Barbarian Cult Ancestral Court, atop the sacred mountain.
"Die!"
Mo He roared, and his blade flashed again and again.
A long river like a heavenly waterfall appeared in midair, composed entirely of blade energy.
"Ah!"
A Nascent Soul Cultivator failed to escape in time and was cut in two. Even his Nascent Soul didn't get away.
"Phew, phew..." Mo He panted heavily and surveyed his surroundings.
Even with the might of that single strike, he still couldn't stop the Cultivators, swarming like wolves, from eyeing him hungrily.
"So... this is how it would be..."
A bitter smile crept onto his lips. Even though he had known the sacred mountain would lose this battle, he had never imagined it would fall so quickly, so completely!
"I thought the defensive array on the sacred mountain, along with five Immortals and tens of thousands of battle soldiers, would let us hold out for at least several months and inflict heavy casualties on the Cultivators. But I never expected them to set up the 'Ten Absolutes Heaven Gate Array' around the sacred mountain!"
This array had only two defining features. First, its range was enormous: it covered both the sacred mountain and the Barbarian Palace! Second, it cut off Heaven and Earth!
As long as they were inside the array, they could no longer draw any Heaven and Earth Origin Energy from outside.
In warfare, nothing was more ruthless than cutting off supplies!
And for cultivators, Heaven and Earth Origin Energy was food! It was their lifeline!
Without that replenishment, even with stores of spirit stones and pills in the sacred mountain, defeat was inevitable!
Ten Immortals held the Array Eyes. Several Barbarian Ancestors had led elite troops in an attempt to break through, but to no avail. Instead, the enemy had seized the