Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8407 - 384-lock 1

"Owuu ~!" An eerie cry echoed from afar. It resembled the wail of a specter, yet also the roar of a savage creature, filling the air with sheer dread. Soon after, the spectral troops charged toward the towering golden-armored warriors. Yet the front line of golden-armored soldiers paid them no mind, their gazes locked firmly on the Sen Luo Palace trailing behind. As the ghost soldiers closed to within roughly a hundred meters, a barrage of blade gleams erupted before them. In a swift golden flash, the ghostly forces were utterly dispersed.

Typically, these ghost soldiers could reform after dispersal, particularly with the abundant energy surging through them, allowing swift recovery. But this instance proved exceptional. Once shattered by the saber glow, the ghost soldiers let out agonized shrieks and got devoured by the blade light, leaving them no opportunity to fight back.

In mere moments, every ghost soldier ahead of Sen Luo Palace fell to the relentless blade-light. At that point, Sen Luo Palace surged forward to confront the soldiers, only for the blades gripped by the troops to aim straight at it. A thunderous crash rang out as the Golden-armored soldiers halted Sen Luo Palace's advance. Naturally, the Golden-armored soldiers retreated a few paces, yet those in the rear swiftly steadied them. Thus, the phalanx of golden-armored soldiers effectively barred Sen Luo Palace's path.

This outcome lay well within anticipations. The golden-armored soldiers loomed enormously, each reaching three thousand feet in height—nearly a thousand meters. Formed from the collective energy of all structures along the Blood Slaughter Sect’s western defensive line, these colossal figures brimmed with immense might.

Right as Sen Luo Palace got stalled, the lengthy blades wielded by the rear-row Golden-armored soldiers morphed into soaring claw chains. These chains launched outward without delay. The foremost claws seized Sen Luo Palace in an instant, while the front-line Golden-armored soldiers swung their massive blades toward the structure.

Clangs of metal resounded as Sen Luo Palace shuddered violently. Evidently, the Golden-armored soldiers' strikes packed tremendous force. Though Sen Luo Palace managed to deflect them, it suffered some harm. Continued barrages like this would spell peril for Sen Luo Palace.

Yu Fengbo lingered stunned within the Sen Luo Treasure Palace. He had never imagined that the Sen Luo Treasure Palace could be halted by foes, appearing ensnared right here. One had to recognize that the Sen Luo Treasure Palace stood as the paramount supreme magic treasure of the 13 Family Alliance. In bygone clashes with the Blood Slaughter Sect, it always prevailed. The Blood Slaughter Sect required summoning their own supreme magic treasure each time just to counter it. Yet now, mere island-guarding formation sufficed to impede it. How could this be?

Suddenly, Yu Fengbo caught a prolonged howl piercing the air. Following it came a taunting voice, "Yu Fengbo, hahahaha, who would have thought you'd face a day like this. Today, I'll shatter your Sen Luo Palace and obliterate your 13 Family Alliance entirely. I'll ensure every sect in the Blood Sea Realm learns that the Blood Slaughter Sect brooks no provocation."

The words barely faded when Yu Fengbo spotted a blade gleam streaking from the distant sky. It hurtled with blinding speed and colossal scale, bearing an overwhelming aura as if poised to cleave the heavens and earth. Yu Fengbo's face paled at the sight, snapping him from his stupor. He instantly recognized this blade light as the Blood Slaughter Sect's supreme magic treasure.

The Blood Slaughter Sect’s supreme magic weapon served as the perfect counter to the Sen Luo Treasure Palace. The latter qualified as a grand-scale artifact, incapable of shrinking, yet boasting astonishing defenses. It could also channel collective strength from numerous users, yielding vast power. Conversely, the Blood Slaughter Sect’s elite dharma artifacts were compact blades designed for individual wielders. Though multiple could employ them—thanks to internal spaces—typically one person handled them. Group usage infused the blade with tangled dharma power, complicating later refinement and nurturing. In essence, shared control damaged such petite supreme magic weapons. Hence, they usually bonded with a single owner.

Don't mistake these small supreme magic weapons for lacking potency in solo hands; quite the opposite held true. Their strengths included deep nurturing potential. The more a wielder cultivated an artifact, the fiercer it grew. Take the Blood Slaughter Sect's Killing God Blade and Blood Slaughter Blade, tempered across generations, now radiating fearsome might. Even if Sen Luo Palace marshaled its full force for a direct clash, it couldn't overpower them decisively.

