Chapter 152 : Hundred-Thousand-Mile Lightning Assault (Time & Distance)

Chapter 152 The wind howled as thunderclouds coalesced into a swirling vortex above the mountain peaks. Lin Chen's robes fluttered violently, his fingers tracing ancient sigils in the air. "The 100-1000-Mile Lightning Assault demands absolute precision," he murmured, his voice barely audible above the gathering storm. Azure sparks danced around his fingertips, coalescing into the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure). The blade hummed with primordial energy, its edge sharper than destiny itself. "Now!" he shouted. A bolt of pure lightning descended from the heavens, striking the sword's tip. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the atmosphere, distorting space itself. In that singular moment, Lin Chen became 1 with the thunder - his form dissolving into 32,000 crackling arcs of energy. The world blurred into streaks of silver and blue. Mountain ranges passed beneath him like fleeting shadows, rivers appearing as mere threads of quicksilver. This was no ordinary movement technique; this was rewriting the very fabric of distance. His spiritual sense detected 3 figures materializing in his path - Eldrin (Person Name) and his disciples, their auras dark with malicious intent. "You cannot escape the Blood Moon Sect's vengeance!" Eldrin's voice echoed through the storm. Lin Chen didn't slow. Channeling 90-9 layers of his 9 Revolutions Divine Art (Cultivation Technique), he became pure lightning incarnate. The air screamed as he tore through their formation, leaving their defensive artifacts shattered into 1,240 glowing fragments. The aftermath left the landscape transformed. A charred trench stretched across what had been lush valleys, the very earth still crackling with residual energy. Miles away, Lin Chen rematerialized, his spiritual energy depleted but his resolve unshaken. The 100-1000-Mile Lightning Assault had consumed over 50,000 spirit stones, yet the price felt insignificant compared to what he'd gained. He glanced back toward the horizon where his pursuers lay defeated. "Some distances cannot be measured in miles alone," he whispered to the wind, before continuing his journey toward the Celestial Dawn Sect.

Chapter 1 1 100 years had passed. Yun Chen opened his eyes, 2 beams of golden light shooting from his pupils like sharp swords. The spiritual energy around him surged violently, forming visible whirlpools that continuously poured into his body. "Finally, I've broken through to the ninth level of the 9 Revolutions Divine Art," he murmured softly, a trace of a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, his expression shifted. With a flick of his finger, a transmission talisman appeared in his palm. A familiar voice echoed in his mind: "Brother Yun, the secret realm of the Fallen God Abyss will open in 3 days. Are you going?" Yun Chen pondered for a moment, then transmitted his reply: "Of course. This opportunity only comes once every 1000 years. How could I miss it?" He stood up, his white robes fluttering despite the absence of wind. Countless sword energies swirled around him, emitting faint, resonant hums. With a wave of his hand, the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) appeared before him, its crimson blade pulsing with a fiery glow. "Let's go," he said calmly, stepping onto the sword. A red streak cut through the sky, disappearing beyond the horizon in the blink of an eye. Below, several outer sect disciples looked up in awe. "Senior Brother Yun's cultivation has grown even more profound," 1 of them whispered in admiration. "Indeed. Rumor has it he's only 30 years old, yet he's already reached the Golden Core stage. Truly a once-in-a-millennium genius!" The wind carried their voices far into the distance.

Chapter 152 The wind howled as thunderclouds coalesced into a swirling vortex above the mountain peaks. Lin Chen's robes fluttered violently, his fingers tracing ancient sigils in the air. "The 100-1000-Mile Lightning Assault demands absolute precision," he murmured, his voice barely audible over the gathering storm. 3 elders materialized beside him, their auras radiating immense pressure. "The spatial coordinates are set," declared Elder Ming, adjusting the Silver Moon Compass (Magic Treasure). "We must reach the Northern Frost Palace before the blood moon rises." Lin Chen nodded, channeling 120,000 spirit stones into the formation. Arcane patterns glowed crimson beneath their feet as lightning snakes danced across the sky. "Now!" he shouted. Space tore open like parchment, revealing a tunnel of crackling electricity. They shot forward at unimaginable speed, mountains and rivers blurring into streaks of color. The journey of 100,000 miles became a kaleidoscope of distorted landscapes and temporal echoes. "Brace for temporal turbulence!" warned Elder Wu, activating his Jade Barrier Talisman (Magic Treasure). The void shuddered, temporal fragments slicing toward them like crystalline daggers. Lin Chen's eyes flashed with purple light as he summoned the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure). "Break!" he commanded, the blade carving a path through the temporal storm. For 3 breaths that felt like eternity, reality itself seemed to unravel around them. Then—silence. They emerged above a glacier stretching to the horizon, the Northern Frost Palace's crystalline spires glittering in the twilight. A blood moon began its ascent. "20-9 minutes," Elder Ming announced, checking the Star-Chart Hourglass (Magic Treasure). "We've shattered all previous records." Lin Chen allowed himself a faint smile. The 100-1000-Mile Lightning Assault had succeeded. Now, the real battle would begin.

