Cloud Trust's Return Draws Near, Every Moment Counts; the Battered Formation Sways as the End Awaits

"Attack"

Fei Tianqin's military tactics were quite dignified, with surrendered people, loyal followers, vassals, and the main force clearly distinguished in order. Although the Fourth Tier grand formation established at Joyful Sight Mountain was old, it was still maintained by two True Person in life.

Standing on the high platform alongside Fei Nanying, Sect Leader Kang Da could only watch as people collapsed and fell one after another. Life after life was lost like moths drawn to a flame, clinging to the light barrier of the Fourth Tier grand formation of Joyful Sight Mountain. Truly, the cultivators of Joyful Sight Mountain.

If the cultivators in the mountains are even slightly slow and fail to open the purification barrier in time, the blurry flesh and blood on it will obscure their vision.

Kang Dabao had repeatedly advised this old fox, but the latter's habit of not hesitating to take lives remained unchanged. However, he was consistently generous in his actions, especially towards those who dared to be the vanguard and charge ahead.

That is, if one survives the first attack of the Golden Bell, the reward is one hundred; if one survives the second attack, the reward is doubled; if one survives the third attack, the reward is doubled again, and so on. This attracted many desperate fugitives to their deaths.

Sect Leader Kang Da had roughly calculated that even if a Qi Refinement cultivator followed Fei Tianqin's reward rules and charged through the formation ten times to receive the reward, he could probably get a Third-Tier Supreme-Grade Law Treasure.

Of course, at most, each person could only charge into battle six times before encountering a Star-Shooting Crossbow appeared out of nowhere on their way back, resulting in their death.

The large sum of rewards accumulated during the Foundation Establishment had no choice but to be sent home, and it's unknown whether someone would take it all and change it.

Such a lack of compassion for human life will surely produce results in a short time.

Joyful Sight Mountain, Nascent Soul sect, was forced to close its doors and rely on a large formation to defend itself by a group of Golden Core Foundation Establishment cultivators, unaware of how much prestige it had lost.

The cultivators in the mountains who were close to the lineage of True Person Cloud Trust were both shocked and furious, seeing that the situation was becoming increasingly difficult to reverse and was bound to cause chaos.

"Senior Brother Hou, as previously arranged, the Profound Sound Gate stirred up trouble in the Fei Household camp, killed a Golden Core cultivator, and then opened the Second Gate of Life to let them in."

"Senior Brother Hou, the Star Palace Sect risked their lives to come to our aid, but they were intercepted by that Kang Dabao and his men. They couldn't save us in time."

"Senior Brother Hou, that pretty boy over there is quite skilled. The Hall Master's internal organs have all been tainted by the Sword Qi, and he is fortunate to be unharmed, but he needs a top-grade elixir to save his life. What's your opinion?"

"Senior Brother Hou, You Longzi and his group truly disregarded the safety of the sect? Has Uncle Cloud Trust sent any word?! Has he sent any warrants?! Are they all to be taken to Heavenly Punishment Peak for punishment?!"

Hou Jin was annoyed by the noise, his features contorted. After a long while, he scanned the room with a stern face, and only after it quieted down did he speak:

"My master has already replied, saying that the Jiuzhen Immortals invited by Kuang Zefu are quite skilled, and the situation in the Mountain North Circuit is still unclear, so it may be better to return after some time."

"What should we do?"

"Yes, why don't we try to persuade Senior Brother You again?!"

As soon as Hou Jin finished speaking, the hall erupted in noise again, making Hou Jingshang's face even more ashen, and he became even more resentful of Fei Tianqin, who had caused Wu Yin's death in battle.

"Lacking prestige, yet unable to get things done."

Hou Jin sighed inwardly, his eyes sharpening. He was about to speak seriously again when he suddenly heard a loud bang from outside the formation, which startled him.

"Where did the sound come from?!" Before his question even finished, a quick probe with his Divine Sense revealed the source of the change!

"Third Tier Formation-Breaking Pearl?!"

Hou Jin gasped, sighing that the Ying Prefecture Fei Household was indeed extravagant, managing to count dozens of these Third Tier Formation-Breaking Pearl.

However, his sigh was useless; he could only watch as one part of the secondary formation broke, allowing the Fei Household to gather these worthless cultivators and charge even closer.

