Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 934 Cavalry Battalion, Ding Qiu's Sword Intent

The ink faded, and the morning star dimmed. The sky was tinged with pale blue, then turned orange-yellow. A golden ray pierced the clouds, and the sun, like a red bead, slowly rose, dyeing the clouds into a magnificent brocade.

The transition between night and day, between slumber and awakening, is replaced by slaughter.

As the edge of the sun began to slowly rise, the Netherworld Gate launched its attack on the City of No Form.

Thousands of bowstrings stretched into silver arcs in the morning mist, the army of the Netherworld Gate pressed in like a dark cloud, and arrows rained down from the city walls like swarms of locusts. Sparks flew from the black shields, which then exploded.

The soldiers in the front ranks fell like haystacks, while those behind them stepped on their comrades' backs to continue the charge. Blood beads seeping from between the scales of their armor formed dark red streams on the ground.

As the sun climbed above the eaves of the city walls, the entire Wuxiang City was engulfed in a vortex of steel and flesh. The charging waves crashed against the city walls, the clanging of armor like thunder rolling across the wasteland.

In the distance, the battle flags still floated and sank amidst the crowd, each fall igniting even more turbulent shouts of battle, as if the entire earth was groaning beneath the boots, stained a chaotic crimson by the rain of arrows and the mist of blood.

The battle had barely begun when the army of the Netherworld Sect went berserk, launching an attack without regard for the consequences.

The powerful attack broke through the rain of arrows and, amidst the deafening explosions, scaled the city wall.

"kill!"

A wolf-headed, armored guard stood on the parapet, charging left and right, roaring fiercely.

The soldiers of Yujing Guard rushed forward, trying to knock him down.

But before they could knock the people down, several more Xuanjia guards leaped onto the wall.

The way the Xuanjia Guards jumped onto the wall was different now. Yesterday, they would leap up directly after approaching the city wall, and while they were still in mid-air, they would be knocked down by the soldiers of the Yujing Guard.

But now, instead of leaping up directly after getting close to the city wall, they climbed up along the wall until they got close to the parapet before leaping up.

The city wall, which is more than six zhang high, is difficult for ordinary people to cross, but for innate martial artists, it is not much different from a threshold. They can use various methods to get over it.

The Xuanjia Guards' altered method of scaling the city walls escalated the battle into a fierce and brutal conflict.

Yang Zhengshan stood atop the city gate tower, watching this scene without much emotional fluctuation, as it was something he had expected.

The Netherworld Sect isn't stupid; after their initial attempts to test the waters failed, they will naturally make changes.

His gaze shifted to the black flying boat hovering in the air.

The enormous flying ship hovered in mid-air like a city, blocking the morning light of the rising sun, just like a majestic mountain peak hanging above a city.

Today's flying boat is noticeably different from yesterday's. Yesterday's flying boat only activated a small portion of the formation and didn't seem particularly special.

However, the flying boat was now releasing a heavy spiritual energy fluctuation, with dark yellow light flashing and the heavy spiritual energy fluctuation spreading out wave after wave.

This indicates that the flying boat is activating a magic array, or it may mean that the flying boat is about to launch an attack on Wuxiang City.

At the same time, powerful spiritual energy fluctuations were spreading within Wuxiang City, as Jian Guyun prepared to activate the defensive formation.

"Report! The battle has spread to the city walls. The cavalry battalion requests permission to engage!"

A loud voice rang out, pulling Yang Zhengshan back to reality.

He looked down at the camp of the Netherworld Gate in the distance, and the dense enemy troops outside the city.

The cavalry battalion is the trump card of the Yujing Central Guard. Thunderclap Bombs and Cloud Piercing Crossbows are not the trump cards of the Yujing Guard. The biggest trump card of the Yujing Guard has always been the cavalry battalion.

There are many strange beasts in the Spirit Source Land now, but only a few are suitable as cavalry mounts.