"If we can significantly weaken the demonic beasts' combat strength, perhaps we may even find an opportunity to counterattack the Celestial Python Lake in the future."

Hearing this, the others also revealed faint smiles. While the demon race coveted human flesh and blood, humanity also yearned for the spirit veins of the demon race.

For instance, within the Celestial Python Lake (Location), there flows a fourth-order Ren Water Earth Vein, nurturing the ultimate treasure known as the Water Spirit Pearl—the very essence of heaven and earth's aqueous cycles, an exceedingly rare and precious artifact.

The 'Water Spirit Pearl' was of immense value, capable of assisting a Water Spirit Root Foundation Establishment cultivator in breaking through to the Golden Core realm. Its efficacy was nearly on par with the 5 Elements Spirit Fruit (Spiritual Object).

Lyra sought to complete the 5 Elements Spiritual Root, with only the Water Spiritual Root remaining incomplete. The 'Water Spirit Pearl' was the crucial catalyst to perfect this final spiritual root.

Moments later, the group finalized their ultimate battle strategy after thorough deliberation.

Since we still had to battle the demon tribe, it was decided we must strike the Celestial Python Demon King (Demon Beast) with utter surprise.

After taking a moment to recuperate, they planned to mobilize several Zifu Realm experts and the 7 Stars Demon-Slaying Ark to transport 50 Foundation Establishment cultivators to the outskirts of Celestial Ruins Mountain for battle—all before the Celestial Python Demon King could receive word of their movements.

Fengyang Trading Post (Location) was approximately 1 100 50 1000 li from Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location). Traveling this distance by spirit vessel would require slightly over 7 to 8 days.

Thus, it was agreed that in 10 days, Lyra (Person Name) would personally venture forth to confront the Celestial Python Demon King (Demon Beast).

When the time comes, we will concentrate our forces and launch a surprise attack while the demon beasts are caught off guard. First, we will slay 1 or 2 Zifu-level demon beasts to weaken their strength, and then we will engage in a full-scale battle with the demon tribe.

“……”

After finalizing their plan, the group rested overnight, restoring most of their vital energy, then began their journey toward Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location).

Due to the urgency of the situation, the Third-Rank Treasure Ship (Magic Treasure) could only barely accommodate 30-some people. Thus, the several Zifu Elders had no choice but to each wield their swords and carry a few Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Even Eldrin, who possessed a third-level Lifebound Immortal Sword, had brought along 3 Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) could traverse 30,000 li in a single day. Even when carrying 3 additional passengers, its speed remained scarcely inferior to that of the 7 Stars Demon-Slaying Boat.

In the blink of an eye, 7 days had swiftly passed. As dusk fell on the seventh day, the group finally arrived within the mountain ranges of Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location).

The group flew until they were 3,000 li away from the main peak of Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location), then descended upon a desolate mountain.

Patriarch Yang glanced at the map and breathed a slight sigh of relief. "We've arrived fairly early. There are still 2 days until the appointed time."

This map was also a war chart, not only depicting the terrain surrounding the Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location) range, but also marking the distribution of the demon race's main forces.

Patriarch Yang motioned for Eldrin and several other Purple Mansion-level combatants to gather aside, then began analyzing the current situation while pointing at the map.

At present, Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location) was besieged by the demon race. Over a 100 1000 demon beasts had occupied dozens of surrounding spirit veins as logistical support, encircling the main peak of Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location).

"Look, the western flank is guarded by the Azure Flame Fox clan. There are 2 of them—the strongest has reached the Purple Palace, Mid Stage (Cultivation Realm), while the weaker 1 is merely at the first level of the Purple Palace."

To the east was the lineage of the 6-Winged Golden Butterfly, also represented by 2 Purple Palace beasts. Their cultivation levels were likewise at Purple Palace, Mid Stage (Cultivation Realm) and Purple Palace, Early Stage (Cultivation Realm).

"To the south, closest to us, lies the territory guarded by the Golden-Horned Savage Bull tribe. This direction, however, hosts 3 Purple Palace realm demon beasts—1 at the Mid Stage and 2 at the Early Stage of the Purple Palace (Cultivation Realm)."

