A City Destroyed in One Strike

Iron Lion Ridge, where the Iron Lion King sits majestically on his throne, and on the stone platform below, lie powerful and ferocious Demon Beasts.

Wolf Ancestor broke through to the Nascent Soul, greatly enhancing White Wolf Mound's strength and placing it further ahead in the rankings, very close to Iron Lion King.

"My lords, the Cold Tide War is upon us, and I intend to reclaim the Ten Thousand Li Gobi. Therefore, from this day forward, mobilize your Demon Beasts, assemble your armies, and march towards Luochuan Pass!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura swept out. The Iron Lion King had actually broken through to the Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation realm. No wonder it was confident in defeating its nemesis, the Grand Elder, and reclaiming the Ten Thousand Li Gobi.

Seeing that the Iron Lion King's cultivation had reached the Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation, the morale of the many Demon Race below soared, and they roared out, unleashing a violent aura.

Cold Tide descended, spreading from the Frostthunder Region in the north of the Lu Wu Realm. Thousands of miles were frozen, and snow fell for thousands of miles. Temperatures plummeted, and countless Wild Beasts and Mortals froze to death.

Before Luochuan Pass, Demon Race Army blotted out the sky. Although most of them were low-level Demon Beasts, if these creatures launched an attack simultaneously, even Spirit Transformation cultivator would have to temporarily retreat.

Before the army of Demon Beasts, the Iron Lion King led a group of powerful Demon Race, standing in the sky. The iron-black spiral horns gleamed with an eerie light, and the sharp fangs were exposed, terrifying and intimidating.

"Ice River True Person, come out and face your death!" Iron Lion King said arrogantly. He had always been suppressed by the Grand Elder before, but a few years ago he had fortuitous opportunity break through to the Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation and finally get his revenge.

Standing against the wind on the city wall of Luochuan Pass, the Grand Elder looked solemn.

Iron Lion King broke through to the Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation, his strength increased exponentially. Knowing he was no match for them, he was not swayed by their words and instead prepared to retreat into the Formation, focusing on defense and waiting for reinforcements from the Mountain and River Hall.

Seeing this, the Iron Lion King laughed even more heartily, "Ice River True Person, are you waiting for the Mountain and River Hall's support? Hahaha, don't even think about it! Lord Azureflame Lion Emperor has already sent people to block them. During the Cold Tide, you won't get any assistance!"

Upon hearing this, the Grand Elder's expression grew even more grim, and the many Cultivators around him began to panic. How could they possibly resist the Iron Lion King, who was at the Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation?

"All troops, attack!!" Without another word, the Iron Lion King unleashed a deafening roar that pierced the sky, followed by a chorus of beastly roars. The war had begun.

Above the sky, flocks of birds flew in formation, blotting out the sun, as attacks rained down.

On the earth, all beasts stirred and charged together. In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains trembled, as if the whole world was trembling under the iron hooves of the Demon Race.

Although the Yang Household had a lot of forces, including Zhou Ping Kingdom, Black Wind Cave, Ten Thousand Snake Grotto, and Mad Lion Crown Prince, they were tied down by the Yang family. However, Iron Lion King, who had broken through to the Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation, made up for all these disadvantages, making Iron Lion Ridge stronger than it had been during the last Cold Tide.

"Defense!!"

The Grand Elder's robes fluttered, and his voice spread out along with the Law Power.

Buzz!!

Before Luochuan Pass, a thick, earthen-yellow Formation barrier slowly appeared, like an impenetrable fortress blocking the Demon Race's path.

Boom!!

Countless Spiritual Power attacks, stirring up countless amounts of spiritual Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, transformed into a mighty Destructive Torrent, crashing against the Formation barrier.

After a moment of silence, a deafening roar erupted, and a great battle broke out.

In Purple Moon City, at Purple Moon Plaza, Cultivators under the Yang Household began to gather. Compared to the last Cold Tide War, there were 20,000 more cultivators, totaling more than 38,000.

Of the 15,000 troops assigned to the Purple Moon Army, there were still more than 20,000 left.

These Cultivators formed a massive allied Fleet and sailed majestically toward the border region.

The Yang Household's Flagship was hundreds of feet long, its size blocking out the sky and the sun.

This is a Fifth-Tier Low-Grade War Flying Vessels. With enough Cultivators and a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator or above guarding the core of the Formation, this War Flying Vessels can unleash the power of Spirit Transformation.

Back then, Yang Tianyou exchanged for a total of three War Flying Vessels in the Eight Desolations Arena: one Fifth-Tier Mid-Grade and two Fifth-Tier Low-Grade.

The Fifth-Tier Mid-Grade Flying Boat is in a sealed-off state, while the two Fifth-Tier Low-Grade Flying Boats are being used by the Purple Moon Army to attack Zhou Ping Kingdom.

One of them, as the Flagship of the allied forces, led by Yang Tianyou and his wife, attacked Black Wind Cave and Ten Thousand Snake Grotto.

The Yang Household's tactics were simple and brutal: they split their forces into two groups and swept across the battlefield, first taking down the major Foreign Races forces in front of them with overwhelming Thunder, and then deciding whether to continue the attack based on the situation.

At Zhou Ping Kingdom Border Pass, nestled between two Heroic Peaks, lies a towering city. The thick city walls are covered with gruesome marks, all inflicted by the Purple Moon Army.

At first, the Spirit Tribe would rush to repair each new wound, but because the Purple Moon Army attacked the pass too frequently and never actually entered the pass, the city's repair work was repeatedly delayed.

When the Cold Tide arrived, General Huangyu, who was guarding the pass, ordered repairs, but some of the damage was too long to be removed in a short time.

Clearly, the Yang Household's plan had worked.

General Huangyu was furious, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

The Mad Lion Crown Prince, whose cultivation level reached the Nascent Soul Late Stage, has arrived at the pass to guard it. Given the strength previously demonstrated by the Purple Moon Army, it is simply impossible for them to break through the pass.

What he didn't know was that, although the strength of the Purple Moon Army had been increasing rapidly over the past thirty or forty years, the number of soldiers attacking Zhou Ping Kingdom Pingguo's passes had never exceeded five hundred, nor had they used their full strength; at most, they had only demonstrated the combat power of the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

Everything, everything, has been for this battle.

Above the sky, a dozen War Flying Vessels moved slowly forward, casting large shadows on the ground.

On the Fifth Tier Flagship, Yang Yusheng stood at the bow, his face calm, but his gaze was more intense than ever before.

After One Sexagenary Cycle, the Purple Moon Army finally got the opportunity to fight independently.

"Zhou Ping Kingdom, my Purple Moon Army has arrived!" Yang Yusheng murmured, turning his gaze forward.

Half an hour later, the Fleet, which had been Concealment by the Fifth Tier Formation, suddenly appeared.

With Yang Yusheng's command, the Flagship's surface shone with brilliant light. As the Array Mark flowed, a hundred-foot-long divine bow appeared, its bowstring tinkling softly. A golden rainbow that pierced the heavens and earth vanished in an instant.

Inside the City Lord's Manor, the golden-haired, Mad Lion Crown Prince was conversing with the Previous Lord of the Zhou Ping Kingdom.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted, followed by a deafening roar.

Rumble!!

Dust flew everywhere, and large chunks of rock and fragments of the city wall rolled across the ground.

Between the Heroic Peaks, the majestic city was pierced through by a single strike from Fifth-Tier War Flying Vessels, half of the city was destroyed, thousands of the Spirit Tribe perished, their blood of various colors spilled on the ground, and a thick aura of Resentment Qi rose up.