[END] Will Eternal

Chapter 294: To the Front Lines

A Will Eternal – Chapter 294

Chapter 294: To the Front Lines

The war had reached its peak in the Heavencraft Continent. Of the 29 profound temple headquarters, the sect flow, 28 were already captured!

The last temple was in a place that was once the border of the Pill Stream Sect region. There stood, tall and strong, the last point of resistance.

It was located right in the middle of a vast mountain range that was even more majestic than the Luochen Mountains.

The mountain range was split in two, almost like a sky-high giant itself had split it into two pieces with an axe punch. Within the resulting gap, the last generation of the patriarch of the Stream Sect had paid an enormous price to establish a large city!

The city was the last remaining temple headquarters of the Profound Stream Sect, and it was large enough to accommodate millions of people. It was also protected by a large number of spell formations. Almost all the surviving cultivators of the Profound Flow Sect were hiding in the city, which everyone knew would be the location of the final battle.

The Bloodstream Sect Army and Spirit Stream Sect had been pushing the fight into the city for a month. They had attacked with overwhelming force, but this was the last standing of the Profound Stream Sect. Even with the remnants of the Pill Stream Sect attacking the city from the other side of the mountain range, it had yet to fall. The Profound Stream Sect endured to the bitter end, hoping that the Starry Sky Dao Sect Polarity would lose patience and intervene!

After all, the longer things dragged down in the Lower Reaches, the longer the Sky River Court had to prepare in Middle Reaches!

Because of this, the Spirit Ancestors and the Bloodstream Sect had originally intended to use the blitzkrieg strategy to end the war as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, their momentum stalled outside of this last great city.

Around the time that both sides were deadlocked, Bai Xiaochun completed his mission. The majority of the Profound Sect walkers had been rooted. In the process, Bai Xiaochun and his two hundred followers had packed their bags containing cultivation resources.

At this point, the entire group exuded an air of wealth, and made a spectacular scene wherever they went. Eventually, they found themselves on a vast plain that was the last stretch before reaching the front line itself.

Even from this distance, they could detect the fluctuations of the battle, and could hear the roar of magic released.

The wind carried the smell of blood, and across the plains in front of them scattered many corpses and blood spots.

Bai Xiaochun stood on the edge of the plains, vigilantly studying the scenery spread out in front of him. There were no subversive cultivators clans here, and in fact, there were even blood stream cultivators Sect troops moving here and there. However, Bai Xiaochun had developed a sensitivity to danger, and could tell that by crossing this plain and heading to the frontlines, there would definitely be danger.

The feeling of danger weighed heavily on him, especially when he saw the distortion in the air in the distance, evidence of the fierce battle that was going on. He could not help but think about his past experiences with the Luochen Clan, in the Fallen Sword Gorge, and in the trial with fire for the blood master.

Bai Xiaochun was not the only one on guard. The other cultivators around him felt the same way, especially Beihan Lie, Master God-Diviner, and Jia Lie. The three of them had been to the frontlines before, and knew that fighting with the Profound Stream Sect was an extremely dangerous affair. If one is not careful, one can die.

After all, this was a war where the entire sect faced the threat of annihilation. In battle, no part was given, and one side or the other would end up dead.

Currently, Bai Xiaochun had two choices. He could return to the conquered territory, or proceed to the frontlines to fight with the cultivators of the Profound Stream Sect.

"What should we do now?" he asked loudly. As far as he was concerned, taking risks was not the best thing to do. If he was not careful, he could lose his poor life. Clearing his throat, he continued, "If we go back …."

Before he could finish speaking, his heart skipped a beat as a powerful murderous aura emerged from the surrounding cultivators. Obviously, they were itching to fight.

Bai Xiaochun blinked a few times as everyone turned to look at him with strange expressions on their faces, as if they could not believe what he had just said. "If we return to the conquered territory …."

Beihan Lie frowned. Master God-Diviner and Jia Lie's jaw dropped.

Bai Xiaochun's heart skipped a beat again, and regret began to appear within him. However, he clung a proud smile to his face and moved his cultivation base, causing his energy to soar. Looking more steel-veined than before, he swung his sleeves dramatically and said, "If we go back to conquered territory, how can we live with ourselves? We are cultivators, aren't we? What are we afraid of, dying? Let's go to the frontlines and fight the Profound Stream Sect to the death! "

Then he laughed bravely. The murderous aura from the surrounding cultivators erupted.

