Chapter 230: Barbarians’ Plan, Feiyun City’s Backhand

The broad and deep Rift Valley stretches between the Tianyuan Continent and the Savage Continent, dividing the land on both sides into two distinct worlds. The mountains on the west are as green as a painting, while the east is a vast, green and flat grassland.

However, the war that had just happened had destroyed these picturesque mountains into pieces, with gullies everywhere, and even several of the peaks had completely collapsed, leaving only broken soil and rocks in their place.

The layers of defenses built by the human race against the mountains, and the solid barriers built with turtle steel rock specially refined by high-level weapon refiners, were also severely damaged in this war, like a group of broken-tailed pythons, gasping for breath on the earth.

At this moment, at the broken places in the high walls, many ant-like figures are busy repairing them after the war.

"Brother Chen, didn't you make a great contribution in this battle? Why are you still here doing the hard labor of repairing things like me?"

A dark-skinned, skinny soldier in black armor was controlling a ball of spiritual fire in his hand. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in confusion.

"No matter how many merits you have made, we are still members of the Black Armor Army. No one is nobler than anyone else."

Chen Zhan curled his lips, picked up a piece of tortoise steel rock, and filled a gap in the high wall. Immediately, heat waves spread out from his palm, condensing into a ball of golden flame, which forged several pieces of tortoise steel rocks and condensed them into one.

This fire is a ray of true sun fire, and its origin is condensed from the Golden Crow Bird in the North Mountain of the Chen Family. It was exchanged for contributions in the clan and condensed with the help of secret methods.

A few clan members who are proficient in alchemy and refining all possess this item, which is considered one of the Chen family's heritage.

Seeing the fire, the dark monk suddenly understood and said with a smile: "It turns out that Brother Chen also possesses spiritual fire. The efficiency of repairing the city wall is indeed much higher than using mana alone."

There was a glimmer of envy in his eyes when he looked at Chen Zhan. Back then, the two of them joined the Black Armor Army almost at the same time.

However, Chen Zhan's combat capability was remarkable, he was promoted to centurion, and even became a member of the battle formation to kill the enemy. Due to his lack of strength, he could only be an ordinary black armored soldier.

Fortunately, he had a chance in his early years to control a kind of spiritual fire, so he was assigned here to do some work repairing the city walls, which was slightly better than the ordinary black-armored soldiers who could only be cannon fodder.

Like in the previous battle, his strength was low and he was not even qualified to participate.

"It's not that simple."

Chen Zhan quietly glanced around and said in a low voice, "The Black Armor Army suffered heavy losses in this battle, resulting in a shortage of manpower. Otherwise, they would not have captured soldiers above the rank of centurion to repair the city wall."

“Is the loss so great?”

"In this battle, the Shadow Barbarians' Shadow Killing Mystery Formation helped the Barbarians, and a mysterious golden-armored monk appeared behind them. Not only did the battle formation suffer heavy losses, but even the Sky Guards with Void Refining strength suffered considerable casualties."

After a pause, Chen Zhan said with lingering fear: "Think about it, Situ Ying, one of the top fighters in the Tianwei, couldn't withstand a single blow from the Golden Armor Barbarians. He was seriously injured and his life is still unknown."

"It was me who fought desperately against the Golden Armor Barbarians and rescued them from the chaos."

Speaking of this, Chen Zhan's face was full of pride and pride, as if the Golden Armor Barbarians were no better than him: "Fortunately, the Barbarians have retreated, and the dead Black Armored Soldiers did not sacrifice in vain."

"Brother Chen is really capable. One day he will be able to become the leader of ten thousand men, or even become a respected Heavenly Guardian!"

The dark-skinned monk believed it and couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praise him, with the envy on his face even more intense.

"I accept your good words!"

"When he gets promoted, don't forget your brothers."

In a quiet room in Situ's house.

Ever since he was attacked and seriously injured by the Golden Armored Barbarians, Situ Ying has been recuperating at home.

