On this day, six massive Flying Boats soared out from Jin'an City. These boats, each stretching around forty to fifty zhang in length and fifteen to sixteen zhang in width, were equipped with a peculiar weaponry known as the Spirit Energy Cannon.
Mounted on every Flying Boat were numerous Spirit Energy Cannons, with over ten on each side resembling the tusks of ferocious beasts. This Spirit Energy Cannon could be controlled even by Qi Cultivation stage cultivators by simply infusing it with Spirit Stones.
Despite being manageable by Qi Cultivation practitioners, its power rivaled that of a mid-level Foundation Building cultivator, boasting an impressive range. However, every advantage comes with drawbacks, and this Spirit Energy Cannon was no exception. It consumed Spirit Stones at an alarming rate, requiring ten thousand Spirit Stones for each shot.
Another flaw was its low accuracy. The Spirit Energy Cannon couldn't be targeted using Divine Sense, making it challenging to aim precisely or lock onto a target. Dodging the attacks was a viable strategy for the opponents.
Therefore, these Spirit Energy Cannons truly excelled only in large-scale battles when deployed in significant numbers. Each giant vessel was manned by a Golden Core cultivator, carrying two to three hundred Foundation Building cultivators and over a hundred Qi Cultivation practitioners.
Qi Cultivation Disciples were responsible for miscellaneous tasks on the Flying Boats and operating the Spirit Energy Cannons. Due to the swift nature of this mission, only a limited number of Qi Cultivation practitioners were brought along. The six Flying Boats were a considerable investment, representing the entirety of Jin'an City's assets.
Including ten thousand Qi Cultivation Disciples as cannon fodder would significantly slow down the procession, providing ample time for the Demon Clan to prepare. Zhang Chunfeng stood on one of the Flying Boats with fellow disciples from the Qingxu Sect. Various factions naturally gathered their forces together for mutual support.
In a specific location within the Boundary Mountain Range, seven tall Stone Towers were constructed using colossal stones, interconnected by walls still under construction. Many Demonic Beasts moved in and out, carrying massive stone blocks on their backs. Among them were humans, some involved in construction, while others arranged formations.
These humans were considered pets of the Demon Clan, utilized for tasks like wall construction and formation arrangements where the Demon Clan fell short compared to humans. This collaboration proved more advantageous than simply slaughtering them for meat.
At this moment, six black dots appeared in the distance. On top of one Stone Tower, a humanoid Demonic Beast stood upright, gazing in the direction of the dots.
In their unique language, the Demonic Beast issued a warning. Some Demon Clan members understood and immediately started fleeing, while others, confused, took a moment to comprehend.
"Squeak! Ribbit! Wail!"
Various beastly roars echoed from different directions, helping the Demonic Beasts understand the situation. They swiftly climbed the unfinished walls, vigilant and alert.
Simultaneously, the incomplete formation activated, creating a large protective shield covering the walls and stone structures.
In the West Zhou Demon Realm, each Demonic Beast tribe had its unique language, making communication between different species challenging. Previous attempts to unify the Demon Clan's language were unsuccessful, as most Demonic Beasts were unwilling to learn and use other races' languages.
Teaching a cow to meow, a frog to growl like a bear, or an eagle to howl like a wolf indeed posed considerable difficulties.
By the end, the language of the human race had become the most widely used in the West Zhou Demon Realm. This was because almost every tribe kept human pets, and the most convenient way to communicate with them was to master the human language, or at least understand it, even if they couldn't speak it.
On the Flying Boat, several Foundation Building cultivators were scrutinizing the walls and formations built by the Demon Clan.
"Shang, as a formation master, what do you think of this Demon Clan formation?" a gray-robed cultivator asked a red-faced, black-bearded cultivator beside him.
"Haha! Brother Li, you flatter me. I've only just reached the second tier as a formation master. My experience and strength are still lacking. But this Seven-Star Protection Array is extremely crude, full of loopholes," the red-faced cultivator said, stroking his long beard with a smile.
"Haha! It's just a deception by these beasts. We'll surely defeat them in no time," a young cultivator laughed.
"Young Junior, don't underestimate them. The Demon Clan has stood against our human race for centuries, and they even hold an advantageous position. They must have extraordinary capabilities," cautioned a more mature-looking middle-aged cultivator.
"Thank you for the advice, Senior Brother!" the young cultivator quickly expressed his gratitude.
As the Flying Boat approached the Demon Clan's constructed city, several three-tier Demonic Beasts on the Stone Tower roared at the oncoming vessel. Upon the order of the Golden Core cultivator on the Flying Boat, dozens of Spirit Energy Cannons aimed at the city.
With another command, each Spirit Energy Cannon shot a beam of light towards the same spot on the city wall, creating a massive hole in both the formation and the wall.
The Demon Clan was not known for being benevolent, and being attacked wasn't their style. A furious roar echoed from the Demon Clan's camp, signaling a retaliation.
Demonic Beasts of all kinds, flying and crawling, charged towards the Flying Boat. Simultaneously, Foundation Building cultivators on the Flying Boat leaped into action, engaging in a chaotic battle with the Demon Clan.
Zhang Chunfeng raised a shield to protect himself, deflecting various attacks from all directions. The battlefield was fraught with peril, and one could be accidentally injured by a companion.
A Flying Sword flew from his hand, aiming for the head of an early-stage three-tier bear-shaped Demonic Beast. The beast swatted the sword away with a single paw and roared, charging at Zhang Chunfeng.
The monstrous bear, towering and robust, swung its meaty paws at Zhang Chunfeng. Unable to retrieve his shield in time, he quickly raised his arm to block the attack. The impact made his arm numb, forcing him to step back involuntarily.
Ignoring the Flying Sword knocked aside earlier, he drew a Mountain-splitting Greataxe and swung it towards the bear's head. This axe, refined using two recently acquired spirit ores, was a lower-grade Spiritual Weapon, weighing thirty thousand jin. Even for Zhang Chunfeng's current strength, wielding such a massive axe was a bit challenging.
However, Wang Hong had provided him with numerous Essence Core Pills. After consuming them all and combining the effects with his cultivation, he anticipated reaching a strength of one hundred thousand jin. At that point, using the greataxe should be much easier.
Exerting all his strength, Zhang Chunfeng swung the greataxe with a whooshing sound, aiming for the bear's head.
While the Demon Clan was physically robust, they hadn't yet reached the point of directly facing a Magical Weapon with their heads. The bear hastily withdrew its arm to block the incoming axe.
Given the bear's experience, in a direct confrontation with a human cultivator, as long as it closed the distance, the human would be at its mercy.
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