My Cultivation Starting from Archery Chapter 1202 - 410: One Man, an Army

Demon Path Formation.

On the main ship.

Sui Li Young Master was communicating with the cultivators on the other warships through the communication array.

"Steady the formation!

"Feng Qingyan and those old codgers were never a match for my Uncle Eight and the others.

"With the ghost fog added, it won’t be long before they’re taken down one by one. Then wait for my command to break through the Great Wall of Demon Suppression in one fell swoop!"

"Rest assured, Young Master, we understand!"

An aged Golden Core cultivator clasped his fists and said, "This ti, we will definitely break through Guangren Dao, then move from point to face to destroy the entire Great Wall of Demon Suppression and wipe out all thirty-six sects of the Sky Water Continent."

"Hmm."

Sui Li Young Master nodded, about to say sothing when he suddenly noticed sothing unusual in the distance.

Soon after, an Ancient Demon Clan mber hurriedly reported: "Young Master, things are bad, the people of Sky Water Continent are coming towards us!"

"Why are you panicking?"

Sui Li Young Master scolded: "How many people?"

"One!"

The cultivator replied.

"What did you say?"

Sui Li Young Master thought he had misheard, and asked again: "How many people?"

"Only one person."

The cultivator repeated: "It’s that Tian Wu from the Eastern Continent."

Sui Li Young Master pushed him aside and drove the warship forward. After parting the thick black fog, he saw a firelight approaching from afar, eventually stopping in front of their army.

The blazing fire dispersed the ghost fog, and a god with a six-arm golden body hovered in the air.

"Great Han’s Tian Wu, here to breach the formation—"

The voice traveled across hundreds of miles!

"Is it really just one person?"

Sui Li Young Master carefully observed, confirming that there was no one following behind, only the individual himself.

"Arrogant!"

The pupils of his eyes, like those of a poisonous snake, revealed uncontrollable anger, ready to personally slay him.

But the elderly Golden Core hurriedly stopped him: "Young Master, you mustn’t underestimate the enemy!"

"Underestimate?"

Sui Li Young Master sneered: "Even if he’s an Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivator, at most he’s in the middle of the Third Realm. I’ve already completed Core Formation and am ready to start Foundation Establishnt at any ti, how could I fear him!"

"Young Master, this person is treacherous, if he dares to co alone, he must have so reliance!"

The old man advised: "Your status is precious, how can you take such risks?"

"..."

Sui Li Young Master couldn’t help but think about Cao Xie’s incident.

He had heard that, within the Luoxiao Immortal Palace, nurous Nascent Soul cultivators pursued him, yet they couldn’t resolve him.

Later...

The dignified Heavenly Killing True Monarch inexplicably died in Chen Lei’s hands.

Thinking this way, his opponent must indeed have so hidden trump card.

"Young Master."

The old man suggested: "Why not let the other sect cultivators attack him first? If we can kill him, great, even if not, it’ll at least wear him down!"

"Hmm."

Sui Li Young Master cald down, accepted the suggestion, and ordered word by word: "Kill him!"

With an order given, imdiately over twenty Core Formation cultivators, along with hundreds of Demon Cultivators, charged towards the lone fla ahead.

Leading was a Core Formation Middle Stage cultivator, a corpse cultivator from the Immortal Ba Sect, wearing the robe he served the mortal court in life, holding a spear wrapped in chilling corpse qi, attacking forward.

Magical Treasure, Nine Yin Frost Bone Spear!

In the instant of thrusting, the spear tip burst with a ring of frost explosion, leaving spider-web-like ice crystal trenches along its attack trajectory in the air.

"Clang!"

A crisp tallic clash sounded.

Emperor Tianwu extended a long spear from nowhere, firmly blocking the Nine Yin Frost Bone Spear, preventing it from advancing even a bit!

The corpse cultivator felt as if he was shaking a mountain, and the surrounding temperature suddenly turned scorching.

The corpse qi entwined on his body rapidly shrank, the frost on the spear lting in the scorching fla.

Just one exchange of blows, and the corpse cultivator realized he was entirely outmatched, yet wanted to withdraw but had no way to escape!

Behind Emperor Tianwu, golden arms grasped different magical treasures, smashing down from all directions.

The corpse cultivator hurriedly summoned a white jade shield to defend his head, but it was futile, shattering upon contact with the nurous magical treasures.

He wailed, turning to ash under the crushing of the magical treasures...

The action ended in but an instant!

"Deng Old Ghost!"

Seeing this, the remaining Demon Cultivators instinctively halted their advance.

Among them, even if Deng Ye the corpse cultivator was not the strongest, he was certainly ranked high.

But...

In just one encounter, he dissipated into nothing?!

"Don’t panic!"

A fanged Ancient Demon Cultivator reassured: "After all, he’s just one person, no higher in realm than us. With the ghost fog, if we cooperate, we won’t fall behind!"

"That’s right!"

A Ghost Cultivator wielded a blue flag, summoning spirits like black waves hanging in the sky.

He made sealing gestures with both hands, opened his mouth, strange array patterns appeared like a vortex, absorbing all the black tide, rging completely with it, then twisted and transford into a giant monster over ten zhang tall.

The other Demon Path Cultivators also displayed their skills, covering for each other cautiously as they attacked Tian Wu.

A full twenty Golden Core cultivators, casting collectively against one person, their casting shook the space, causing the mountains below to continually collapse.

Initially, relying on their numbers, they quickly suppressed the daring cultivator.

Logically, even if unable to kill him outright, they should at least wear him down through attrition.