Another boon was their portability and ease of deployment. Compact size allowed storage in spatial tools or on the body for instant access, bypassing energy buildup. And their output remained formidable. This ease defined their edge.

Grand artifacts shone through sheer scale, exuding crushing presence and raw force that evoked a mountain's descent. Small ones, however, struck like hidden needles—unassuming yet intensely focused. Each type offered distinct merits. Undeniably, small artifacts often outshone large ones due to that pinpoint potency.

The Blood Slaughter Sect’s Killing God Blade and Blood Slaughter Blade, both diminutive arms, had endured eons of nurturing, surging with unmatched vigor. Their strikes concentrated devastating energy. A single blow might barely dent Sen Luo Palace, but repeated assaults would assuredly dismantle it.

This dynamic explained why, despite possessing a behemoth like the Sen Luo Treasure Palace, the 13 Family Alliance shied from assailing the Blood Slaughter Sect. For one, the sect surpassed them in strength. For another, the Killing God Blade and Blood Slaughter Blade could dominate the Sen Luo Treasure Palace.

Put differently, the Sen Luo Treasure Palace suited stationary defense for the 13 Family Alliance. Launching offensives against the Blood Slaughter Sect? The sect could repel it handily. Yu Fengbo hadn't foreseen Du Wansha's swift arrival, complete with the Killing God Blade. Consequently, preparations fell short.

Though mighty, Sen Luo Palace now found itself ensnared by the Golden-armored soldiers' flying claw chains. Concurrently, the soldiers hammered away at it. Sen Luo Palace wouldn't endure much longer. Worse, the bindings prevented evasion or maneuvers, forcing it to absorb blows squarely—an acute liability.

No sooner had Yu Fengbo commanded Sen Luo Palace to unleash its utmost, than the crimson blade light hammered the edifice with a deafening boom. Black radiance flared from the palace, clashing against the scarlet gleam. An explosion followed, dimming the black glow while repelling the blade light.

  Yu Fengbo exhaled in relief, but then a golden gleam hurtled forth. He glanced back to see only the flying claw chain wielders remaining upright; the other soldiers had vanished. In their stead, a golden scimitar descended upon Sen Luo Palace.

Yu Fengbo's features twisted in alarm. Though the golden scimitar lacked the crimson one's ferocity, it wielded considerable threat. Currently, Sen Luo Palace lingered in its energy-depletion phase, requiring seconds more to recharge. Its defenses, while present, paled against this incoming slash. With a flick of intent, Yu Fengbo hurled spells into the Sen Luo Treasure Palace, channeling its untapped reserves to withstand the strike. This bordered on desperation—exhausting those energies now might doom them to the follow-up attack. Yet necessity demanded it; without this, they'd crumble immediately.

"BOOM!" The curved blade impacted Sen Luo Palace. Black light surged, parrying the assault. But as the scimitar faded, so did the glow. Right then, the blood-red blade light descended anew. This blow drained the color from Yu Fengbo's face.

Still, a fierce glint sparked in Yu Fengbo's eyes. He swept his hand, rapidly forming seals. As the incantations merged with Sen Luo Palace, the entire structure quaked. Innumerable dark filaments then sprouted from it, weaving into a colossal black skeleton overhead. The instant it materialized, the skeleton smashed into the crimson blade light.

A faint sizzle ensued, devoid of explosive force; both the black skeleton and blade light vanished together. Yet Sen Luo Palace's luster waned sharply. The prior overwhelming presence had evaporated, as if the artifact lay ruined.

Then the golden scimitar reemerged. Yu Fengbo ignored it, darting into Sen Luo Palace and bellowing to those within, "Activate the portable teleportation formations and withdraw!" He grasped that Sen Luo Palace's final reserves had been expended. It couldn't muster fighting strength anytime soon. Moreover, the next golden scimitar strike might well annihilate it. Lingering meant doom; flight was imperative.

Faces paled at his command, but they recognized the urgency precluded debate. All triggered their personal teleportation arrays. White flashes erupted, whisking them from the chamber. This represented their ultimate escape. None wavered. Precisely then, the golden scimitar cleaved into the palace. A cataclysmic boom erupted, quaking the land and heaving the peaks.