417 Daunting Mystical Beasts (1/2)

The experts nodded quietly, their expressions filled with understanding.

These top-tiered cultivators of Ziyou had a grand plan; they would let the army tackle the lone madman head on and exhaust Yutang's Supreme Cloud's energy. The respite would allow the rest of them to read Supreme Cloud's techniques so they could take him down with coordinated attacks.

The Soulscrapper Blade possessed the power to cast deific consciousness attacks across the entire area. He was the maestro of deific consciousness attacks and it was rumored that Supreme Cloud did not really have a high cultivation base, apart from possessing manifestation powers. A cultivator's divine sense and his cultivation base were directly related, so the deific consciousness should be Supreme Cloud's Achilles' Heel. A positive outcome was almost guaranteed if they could direct their attacks against this weakness.

The Soulscrapper Blade had the added advantage of being able to rechannel the attacks of many individuals into a single stream of destruction. If Yun Yang's divine sense was truly his weakness, the concerted attack could very possibly destroy Yun Yang's deific consciousness which would lead to his soul being shattered, just like Old Dugu.

It was the unexpected appearance of the Niello Bear at the beginning of the battle that had disrupted the plans.

When the heavily-armored cavalrymen paid the price of their lives to forcefully halt the black bear's mad charge, Yun Yang's almighty Divine Edge harvested the lives of the soldiers in a savage manner. The unflinching stature of the man and bear was set; if they did not move, they might not have the chance to stop them anymore.

However, just as the Soulscrapper Blade had struck, he had been severely injured and the only reason he could divine from his misguided action was that Yun Yang's deific consciousness was surprisingly tyrannical. Attacking his divine sense would only lead them to their own deaths. The original tactics were in vain; they could only fight with brute force and hope for the best!

Everyone cursed the Four Seasons Tower in their hearts.

”F*cking hell, those manipulative rascals! Look at how this tower works, why are they so undependable?” a loud voice cursed from among the gathered fighters.

”Exactly. Didn't the Four Seasons Tower send over twenty experts? Aren't they all high and mighty? Where are they now? Where have they gone to? Didn't they claim that they wanted to send Supreme Cloud to his death?” someone else muttered in dissatisfaction.

”Those four leaders are the best! F*ck, they haven't even met the real deal and went to provoke Jun Moyan, getting themselves killed in the process. Four bastards, why affront Jun Moyan? He's the Unrivaled Swordsman, a pinnacle force similar to Ling Xiaozui! Didn't they see that even the emperor didn't make a sound when he occupied the Board of Punishment so openly in Zilong City?”

”Yes, yes. Anyone who has any degree of common sense would know the urgency and priority of these matters. Those four fellows are really the classic examples of incompetent bunglers. It would be fine if they had wiped out Supreme Cloud first before finding Jun Moyan to seek their deaths,but look here! They left this frog that's so hard to swallow for us!”

The sense of irritation and ominous incredulity were so strong that it threatened to burst forth and hurtle into the open skies.

They could understand why these cultivators were so begrudging. They knew that at least a good half of them would have to be buried with Supreme Cloud - even if they could ultimately claim this Lord Supreme Cloud and make him stay here, they would have to die beside him!

However, it was too late to say whatever they wanted. The Four Seasons Tower's men were not here, so they could only get the job done themselves.

”Charge!”

A low grunt could be heard as the group unsheathed their sabers and swords, bolting forward with their weapons held tightly in their hands.

Yun Yang felt the mounting pressure, but his heart was strangely at ease.

Looking at how things were proceeding, his worst expectations had not materialized. Not only was the Four Seasons Tower's Mr. Nian absent, a large number of ace cultivators were not here as well. If they had, they would have put a stop to his rampage a long while ago.

Only Mr. Nian and the tower's hidden experts could possibly threaten his life; those before him were only mere annoyances. The most they could do was to add to his pressure, but it was not a singularly large worry.

The general was giving commands in a calm and collected manner, clearly adept at deploying military formations. Watching Yun Yang's sharp saber light that broke through layer after layer of his defensive lines, he was still unruffled, still able to react with grace.

Nets were tossed from high points while countless hidden weapons were obscured in the space in front of Yun Yang, waiting for him to rush head-on into their deadly teeth. There were uncountable weapons and tripping ropes, as well as an array of traps that lay in front of him.

The fact that such an array of traps had been set up in so short a time was a pure miracle. Each of them was specific, with its devasting purpose and mechanisms; the set up was flawless, without any loopholes the intended target could exploit.