A Regressor’s Tale of Cultivation Chapter 122: What You Trampled On / The Path You Have Tread (10)
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"Deploy the Wall and Mountain Formation!"
At the roar of Cheongmun Jung-jin, Core Formation cultivators, holding the formation flags they had received earlier, formed in rank.
As the formation flags are arranged in a specific array, they emit a blue light and radiate a rainbow of colors.
Rumble!
The rainbow-colored light forms a mountainous barrier, acting as a giant wall to block the blood storm.
A level of precision incomparable to the hasty defensive formation used 200 years ago to block Yuan Li's attack.
[Quite sturdy.]
Yuan Li's blood storm could not penetrate the mountain wall and dissipated.
Cheongmun Jung-jin's voice spreads in all directions.
"Everyone! Take out the weapons you've prepared!"
Then, war dharma treasures brought by numerous clans began to glow.
Qi Building cultivators aboard giant warships form handed seals simultaneously.
Dozens of cannons on the warships aim at Yuan Li and emit bright light.
The cannon-shaped dharma treasures and gun-shaped dharma treasures also emit brilliance simultaneously.
The Core Formation cultivators in front also take out their dharma treasures.
Compared to 200 years ago, 200 more Core Formation cultivators, painstakingly nurtured by each clan to prepare for the final battle with Yuan Li, brought the total to about 400.
Dharma treasures and spells of all these Core Formation cultivators rush towards one being.
And then.
Boom!
Within the numerous explosions and clouds of dust, a blood light arises.
Crackle!
Inside the blood light.
Thousands of black and red jiangshi, summoned by Yuan Li, start to move.
"It's the old monster's jiangshi legion!"
Kiiiyeeeeee!
Several powerful jiangshi gather to face the dharma treasure of a single Core Formation cultivator.
Kieeeek!
As the jiangshi scream, their shockwave pushes back the Core Formation cultivators' spells.
"Four together are equal to one Core Formation!"
A cultivator screams, his face turning pale.
Just then.
From the back of the military camp, sixteen Easter Lords step forward.
Below them are strange individuals wrapped in black bandages, emitting a peculiar poisonous energy.
From the Northern Grasslands, three tribal chiefs step forward.
As they open their storage artifacts, grotesque monsters with layers of flesh pour out.
From the Western three countries, heads of Makli Clan, Ori Clan, and Jun Clan step forward.
Makli Clan calls forth a jiangshi legion like Yuan Li from their storage artifact.
Ori Clan unleashes a skeleton army, and Jun Clan releases ghosts refined from wandering souls.
Devilish Arts against Devilish Arts!
Greenish-black jiangshi of Makli Clan cling to Yuan Li's black and red jiangshi.
Although individual jiangshi are far behind Yuan Li's jiangshi, Makli Clan unleashes an overwhelming superior number, using the countless lives they massacred.
Wo-woong!
Then, a Makli Clan elder opens his storage device, releasing water with the stench of decaying corpses, flowing like a river.
Makli Clan's jiangshi, upon touching the greenish water, gain even more vitality and strength, charging at Yuan Li's jiangshi.
In an instant, the momentum of Yuan Li's jiangshi legion is crushed.
"Fire Soul Infusing Joy."
Huaaaaa!
Three Core Formation elders of the Jin Clan step forward and form seals.
A spirit of fire floats in the air.
The Fire Spirit trembles with pleasure each time the Jin Clan elders form a seal.
And with each indulgence in pleasure, the color of the primordial spirit changes.
From red to orange, orange to gold, gold to blue and white.
And then the Fire Spirit becomes a complete blue flame.
"Go!"
Kugugugu!
With the hand seals of the Jin Clan elders, the Fire Spirit trembles and falls upon Yuan Li's summoned jiangshi.
As a clan specialized in combating devilish arts, Jin Clan, which had been competing against the Makli Clan for hundreds of years, excelled in this area.
Their blue flames quickly spread among the jiangshi, burning Yuan Li's jiangshi legion.
The flames, particularly effective against corpses, spread in all directions.
Moreover, the flames seem to have a will of their own, chasing after fleeing jiangshi and clinging to them.
Makli Clan's jiangshi clung and dragged Yuan Li's jiangshi that were trying to shake off Jin Clan's flames.
Hwarurururu!
In an instant, a sea of fire erupted in the desert.
