Siege (3)
There was no preparatory planning or foreshadowing for this battle from the beginning. Chu Qing used all his strength to attack head-on as soon as he came up. It might seem cool to do so, but the effect is often lackluster. If another person had led the attack with the same resources, such as Feng Shao or even Xin Ruxiong, it might have been a completely different result.
But this is also the characteristic of the cultivation world. Strength overwhelms everything, and all conspiracies and tricks have to be set aside when faced with absolute strength. The so-called Art of War did not exist, strength trumps all.
Still, a smarter approach would be to carry out a siege first, forcing the opponent out of the city for a decisive battle, and then lure the enemy deep into one’s ranks, and use the head hunting tactic to attack the opponent’s vital strength, weakening it step by step, and finally achieve the victory with one frontal push once the other side is exhausted.
But Chu Qing turned the battle into a decisive battle as soon as he came up.
The appearance of more than a dozen black mist titans made the cultivators in the city widen their eyes. The ability of the enemy has exceeded most people’s cognition for a while.
Several figures soared up from the city one after another, facing the titan one after another. However, these black mist titans are quite powerful, and only Transcend Tribulation realm cultivators can beat them back. However, cultivators at the level of the Taiqing realm and below were blown away by the black mist titans.
“Amitabha!”
Seeing that the giant axe was about to fall, a Buddhist chant suddenly sounded in the city.
A golden dharma of the Buddha appeared in the city, with two giant trees standing side by side behind it.
One of the two trees is flourishing and lush, and the other is dry and withered.
A well-informed cultivator saw them, and they all exclaimed, “It’s the Dharma of the Twin Trees of Withering and Glory! It’s Abbot Benkong of Longhua Temple who made the move!”
Twin Trees of Withering and Flourishing, also known as the Twin Trees of Sahara.
It is rumored that the Buddha attained nirvana between the two Sahara trees and founded Mahayana Buddhism.
A faint golden Buddha light surged from the twin trees, gradually merging with the protective formation of Wuling City. The whole city seemed to be covered with a golden shield, making it impossible to directly look at.
And the ones who felt it most were Chu Qing and Blood Wing.
After Chu Qing felt the golden Buddha light shining on his body, it was as if he was being burned by a raging fire, and he gritted his teeth in pain. The black mist titans surrounding the city are like snow meeting the sun, and the black mist shows signs of being weakened.
“Damn it! There are still bald donkeys from Longhua Temple in this city! Why is this Longhua Temple still alive?” Blood Wing shouted cursingly.
The Buddhist cultivation techniques naturally restrained his devil dao cultivation technique. A few thousand years ago, Blood Wing was very reluctant to meet Buddhist monks. And this time, it was the abbot of Longhua Temple who made the move, which made Blood Wing feel like he had seen a ghost.
Chu Qing gritted his teeth and said, “Could it be that you can’t deal with it?”
“Of course, I have a solution, but it depends on whether you are willing to part with your 100,000 troops!”
Chu Qing sneered, “It’s just some puppets, so what if it’s all broken here?”
“Okay then, just watch how I break through this twin tree dharma!”
Under the control of Blood Wing, one hundred thousand puppets launched a tide-like attack on Wuling City from all directions.
But their actions are quite weird, they don’t seem to be attacking the city, but they seem to be committing suicide! Everyone saw them charging toward the city at the fastest speed, and their speed did not slow down from the beginning to the end.
They rushed all the way under the city wall, and then slammed into it!
Bang bang bang bang...
Every impact meant that a puppet’s brains were smashed, and the golden shield on the defense circle trembled slightly. As more and more puppets committed suicide, the trembling of the golden light became more violent.