Hou Jin's fingertips gripped the half-person-high spirit jade pillar beside the array's core tightly. The jade patterns beneath his fingertips were icy cold, yet the sweat on his palms dripped down like broken beads, meandering along the jade pillar's patterns and accumulating into a small wet patch on the base.

The spiritual lamps in the Ancestral Hall flickered on and off. Under the dim yellow light, the faces of the cultivators in the hall were all tense, as if an invisible hand was gripping their hearts.

The gap in the western auxiliary formation was still hissing and emitting cold air. The roars of the allied cultivators poured in through the gap, mixed with the booming of the spirit cannons. Every sound made people's hearts tremble.

"Senior Brother Hou! The Fei Household is attacking too fiercely!!" The white-haired cultivator in charge of controlling the array patterns on the west side was kneeling next to the Joyful Sight Mountain map, his whole body trembling slightly.

"What's the panic?!" Hou Jin straightened his face and shouted, "That old bird hasn't even reached the Nascent Soul yet. Even if the secondary formation is broken, the main formation is not something that Third Tier Formation-Breaking Pearl can shake in the slightest!"

"Each of you must do your duty. If Master sees you in this wretched state, even if you wipe out all the rebellious traitors outside, you will still be punished."

The Golden Core cultivators in the hall had all cultivated diligently for hundreds of years to reach this point, and those who were as alarmed as that white-haired cultivator were always in the minority.

After hearing Hou Jin's speech, everyone returned to their positions to take charge.

Only when he was surrounded by his fellow disciples did Hou Jin's expression change.

Hou Jin suppressed the bitterness in his heart, his voice a few decibels deeper than usual. "Is there still no movement from You Longzi's side? Is he just going to watch the sect get surrounded?!"

No sooner had he spoken than a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the hall, as if someone were rushing over in a panic.

Immediately afterwards, a disciple covered in blood burst open the door of the ancestral hall, with half a broken arrow still stuck in his chest, the fletching stained with black blood.

"Master Uncle! Something's wrong!" The disciple collapsed at Hou Jin's feet, his breath so weak he was almost about to die. "At the western array eye... there's... there's a fluctuation of our sect's spiritual energy! It's like... it's like the 'Formation Hub Jade Plaque' bestowed by Master Uncle Tiger Spring!"

"What?!"

Hou Jin staggered, leaving several clear finger marks on the spirit jade pillar at his fingertips.

He released his Divine Sense almost reflexively, surging towards the west like a tide.

Sure enough, within the chaotic spiritual mist blasted by the spiritual cannon, a familiar shimmering white light was emanating.

The spiritual light was warm and mellow, carrying the unique Wood Element spiritual energy of True Person Tiger Spring. It was the mark he had seen when he went to Tiger Spring's cave abode with Wu Yin. It was engraved on the "Formation Hub Jade Plaque". No one but True Person Tiger Spring's personal disciples could activate it.

"It was from the You Longzi! And when did my master bestow upon him the 'Formation Hub Jade Plaque'?!" Hou Jin's Qi and Blood rushed to his head, and his vision went almost completely black.

He knew all too well the function of the Formation Hub Jade Plaque. There were three Jade Tablets of the Formation Hub Jade Plaque of the Joyful Sight Mountain Protective Array, one main and two auxiliary. The main tablet was always enshrined in the Ancestral Hall of Joyful Sight Mountain, while the two auxiliary tablets were kept by the two True Person.

Now, with the You Longzi activating the secondary formation, the power of this Fourth Tier grand formation was reduced by 50% in just a few moments!

"He wasn't asking about the whereabouts of Tiger Spring from You Longzi! This is clearly colluding with outsiders to destroy the foundation of my Joyful Sight Mountain!"

"You beast!" Hou Jin kicked over the lamp beside him, sending sparks flying all over the room.

He was filled with rage, but he remained calm. He simply released a wisp of spiritual light and placed it on the plaque of the Ancestral Hall. The ancient plaque immediately shone brightly, and the entire Joyful Sight Mountain formation trembled violently.

Meanwhile, Yunfu Zhenren, who was peacefully cultivating in the northern mountain region, suddenly broke out of his hand seals, and a gust of wind shot out from it, which was difficult to retract. However, it unintentionally injured a fake alchemist outside the tent.

The shock shattered his internal organs, and blood and foam welled up in his mouth. He didn't know if he could be saved.

