eyes gradually turned into determination.

Indeed, they had no other choice.

Either die on the battlefield or flee in panic under the iron hoofs of the demons. Any man with blood in his veins knows what to choose.

"Chief, the demon tribe has retreated." Chihuo on the side suddenly spoke.

Song Changsheng looked in the direction of the sound and discovered that the demon tribe, which had been so aggressive, had for some unknown reason suddenly retreated in a hurry, and at a very fast speed. In the blink of an eye, only the human coalition forces and corpses were left on the battlefield.

Because they were unsure of the monster's intentions, the coalition forces did not pursue it, but instead recovered their spiritual power and cleaned up the battlefield as quickly as possible.

The original wasteland has changed drastically, becoming moist blood-red soil, and every step leaves a blood mark.

Song Changsheng found Bai Zhengchun among the army and hurriedly led the army to join him.

"Uncle-master." Song Changsheng bowed slightly.

Bai Zhengchun had just experienced a bloody fight, and there was a heavy murderous aura on his body. When he saw Song Changsheng and others coming, he didn't ask much, but just nodded lightly and said, "Here they are."

"The decisive battle is imminent, and I, the disciple, would like to do my best to help.

"Master, what happened just now? Why did the demons suddenly withdraw?" Song Changsheng asked in confusion.

As far as he knew, the battle had only lasted for a few hours. Although the demon clan suffered greater losses, overall, the two sides were evenly matched. However, they suddenly retreated. This was really puzzling and not like the demon clan's usual style.

“Didn’t you notice that neither the real person nor the demon king from either side showed up?
This battle is just a test, the next one will be a decisive battle, you guys came just in time."

"The army seems to have suffered heavy casualties." Song Changsheng pointed out a sad problem.

"I don't know what secret magic these monsters have been cast into. Once they enter the battlefield, they lose their minds and are fearless. Every battle is very tragic. Fortunately, we have the [National Martyrdom] horn to boost morale, otherwise they would have collapsed long ago."

"No wonder." Song Changsheng nodded secretly. He felt that there was something wrong with those monsters when he was watching the battle before. Sure enough, there was a problem.

Bai Zhengchun glanced at the neatly arranged army behind Song Changsheng and said, "Since you are willing to join the battle, then join us and be responsible for guarding our flanks."

"That's great." Song Changsheng naturally agreed. He came to Bai Zhengchun just for this matter.

Following Luoxia City, at least they don't have to worry about being used as cannon fodder. Although they are willing to sacrifice themselves, Song Changsheng still wants to bring them all back as much as possible. This is his sole responsibility.

"Also, since you are here, I have an important task for you." "Please give me your instructions, uncle."

"Follow me first to meet the real people."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng became even more confused, but he did not ask any more questions. He ordered the old ghost Chihuo and Song Lutong to restrain the soldiers, and then followed.

As Bai Zhengchun arrived at a newly built majestic hall in the rear, Jinwu Sect's Jinyang Zhenren Su Ding, Tiangang Zhenren Chen Fangzhong, Tianjian Zhenren Bai Zimo, Tianmai Sect's Wutan Zhenren Shi Potian, and Wuxin Zhenren Bai Yan were all sitting there, concentrating on communicating something.

"Song Changsheng of the Wangyue Song Clan greets all the real masters."

The arrival of the two interrupted the conversation between several people. They opened their eyes and looked at Song Changsheng with eyes filled with an inexplicable meaning.

"Patriarch Song is still as good as ever in giving people surprises. We were still worrying about the final candidate, but we didn't expect that Patriarch Song would come. It really was a piece of cake for us." Shi Potian said in a gentle voice.

"I am a stupid junior, please enlighten me, sir." Song Changsheng felt a little puzzled.

"Let me explain it to you." Su Ding raised his skinny palm. A dim light flashed, and countless golden runes appeared in his palm, eventually forming a mysterious formation diagram.

"Is this... the [Five Spirits Prison Heaven Formation]?" Song Changsheng recognized the formation diagram at a glance.

“Yes, I summoned you here for this formation.

According to the intelligence we have, there are still four demon kings in the Shiwan Dashan lineage. In addition to the [Black Dragon Demon King], there are also the [Sky-Splitting Demon King], the [Eight-Winged Demon King], and the [Howling Moon Wolf King]. "

Su Ding waved his hand again, and the images of the four demon kings and detailed information appeared in front of Song Changsheng.

Their true forms are [One-horned Dragon], [Sky-Splitting Demonic Butterfly], [Eight-Winged Sky Centipede], and [Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf], all of which are extremely powerful bloodlines.

