Chapter 373: Assault on the Fortress

The colossal black fortress trembled repeatedly, spanning tens of thousands of miles.

“Report to the Wushen, the first spatial pillar formation has shattered!” A demigod cried anxiously within the fortress.

“Hurry, repair it immediately!” Wushen’s voice echoed directly. “Repair it at all costs and hold the line.”

“Yes.”

Inside the grand hall of the fortress, both Wushen and the Great Demon God wore anxious expressions.

“If all the spatial pillar formations shatter and we can’t anchor the fortress in space, the entire fortress… will be struck and flung away by Dongbo Xueying’s spear!” Wushen whispered.

“Can’t the protective formation outside the fortress block it?” the Great Demon God anxiously asked. “This fortress was personally built by you, Wushen.”

“The formations are powered by divine crystals; do you think the formations can be that sophisticated?” Wushen shook his head. “The more powerful the formation, the more divine crystals it requires to activate. Dongbo Xueying’s spear techniques have reached an extremely profound level. It seems brute force, but actually contains the essence of ‘Hundong.’ The fortress’s defensive formation can only deflect about thirty percent of the force.”

“How long can we hold out?” the Great Demon God pressed.

“I have prepared a total of three thousand spatial pillars just in case,” Wushen replied. “My subordinates can also continuously send treasures through spatial channels. We should be able to hold out for about one or two months.”

Upon hearing this, the Great Demon God clenched his teeth in frustration, his flames flaring.

“Great Demon God, it’s up to you now. The great Abyssal Sovereign… can give us a direction,” Wushen said.

“Understood,” the Great Demon God nodded.

…

Outside the fortress, Dongbo Xueying hovered in midair, his heart filled with anxiety. He gazed at the formation runes shimmering on the fortress’s surface. Every time his spear struck the fortress, the formation lights flared, causing the entire fortress to flicker in and out of visibility. Obviously, much of the force was being deflected. Fortunately, the ‘Hundong Crushing’ technique’s mastery of rules was formidable enough that the formation could only deflect a little over half of the force.

If it were a clumsy attack, even ten parts of force might barely have one part take effect.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!!!” His spear ravaged the skies, repeatedly lashing at the outer walls of the black fortress. Dongbo Xueying changed positions, striking the top of the fortress or other outer walls, trying to find its weaknesses.

“I’ve been attacking for nearly half an hour, the fortress keeps trembling, but why can’t I break through?” Dongbo Xueying also felt the burden on his soul from the Blood Drinking Spear.

Although his soul was strong, he had not yet condensed his Divine Heart.

Upon activating the Blood-Drinking Spear, the divine-tier blood-forged artifact still emanated overwhelming pressure.

“I’ll rest for a bit first,” Dongbo Xueying temporarily ceased his attacks. “Let me try the method devised by Second Senior Brother to destroy the fortress.”

He had discussed his brute-force attacks with Senior Brothers Ge Bai and Fei Yun, and they had agreed it should be effective. However, this fortress probably relied on spatial pillars connected through space, and there might be many such pillars. Even if he destroyed a few, Wushen could constantly replenish them. It was a process of attrition, depending on how well-prepared Wushen was.

Moreover, there was another concern—that the fortress might be too sturdy, impossibly solid, and impossible to break open with brute force.

Therefore, Ge Bai, a World God skilled in forging, personally crafted a method for Dongbo Xueying to breach the fortress.

“Let’s begin.”

Dongbo Xueying turned his gaze toward his side’s Star Tower.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A series of peculiar spindle-shaped divine warships flew out, a total of fifteen. Chao Qing, Sikong Yang, Chi Qiu Bai, Yuan Qing, Bu Chengzhu, Chun Yuan, Gong Yu, Tai Shu Gongzhu, Zang Nuo, and others, fifteen in total, each piloted a divine armored warship. These warships were powered by divine crystals, allowing them to be easily controlled.

Since this battle involved the survival of the Xia Clan, even the Blood Blade Tavern and Earth Temple sent a total of five demigods for support. However, due to trust concerns, Dongbo Xueying had prepared fifteen special divine warships and naturally prioritized the disciples of Xinfu Palace to pilot them.

To prevent infiltration, each Xia Clan member piloted separately, ensuring they couldn’t harm each other.

“Divine warships?” Wushen and the Great Demon God frowned as they watched.

The higher one’s cultivation, the less reliant they were on war artifacts.

