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Making 837
A tempest roared toward Unicorn, on the Sunsbury of the Golden Tower Empire.
Astride this tumultuous storm was the vast army of the Ice Clan.
Tens of thousands of Ice Warriors, bristling with murderous intent, their blades and swords shimmering in the storm’s wrath.
Leading this formidable Ice Clan force were the Ice Venerable Master and the eight Ice Kings.
In no time, this great Ice Clan army was hovering above Unicorn.
The Ice Venerable Master, with a piercing cold gaze, looked down at Unicorn, where soldiers were armed to the teeth. With a single command, he bellowed, “All Ice Clan warriors, heed my order, leave not a soul alive in the human city of the Golden Tower Empire!”
“Yes, venerable master!” The legions responded in unison, their voices thundering through the heavens, their momentum unstoppable.
Then, under the leadership of the eight Ice Kings, the tens of thousands of Ice Clan warriors unleashed their cultivator energy and the brilliance of their swords, a terrifying force that blanketed the skies, descending upon Unicorn.
However, as the Ice Clan army advanced upon Unicorn, before they could even reach the city walls, a thunderous boom echoed through the heavens, and the world shook violently.
Suddenly, three hundred feet above Unicorn, a protective screen flashed into existence.
This massive shield enveloped the entire city, shining as bright as the sun and the moon, radiating a power that seemed to shake the very fabric of the earth.
Within this enormous screen, mysterious and ancient runes shimmered and danced.
The tens of thousands of Ice Clan warriors descending from the sky touched this colossal shield and were instantly set ablaze by the ancient runes.
In an instant, thousands of Ice Clan warriors were consumed by the fiery runes.
These Ice Warriors, now engulfed in flames, let out earth–shattering screams, “Aaahhh!”
Those set aflame by the shield fell from the sky into Unicorn, their bodies charred to cinders, smashing into dust impact.
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“All Ice Clan forces, retreat immediately!” Above the skies, the Ice Venerable Master, his face a mask of shock, quickly regained his senses and bellowed the command.
His voice echoed across the heavens, and with it, the tens of thousands of Ice Clan warriors attacking Unicorn hastily retreated in disarray.
The eight Ice Kings led the retreat, taking the army back up into the skies.
Although the withdrawal was timely, the Ice Kings couldn’t hide their disheveled appearance.
“Venerable master, could it be that Unicorn was prepared for us?” the Purple Robe Ice King asked, his voice heavy with
concern.
The Ice Venerable Master’s eyes flickered sharply, a sign of his agitation.
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“This shield over Unicorn seems to be a massive formation,” he observed.
“And the power of this formation seems to be extremely formidable as well!”
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The Purple Robe Ice King looked at the Ice Venerable Master and ventured, “Venerable master, do you think there could be a formation expert within Unicorn?”
The Ice Venerable Master shook his head. “Impossible. Such a remote and minor city would not be given many resources by the Golden Tower Empire. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.
“Even if the Empire did have powerful formation experts, they would likely be stationed in Fensville.”
The Purple Robe Ice King furrowed his brow in confusion and queried, “Then this formation in Unicorn…”
After a moment of contemplation, the Ice Venerable Master speculated, “It’s very likely that the Golden Tower Empire sent a formation expert in advance to set this up.”
The Purple Robe Ice King inquired, “Then, venerable master, how shall we break this formation?”
A cold light sparkled in the Ice Venerable Master’s eyes as he declared, “Let me try. I refuse to believe that the formation of this insignificant Unicorn can withstand my assault.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than the Ice Venerable Master’s figure shot forward, engulfed by a white storm.
Swiftly, the Venerable Master, riding the white storm, approached the formation above Unicorn, closing in to a mere hundred feet above it.
Then, the Ice Venerable Master raised his right palm.
On his right palm emerged a whirlwind of white energy.
With the appearance of this swirling vortex, the temperature in the surrounding airspace plummeted.
Not only did heavy snow start to fall from the sky, but the green hills around were instantly covered in snow and ice, visible to the naked eye.
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Boom!
The Ice Venerable Master unleashed a palm strike from above, and from his hand, a white storm erupted.
The howling of the storm was like thunder.
As the white storm, carrying within it the energy of a whirlwind, struck towards the formation below, the energy swiftly took the shape of a giant white python.
This python, though formed of the whirlwind’s energy, looked strikingly real, and the aura it emitted was a hundred times more terrifying than that of a living python.
Inside Unicorn, all the soldiers who saw the python within the storm strike down were struck with awe and fear.
Many of the faint–hearted soldiers even let out screams of terror.
Bang! A massive explosion resounded!
In that instant, as the python within the storm crashed against the formation, the heavens and the earth seemed to shake violently, as if they might collapse under the force of the impact
A blinding light burst forth, and a terrifying wave of energy rippled through the air.
As this terrifying force spread, the mountains within a three–mile radius crumbled like dry weeds, flattened to the ground.
The giant python in the storm shattered to pieces under this ferocious power.
Yet, after the python had been obliterated, the formation remained intact, as if nothing had happened, its energy continuously flowing, vast and boundless as the heavens and the earth.
Above the skies, the Ice Venerable Master’s face suddenly contorted, a look of ugly shock spreading across his features.
He couldn’t hide the horror in his eyes either.
It was beyond him how his powerful strike, one he thought could shatter mountains, had failed to break the formation protecting Unicorn.
It was utterly inconceivable!
The eight Ice Kings and the tens
of th of the Ice Clan’s army were equally stunned into silence.
Their venerable master’s attack, ineffectual against the city’s formation?
How could that be?
They all knew him to be an ascension level cultivator, a being of ascended might.
Could it be that the Golden Tower Empire also had such a cultivator of the ascension level in their midst?
Why hadn’t their national advisor, Levi, mentioned this?
Yes, Levi, their crucial plant in the empire, had assured them that he, as a Cultivation Emperor, was second to none within the Golden Tower Empire.
The possibility of the empire housing a cultivator of the ascension level was beyond belief.
Seeing the giant python’s attack dissipate in the air, General Zack and all the soldiers within Unicorn felt as if they were in a dream.
Could this be real?
The appearance of the formation in the skies above them was already hard enough to believe.
Now, to witness the strongest of the Ice Clan strike with all his might and still fail to breach the formation, leaving Unicorn unscathed–it was like a fantasy too surreal to be trusted.
They were all prepared for a last stand, ready to perish alongside the Ice Clan’s forces.
But now, the anticipated end was unnecessary.
They were burning with curiosity, when had this formation appeared above the Unicorn?
Who had cast it?
Clearly, unraveling this mystery was not going to happen immediately.
Yet, they couldn’t help but feel a profound gratitude for the mysterious benefactor who had set up the formation in secret.
This formation had not only saved them but also the lives of every citizen in Unicorn.
“When this calamity has passed, I, Zack, must find this benefactor to express the heartfelt thanks of all the military and civilians of Unicorn,” General Zack murmured as he gazed at the enchantment above, his voice carrying a solemn vow.