Hearing that he was seriously injured, City Lord Ling Xuanxiao came to visit him with several Heavenly Guards.

When Pei Wuji saw Situ Ying wrapped up tightly, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother Situ, why are you wrapped like a zongzi? It looks so appetizing."

Pei Wuji is the current head of the Pei family. He is tall and strong, with broad shoulders and a thick back. His hair is casually scattered and his beard is untrimmed, fluttering in the wind, giving him a sense of unruly and wild beauty.

He was wearing an animal skin coat covered with flame patterns. The collar was open, revealing the solid muscles on his chest and several scars left by battles, which was quite similar to the barbarian style.

"I hope you can still smile when we face the Golden Armored Barbarians next time." Situ Ying rolled his eyes helplessly and snorted coldly.

Whenever he thought about what happened that day, Situ Ying still felt a little scared and was afraid of the other party's strength.

If he had not been unable to react in time when he was attacked, and had not used all his strength to protect his heart and dantian, he would probably have died on the spot.

"It's a pity that I was out for something and only came back recently. Otherwise, I would definitely meet that person so that you can see the difference between you and me."

"Oh, the older you get, the more arrogant you become."

Seeing the two of them bickering again, Ling Xuanxiao interrupted and said, "Alright, Brother Situ has all his bones broken and his meridians damaged. His injuries are serious. Don't let him get angry."

"It's okay, I won't die for the time being."

Situ Ying said this with a relaxed expression. Judging from his expression alone, you couldn't tell that he had just returned from the gates of hell.

After thinking for a moment, he could not help but remind: "However, in my opinion, the barbarians' losses are not serious. It is estimated that they have only retreated temporarily and may come back in the future."

"It's just right that you're here. I can meet you for a while!" Pei Wuji was full of fighting spirit and eager to try.

Ling Xuanxiao ignored him and said with a worried look on his face: "Based on my many years of experience fighting against the barbarians, this is indeed the case. These lunatics will not stop until they are completely defeated."

“Although the Golden Armor Barbarians are very powerful, they are only at the third level of the Refining Void Realm. We can suppress them, but what is worrying is that there are still a few barbarians who have mastered the Eight Gates Divine Vein Sutra. If there are more, I’m afraid that Feiyun City alone can’t hold out for long.”

Upon hearing this, Pei Wuji and Situ Ying lowered their heads in silence. This situation was indeed worrying.

The Eight Gates Divine Veins Technique reappeared in the world after tens of thousands of years. Although people had heard that this technique was difficult to practice, it was impossible that Man Qian was the only one among the barbarians who succeeded.

"not only that!"

Yun Yichen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "In the previous battles, not only was Brother Situ seriously injured, but Yan Minghai and Bao Xin also died, and the treasures in their hands were also taken away by the barbarians."

Yun Yichen's face was pale and he was breathing heavily, and he seemed to be injured.

In the previous battle, he had been at the front line against the barbarians. He was the one who contributed the most and killed the most barbarians!
Hearing this, Situ Ying's face changed slightly, and he suddenly realized: "One of these two people practiced the Mingjing Zhishui Jue, and the other possessed the Shadow-Locking Soul-Binding Chain. Both are means to restrain the Shadow Barbarians!"

Of course, there is also Situ Ying himself!

The lightning field formed by the Yuanci Lightning Art he mastered is also a powerful magical power to restrain the opponent.

"Alas, it's also my fault that I was careless and let the barbarians succeed." Yun Yichen blamed himself.

"Brother Yun, there is no need to do this. Even if I were to go on stage myself, I would not be able to take care of others under the circumstances."

Ling Xuanxiao comforted him, saying that he was well aware of the strength of the Golden Armor Barbarian cultivators, and that it was already a fluke that they could win this battle.

"If the barbarians come again, with Feiyun City's current means, I'm afraid only the Taiqing Lingmu Talisman can restrain them a little."