"Not good!" In just a few breaths, True Person Cloud Trust's expression changed several times.

He didn't care that it was still the moment of battle, so he just took out a talisman, quickly made a few strokes, and kept walking. Only when he was about to leave the tent did he casually toss it into Bai Canhong's tent.

Just as the great formation was about to tremble, a large number of cultivators, who had been blinded by the promises of Fei Tianqin, rushed in. They were immediately struck by the violent and angry Spiritual Qi and vanished in an instant, leaving not even a speck of dust.

"Ancestor?" Kang Dabao feigned surprise before asking doubtfully, but Fei Tianqin showed no hesitation. "Don't worry, it was precisely because we wanted them to break through first that we needed to!"

As soon as Fei Tianqin finished speaking, Fei Nanying urged his men to move the great banner. The cultivators from various sects, who were already prepared, followed suit, and their main target was the Second Life Gate, which had previously sheltered the Profound Sound Gate at Joyful Sight Mountain.

The scale of this attack was unprecedented, confirming that the allied forces assembled by the Fei Household were no longer holding back.

Upon witnessing this scene, Hou Jingshang 'Hou Jin flashed with fierce rage as he roared and questioned those around him, "Where are the people from the Profound Sound Gate?!"

A fast-moving Golden Core went outside to inquire, but returned with a bitter expression. "You Long... Senior Brother You sent men to capture Junior Master Li, who was guarding the Profound Sound Gate. Now the Profound Sound Gate has been brought under their control."

"Where are the guards watching over You Longzi?!"

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Silence fell upon them. With the two True Person absent, where on Joyful Sight Mountain could they find anyone to keep an eye on him?!

Hou Jin Jingshang was immediately enraged. If he had known this would happen, he would have been better off strongly advising his You Longzi, this source of trouble, take him with him when he was on his way to Mountain North Circuit!

"It's a pity that my senior brother Wu Yin isn't here!!"

Fei Tianqin, that old fox, has killed another key figure, causing the once secure Like a Mountain Joyful Sight Mountain to split in two, and its millennia-old foundation to show signs of collapse.

"You Longzi is deliberately trying to destroy my Joyful Sight Mountain!! Very well, he used to boast that he was invincible among his fellow disciples, today I will go and see for myself just how capable this ungrateful and disobedient person really is!!"

"Stop!!"

Just as the purple-booted cultivator beside him was about to erupt in fury, Hou Jin, another cultivator, sternly stopped him. Before the latter could say anything more, another Golden Core chimed in, offering words of advice:

"Junior brother, don't be anxious!" A golden Golden Core in a yellow robe hurriedly pulled at the sleeve of the purple boot, his face full of anxiety. "Once the secondary formation is broken, the life gate will be exposed. Is the main formation even 50% as stable as before?"

At this You Longzi, if we were to turn against each other, wouldn't we truly be handing over our ancestral legacy to outsiders?! Perhaps it's just a misunderstanding with Senior Brother You? After all, he's Tiger Spring's disciple; how could he truly betray the sect?"

"Misunderstanding?!" The man in purple boots flung away the hand of the man in yellow robes with the Golden Core, his eyes filled with malice. "They've already activated the Formation Hub Jade Plaque, how can it be a misunderstanding? He's been blinded by greed, instigated by outsiders to destroy the sect! Master treats Uncle-Master like a brother and father, would he really harm Uncle-Master?!"

Despite saying that, when Hou Jin's gaze sharpened and fell on him, the purple-booted Shangxiu still stopped in his tracks.

Hou Jin felt nervous looking at his fellow disciples in the hall, and the shouts of battle outside seemed to pour into his ears as if they were free.

However, Hou Jin was still clear that he couldn't panic at this moment, otherwise Joyful Sight Mountain, which his master had entrusted to him, would really be in danger of collapsing.

"That's enough!" Hou Jin took a deep breath, gripped the spirit jade pillar again, and blood-red spiritual power surged rapidly into the three major acupoints in his palm: Laogong, Privy Treasury, and Yuji.

The spiritual light on the plaque, which had been slightly dimmed, now shone even brighter, and the fluorescence on the main tablet of the array was even more dazzling.

