Chapter 1512
The White Feather Clan's Defeat and the Destruction of the Kunlun Holy Land
Chapter 1512 The White Feather Clan's Defeat and the Destruction of the Kunlun Holy Land
At this moment, Liu Changxu was already very familiar with the supreme divine power of the Spacetime Cage. He formed a hand seal, and the surrounding spacetime suddenly froze. Five invisible cages successively trapped the five White Feather Clan Mahayana experts within them.
The five powerful members of the White Feather Clan struggled desperately in the cage, their wings flapping and causing the void to tremble, but they could not break free from the terrifying power of spacetime. Their eyes were filled with despair and horror.
However, the magical power consumed by this supernatural power was terrifying. Liu Changxu's magical power fluctuated violently, and his face turned pale. The magical power in his body was just enough to support the confinement of these five cages.
"kill!"
With a low shout, the innate spiritual treasures suspended in mid-air were activated simultaneously. The Crimson Lotus Immortal Sword transformed into a crimson stream of light and passed through the cage, while the Heaven-Turning and Sea-Overturning Halberd swept across with the force of tearing through the sky... In just a few breaths, the five imprisoned White Feather Clan Mahayana cultivators perished under the repeated bombardment of these innate spiritual treasures, and even their primordial spirits could not escape.
On the other side, the other five Great Ascension cultivators of the White Feather Clan, though fortunate enough to escape the spatial prison, had already been entangled by Murong Yuyao and the others.
After a fierce chase, three more of the five White Feather Clan Mahayana cultivators perished. In the end, only two powerful mid-stage Mahayana White Feather Clan experts, with the help of their companions, managed to escape to the distance, even while injured and tearing through the void.
Because Liu Changxu had exhausted too much of his magical power, he could only watch helplessly as the two White Feather Clan Mahayana experts escaped.
However, instead of turning back to rest, he and his wife and children led the Great Han Immortal Dynasty army to encircle and annihilate the remaining White Feather Clan troops.
Having lost the protection of a Mahayana-stage expert, the White Feather Clan army, though still numerous, was like headless flies, without a leader, and could only abandon everything and flee in a frantic manner.
With a powerful Mahayana cultivator like Liu Changxu at the helm, the morale of the Han army soared. The soldiers, now with wings, formed a tight battle formation and pursued the remnants of the White Feather Clan. Amidst the clash of swords and the unleashing of magical treasures and talismans, the Han army, like an unstoppable torrent, sliced through and annihilated the scattered White Feather Clan.
The pursuit lasted for several days. In the end, except for a few powerful members of the White Feather Clan who managed to escape, the vast majority of the rest perished on the spot, their corpses and broken wings covering the wilderness at the foot of Mount Jiuhua.
After the battle, the soldiers of the Great Han Immortal Dynasty began to clean up the battlefield under the organization of the Liu family. However, the number of White Feather Clan experts who died in this battle was too large, and almost everyone had a storage bracelet containing a variety of items, making it quite tedious to sort and classify them, keeping the soldiers in charge of the task extremely busy.
However, these trivial matters were handled by others. After confirming that the battle was over, Liu Changxu turned around and returned to the Ruyi Lotus Palace. The continuous fierce battles had severely depleted his magical power, and his primordial spirit was also somewhat exhausted. He urgently needed to rest and recuperate.
Before leaving, he specifically instructed his wife, Duan Yuwei:
"Quickly contact the Kunlun Holy Land and ask if they have also been attacked by the White Feather Clan!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Duan Yuwei immediately replied:
Upon returning to the Ruyi Lotus Palace, Liu Changxu went straight into the secluded meditation room. The room was filled with spiritual energy. He sat cross-legged, circulated his cultivation technique, and focused his mind and breath. A soft spiritual light gradually emanated from his body, and his depleted magical power slowly returned like a spring tide.