The Swift Wind Wolf and the Cloud Tiger Steed are the most suitable, but the number of these two exotic beasts is still relatively small. There are only a little over a hundred Swift Wind Wolves in total, and there are slightly more Cloud Tiger Steeds, but there are only a little over three hundred of them now.

Aside from these two mythical beasts, the only other suitable cavalry mount is the Crimson Cloud Horse.

The number of Crimson Cloud Horses is quite large. After fifty or sixty years of breeding and propagation in the Spirit Source Land, the number of Crimson Cloud Horses has exceeded ten thousand.

However, the Red Cloud Horse has obvious flaws, barely reaching the level of a mythical beast.

The cavalry battalion was based on most of the Swift Wind Wolves and Cloud Tiger Steeds from the Spirit Source Land, and then three hundred were selected from tens of thousands of Crimson Cloud Horses to barely form a cavalry battalion of six hundred riders.

At this moment, on the wide road inside the city, six hundred cavalrymen were already ready. Yang Minghao, Ding Qiu, and Yang Mingwu each rode a second-tier blue wolf, while Yang Mingzhi, Song Dashan, and Yang Chengxu each rode a second-tier cloud tiger steed.

Behind them were six hundred cavalrymen from the cavalry battalion.

"The cavalry battalion is authorized to engage in battle!"

Qu Changkong gave a loud command.

"kill!"

Upon hearing Qu Changkong's order, Yang Minghao roared without hesitation and took the lead, soaring into the sky.

Ouch~~
The Gale Wolf let out a loud howl.

Six hundred cavalrymen took to the skies, flew over the city walls, and charged out of the city.

The spear danced, its tip slicing through the remaining darkness of dawn like lightning.

Yang Minghao charged into the enemy ranks first. He was the third master of the Yang family and also the commander of the three leaders of Yujing.

Logically, he should have been in command of this battle, but with so many generals and commanders gathered in the Spirit Source Land, including the veteran Qu Changkong, it wasn't his turn to take command.

The army of Youyumen surged toward Wuxiang City like a tidal wave, while the six hundred cavalrymen counterattacked like waves crashing against rocks. The two sides collided amidst a deafening roar.

When a Golden Body Realm warrior, in conjunction with a second-tier alien beast, launches a charge, its power is truly earth-shattering.

In the blink of an eye, a blood-red mudflat appeared on the earth, with flesh and blood like mud and bones like firewood.

"Hold them off!"

When Jiang Taishu saw this, his eyes widened in anger and he roared.

so horrible!

In the blink of an eye, thousands of disciples of the Netherworld Sect died under the charge of the cavalry.

How could the higher-ups of the Netherworld Sect sit still?

One by one, the Golden Body Realm elders flew forward, attempting to stop the cavalry's charge.

Yang Minghao's ferocious expression immediately turned serious as he watched the Netherworld Sect elder rushing towards him.

These were more than ten elders at the Golden Body Realm. Although they were also at the Golden Body Realm, their cultivation was far inferior to that of these enemies.

Just as Yang Minghao was about to face a Netherworld Elder dressed in black armor, a dazzling blade of light suddenly shot out from behind him.

The blade's edge swept across the sky for over ten feet, its terrifying momentum carrying an invincible sharpness as it charged forward.

Ding Qiu's figure passed Yang Minghao and stepped forward to meet the elder of the Netherworld Sect.

The elder was tall and imposing, with a square face and a pair of fierce eyes that exuded authority even without anger.

But the instant the blade flashed across the sky, his pupils suddenly contracted, his aura surged, and a vast amount of true energy poured into the Mo Dao in his hand.

"cut!"

He raised his sword and slashed down, intending to cut off the sudden blade of light.

However, when his blade light collided with Ding Qiu's blade light, his blade light melted away instantly, like ice and snow meeting a raging fire.

With a clang.

The heavy broadsword snapped in two, its brilliant blade slicing through his body, separating him into two pieces. One piece fell downwards, while the other was thrown into the air.