One thing that instantly caught Song Changsheng's attention was the mark on the cultivation level of the [Black Dragon Demon King], which had actually changed from the original fourth-grade top-grade to a half-step fifth-grade.

"You should have discovered it?" Su Ding's old voice sounded again in Song Changsheng's ears.

"The [Black Dragon Demon King] has made another breakthrough." Song Changsheng nodded. He had vaguely guessed the purpose of Bai Zhengchun calling him here.

"Yes, I have fought with it before. This time... I failed to suppress it."

Song Changsheng's heart was suddenly shocked. Su Ding was only half a step away from the Nascent Soul stage, so he could have firmly suppressed the [Black Dragon Demon King] before.

But now the cultivation levels of both sides are equal, and Su Ding has lost his advantage. This means that their plan to eradicate the [Black Dragon Demon King] has become more difficult, and they must change their strategy.

Sure enough, Su Ding mentioned this point next.

“To be on the safe side, I must join forces with the Chinese side and Fellow Daoist Wu Tian to attack together. Only in this way can we regain the upper hand. But if we do this, Fellow Daoist Wu Xin and Zi Mo will have to face the three demon kings.

Among them, the [Sky-Splitting Demon King] is a top-grade fourth-level monster, and only Zimo can resist it. The [Eight-Winged Demon King] is a mid-grade fourth-level monster, and Fellow Daoist Wuxin can fight against it.

The remaining [Howling Moon Wolf King] is a fourth-grade lower-grade one, so we can only rely on this [Five Spirit Prisoner Heaven Formation]. "

"It is true." Song Changsheng felt a little depressed.

Originally, in terms of golden elixir combat power, the human race could absolutely suppress the demon race.

But now that Chen Zhongfang and Shi Potian, two late Jindan masters, were to be withdrawn, the situation suddenly turned around.

Even the fourth-rank upper-grade [Sky-Splitting Demon King] could only be resisted by Bai Zimo, who was in the middle stage of the Golden Core, leaving room for the [Howling Moon Wolf King].

This naturally cannot be left alone. No matter which battlefield it is involved in, the consequences will be devastating.

As for the Da Qi cultivation world, although it was calm at the moment, the unknown Jindan cultivator who appeared at the foot of Cangmang Peak was like a sharp sword hanging over everyone's head, pinning Mu Guibai in Da Qi and making him unable to move.

After much thought, I finally had to rely on the power of the formation.

This [Five Spirits Prisoning Heaven Formation] is an extremely powerful trapping formation, and it has no restrictions on its grade. Formations of different grades can exert different powers, making it a more feasible method.

“Thanks to the selflessness of Daoist Fellow Wu Tian, ​​we obtained a fourth-order lower-grade formation diagram from the Formation Dao Palace. We only need five Purple Mansion Great Perfection cultivators to complete the formation.

In order to be absolutely sure of success, the person who sets up the formation must be the best among the Purple Mansion. Only in this way can he contend with the [Howling Moon Wolf King] or even kill him!

Four people have been selected so far, namely Chen Wushang, the guardian of Yuanzhou of our sect, Elder Su Ye, Meng Hao, the great elder of Tianmai Sect, and your uncle Bai Zhengchun.

The last person originally planned to choose one of Qingtian from the Qingtian Sect and Jian Wuyou from the Tianjian Sect, but Jian Wuyou had been injured before and Qingtian's identity was in doubt, so neither of them was the best choice.

Since you are here, you have to take up this responsibility." Su Ding said calmly.

Song Changsheng was stunned for a moment. It turned out that the failure of these two people to be selected had something to do with him.

Because he was the one who damaged Jian Wuyou's vitality, Qing Tianshangren was also the suspect he reported.

Karma is cyclical and retribution is inevitable. All the things that happened before are now happening to him.

Of course, he was not afraid and responded directly: "I will be at your disposal!"

His straightforward attitude immediately impressed all the real people present. Even Su Ding, who had always had a stern face, softened his expression after hearing his answer.

Not everyone has the courage to fight against the Demon King. Bai Zhengchun and others were selected with the mentality of dying if they fail.

Song Changsheng, who had a bright future, could have refused. It was impossible for him to go into battle with a knife to his neck. Without the belief that he would win, he would only drag down the team.

Su Dingfu asked, "You have to think clearly. This is a life-or-death mission. As long as I can't decide the outcome, you can't retreat. If necessary, you have to die with me. Do you dare?"

Hearing this, Song Changsheng smiled and said, "If I were afraid of death, I would not be here at this moment, but at Qixia Peak."

He doesn't think he is a noble person, but he never shirks his responsibilities. In life, one must always have some persistence, right?

...(End of chapter)