"From today on, we will be waving our banners on the battlefield!" Laughing out loud, he stepped onto the plains.

Beihan Lie's heart trembled. Taking a deep breath, he also started laughing out loud as he followed Bai Xiaochun. Jia Lie and Master God-Diviner were not suspicious at all. Based on their experience, the Nightcrypt Blood Master was a ruthless and ruthless individual.

The other cultivators of the two sects also started laughing loudly, and soon, the entire group moved across the plains towards the frontlines.

They left for a few days, and Bai Xiaochun's anxiety peaked. It reached a point where even a little branch or blade of grass would cause its heart to jump in fear. One afternoon, a group of dozens of beams of light suddenly appeared in the distance.

It was a squad from the cultivators of the Profound Stream Sect, and as soon as they saw Bai Xiaochun, their expressions flickered. However, instead of retreating, their faces were filled with the desire to do battle. Roaring with anger and hatred, they closed it at high speed.

"People from the Spirit and Blood Flow Sect! Fight them to death !! ‘

"Die!!" Among the dozens of cultivators were eight at the Foundation Establishment stage. The whole group was clearly ready to fight.

Bai Xiaochun was startled, but before he could even open his mouth to say anything, over half of the cultivators surrounding him threw out a glowing orb. After reaching the cultivators of the Profound Flow Sect, the ball exploded.

The cultivators of the Profound Flow Sect all had different reactions. A few of them suddenly looked around with blank eyes. Some of them howled furiously at the top of their lungs. Some of them clutched their necks. Some of them clearly hallucinated, and began to twitch.

As they were thrown into chaos, the cultivators around Bai Xiaochun darted forward with flashing eyes and evil smiles. Boom sounded as the slaughter began.

The whole process takes place during the time it takes half an incense stick to burn. Bai Xiaochun watched his excited followers then clear the battlefield, sweeping the filled bags and sharing their contents with the rest of the team. Bai Xiaochun was suddenly jolted with the sensation that the group he led was as ferocious as a pack of wolves or tigers.

Bai Xiaochun took his share, and then declared, “Excellent. This is how we should be cultivators. This place is newly conquered territory! Let's clear everything here and make a name for ourselves in the Heavencraft Continent! ”

The expressions of the cultivators around him brightened, and within a moment, they speeded into the distance.

Half a month passed, during which time Bai Xiaochun and his team met the group of Profound Sect disciples on four or five occasions. Their numbers ranged from tens to hundreds.

At first, they looked ferocious, but after the glowing balls were released, their ranks scattered. Bai Xiaochun and his people succeeded in every encounter, and their killing aura grew stronger.

Now, Bai Xiaochun was not nervous at all. He spent most of his time filling the glowing balls. As they continued, the battle grew more intense. At one point, they met a group of nearly 300 cultivators of the Profound Stream Sect. Although the battle was fierce, Bai Xiaochun's side easily achieved victory.

The glowing orb was so effective that very few cultivators could escape its effects.

The news spread until the Spirit and Blood Stream Sect as a whole had heard, and even the strength of the Profound Stream Sect knew what was happening. However, due to the critical state of war, they were unable to pay much attention.

Bai Xiaochun felt very relaxed. Right now, he was lying comfortably on the huge blood sword, surrounded by the shouting cultivators.

"The Middle Peak blood master has unlimited magical power! Heaven-Dao Spirit Stream experts can shake the entire world! ”

At one point, a beam of light appeared in the distance. It was a young man holding a stack of paper talismans in his hand. He coughed up blood, and his face was pale. Obviously, he's in a bad situation. Every few seconds, he would throw one of the paper talismans to block the people who were chasing him. That paper talisman was the only reason he could keep a distance between him and his pursuers.

The heat on its tail was a group of about 200 enemy cultivators.

The one leading the large group was another young man with strong killing intent. He was only in the middle of Foundation Establishment, but his killing aura made him appear as strong as the late Foundation Establishment.

As soon as Bai Xiaochun saw it, his eyes widened. "Nine-Island!"

Then his eyes flickered when he realized that the cultivator being chased was none other than Xu Xiaoshan!

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