Yinshan Record

Chapter 389 The carefully laid plans reveal true defeat (Part 1)
Su Che was led by Yu Chen, and the other Core Formation cultivators climbed a high mountain together.

Everyone was a cultivator, led by Yu Chen. Although they did not use the means of flying, they were still skilled in lightness and could cover several feet in one step. In no time, they reached the top of the mountain.

The mountaintop was covered in lush green grass and wildflowers in bud, but none of the group had any interest in appreciating the scenery; they were all looking down from the summit.

In the valley not far below the mountain, troops bearing the banner of Daliang were clearly defending against enemies on all sides.

A group of men with white turbans tied around their heads attacked from behind, cutting off their path, while another group blocked their way.

Many archers were lying in ambush in the mountains and forests on both sides, firing arrows here and there. Every now and then, several soldiers of the imperial court would be hit by arrows and let out cries of pain.

The Liang troops were only in a state of panic for a moment, but they were still well-trained imperial soldiers. Soon, swordsmen with shields raised high stood on both sides of the formation, and spearmen raised their spears high. The front ranks stopped, and the rear ranks moved forward.

The original long, single-file marching formation was transformed into a circular array under the guidance of military orders.

Yu Chen stood atop the mountain, waving a folding fan, a smile playing on his lips. He turned to look at Su Che.

"What does Mr. Liu think of this imperial army?"

"I am not knowledgeable in military strategy, but I can roughly tell that although the imperial army is well-positioned in its advances and retreats and its response is flawless, it is still nothing more than a bunch of chickens and dogs." Su Che looked at Yu Chen: "If the Alliance Leader is willing, I am willing to charge into battle."

A force composed mainly of ordinary people like this can only bully suddenly rebellious civilians on the battlefield. They might not even be able to gain an advantage against a powerful bandit who has taken over a mountain stronghold.

Even without using the skills of a master of the Rejuvenation Pill realm, Su Che, with his current ordinary methods as "Liu Yidao," could easily break through an army single-handedly, let alone make seven in-and-out runs.

Of course, this is excluding the Imperial Censor who led the army.

"If Mr. Liu intends to set things right, there is no need to rush. I have already made all the necessary arrangements. Li Yizhen has stayed in the Southern Dynasty for too long. Leisure and wealth are the greatest enemies of cultivators. He has lost the spiritual brilliance he had when he was being hunted down by Yuwen Rui. He is not far from his death."

Yu Chen looked down at Li Yizhen with eyes full of sorrow.

now.

Li Yizhen looked up at the sky above. It was a bright, clear day, with a few white clouds. The bird-man surrounded by crows looked utterly repulsive.

Below the Alliance Leader Yu Chen, the Great River Alliance also has four Rejuvenation Elders, who are collectively known as "Mountain Crow Iron Crane".

Elder Yue Luan, known as "Mountain," is the chief steward of the alliance, overseeing all matters, large and small, and is the best assistant to the alliance leader, Yu Chen.

Elder "Raven" Leng Ancheng is responsible for spying on secrets and keeping an eye on enemy movements. He is Yu Chen's confidant.

Elder Jin Li, known as "Iron," is in charge of the Punishment Hall and serves as the elder in charge of punishments within the alliance. Although he has a poor relationship with the alliance leader, Yu Chen, he is a senior figure in the Great River Alliance. He is known for his impartiality, fairness, and is highly respected by the independent cultivators within the alliance.

Elder Qin Ruoxu, known as "Crane," served as the Guest Elder, traveling extensively for the Great River Alliance to cultivate good relationships.
The bird-man flying overhead, surrounded by a flock of crows, was none other than Leng Ancheng, one of the crows and iron cranes.

Leng An, short and thin as a skull, floated among the crows.

He wailed throughout his life, his cries sounding like the mournful cawing of a crow.

"Li Yizhen, I'm going to kill you today. I wonder what benefits Yuwen Rui will give me."

benefit?

"Once I cut off your head, you'll know where the benefits lie."

Li Yizhen chuckled softly, took out a bone flute from her sleeve, and began to play it softly.

The flute's melody was mournful, as if a woman were weeping in the night.

The sound waves, solid as a tangible substance, shot straight up to Leng Ancheng in the sky, causing the dark crows around him to fling their feathers and fall to the ground one by one.

"Old Li, your voice is even noisier than ours!"

Leng Ancheng rode the whirlwind and roared down. The dark crows around him were his carefully raised spirit pets, with iron feathers and steel beaks, possessing unique power. They were fed with his heart's blood and had a spiritual connection with him.

Leng Ancheng's aura merged with the dark crows, making him appear like a storm as he charged straight down at Li Yizhen.

"Little tricks."

Li Yizhen gently chanted the incantation, waved his hand, and the earth in front of him tore apart under the pull of his magic power, swirling up countless sand and rocks, which solidified into a flowing wall in front of him.