With the combined attack of the Western, Northern, Eastern devilish cultivator clans, and the Jin Clan, Yuan Li's jiangshi legion is annihilated.
Or so it seemed.
Boom!
A blood-colored glow shoots towards the Wall and Mountain Formation.
Yuan Li breaks through the rainbow-colored mountain and, crossing over, swings his blood-colored leaf fan.
Wo-woong!
A bloody storm blows, instantly killing seven Core Formation and about 400 Qi Building cultivators nearby.
[Blood Cloud, Crimson Sea.]
Yuan Li forms a seal.
Simultaneously, the life force and blood from the corpses of the Core Formation and Qi Building cultivators rose as a Blood Cloud into the sky.
The massive blood cloud moved, converging on Yuan Li's jiangshi that had turned into charred remains.
Immediately after, the blood cloud is absorbed by the charred jiangshi of Yuan Li.
Wriggle, wriggle...
The charred remains writhe as they absorb the blood cloud.
Soon after, the charred corpses regenerate flesh.
Kugugugu
The charred remains then rise from their places, fully regenerated.
The annihilated jiangshi legion is completely resurrected.
[Is that all?]
Yuan Li scoffs and begins to form another seal.
Kugugugugu!
The protective formation that Yuan Li breached crumbles, and a new formation surrounds him once again.
Outside, the cultivators launch another assault on Yuan Li.
The elders of the Jin Clan and Makli Clan snicker.
"What a joke from the old monster. 'Is this the end?' If he resurrects them once, we'll just kill them twice."
Again, Makli Clan's jiangshi rush towards Yuan Li's jiangshi, and Jin Clan elders create a blue fire spirit, throwing it towards Yuan Li's jiangshi legion.
However.
Huarararara
The black and red jiangshi are no longer affected by the fire.
"Wh-what...!?"
The elders of the Jin Clan are shocked, their eyes wide open.
The black and red jiangshi are unaffected by the Fire Spirit, absorbing it instead and becoming more vigorous, starting to kill off Makli Clan's jiangshi.
Astonishingly, when Yuan Li's jiangshi touches those of the Makli Clan, Makli Clan's jiangshi are absorbed into Yuan Li's.
This sight causes the Makli Clan elders to shudder.
Chiiiiek!
The cultivators of the Eastern and Northern devil path, as well as their devilish creatures, scatter their attacks on the black and red jiangshi legion, but the jiangshi absorb their techniques and grow even stronger.
[Isn't it marvelous? Bloodwood Ghost Corpses develop strong resistance once hit by a technique and can absorb the said techniques to recharge their energy...]
Rumble!
Yuan Li opens his mouth, and a blood cloud spews out, wrapping around him.
Simultaneously, the blood cloud spreads in all directions, shattering the protective formation of the Core Formation cultivators.
"The old monster is using his power!"
"Disperse!"
[Do you really think you can defeat me just because you've gathered in numbers?]
Wo-woong!
The blood cloud swirls.
Crash!
Simultaneously, from Yuan Li's storage artifact emerges blood water, transforming into the shape of scythe-wielding ghost kings.
The ghost kings merge with the blood cloud, forming two giant ghost kings enveloped in blood clouds.
Chuaaang!
The two blood cloud ghost kings swing their scythes on both sides.
Boom!
Dual strikes of Nascent Soul level!
Their attacks shatter the protective formation assembled by the Core Formation cultivators.
[Foolish beings. All of you....]
Just then.
Paaang!
A blue beam of light, turning the sky dark, shoots again towards Yuan Li.
[...!]
Yuan Li flinches and forms a hand seal, and the two blood cloud ghost kings cross their scythes in front of him.
Boom!
The blue flash explodes and after the light subsides.
The ghost kings are torn in half, and Yuan Li is seen protecting himself with his pagoda dharma treasures.
Even the pagoda dharma treasures dimmed significantly, indicating the attack had a substantial impact.
Yuan Li frowns behind his translucent black mask.
[...It wasn't this powerful before...]
Yuan Li's gaze turns to the far distance, where Manli Min-lap, wrapped in white bandages, is aiming the cannon at him.
Whirring!
Manli Min-lap holds the cannon with one hand and forms a seal with the other.
The cannon glows once more, and a blue flash begins to form, even more powerful than before.
[Ho... So it's like that. The deceased souls of the fallen Core Formation and Qi Building cultivators are being absorbed, enhancing its power... A cannon that grows stronger with more casualties...]