"But the materials used to make this talisman are hard to find and the quantity is scarce. Relying on this method alone may not be a long-term solution." Seeing the worried expressions of several people, Ling Xuanxiao smiled and said, "Don't panic. I have already made a backup plan in the Ten Thousand Swords Tower. If the barbarians dare to come again, I will definitely give them a big gift!"

After quietly sending Chen Fengshuo out of the city, Chen An felt uneasy.

The undercover barbarians are no different from the demons, at least the latter are also human. With Chen Fengshuo's experience of going out in his early years, it is not a problem for him to disguise himself a little.

The barbarians are savage and warlike by nature. It is said that this is even worse in the tribe of King Liman. Fighting is commonplace, and there are competitions and fights almost every day.

Before leaving, Chen An also thought about giving Chen Fengshuo talismans, skills, and magic treasures for self-defense, but the traces of human race in these means were too obvious, so he thought about it and gave up.

Afterwards, he gave them some of the barbarian methods that he had seized in the Lingxi Abyss. Although they were not very powerful, they were better than nothing.

However, since the Illusion Blood Transformation Technique can inherit the abilities and talents of the blood owner, both the appearance and aura are exactly the same, it should not be so easy to make mistakes.

"I hope Chen Fengshuo can handle it based on his past experience."

Thinking of Chen Fengshuo's outstanding achievements in the magic world, Chen An felt relieved and chose to believe him.

Before the other party left, he gave him many warnings, telling him that when the ten-year period was approaching, no matter what happened, he must do everything he can to get out of the barbarian tribe.

Otherwise, once the "Return to Origin Tribulation" comes and your true form is exposed, you will surely die without a burial place!
After everything settled down, while the whole city was celebrating the victory of the war, Chen An was worried.

Logically speaking, the Liman tribe has the reinforcements of the Yingman tribe outside and cultivators like Man Qian who have mastered the Eight Gates Divine Veins Technique inside, so it would not be so easy for them to retreat.

A man without long-term plans will have immediate worries. After weighing the pros and cons, Chen An left the family and planned to go to the Ten Thousand Swords Tower to hone his skills and raise his swordsmanship to a higher level.

Since the last breakthrough, the sword intent in his body has gradually stabilized after it took shape, and it is time to rush into the tower again.

Chen An walked past the crowds of monks in the central city area, entered the tower, and went all the way to the ninth floor.

I originally wanted to go directly to the tenth floor, but I vaguely discovered that the sword intent in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Tower was flowing towards the ninth floor.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I was able to stop the black-robed man from escaping last time. It was all thanks to you."

From a distance, Chu Fenglei saw Chen An, who greeted him warmly with a harmless smile on his face.

Chen An showed a bit of surprise at the right time, and said: "So it is Fellow Daoist Chu, this is completely a false compliment. With Fellow Daoist's means, even if I didn't intervene, the black-robed man would probably have difficulty escaping Feiyun City."

He appeared relaxed on the surface, but he was nervous in his heart. As the fifth adopted son of Emperor Jiang, the fact that he could manipulate the Shadow Barbarians' spies at will was not as simple as it seemed.

"There is no trick, it's just a show."

Chu Fenglei said calmly that earlier, he did deploy men near a hidden teleportation array somewhere outside the city, but he was surprised to be intercepted by Chen An in the middle.

However, he did not take it too seriously. After all, he had already obtained the Nine Nether Sword Formation. The man in black was completely useless and could be killed.

Glancing around, Chen An discovered that the nine layers were covered with seeds of the Sword-Eating Grass, with some even directly exposed near the surface, with almost no cover at all. He was moved and deliberately asked, "Is this the Nine Nether Sword-Eating Formation?"

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Chen also knows this formation."

After thinking about it, Chu Fenglei understood. Since Chen An discovered the trace of the man in black robe and was said to have fought with him, he probably had seen the Nine Nether Sword Formation in the man in black robe's storage bag.

"I got the relevant jade slips from the black-robed man before, so I have some understanding of it."

Chen An did not hide anything and said truthfully: "After returning, I also followed the method described in the jade slip and set up a set at home, but in terms of power, I think Fellow Daoist Chu's is far inferior."