Leng Ancheng transformed into a whirlwind and collided with the sand wall, instantly producing a tooth-grinding sound. It was the two Rejuvenation Pill masters using the simplest method to forcefully clash their magical power against each other.

Sand and rocks exploded, scattering in all directions. This caused immense suffering for the two thousand men behind Li Yizhen. Countless were struck by the rocks and fell to the ground instantly, while others had parts torn off their bodies, leaving them mangled. A few with cultivation levels managed to dodge and maneuver, managing to survive. It was a pity that these two thousand imperial soldiers hadn't even truly engaged the rebels before being decimated by the aftershocks of the battle between two True Core Formations.

"Old Li, I've heard you're skilled in beast taming. Why don't you show me a few? How do your lousy birds compare to our divine crows?"

The cold, dark wind howled incessantly, but Li Yizhen opened the leopard skin pouch at her waist, and something flew out quietly amidst the chaos of the battle.

This creature was no bigger than a fist, with six strange wings like throwing knives growing from its back, and its four legs like iron cones. It floated lightly in the air, like a bolt of dark lightning.

The thing transformed into a beam of light, bypassed Leng Yan, and became a black crow, instantly arriving beside him.

Su Che stood on the mountain and watched. When he saw Li Yizhen make a move, he knew that Li Yizhen must have a way to defend against the enemy.

It would be a joke if the renowned Imperial Censor Xingyou, a mortal enemy of the Grand Tutor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, couldn't even withstand a wandering martial arts cultivator.

Li Yizhen coldly observed Leng Ancheng above, then gently gestured with her hand.
"Come die."

Leng Ancheng turned his head and saw that a ferocious moth had somehow appeared in front of him. He quickly shook his robe, and the dark Taoist robe immediately spread out to cover him. However, he was a moment too late. The ferocious moth had already flown to Leng Ancheng's hand and immediately bit him.

With one bite, Leng Ancheng's side remained unchanged, but the ferocious moth shook its strange, knife-like wings, fell to the ground, and died, instantly turning into a puddle of dirty water.

Those ferocious moths were clearly some kind of poisonous creatures raised by Li Yizhen, a means to deal with cultivators like Leng Ancheng.

"not good."

Su Che looked at it and called out.

"Flying snake mites. People say Li Yi is proficient in the Gu arts of the Southern Wilderness, but I didn't believe it. I never thought he could even raise these flying snake mites."

Yu Chen, however, was not in a hurry and instead clapped his hands in admiration.

"Elder Leng's defeat this time was not unjust. The Flying Serpent Mite is a poisonous creature used to deal with experts in the Core Formation stage. It takes three to five years of hard work to raise one. Once poisoned, the worm dies, but the strange poison is difficult to remove. It seems that Li Yizhen has other methods."

Yu Chen looked at Śikṣānanda beside him and said, "We may need the Crown Prince's help later."

Siksananda, whose cultivation had greatly increased, was about to try out his newly acquired techniques when he responded from the side.

"Alliance Leader, please don't stand on ceremony. Just give your orders."

"If this matter is accomplished, I will certainly build temples and pagodas in Wenning County, so that the Crown Prince can greatly promote Buddhism in the Central Plains."

As Yu Chen spoke, he looked up at Elder Leng in the sky.

Leng Ancheng's face immediately turned purplish-blue, his tongue swelled up and stuck out, hanging down on his chest like some kind of purple beard.

He managed to maintain his last shred of composure, and with a surge of wind, he prepared to fly away.

But Li Yizhen wouldn't let him have his way. He urged his six-tusked war elephant and immediately gave the order, releasing more than a hundred striped tigers from the army formation, who then used the momentum to launch a surprise attack.

The more than one hundred striped tigers were all trained by him for many years, and almost all of them had the cultivation level of the eighth rank. Their leaps and bounds immediately made up for the lack of elite troops in the imperial army.

Li Yizhen placed the bone flute to his lips and blew it. The roars of the tiger-beasts were like a torrent, rushing straight towards the White Turban Army in front.

These White Turban Army soldiers were just civilians who had been trained for a few days. They had never seen such methods before. They trembled with fear. The smarter and braver ones ran away immediately, while the weaker ones just collapsed on the ground and waited to die.

Su Che looked towards the other side, the leader of the Great River Alliance. Now was a good opportunity to kill him.

However, Su Che was more curious about why Yu Chen's White Turban Army, which was now facing certain defeat, still seemed so calm and collected.

Just as the White Turban Army was about to collapse completely, a deafening tiger roar suddenly resounded in the sky.

A powerful demon appeared before the White Turban Army's formation at some unknown time. As he released his aura, the tigers immediately stopped and became as docile as cats.

Dushan Jun.

The demon king, who had been farming in the Xuan Mountain for many years, suddenly appeared at the front of the battle. With a roar, he made the beasts hesitate and unable to move forward.

He used some unknown method, and his body suddenly swelled, his eyes radiating a powerful light.

"Die!"

(End of this chapter)