Yuan Li's eyes emit a bloody shine.
[I've heard of it. The main cannon of the Black Ghost Valleys Nether Crossing Ship. One of the cannons destroyed in the battle with the Mad Lord, rumored to have drifted to the Eastern shores...]
Whiiiing!
Manli Min-lap silently infuses spiritual power into the cannon, holding it with one hand.
Hiss...
A faint ghostly wail seems to emanate from inside the cannon.
And then.
Boom!
Another blue beam shoots at Yuan Li.
More ferocious than before!
Boom!
The beam explodes.
The blue flash of light causes a storm that sweeps around, and Qi Building cultivators positioned behind struggle not to be swept away by the storm.
The brilliance subsides.
But the next moment.
Wo-woong!
A dull blood-colored glow pierces through the blue explosion and rushes towards Manli Min-lap.
Yuan Li, wielding a crystal skull staff, flies towards him.
[If it's the remnants of the Nether Crossing Ship, I'm quite interested. Hand it over...!]
Manli Min-lap furrows his brows and attempts to reactivate the cannon, but Yuan Li is faster.
Wo-woong!
In an instant, Yuan Li reaches Manli Min-lap and raises his hand.
Wo-woong!
A massive blood light gathers above his hand.
[Farewell.]
...
The next moment.
Crackle!
Black tendrils of darkness, not of a living creature but of dark mist, entwines around Yuan Li.
[...!]
The tendrils are made up of thousands of tiny curse spells.
Crackle, crackle!
The black fog of curses envelop Yuan Li.
At that moment, Manli Min-lap quickly retreats, and an elderly man dressed in hemp clothes, Wolryang, descends to Manli Min-lap's position, taking out a brown wheel dharma treasure.
"Die, monster!"
Whirr!
The brown wheel begins to spin.
As Wolryang forms a hand seal, the wheel madly charges towards Yuan Li.
[Annoying pests...]
The wheel is completely stopped by the blood cloud summoned by Yuan Li with a wave of his hand.
Annoyed, Yuan Li spits out a bloody glow as he speaks.
[A surprisingly skilled curse sorcerer, but still far from enough. It is, however, quite troublesome....]
Wo-woong!
The blood light pushes away the curse spells.
[You have my acknowledgement....]
And then.
Boom!
Manli Min-lap's main cannon, along with another blue beam, shoots at Yuan Li, who is still talking to himself.
Engulfed in blue light, Yuan Li faces the concentrated attacks of Core Formation cultivators and Qi Building cultivators' siege weapons.
!
The ground shakes, and a glassy crater forms in the desert.
The flash of brilliance that suddenly bloomed colored the desert, and, as if absorbing the desert's light, turned into darkness.
At the center of the explosion, Yuan Li formed a hand seal and curled the blood light around himself, defending against attacks from all directions.
[You've prepared quite a bit in 200 years. It would have been dangerous if I was still in the early stages of Nascent Soul....]
His shield trembles precariously but shows no sign of breaking.
[If I can just endure....]
Just then.
[Hmm...?]
Yuan Li notices a dharma treasure.
The wheel-shaped dharma treasure Wolryang had thrown.
Spinning madly in front of him, the wheel began to spin faster.
At first, it was negligible, but its rotational force and power gradually increased.
Yuan Li's eyes widen in shock.
[What is this...! That bastard is...]
Rumble!
The brown wheel, gradually turning blood-red, emits a crimson steam, pressing against his shield with immense force.
[This bastard, he's pouring his vital true origin into it...!]
Wolryang, with blood falling from his eyes and mouth, continues to infuse his life force into his dharma treasure.
"Die, old monster...! Even if I have to burn all my life force, I'll leave a mark on you!"
Whirrrrr!
The wheel spins even faster.
Rumble, rumble!
Yuan Li sees the wheel slowly penetrating his trembling shield.
[You think I'll be injured by the likes of you! Ridiculous!]
Yuan Li emits a bloody glow from his eyes, gathering energy.
And then, small characters in the air behind Yuan Li begin to float up.
Seo Eun-hyun's curse spells.
Yuan Li thought he had completely shaken off the sticky evil, but it hadn't entirely disappeared.
Wriggle, wriggle....
Seo Eun-hyun's curse spells climb up Yuan Li's body, settling near his heart.
Outside Yuan Li's bombardment.