After an unknown amount of time, when his magical power was replenished and he walked out of the seclusion room feeling refreshed, he saw his wife, Dongxue, standing outside the room with obvious anxiety in her eyes.
Upon seeing him emerge, Dongxue immediately stepped forward, her voice tinged with urgency:
"Your Majesty, you've finally come out! Kunlun Holy Land... has fallen! Sister Su managed to escape via the teleportation array and is currently waiting in the council hall."
Upon hearing this, Liu Changxu's heart sank. He hadn't expected that the Kunlun Holy Land would also suffer such a calamity. He frowned and said in a deep voice:
"Very well, I will go see her immediately."
When Liu Changxu stepped into the council hall, he saw Su Yuxue sitting alone at her desk. Her usual composure was gone, and her brows were full of loneliness and haggardness.
She looked up and saw Liu Changxu, her voice choked with barely suppressed sobs, her emotions at their lowest point: "Your Majesty, our Kunlun Holy Land... is finished."
What exactly happened?
Liu Changxu strode forward and asked in a deep voice:
Su Yuxue took a deep breath, tears welling up in her eyes, and said:
"Not long ago, the White Feather Clan suddenly launched a large-scale attack on Kunlun Mountain. I immediately sent people to request help from the Han Dynasty, but the message I received was that you were also under siege and unable to help yourselves. There was no other way but for us to resist on our own."
But the White Feather Clan that besieged Kunlun this time was too strong. There were ten Mahayana stage experts alone, and we couldn't withstand them at all... In the end, only I escaped with a few disciples via the teleportation array.
She paused, her voice filled with despair as she said:
"The Kunlun Holy Land is now almost an empty shell, except for me. I no longer have the strength to think about rebuilding it. From now on, my remaining disciples and I will submit to the Great Han Immortal Dynasty and submit to the Supreme One's arrangements."
Before she could finish speaking, she turned her face away, tears streaming down her cheeks. The destruction of her once glorious immortal sect was a devastating blow to her.
Liu Changxu remained silent for a moment, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He stepped forward and said in a deep voice:
"Sister Su, don't be too sad. Now that you've come to the Han Dynasty, this is your home. Don't worry, I will protect you. As for the White Feather Clan, we'll settle this score with them sooner or later."
Moreover, just now, we completely defeated the White Feather Clan army that had invaded our Great Han Immortal Dynasty! Next, we will organize a large army to encircle and annihilate the White Feather Clan army.
"Thank you for taking me in, Your Majesty. I, Su Yuxue, will follow Your Majesty's arrangements from now on!"
Su Yuxue wiped away her tears, her tone resolute, and bowed her hand in a gesture of determination.
As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to remember something else and added with a serious expression:
"But Your Majesty, the White Feather Clan is coming on strong and should not be underestimated. There is even a Great Ascension Perfection expert in the force besieging the Kunlun Holy Land!"
"what?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Changxu's pupils suddenly contracted, his face filled with shock. In this universe of cultivation, the mid-stage of the Mahayana realm was already extremely rare, and the late-stage Mahayana realm was an existence standing at the very top of the pyramid. As for the perfect Mahayana realm, he had never personally witnessed it in his entire career. Even the insectoid race, known for its large population, had never produced such a top-tier combat power.
This news was like a boulder thrown into still water, creating a storm in his heart. Liu Changxu frowned, his fingertips unconsciously tapping on the table.
"No wonder the Kunlun Holy Land could not withstand it..."
Although he could use his numerous innate spiritual treasures to contend with and even kill late-stage Mahayana experts, he had no confidence whatsoever against a near-legendary realm like the Perfect Mahayana stage. Cultivators at that level, in terms of both magical power and comprehension of the Great Dao, had reached the pinnacle of the Mahayana stage, making them far beyond the reach of ordinary methods.
"It seems we underestimated the White Feather Clan's strength."
Liu Changxu said in a deep voice:
With that in mind, I decided to improve my own strength first before making a move, so that I would be more confident.