"You can actually set up the formation by yourself, you must be an expert in formations!"

"Array formations are a broad and profound art. I only have a superficial understanding of them. I cannot say that I am proficient in them."

Hearing this, Chu Fenglei's eyes sparkled, and he didn't care about this detail: "However, this formation cannot absorb much sword intent when set up at home, and it will be difficult to condense the sword evil."

"To be honest, fellow Daoist, it is indeed true."

"In that case, why not move the formation here so that you and I can study it together? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"This is the Ten Thousand Swords Tower after all. It's not a good idea to do this. It would be bad if the City Lord's Mansion found out." Chen An said worriedly.

"You are wrong. Since I dared to set up the Nine Nether Sword Formation here, it was with Ling Xuanxiao's consent. Even though I am not afraid of him, he is the lord of a city after all. Otherwise, how could I dare to be so reckless!"

Chu Fenglei made a solemn promise. Seeing Chen An's hesitation, he added, "Just move the formation. If anything goes wrong, I will take the responsibility. It has nothing to do with you!"

"Okay, Brother Chu, wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

After Chen An was sure that there was no risk in this matter, he turned around and left. However, a smug smile flashed across his lips the moment he turned away from the other party.

With so many sword-loving grasses planted on the ninth floor, the sword intent of the entire Ten Thousand Swords Tower is flowing towards the ninth floor. If you accidentally absorb a little bit, the effect will be much better than attacking the tenth floor.

Looking at Chen An's back, Chu Fenglei breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought that I couldn't gather enough sword energy in such a short time. If I couldn't complete the task assigned by my foster father to completely drive away the barbarians, I would be scolded when I return. I didn't expect that good news would come out of nowhere and I would pick up a treasure."

Suddenly, he was looking forward to the great power that would be possessed if the two formations were combined into one.
The tribe of the Barbarian King.

"It is a pity that we lost this battle to Feiyun City, which delayed the great plan of His Excellency the Barbarian King. I am willing to accept the punishment."

A tall and majestic figure sat on the throne. At his feet, Man Qian was prostrating himself on the ground with a sorrowful look on his face, as if he was confessing his sins.

After a moment of silence, a vicissitudes of life voice sounded from the throne:
"You have tried your best. We have fought for many years. I know Ling Xuanxiao's strength very well. There are not many people in the tribe who can escape from him. You are one of them now."

"Unfortunately, even with the help of the Shadow Barbarians, we still couldn't break through the human defense line." Man Qian's face relaxed slightly and he said regretfully.

"If you lose, just fight again. The previous battle was just an appetizer. Don't blame yourself too much. Besides, Manhuang and the others are making very good progress. It won't be long before they can condense their golden bodies. If you join forces, you may be able to break through the human race's defenses. I am looking forward to that day."

"Brother Manhuang has greatly improved in strength since Lingxiyuan. If he masters the golden body, his strength will certainly be no less than mine. If we join forces, we will surely be able to achieve our wish, defeat the human race, and occupy Qingcangzhou!" Man Qian was full of fighting spirit and seemed to be quite looking forward to it.

"You are right. The Tianyuan Continent is rich in resources, while my barbarian land is barren. Sooner or later, I will personally set foot in Feiyun City!"

"Your Excellency King Liman, when you capture Feiyun City, don't forget what you promised me. Take back the dragon tendons of my dragon clan from the hands of the human race!"

A golden figure flashed by and suddenly appeared in front of King Liman, giving him many instructions.

"This king always keeps his word. Since you have agreed, I will fulfill my promise, as long as I can lend you the golden-scaled dragon-beard bamboo from your clan."

"That's good."

Hearing the Barbarian King's promise, Ao Rui nodded slightly.

The reason he came here was to get back the dragon tendon of Qinglin that Chen An had taken away.

He would even take out the clan's spiritual plant, the Golden Scale Dragon Beard Bamboo, and lend it to the other party.

(End of this chapter)