He stared wide-eyed at the broken sword before him, seemingly unaware that his body had been severed at the waist; he was simply incredulous at the sight of his broken sword.

Ding Qiu's expression was calm, his eyes were as still as a deep well. He held the reins in one hand and a long sword in the other, his body ramrod straight, the long sword in his hand emitting a sharp blade of light.

Hehehe~~
The cloud tiger steed beneath him let out an excited neigh, seemingly cheering for Ding Qiu's slaying of the enemy. Ding Qiu gently patted the cloud tiger steed's broad back, and the steed, understanding, charged towards another elder of the Netherworld Sect.

"Haha, good kill!"

Yang Minghao snapped out of his daze, shouting excitedly as he charged toward one of the Netherworld Sect elders.

On the city gate tower, Jian Changhe gazed at Ding Qiu's figure, "Such sharp sword intent, it's a pity he's just a martial artist!"

Yang Zhengshan said calmly, "Martial artists can also fight against immortal cultivators!"

Who is the strongest martial artist in the Land of Spirit Origin?
Without a doubt, it's Ding Qiu!

Even Yu Qingyi is no match for Ding Qiu now.

Ever since Ding Qiu comprehended the sword intent, he has seemed to have unlocked a cheat code, and his combat power has increased dramatically.

Even before Yang Zhengshan had established his foundation, Ding Qiu was already a threat to him.

After Ding Qiu advanced to the Golden Body Realm, his strength reached an extremely terrifying level.

The key point is that Ding Qiu's spiritual power is also not bad. With the enhancement of the sword intent, his spiritual power comes with a terrifying force.

Even if immortal cultivators have an advantage in their spiritual soul, it is still difficult for them to suppress him in that aspect.

Therefore, Ding Qiu is the only martial artist in the Spirit Source Land who can contend with immortal cultivators.

People like Yang Mingzhi and Yang Minghao are just ordinary Golden Body Realm martial artists with nothing to boast about. As for the older generation like An Yuxing and Liang Shengze, they have exhausted their potential and their cultivation is difficult to improve.

Only Ding Qiu shone with a different kind of brilliance in the Golden Body Realm.

Even Yu Qingyi cannot compare to her in this respect.

Yu Qingyi only benefits from abundant resources, which allows her to surpass Ding Qiu in cultivation.

On the battlefield, in just a short while, Ding Qiu killed two more members of the Netherworld Sect. He killed them one by one with his sword, and he was invincible and could break through anything. That is, until Ding Qiu encountered an old man with gray hair and a face full of wrinkles.

The old man, wielding a long black staff, easily blocked Ding Qiu's blade.

It goes without saying that Ding Qiu has encountered a top-tier Golden Body Realm martial artist.

As the Golden Body Realm warriors of the Netherworld Sect took action, the cavalry's charge was halted, and the two sides became entangled in a fierce battle.

Yang Zhengshan surveyed the entire field and, seeing that the cavalry battalion was not at a disadvantage, felt relieved.

A prolonged fight isn't scary; what's scary is being overwhelmed and beaten by the opponent.

The Netherworld Sect has many powerful experts, and the Golden Body Realm warriors are all stronger than the last. Don't be fooled by Ding Qiu's quick killing of three Golden Body Realm warriors just now; he chose to kill the weaker ones first in order to catch them off guard.

In terms of top experts at the Golden Body Realm alone, the Netherworld Prison Sect is far stronger than the Spirit Source Land.

However, the Spirit Source Land also has an advantage, namely its large number of resources.

The cavalry alone had twelve members: second-tier beasts and Golden Body Realm warriors. As the cavalry became embroiled in battle, others in the city joined the fight, giving them a numerical advantage.

Over here, the Golden Body Realm warriors are already engaged in fierce combat.

Meanwhile, on the other side, aboard the flying boat, the Thousand Mountains Covering the Sky Formation of the Netherworld Prison Sect was also ready.