Seo Eun-hyun, standing under Serving Command Palace, speaks to a Qi Building cultivator of the Cheongmun Clan assisting him.
[Create it.]
"Understood."
The Cheongmun Clan's Qi Building cultivator scatters seeds into the desert and forms a seal.
Rumble!
The cultivator's wood spiritual energy flows into the seeds, quickly growing them into a tree.
As the cultivator forms a hand seal, the tree grows into a peculiar shape.
It resembled a human.
A person with arms outstretched.
With a shadow submerged in dark curse spells.
As Seo Eun-hyun extends his hand towards the Wooden Man, a strand of curses flows into its heart.
[In this vessel, let agony reside.]
Whirrrr!
The curse spells in the Wooden Man's heart glows.
[Hmm?]
Yuan Li twitched as he felt the dark evil in his heart.
But before he can react, the evil explodes.
The Qi Building cultivator from the Cheongmun Clan next to Seo Eun-hyun strikes the Wooden Man's heart with his fist, creating a hole.
The curse is activated.
[Aaaagh!]
Throb!
Yuan Li clutches his chest in agony as a sudden pain erupts in his heart.
And in that brief moment.
Boom!
Wolryang's dharma treasure, emitting steaming red mist, tears through Yuan Li's protective shield and charges at him.
Chualalala!
One side of Yuan Li's upper body is torn away.
Wolryang's wheel doesn't return to him but instead flies behind Yuan Li.
Countless dharma treasures and attacks assault Yuan Lis torn half.
Yuan Li, extracting Pure Spiritual Force, temporarily creates an arm and forms a seal.
[Dissolve.]
Then, an explosion engulfs Yuan Li.
Kugugugugu!
Numerous Core Formation cultivators hold their breath, watching the area where the brilliance is slowly fading.
Cough, cough!
Wolryang, dropping his usual cane, spits blood and glares at the area of explosion.
An all-out attack by numerous Core Formation and Qi Building cultivators!
Everyone looks with anticipation in their eyes.
And from within the dust cloud, something bizarre with a bloody luster appears.
"What is that..."
Cheongmun Jung-jin frowns.
Around Yuan Li, seven blank scrolls have appeared, with a bizarre blood-colored beast emanating the energy of seven demon souls.
The beast was guarding Yuan Li.
[Haha, thrilling indeed.]
The faces of the cultivator alliance darken.
[But is this really all you have?]
Yuan Li was regenerating half of his upper body that was torn away.
In one hand he holds the crystal skull staff, and in the other, the blood-colored leaf fan.
[Try a bit harder. Im not even excited yet...!]
Rumble!
The Bloodwood Ghost Corpses that Yuan Li summoned began to extract energy from the spells, jiangshi, and devilish creatures they had absorbed.
The energy emitted by the Bloodwood Ghost Corpses coalesced into blood light and flew towards Yuan Li.
Chualalala!
As Yuan Li lifts the crystal skull staff, the skull opens its mouth, absorbing the blood energy.
Simultaneously, Yuan Li's depleted energy begins to replenish.
Chiiiiiiiiii
Soon, Yuan Li returns to the same state as when he first emerged from the seal.
[Tsk tsk, how dull. My excitement's dying down. Dont you have anything more to show?]
Chualalalala!
A mass of black curses rise from under Yuan Li, engulfing him.
[Tsk...]
Boom!
However, this round of curses fail to reach Yuan Li, bouncing off his shield.
Yuan Li looks at the shadow manipulating the curse spells from afar.
[I wondered who kept sneakily mixing curses in. So, it was you. Hahaha, now I see its not even a Core Formation cultivator but a Qi Building one.]
He lifts the blood-colored leaf fan.
[I acknowledge your skill in sending troublesome Core Formation level curses as a Qi Building cultivator. Very impressive. And...]
Yuan Li turns back to see Wolryang gasping for breath.
[You risked your life to hit me hard. It's impressive, but it seems you've run out of energy to retrieve your dharma treasure.]
Yuan Li mockingly taunts Wolryang.
Wolryang, gasping for air, smiles.
"The dharma treasure... I dont lack energy to retrieve it, you monster."
[Hmm?]
"It's been... delivered."
[What nonsense... Well then. You've all worked hard, so die.]
Yuan Li swings his leaf fan, launching a huge attack on all the cultivators who exhausted their strength.
Wo-woong!
The blood storm engulfs t