In the Divine Realm, even Wushen could easily slaughter countless foes. If his true body were here, those warships would be mere toys to him, easily destroyed along with their pilots. It wasn’t easy to kill a First Heaven World God merely with large-scale battle artifacts; usually, it required divine legions using special war artifacts.

“They’re not standard warships; they must have been specially forged,” Wushen frowned.

“My subordinates hidden within the Xia Clan told me this is their method to breach the fortress,” the Great Demon God quickly added.

“Specifically forged to breach the fortress?” Wushen grew even more anxious. The situation was truly unfavorable.

The fifteen spindle-shaped divine ships swiftly flew to the front of the fortress, dispersing into position.

“Whoosh!”

Chao Qing’s ship activated first. The ship’s surface began displaying a unique three-dimensional vortex formation. Then, with a loud boom, the formation transformed into a peculiar black grinding disc. The disc exuded endless destructive energy, as if it could crush everything in the heavens and earth. It slowly drifted forward, attaching itself to the fortress’s outer wall, beginning to rotate slowly. A terrifying power continuously transmitted and crushed against the fortress.

Following suit, the other fourteen ships launched their attacks. Each deployed the same method, forming terrifying black grinding discs that attached to the fortress’s outer wall. The fifteen discs were positioned closely together, all slowly rotating, transmitting a terrifying crushing force across the entire fortress.

Dongbo Xueying watched from afar and smiled.

This was the method devised by his Second Senior Brother, specifically tailored to counter the fortress. Powered by divine crystals, the formation’s power was limited. Based on the ‘Grinding Disc Divine Heart’ of Second Divine Rank, it seemed slow but had infinite power, each disc possessing peak divine-level might. In fact, when it came to attacking the fortress, it was even more effective than his secret techniques.

Fifteen such discs were now in action.

“Boom! Boom! Boom.”

One spatial pillar formation after another began to explode.

“Three pillars, no, six, no, nine… Wushen, the spatial pillar formations are shattering one after another!”

Wushen was extremely anxious.

At this rate, within a short time, the entire fortress would be unable to withstand the pressure and would be blown away.

“You and I both have subordinates within the Xia Clan’s superiors,” the Great Demon God said. “The Xia Clan is very cautious, keeping them all completely separated, leaving no opportunity for sabotage. But now, we have no choice.”

“Yes, my Warcraft clan infiltrated later, but one with remarkable talent, Yuan Qing, has already ascended to demigodhood. I had intended to keep him concealed for a pivotal moment, yet he has not found the opportune time. Alas, we are left with no alternative now,” Wushen responded.

“Let them act,” the Great Demon God nodded.

…

Although the Great Demon God’s avatar was giving orders, far away in the Dark Abyss, within one of the abyssal layers, a magnificent and beautiful golden palace stretched endlessly, covering hundreds of thousands of miles, glowing with golden radiance, making it the most dazzling place, even brighter than the sun faintly visible in the sky.

Atop a mountain within the palace complex stood a figure clad entirely in golden armor, gazing into the boundless horizon.

Behind him stood respectfully the Great Demon God ‘Da Erhao,’ clad in black armor.

“Your Majesty,” Da Erhao respectfully said. “This is the current situation. We humbly request Your Majesty to guide us.”

“You are too weak in the mortal world to pose any real threat to this young Dongbo Xueying,” the golden-armored sovereign continued to gaze into the distance, speaking calmly and indifferently. “Unless we can invite another supreme being to defeat Dongbo Xueying head-on. However, he has already established the Star Tower. With its support, finding a being capable of defeating him… is very difficult.”

“Other than that, the best solution is… to trap him!” the golden-armored sovereign’s voice remained calm.

“Your Majesty, how can we trap him?” Great Demon God ‘Da Erhao’ quickly asked. “Even if we use warships or spatial divine artifacts to temporarily trap him in the mortal world, he can strike from within, and we cannot stabilize the warship. The impact force could send the spatial artifact flying in one direction, even into the Star Tower. Moreover, with the help of the Blood Vine Flower, the spatial artifact could be sent into Hongshi Mountain, where there is a World God who could easily help him escape.”

“Of course, there is a way to trap him, but the cost is considerable,” the golden-armored sovereign said. To him, this was a trivial matter. If not for Da Erhao being his loyal subordinate, he wouldn’t even bother getting involved.