Tu Shan's Sword Strikes Beast-Spirit Immortal City

Jiang Ding gazed at the magnificent immortal city before him.

No one knew how many years it had stood. Ancient and weathered, its walls bore mottled scars from blades and swords. Who knew what it had endured through the past ten thousand years?

Generation after generation of cultivators had spent their lives here.

Looking at the surrounding terrain, he saw that even on the grassland, numerous mountain ranges and earth-dragon veins converged here, drawing spiritual energy together to form spirit veins.

Dozens of upper- and mid-grade third-tier spirit veins coiled like pythons. At their center, they had nurtured a large lower-grade fourth-tier spirit vein.

This was the foundation that allowed the Hei Clan to hold the Black Snow Grassland under its sway and produce Nascent Soul Cultivators!

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators lived here year-round, from Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment to Golden Core.

Now, as the immortal city's formation rose and its patterns spread across the sky, every cultivator looked up in terror at the indistinct face of the azure-robed youth overhead.

"A mid-grade fourth-tier formation..."

Jiang Ding swept it with his divine sense again and again before finally murmuring to himself.

The formation had been built upon the spirit veins. Drawing on their power and that of vast numbers of cultivators, its upper limit surpassed that of many Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivators.

That was, provided every formation node remained intact, those directing each section possessed adequate basic formation skills, and there were enough of them.

"Will you measure up?"

Jiang Ding seemed to be asking them.

Clang!

He drew his sword and slashed!

In an instant, the many Golden Core cultivators felt an immense sword intent spread in every direction. It carried the power to annihilate and break spells, freezing their magic power at once. Moving it