As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1493 - 400: Remote Chess Match—Who’s Afraid of Human Wave Tactics? My Soul Capturers, Stand Up

"They are going to slowly reveal a terrifying strength that will utterly overwhelm and crush every top-tier combatant within Qianyuan Dao City..."

"The goal is to erode the resistance of the local factions..."

"The Temple Control Bureau, the Qintian Observatory, and the ancient families are not part of the Divine Sect's core power. By striking at their morale, our internal unity will fracture, and our will to fight will naturally crumble."

A heavy silence suddenly descended upon everyone inside the Temple Control Bureau.

It was an open strategy!

A blatant, unstoppable scheme!

As soon as Fang Hanshu finished speaking, a monstrous aura erupted outside Qianyuan Dao City. It felt like a hidden dragon surging from the abyss, as if ten thousand dragons were stretching across the sky, their collective pressure weighing down the heavens.

Even though it was merely a single pillar of Qi-blood light, its power far exceeded the combined auras of the two peak masters, Heavenly Defect and Earth Defect.

"Ji Moli!"

"It is the King of Quelling Chaos, Ji Moli!"

Lv Taibai’s voice turned grim within the halls of the Temple Control Bureau.

Nearby, Feng Zhiqi and the others were gasping for air. It felt as though a massive boulder had been dropped onto their chests, making it nearly impossible to breathe.

"Ji Moli... has mastered the Dao Yun Tribulation Fire and refined the Netherworld Fire Dao Position. He likely possesses the combat strength of a half-step Divine Tribulation Realm now!"

This realization meant that the court's army surrounding Qianyuan now commanded two forces at the half-step Divine Tribulation Realm.

Heavenly Defect and Earth Defect, joined by Ji Moli...

Meanwhile, Qianyuan Dao City was defended by only Lv Taibai.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM——!!!

The sky was relentlessly disturbed by a surging, terrifying energy.

In an instant, the falling snow vanished, replaced by a torrential rain that hammered down upon Qianyuan Dao City. The downpour struck the black tiles and city walls with such force that it exploded into a thick, misty veil of water!

Buffeted by the collision of these three monstrous auras, the grand and ancient Qianyuan Dao City began to shudder. It seemed to tremble in genuine terror.

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The sound of rushing rain filled the air.

The deluge continued to pour.

Massive black iron warships tore through the river's surface, navigating the waters as if they were roaring at the city.

These vessels were packed with the soldiers prepared to storm the Dao City. One after another, the warships formed a line along the fog-shrouded Grand Canal.

"The King of Quelling Chaos... what incredible momentum!"

Xie Yunshen’s robes whipped violently in the wind. Standing next to him was Ji Moli, whose armor clanked as he released an aura that pierced the clouds, even overshadowing the presence of Heavenly Defect and Earth Defect.

With his weaker Cultivation, Xie Yunshen felt his face flush involuntarily. He was forced to take two small steps back to steady himself.

Ji Moli cast a glance at National Master Xie Yunshen, a faint, ambiguous smile playing on his lips.

Their methods were undeniably different. Had Ji Moli been in charge of the siege, he would have prioritized a direct, practical assault. As a vanguard, he believed that if he were strong enough to shatter the defenses of Qianyuan Dao City, the city would fall.

Xie Yunshen, however, preferred to attack the heart.

His plan was to slowly drain the hope of those defending the walls. Once they fell into total despair, even the most elite warriors would become useless; how could they possibly hold the city then?

Xie Yunshen stroked his beard and laughed loudly, turning his attention to the warships behind them.

"Honored members of the Divine Sect, please step forward and display your might to the rebels within Qianyuan Dao City."

With a sharp motion of his feather fan, Xie Yunshen pointed toward the vast expanse of the majestic city.

In the following moment, figures began to soar into the sky from the decks of the warships.

First was the Master of the Heavenly Pill Divine Sect, Gu Changqing. Dressed in simple green robes with his hands behind his back, his hair and beard billowed in the wind. The divine aura of a top-level Great God erupted from him, spilling across the world as if a colossal Heaven and Earth Soul were staring down at the city.

Then, a sharp, piercing sword light shot toward the heavens.

Immense Qi-blood seemed to fuse with a boiling, razor-sharp Sword Intent!

It was Gu Cheng, the Great Sword Saint and Sect Master of the Sichuan Sword Pavilion, a peak-level master. The sheer scale of his Sword Intent far surpassed the legendary Sword Intent of Yellow Sword Wine that had once stunned the city!

Zhao Chunqiu, the Master of the Dragon Tiger Divine Sect, also rose gracefully into the air. With a flick of his horsetail whisk, he unleashed the power of a top-level Great God. His divinity stood like a pillar, piercing the sky and causing the black clouds to ripple in layers. This reclusive master was indeed a formidable figure on the Great God List.

Next, a brilliant and vast Haoran aura surged upward like a white river flowing through the sky. A top-level Great God-tier Heaven and Earth Soul appeared to guide this white river, as if to purify the world.

This was Bai Buxi, the Master of the Haoran Academy!

One after another, they appeared!

Pillars of Qi-blood and divinity continued to rise outside Qianyuan Dao City!

The night was deep and dark.

Amidst the torrential rain, these vast and terrifying auras ascended like titanic dragons. The night sky looked like a piece of torn fabric, constantly shaken by intangible ripples that crashed against the city walls like the waves of the Grand Canal.

The entire Qianyuan Dao City began to experience subtle, rhythmic vibrations.

Inside the city, the ancestors of the three great thousand-year-old families—the Zhou, Yun, and Zhong families—floated in the air. Their faces were deathly pale. These ancestors were only at the Divine Fetus Second Divine Transformation Realm.

In the face of these top-tier peak masters and Great God-level powers, how could they not shake with fear?

This onslaught of auras seemed endless, surging again just as the defenders were beginning to buckle under the pressure. Even their internal attempts at self-reassurance felt pathetically weak.

Throughout Qianyuan Dao City, common practitioners and soldiers of the Divine Guard Army felt their very souls shudder. They could barely keep their footing, feeling a desperate urge to fall to their knees in worship.