Dashing Student-Chapter 1323: A Ray of Hope

"What?!"

Upon hearing the guard’s report, Xin Zi was shocked and hurriedly flew out of the Island Master Mansion, reaching the city wall, where he saw two large Flying Boats approaching from the sky.

Behind the large Flying Boats, there were over a hundred smaller Flying Boats, filled with Demon Sect Cultivators, accompanied by overwhelming Demonic Qi.

Witnessing this scene, Xin Zi’s heart was already filled with despair; the number of cultivators on the island probably barely reached one-third of the Demon Sect Cultivators.

"Quick, raise the City Defense Array!"

He quickly gave orders, and soon a yellow shield appeared above the city, covering the entire giant city underneath.

Chen Nan and the other four also arrived at the city wall, their expressions becoming serious as they looked at the approaching Flying Boats.

"That’s quite an impressive sight; there must be ten thousand of them, right?" Deng Yunhe said, staring at the densely packed Demon Cultivators with wide eyes.

Chen Nan’s complexion also grew extremely grave: "I finally understand why Yi Mingzi sent us to Ten Thousand Treasures Island; he clearly knows the Demon Sect is about to attack the island, so he sent us here to die!"

With over ten thousand Demon Cultivators, even if only one percent are Golden Core Realm Great Cultivators, there would still be over a hundred.

The sheer number made Chen Nan’s scalp tingle; this was the first time he realized the war between the Demon Sect and the Righteous Alliance was far grander than he imagined.

The Demon Sect’s Flying Boats arrived in front of Ten Thousand Treasures City, with densely packed Demon Cultivators pouring out like dumplings from the Flying Boats, casting fierce gazes at the city.

Although there were a large number of Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators, these cultivators were well-organized, forming teams of hundreds, like an arrowhead, with one person at the forefront.

They used a certain method to consolidate the cultivation of hundreds into the person at the front, allowing Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators to rival those in the Golden Core Realm.

At the forefront in the air were three Golden Core Realm Perfect Cultivators, gazing coldly at the city.

"You can see that we are determined to succeed this time. If you know what’s best, remove the array now, open the city gates, and welcome our arrival!"

The Golden Core Realm Great Perfection Cultivator in the center was an old man with white hair, holding a Bone Staff, shouting towards the city.

To his left was a man with a boastful demeanor, wearing an arrogant, disdainful cold smile.

On the right side of the old man, there was a mesmerizing woman in gauzy attire, every move of hers was captivating.

Faced with the three Golden Core Realm Perfect Cultivators, Xin Zi’s heart grew more desperate; they had no chance of winning this war.

Yet even so, he stood on the city wall, glaring angrily at the Demon Cultivators.

"Remove the array? That’s like opening the sheep pen and letting the wolves in! The Righteous Alliance reinforcements are on their way; soon it will be your death!"

"Obstinate,"

The old man with white hair snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the army of cultivators behind him began attacking the city.

Their first goal was to drain the City Defense Array, thus reckless attacks with magic and Spiritual Artifacts targeted the magic array barrier, causing countless ripples in the golden barrier.

The barrier was very strong and couldn’t be breached in the short term, but Xin Zi was already anxious, as such a large-scale attack would rapidly drain the array.

Unfortunately, the Righteous Alliance recently took away all accumulated cultivation resources from the city, including Spirit Stones.

Therefore, the City Defense Array couldn’t hold for long.

Xin Zi watched various magic blossom like fireworks overhead, his face gray and pale, then turned to Chen Nan and the others and hurriedly approached.

"Lords, I don’t know what misunderstanding you have about me, but I want to ask you to stay; if Ten Thousand Treasures City is breached, everyone in the city will end up in the Demon Cultivators’ Ten Thousand Souls Banner!"

He bowed deeply to Chen Nan and the others, but no one came forward to lift him up.

Because it was apparent to everyone, this time the Demon Sect was fully prepared and would not give them a chance; staying was akin to seeking death.

Xin Zi understood this too, and after receiving no response for a long time, he straightened up, with a disappointed expression, and flew down the city wall.

He was going to gather the city’s cultivators to resist the Demon Cultivators.

"Island Master, rest assured, we won’t leave temporarily."

Chen Nan’s voice came from behind, making Xin Zi spin around suddenly, his eyes filled with tears of gratitude: "Thank you, thank you all!"

Watching Xin Zi leave, Deng Yunhe asked worriedly: "Are we really going to stay? With so many Demon Cultivators, staying is only death."

Ning Yu simply gave a bitter laugh: "Do you think if we leave now, we’ll have a good outcome? Since we arrived on Ten Thousand Treasures Island, our fate has been tightly intertwined with this island."

After contemplating for a moment, Deng Yunhe vented his anger toward the horizon, seemingly envisioning Yi Mingzi’s ugly face: "Yi Mingzi, you beast, if I make it back alive, I’ll surely cut you down!"

After venting, they all turned to look at the Demon Cultivators outside. Deng Yunhe grabbed Daoist Cui and urged: "Old geezer, hurry up and calculate if we’re in danger this time?"

Daoist Cui took out five Copper Coins from his pocket, muttering incantations as he began to divine, the sound of coins clinking together.

Visibly more gray was seen in his temples, with more wrinkles on his face; then, at the last moment, he threw the coins to the ground.

Arranging the coins into an Eight Trigrams pattern, Daoist Cui’s expression was bitter: "Very ominous signs, again nine deaths and one life, with no benefactor to help."

"As for where the glimmer of hope lies, the old Taoist cannot calculate."

Though not the desperate situation of certain death, Deng Yunhe was still anxious, scratching his head: "A glimmer of hope? That’s not enough; we need at least five glimmers for the five of us. Hurry up and calculate again, old geezer."

Daoist Cui glared at him: "The calculations will consume longevity, don’t be too greedy!"

Chen Nan ignored their conversation, standing by the city wall, silently watching the Demon Cultivators outside.

"Jue Mingzi, are we not going back this time?" Ning Yu stood beside him, without much fear.

"We can, I say we can, so we definitely can," Chen Nan said resolutely.

Ning Yu smiled slightly: "You don’t have to comfort me; actually, when I first arrived on the battlefield, I thought of dying. If I can die together with you, it’s fulfilling a wish."

"Don’t say such ominous words." Chen Nan pointed outside: "I genuinely believe there’s hope."

Hearing his words, the others gathered around: "What do you mean?"

"Capture the leader first!"

Chen Nan’s gaze turned to the three Golden Core Realm Perfect Cultivators in the air; if they could eliminate these three, there might indeed be a glimmer of hope.