Seeing this, all the cultivators present showed pity. The purple-booted cultivator, whose hair and beard had been bristling, now had most of his anger subside and said softly:

"Senior Brother Hou"

"Junior Brother Jiao, stop talking nonsense and go find You Longzi. I want to ask him face to face if he really intends to destroy this ancestral legacy!"

Upon hearing this, Zi Xueshang was taken aback, but in the end, he sighed and ran out.

The man in the yellow robe took out a handful of elixirs, prepared them, and fed them to Hou Jin. This dignified Golden Core cultivator, at this moment, even wore a mournful expression. "How did our once-prosperous sect and our once-prosperous fellow disciples end up like this?"

Hou Jin did not respond to him, but stared intently at the jade pillar in his hand, his eyes seeming to grow even more fierce. His knuckles, which were gripping the spirit jade pillar, turned deathly white, and the spiritual power in his palm flowed like a rushing stream, pouring into the plaque along the jade's patterns.

It had only been the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, yet even his Golden Core showed signs of disintegration.

Even so, the tremors of the main formation did not stop, but instead became more and more violent. The shimmering white light coming from the second gate of life pierced his heart like a needle.

"You Longzi has such a hard heart."

He glanced around the hall out of the corner of his eye. The elixir handed to him by the man in the yellow robe was still warm in his palm, but he had no intention of swallowing it. He only hoped that Junior Brother Jiao could bring the person over quickly, even if it was just a little while, so that he could catch his breath.

The cultivator surnamed Jiao rushed out of the Ancestral Hall, his purple boots splashing water incessantly, the water droplets clinging to his trouser legs but instantly evaporating in the spiritual mist.

Just after turning past the stele forest dedicated to past patriarchs, I saw a group of people gathered around.

Standing in the very center You Longzi, the spiritual light of the Formation Hub Jade Plaque in his hand reflecting on his resolute face. Behind him were the Golden Core cultivators from the lineage of True Person Tiger Spring, along with the Profound Sound Gate cultivators who had just been taken in.

Upon seeing the cultivator surnamed Jiao arrive on the wind, You Longzi's reaction was merely indifferent; he simply said with his hands behind his back, "Well, Senior Brother Hou Jin has finally agreed to tell me the whereabouts of my master True Person Tiger Spring?!"

The former flew into a rage and, without a second thought, immediately shouted, "You Longzi, you scoundrel, you're completely unaware that you've been tricked by outsiders! Why have you repeatedly tried to frame Senior Brother Hou Jin?!"

Do you even know how many fellow disciples and followers have perished today because of your treacherous ways?! Do you truly have any respect for our ancestors?! Do you really intend to condemn Joyful Sight Mountain to eternal damnation?!

You Longzi glanced at him but didn't respond. He only let out a cold laugh before saying, "Fine, I have nothing to say to a fool like you. Is Hou Jin waiting for me in the Ancestral Hall?!"

After his anger subsided, the cultivator surnamed Jiao immediately regretted it. Seeing that the faces of the Golden Core cultivators behind the You Longzi were all unfriendly, he temporarily suppressed his anger, gave the group a fierce glare, and then led the way.

You Longzi was extremely cautious and not in a hurry. All the men behind him followed him to the outside of the Ancestral Hall of Joyful Sight Mountain.

He had just stopped walking when the man in the yellow robe pushed open the door and came out, his expression complex and indescribable. "Senior Brother Hou, Senior Brother Hou invites you to come in for a chat."

Without hesitation, You Longzi strode into the hall and closed the spiritual barrier behind the main door.

Not long after, Hou Jin had aged so much that even You Longzi could hardly recognize him.

The latter, who had been furious, now felt a pang of pity, though he wouldn't show it. When he asked, his eyes remained expressionless. "Where is my master True Person Tiger Spring?!"

"Junior Brother, why must you do this?!" Hou Jin's sorrowful expression seemed genuine, and his voice grew increasingly strained. "Cough cough. Listen to this, outside are the cries of my Joyful Sight Mountain disciples dying!!"

You Longzi Hou Jin's attempts at appeasement, Long Zixian remained resolute.

"I resent my current predicament. I blame Uncle Cloud Trust for colluding with outsiders to murder the sect leader; I resent Senior Brother Hou for aiding and abetting evil without realizing it; I resent the Office of the Duke of Qin for its extreme cruelty. But I alone cannot be blamed. I only want to find my master and my sect leader!"