A vast amount of spiritual energy circulated, and dazzling spiritual light swirled around the flying boat, with increasingly heavy spiritual energy fluctuations spreading outwards.

This diffusion of spiritual energy is actually a flaw in the flying boat formation. The more spiritual energy diffuses, the more spiritual energy is wasted when activating the formation.

It should be noted that flying boats cannot draw upon the spiritual energy of the earth's veins; all the energy for the flying boat's arrays comes from spirit stones.

The spread of spiritual energy alone is worth tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones.

Such a consumption of spirit stones is simply something that small forces cannot afford.

"here we go!"

Yang Zhengshan looked at the huge flying ship trembling in the air, his expression growing increasingly solemn.

next moment.

Suddenly, phantom images appeared in the sky. The dim phantom images slowly solidified, and a heavy aura enveloped the entire Wuxiang City, making it difficult to breathe.

"Mountain!"

Yang Zhengshan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Those illusory figures were actually mountain peaks.

"The Thousand Mountains Covering the Sky Formation is a second-tier formation, one of the few offensive formations with the earth attribute!" Jian Changhe explained.

"Can Senior Gu Yun handle this?" Yang Zhengshan didn't understand formations; he just wanted to know if the formation set up by Jian Gu Yun could withstand the Thousand Mountains Covering the Sky Formation.

Both being second-tier formations, the Thousand Mountains Covering the Sky Formation is far superior to the Taiyin Cold Spring Formation.

This is normal. The Taiyin Cold Spring Formation is a trapping formation, and its power is to reduce the magic power of those who enter the formation. Its attack power is not outstanding.

The Thousand Mountains Overturning the Sky Formation is a typical offensive formation, with thousands of mountains soaring into the sky, capable of overturning heaven and earth.

If these mountains were to crash down, they would absolutely smash the earth to pieces.

"Just wait!" Jian Changhe said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a chilling sword aura suddenly rose from the city behind him.

Yang Zhengshan turned around abruptly and saw a colossal sword, hundreds of feet tall, standing within the city.

He opened his mouth wide, somewhat incredulous.

Although he had asked Jian Guyun to set up the formation and had Ma Qiuyan and Ning Yun assist him, he really didn't know what kind of formation Jian Guyun had set up in the city.

Given his level of expertise in formations, there was no need for him to ask so many questions about formations; asking would only make him look foolish, so it was better not to ask at all.

"Wasn't it supposed to be a protective formation? This doesn't look like a protective formation!"

"This is a protective formation. Any formation that can block enemy attacks is a protective formation!" Jian Changhe said.

"..."

You're absolutely right, but something just feels so strange!
Jian Changhe glanced behind him and said, "This is the Heavenly Sword Formation of my Hidden Sword Mountain. Unfortunately, this is not Hidden Sword Mountain, so it can only unleash one sword!"

"The Heavenly Sword Formation, a third-order formation?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

"The specific grade of the formation depends on the swords used to set it up. The Heavenly Sword Formation requires at least 360 swords. If these swords are all magic weapons, then it is at least a second-grade high-quality formation. If there are spiritual weapons among them, then it is at least a third-grade formation!"

Yang Zhengshan clicked his tongue in amazement.

Damn, three hundred and sixty swords, all of them are magical artifacts!
Hidden Sword Mountain is indeed terrifying.

Three hundred and sixty magical treasures!

How many magical treasures does the Land of Spiritual Origin possess now?

Yang Zhengshan secretly calculated that there seemed to be more than thirty items!
It's not even enough for a fraction of what others use to set up their formations!
Yang Zhengshan has truly witnessed what it means to be rich and powerful.

However, considering that there were thousands of second-tier puppets in Baiyun Immortal City, he felt relieved.

Hidden Sword Mountain was once a more powerful force than White Cloud Immortal City, and it was quite normal for it to possess hundreds or even thousands of magical treasures.

The Land of Spiritual Origin is not on the same level as them.

(End of this chapter)