A Record of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 736: The Formation-Breaking Battle (Part One)

“There’s no use in making wild guesses. Judging by that person’s cultivation base, there should be a seventy to eighty percent chance of success if caught off guard. But we can’t ignore the possibility of the worst outcome. It might already be a trap, where they’ve been wiped out or captured,” the green-clad woman said coldly, a slight curl at the corner of her mouth.

“So, Master Le means that…” Kuyao looked puzzled.

“Whether it’s a trap or not, we’re here to break the formation anyway. We’ll proceed according to the original plan. Even if we lose some men, it will help us uncover the truth inside, so it’s worth it. Time is our biggest expense right now. According to recent information, reinforcements from other Tian Nan factions will gather and join the Nine Nations Alliance in just two or three months. We must clear all cultivator formations blocking the main force’s path to Tian Tian City within a month to seize the initiative. If the reinforcements combine with the Nine Nations Alliance cultivators, even if we can still defeat them, our vital energy will suffer serious damage,” she explained calmly.

“In that case, everything will proceed as Master Le says,” the tall and lean spellmaster hesitated briefly before agreeing.

As for Kuyao, he paid no mind to the fate of the lower-level spellmasters and had no objections.

The woman nodded after seeing this, and after moving her red lips a few times, she sent a few words via spiritual transmission to someone unknown.

Immediately, nearly a hundred spellmasters dressed identically surged forward from the cultivator army. Led by a foundation formation spellmaster, they slowly approached the summit of Huanglong Peak.

Before them, these hundred-plus spellmasters shrank into black dots as they gradually entered the original location of the Sea of Mist, with no unusual incidents occurring.

Each of them supported a magical artifact in their hands and boldly began flying toward the peak.

The path was unobstructed. These hundred cultivators easily reached the summit without any problems.

The tall and lean spellmaster breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as he said to the green-clad woman, “It seems this place was truly abandoned by them. Let’s send others in to search as well. They left in such a hurry; there must be plenty of things they couldn’t take.”

“Don’t rush. Let’s see first,” the woman said coldly without even raising her eyelids.

The tall spellmaster was stunned but didn’t say anything further.

By now, the hundred spellmasters had started rummaging through the half-burned pavilions and towers, occasionally finding spirit stones, materials, and other valuable items. Each spellmaster beamed with joy, shamelessly claiming the loot for themselves and stuffing it into their storage bags.

The spellmaster army was originally made up of various Mulan tribes, big and small. The spoils from the battle, aside from public goods like warehouses and mine deposits, were naturally personal gains.

Seeing this, the spellmaster army outside grew restless.

Opportunities to gather loot without risking life in battle were extremely rare, naturally making others eager and envious.

With such a large spread of buildings, who knew what other treasures might be hidden?

“Master Le, look…”

After waiting a bit longer, the tall and lean spellmaster and Kuyao both became restless. Kuyao hesitantly spoke up.

Since these two were part of this group of spellmasters, most of them came from their tribes. The Mulan Prairie was always lacking in cultivation resources, so naturally, they did not want their tribe’s spellmasters to miss this opportunity.

As for the hundred spellmasters sent earlier, they came from a relatively weak small tribe. The loot they gathered should be sufficient.

The green-clad woman remained expressionless, as if unaware of their words, but her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, becoming somewhat hazy and dreamy.