"Junior Brother, the Wei Dynasty is on the verge of collapse. Our senior master is about to embark on a desperate journey, while the path our master has found is the true road to prosperity!" Hou Jin suddenly shouted, startling You Longzi into frowning.

But after that sound, he seemed to lose some strength, and his voice became low.

"Junior brother, your talent is exceptional. Having achieved a mid-grade elixir, even if Master were to take the helm of the sect in the future, you would undoubtedly be the next Nascent Soul Formation cultivator. How could we possibly compete with you?"

But if the temple gates are destroyed, what will you gain?! Your future is bright and promising; what happened today was nothing more than being deceived by treacherous people.

If you realize your mistake now, it's not too late! You should lead your fellow disciples into battle to defend against the enemy. Once Master returns, I, your elder brother, will definitely help you.

At that time, Joyful Sight Mountain will be just like before, where we can spend our days playing chess, meditating, and discussing philosophy around the fire, still enjoying brotherly love and carefree life like immortals!

With the assistance of my fellow disciples, you will ascend to the position of sect leader after our master's passing. The Ancient Mystic First Circuit will then be governed by your words, allowing you to forge a new path and prove yourself True Lord. How could this not be wonderful?!

Hou Jin's words were highly seductive, but little did he know that upon hearing them, You Longzi became enraged. "You treacherous villains! It was you and your disciple who conspired to kill my master! Tell me quickly, where is my master!"

The latter chuckled and muttered to himself, "You're truly hopeless with your blockhead. I'm advising you to give up, that's true, but when I talk about your future, am I lying?! Even if I told you where my master is, could you possibly find him?!"

After speaking, Hou Jin's face showed even more dejection. He gripped the jade pillar tightly and muttered, "You have a master, and I have a master too. Today you may be able to take Hou Jin's Hou Jin, but you won't be able to get a single word out of him."

Although his tone was low, his few words conveyed a resolute determination, causing You Longzi's expression to shift between anger and uncertainty for a moment, before finally relaxing his clenched fist.

You Longzi turned his back and slowly walked out of the Ancestral Hall, leaving only the words: "Then after the formation is broken, I will personally take you to the Mountain North Circuit to present you to the Kuang Household, so that the Nascent Soul can inquire about my master's whereabouts!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the gate's protective barrier swung open, and as the first ray of light seeped into the hall, it clearly illuminated the sorrow that simultaneously arose on the faces of the two people inside and outside the hall.

----Ten days later

Ten days passed amidst the roar of spirit cannons and the cries of cultivators, and the world outside the Fourth Tier grand formation of Joyful Sight Mountain had long since lost its original character.

The once ethereal spiritual mist has been stained a dark gray-red, like congealed blood clots stuck to the mountain gate. When the wind blows, tiny fragments of spiritual light fall and land on the broken bodies scattered on the ground.

The corpses of the Fei Household's allied forces and the cultivators from Joyful Sight Mountain were intertwined, rotting so badly that they were indistinguishable.

On the high platform, Fei Tianqin, his golden feathers now covered in dust, thought to himself, "Perhaps I'm just one breath away from succeeding." He turned to the Sect Leader Kang Da beside him and asked, "Is there any trouble in Cloud Horn Prefecture?!"

The latter showed some gratitude and respectfully replied, "Recently, Clan Elder Dongwen Esteemed Jade Hall of the Dongwen Sect led a force to garrison Xuanwei City. Pu Honggu was still seriously injured and the Two Instruments Sect had not yet recovered its strength, so they were no match for them and their arrogance was completely extinguished. Now they have halted their troops in Jingnan and are only going to the Mountain North to seek reinforcements."

"Hmm, Dongwen is always reliable. Pu Honggu is no match for them unless they open another barrier. But Fengwen Demon Lieutenant's Demon Beast are finite; most of them are deployed to fight on the Mountain North Circuit. Some should be left at home to guard the area. Li Mountain Lineage fights amongst themselves, it's no less bloody than fighting against Demon Race and cultivators." Fei Tianqin sighed, perhaps lamenting the current situation.

"You Longzi has already obeyed my order and halted his troops, Hou Jin and his gang of villains to be unable to hold out for long. I have also sent several letters, and I think that before long, You Longzi will no longer care about the reputation of fighting among his own people."

