Another Cliche Cultivation Story

A fierce battle broke out at the Arcane Mountain. 

As the two forces flew toward one another with soaring killing intent in their eyes, the thousands of disciples of the Arcane Mountain split off into groups and formed individual battle formations. Their movements were fluid and natural as though they had been training for this moment their entire lives. 

The Arcane Mountain has not been idle in these couple hundred years after the last invasion. They have been studying the Graha ceaselessly to find a way to counter their Spectral Physique, which allows them complete immunity to physical attacks. 

While the Graha could still be hurt from attacks imbued with True/Astral Essence, it’s almost impossible to kill them without first removing their spectral form. Thus, this battle formation was created. 

The theory behind it was simple, formed of five people, four of them would surround the enemy, dealing as much damage as possible to revert the spectral body to the tangible and that would be when the last person would deal the fatal blow. 

As straightforward as this was, it was much more intricate in actual execution. They have to be able to trap their enemy as well as work together in harmony to perform an effective kill before moving on to their next target.

The Great Ancestor watched as the disciples of the Arcane Mountain constructed themselves into groups as they rushed forward. 

A mixed expression then appeared on his face. 

Dong Zongying had actually consulted him about this battle formation many years ago and he had approved of it as it was somewhat better than trying to fight the Graha in a one-on-one battle, however, deep down he already knew that this method wouldn’t achieve the desired result.

The Graha race was one of the four perfect species, of which they were created by their Progenitor, the Ghost. They were, in a word, flawless, to want to kill a Graha, the answer was actually simple, absolute power, crush them with absolute power. That was really the only way to deal with them as anything else was pointless.

And just as he expected, when the two forces collided, the team of disciples fought their opponent according to their arrangement, unfortunately, problems began to arise instantly. 

The Graha could produce a terrible screech that would harm and disrupt the souls of the disciples, and not only that, their Soul Pulses had the same power as well.  From their attacks and defense, it was all targeted toward a person’s soul. Also, this power had a wide area of effect, so when a couple hundred Grahas simultaneously used this ability at once, it was simply too destructive!

The Great Ancestor quickly reacted after foreseeing this. With a thought, the ancient-looking mirror floating beside him glowed brightly before numerous strands of white light pounced out from it. They attached to the disciples and protected them from the soul attacks of the Graha. 

This earned them the leverage that was needed to even out this battle. If not for this soul artifact, perhaps the Arcane Mountain wouldn’t have stood much of a chance to begin with. However, this could only protect them to a certain degree, it couldn’t nullify the damage entirely.

The disciples of the mountain clashed with the Graha and bodies soon fell from the sky one by one in an eerie fashion. 

In this first wave of attack, the experts in the Life Destruction and Holy realms watched from the side and didn’t immediately join the fray. 

Battles between these two realms were far more destructive than those from the Crystal realm and below so as if both parties had come to an understanding, the two side did not directly send out their true powerhouses. 

Dong Zongying watched on as the bodies of the disciples of her sect dropped like flies.

The sight in front of her couldn’t be described as brutal as one would expect in a war. In fact, there actually wasn’t any blood or gore at all. 

The Graha’s attacks were all based on the spiritual and not physical. So the victims would have their souls destroyed but their bodies were untouched.

And from the other side, whenever the disciples of the Arcane Mountain killed their opponent, the Graha would crumble into sparkling white sand before having their Soul Essence Vessel vanish into smoke, so there was technically no blood drawn from either side.

Dong Zongying appeared calm on the surface but there was a brewing anger inside her heart. 

She tightened her grip and in the next moment, a long thin sword with a light green handle appeared in her hand. She was in no mood to wait any longer. 

The Hall Masters, Elders, and the rest of the disciples’ faces turned serious and they too withdrew their weapons. 

Dong Zongying flew high into the air before channeling her True Essence.

Her aura soared to such a terrifying level that it even affected the weather in the surroundings.

Dark clouds rolled in and spiraled as the rain began to heavily pour. Lightning flashed and thunder crackled, the sea beasts in the ocean, who were planning to feast on the lifeless bodies of the disciples of the Arcane Mountain, shuddered and swam far away, leaving the ocean completely void of life. 

Her actions instantly drew the attention of Yatong, who was standing on the platform from the other side. He looked at her with solemn eyes and thought,

So she’s the current Sect Master of the Arcane Mountain, a Peak Holy realm expert…

Yatong didn’t personally know who Dong Zongying was since the last time he was here, the Sect Master of the Arcane Mountain was a different person, but he did not dare to take her lightly. Aside from the Extreme realm which is too rare to even be considered, the Peak of the Holy realm is pretty much the limit of the Lower World already. Anyone who could make it to this level in the Lower World was outrageously talented, making even factions in the Upper World want to recruit them at all costs after they ascend.

Humans truly have frightening potential. This new Sect Master shouldn’t be more than fifty to seventy years old, yet she has already reached this level. Truly, even though humans are only descendants of that primordial clan and have lost most of the purity in their blood, they cannot be taken lightly.