"As for the northern front, the Celestial Python Demon King (Demon Beast) presided in person, with no Purple Mansion demon beasts in attendance."

"So besides the Celestial Python Demon King (Demon Beast), there are 7 Purple Mansion demon beasts in total." Eldrin (Person Name) studied the map, pondering for a moment before asking, "Any news about the Purple Blood Heavenly Python?"

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expressions turned grave. The Purple-Blooded Heavenly Python was a descendant of the Celestial Python Demon King (Demon Beast), with a cultivation base at the 9th level of the Zi Mansion. Its combat prowess surpassed even that of the Purple-Spotted Wolf King (Demon Beast) by 30 percent, making it the Celestial Python Demon King (Demon Beast)’s most formidable right-hand ally.

If it were present, it would likely be the greatest variable.

"When the Celestial Python Demon King (Demon Beast) sets forth, the Purpleblood Celestial Python will remain to guard Celestial Python Lake (Location)." Patriarch Yang shook his head with a faint smile. "This has been the convention all these years—the Purpleblood Celestial Python would never abandon Celestial Python Lake (Location)."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a slight sigh of relief. Xavier smiled faintly and said, "Then we shall proceed as originally planned. In 3 days, we attack the Golden-Horned Savage Ox."

Eldrin also nodded with a faint smile. According to the group's plan, in 3 days Lyra would take the initiative to seek out the Celestial Python Demon King for a sword duel.

Meanwhile, they seized the opportunity to launch a surprise attack on the Golden-Horned Savage Bull. Even Elara within the Celestial Ruins Mountain would join the fray, collaborating with them to strike the beast from both sides.

If this battle succeeds, it will surely turn the tide at 1 stroke and inflict heavy losses upon the demonic forces.

After concluding their discussion, the group began circulating their internal true essence to restore their cultivation. In these desolate mountains where spiritual energy was sparse, they had no choice but to rely on spirit stones to replenish their power—a rather inefficient method, all things considered.

In the blink of an eye, the next day arrived. After the group had fully restored their peak condition, Patriarch Yang summoned a third-tier magical treasure to conceal their presence, stealthily advancing toward the garrison of the Golden-Horned Savage Bull tribe.

That third-tier magical treasure was named the Cloudveil Shroud. This artifact was forged from the essence of the highest heavens' radiant clouds. Though merely a lower-grade third-tier treasure, it could conceal the tracks of the entire group.

With this treasure concealing his presence, even a Purple Palace, Early Stage demon beast would likely fail to detect any trace unless it conducted a thorough investigation.

"Up ahead lies the Verdant Ox Mountain."

The group journeyed onward, arriving in just half a day at the spiritual mountain where the Golden-Horned Savage Bull resided.

Green Bull Mountain was a spiritual peak under the jurisdiction of Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location), long leased to rogue cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage residing near Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location). When the beast tide descended, these Foundation Establishment cultivators naturally dismantled the protective formations here and sought refuge within Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location).

After the cultivator departed, the spiritual mountain he left behind was temporarily occupied by the Golden-Horned Barbarian Bull Tribe.

"Let's not rush into action. We'll conceal our auras and wait until Old Ancestor Jiang makes the first move."

Upon arriving at Verdant Bull Mountain, the group did not rush to act, merely awaiting further news.

After waiting for roughly 2 hours, a resonant sword cry suddenly erupted from the direction of Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location). The crowd only saw a dazzling sword radiance soaring into the heavens several 100 miles away, heading straight toward the northern skies.

"Let's begin."

Seeing that Lyra had already made her move, she was the first to soar out, charging straight toward the Azure Ox Mountain.

A group of people followed closely behind, their faces etched with tension. Elder Xavier (Person Name) wore a grave expression as he cautioned the crowd,

"The 6-Winged Golden Butterfly and the Cyan Sun Fox are merely a few 100 miles away from us. At the speed of a Purple Mansion demonic beast, they could reinforce this place within half an incense stick's time. Therefore, we must resolve this battle swiftly."

"Understood."

Eldrin soared into the heavens, sweeping the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss across the firmament. It pierced through 2 Foundation Establishment demonic beasts in succession.

Once again, 50 Foundation Establishment cultivators, supplemented by 6 Violet Palace-level combatants, launched a surprise assault. The Golden-Horned Savage Bull tribe was caught completely off guard. Within barely a dozen or so breaths, over 30 of their Foundation Establishment demon beasts had been slain.

"Moo—"

Several thunderous bellows echoed as 3 Violet Mansion beasts from the Golden-Horned Savage Bull tribe charged forth.

(End of Chapter)