"Yes, if the You Longzi is willing to wholeheartedly turn against us, this fortified formation will naturally collapse without a fight!" Fei Donggu was quite excited. Currently, the cultivators of Joyful Sight Mountain are beset by internal and external troubles, and their morale has been greatly damaged. They can only cower in their formation.

Fei Nanying timely poured cold water on the situation. "According to news from Mountain North, even during the Duke's fierce attack and the chaotic battles among several True Person, True Person Cloud Trust did not appear. He must have come to the rescue."

Upon hearing this, Fei Tianqin resorted to his tired, overused excuse:

"True Person Cloud Trust's journey may not be so smooth, and even if True Person came from the Mountain North Circuit, it would still take him half a month. If this formation is broken quickly enough, even if True Person Cloud Trust came, he alone would find it difficult to withstand my ten-thousand-strong army formation with the support of a remnant formation. At most, he would only lose a few more Rogue Cultivator and small families."

But if the breakthrough is too slow, you boys will have to lead the rest of the family to run faster. I, your ancestor, can't hold off a proper Nascent Soul for long... At the very least, you must ensure your own lives are saved."

His words silenced the assembled repairmen once more; the Ying Prefecture Fei Household had taken a very big gamble this time.

If things fail, then all the bottles and jars, the young men and their followers that have been brought from Ying Prefecture over the past hundred years will likely perish at the foot of Joyful Sight Mountain.

Even if everything develops exactly as Fei Tianqin predicted, those trapped in Joyful Sight Mountain might not be able to wait for reinforcements from Mountain North Circuit.

Upon reading this, Sect Leader Kang Da remained worried and advised from the side, "Since that's the case, Ancestor, today I will lead the disciples to put in even more effort."

"Hmm, Ying Mountain Army has rested for half a day and is all moving around. I'll go and deliver a message to You Longzi again, but I don't know where he learned this pedantic manner from!"

Even if he doesn't turn his weapon on his fellow disciples, does that mean Cloud Trust will let him off the hook after he returns? He's truly obsessed!

Fei Tianqin shook his head for a while, but then Sect Leader Kang Da chimed in, "Perhaps he's afraid that if True Person Tiger Spring finds out in the future, he'll blame us."

The old bird shook his head again upon hearing this. "I do say that after breaking the formation, we can ask the True Person, but that's not necessarily true. After all, the methods of Nascent Soul True Person are beyond our comprehension. Don't be fooled by the fact that True Person Tiger Spring's soul lamp is still burning; he might have already been harmed by Cloud Trust beforehand. How would outsiders know?!"

After hearing this, the cultivators stopped talking and Kang Dabao returned to camp to muster his troops.

Currently, besides the cultivators under the jurisdiction of the Chongming Sect, there is Buse the public office troops led by Sect Leader Kang Da.

The troops led by Buse were considered elite, so Kang Dabao did not refuse. At this time, it was a good thing that multiple troops came to support him.

However, what struck him as odd was that the longer he spent with Buse, the stronger the unfathomable aura emanating from the latter became.

He couldn't quite put his finger on the feeling, only Buse sensing a hint of dread hidden beneath Bu Se's amiable smile, making him feel unapproachable.

It seems that Buse has also noticed this recently, and the two of them have been tacitly avoiding each other.

However, with a major battle imminent, the two had to conduct their business strictly and travel together.

The horn sounded again, piercing through the clouds and splitting the mist, causing fragments of spirit to fall from the broken bodies on the battlefield.

Kang Dabao turned around, halberd in hand. The bloodstains on his cloak gleamed darkly in the sunlight. He glanced at his disciples and allied soldiers behind him, only feeling at ease after verifying their identities.

Buse Master Buse stood on the right, his monk's robes stained with blood, but they were neatly arranged.

The Golden Light vajra was held horizontally in front of him, its Buddhist light receding yet remaining condensed.

The monk behind him was also methodical, quickly checking his Law Artifact. Talismans were neatly fastened to his waist, spirit arrows were nocked on his bow, and spiritual energy was concentrated at his fingertips, all awaiting a command.

The wind, carrying the stench of blood, swept past. The auras of the allied forces and the cultivators from Joyful Sight Mountain within the formation faced off from afar, like two steel blades poised to strike, waiting only for the word "attack" to fall before shattering them to pieces.

"This will be the final battle!"