Chapter 650 - 650 635 The Breath of the Heavenly Monarch

650: Chapter 635 The Breath of the Heavenly Monarch 650: Chapter 635 The Breath of the Heavenly Monarch “Draw allies into the quagmire?”

When Yu Zhong heard the plans to expand the affiliated families’ ranks of Golden Pill Monks, regardless of their reliability, his face showed hesitation and uncertainty.

These Patriarchs of Nascent Soul,

truly do not regard the lives of Golden Pill Monks as lives at all!

If a Golden Pill Monk is willing to rebel, that would be a cause for universal joy.

But if they are unwilling, or even go so far as to report to a higher authority, and die as a result, it’s still a good outcome.

One less Cultivator to sustain the Formation Method, which is a benefit no matter how one looks at it.

When he heard about the reward for the top three contributors being the Hei Clan’s Nascent Soul Cultivation Method…

“Did the Immortal really say that?!!”

Yu Zhong’s voice suddenly rose, uncontrollable, his pupils dilating, “Wei fellow daoist, are you deceiving me?

I have heard that the Immortal’s promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and what he despises most is people going against the rules he has set.”

If someone else had said this, it wouldn’t matter.

For example, the claims of the Righteous-Demonic Alliance about this or that person, offering Nascent Soul Opportunity, Nascent Soul Cultivation Methods, as well as a vast amount of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures.

Some are tempted.

But the vast majority of Cultivators are outwardly respectful yet scornful in their hearts, not even giving it a glance.

And for good reason.

Throughout history, the twenty-eight families of the Northern Plains have made such promises countless times, in fact, even the Yu Family itself has encountered this once, not to mention other families.

And what was the result?

All kinds of seemingly reasonable excuses, no Nascent Soul Opportunity, no Nascent Soul Cultivation Method, not to mention that they were almost killed.

Because their power was far too great among the Golden Pill Monks, they were envied by their own clan’s Cultivators.

But Immortal Tushan is different!

His avatar, at the gates of the Luoxu Clan, fulfilled all the promises made to everyone, whether it involved Cultivation Methods, fourth-order Elixirs, or the legacies of fantastic treasures that even two of the Elites desperately sought after, risking their lives.

He gave them everything, no more, no less.

Fully in accord with the promises he once made.

As hundreds of Golden Pill Monks safely returned, their tales rapidly spread far and wide through their own words.

Those who survived all grew significantly stronger, becoming the envy of fellow daoists around them, which further accelerated the spread of their deeds.

Even Yu Zhong himself learned of these matters through a close friend, his heart full of longing.

“The Patriarch indeed spoke of this matter,”

Wei Qingqing, looking at the family rival before her who was overwhelmed with emotion, felt uncomfortable, yet she replied.

The one who had just lifted the Spirit Soul Restrictions on her was not someone to be trifled with.

Her own beauty was not likely to make him hesitate even for a fraction of a moment to swing the sword at her neck.

“The Immortal is truly filled with compassion and mercy!”

“What a despicable and shameless villain I am, to actually dare to doubt the Immortal?

This is my misdeed!!”

Yu Zhong no longer harbored any thoughts of hesitation in his heart and fervently said, “I will immediately persuade my familiar friends and call upon them to overthrow the evil Hei Clan.”

“What of the life and death of a mere Golden Pill?”

“Right, since the Immortal has come this far, where is the old thief Divine Crow?

He must have fled with severe injuries…

No!

That old thief is definitely dead; that’s what I will tell my friends.”

Yu Zhong’s Divine Sense scattered, he began to talk nonsense.

Without waiting for an answer from Wei Qingqing, he disconnected his Divine Sense to look for Golden Pill Monks who might harbour thoughts of rebellion.

“This damned old thing!”

Wei Qingqing felt her sense of urgency intensify, leaving behind evidence of Yu Zhong’s treachery, and hurriedly went on to contact the next Golden Pill Monk.

One becomes two, two become four, four become…

Driven by the prospect of a reliable Nascent Soul Opportunity, many affiliated family Golden Pill Monks spread the message with nearly insane efficiency, reaching almost everyone within moments.

Outwardly, things seemed exceptionally calm.

Each dependent Golden Pill Monk meticulously carried out the direct lineage Golden Pill’s orders, pouring in Mana and Divine Sense, extremely respectful and without any pretexts for delay.

Of course, appearances and true intentions are not always the same.

Without certainty, without fully assessing the situation, or unless there is a turn of events externally, outward appearances are mere facades from beginning to end.

…

Two days had passed, and Jiang Ding opened his eyes, a killing intent flashed briefly and was gone.

“It’s time.”

Jiang Ding flickered, commanding his Flying Sword to once again enter the attack range of Beast Spirit Immortal City.

Without a word, a straight sword split the sky and clouds, thunderously crashing down.

Boom!

The Black Feather Heavenly God Slaughter Ten Thousand Spirits Formation shook unstably, with vast amounts of Spiritual Light collapsing.

Within the city, the ground shook, and the stone-paved streets cracked.

Houses, fortified by magic, collapsed like tofu, and a great number of cultivators fled in terror.

This sword strike was upright and forthright.

Its power was several times greater than before!

“How is this possible?”

Hei Chengxiu, who was in charge of the Formation Method and always on guard, suffered backlash from the formation, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, and exclaimed in loss of composure.

In his perception of the formation, this sword strike seemed the same as the previous ones, showing no difference, yet it had caused colossal damage to the formation.

It instantly exceeded his understanding, leaving him panicked and flustered.

“This strike has hit a flaw in the formation!”

Shang Sanwu, who was also assisting with controlling the Formation Method, had traveled far and wide, seen much of the world, and now felt his scalp tingle with anxiety, “Just how powerful has his Formation Dao become?”

“Even though formations have flaws, all things have flaws, and nothing is absolutely perfect, such fleeting moments can’t even be tracked instantaneously by an Immortal of Nascent Soul!”

“How could it be so easy?!”

The surrounding Golden Pill Monks were filled with dread.

Many from the Shang Clan’s Golden Pill rank even began to consider retreating; helping was one thing, but fighting to the death for a clan that wasn’t their own was too much to ask.

Clang!

In the skies, another slash of Blue-Gold Sword Light tore through the heavens.

The billowing black smoke enshrouding Beast Spirit Immortal City under the Black Feather Heavenly God Slaughter Ten Thousand Spirits Formation was cleaved away, creating a dead zone that stretched for miles within the eternally night-filled Domain.

No matter how the surrounding black smoke roiled and struck, attempting to mend the breach, it was in vain.

This night sky was the domain of the Black Feather Heavenly God Slaughter Ten Thousand Spirits Formation!

Equivalent to a Nascent Soul Monk’s Domain, it was relied upon to control and channel the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi!

Now breached, the formation’s aura began to fall, and even if Spirit Stones were poured in like mountains and seas, they could not fully restore it, as human effort couldn’t match the power of Heaven and Earth.

“If this continues, we’ll all die!”

“Fight with all we’ve got, fight!”

Hei Chengxiu and the surrounding direct lineage Golden Pill Cultivators of the Hei Clan locked eyes, all steeled their hearts, began burning their Essence Blood to substantially elevate their own strength, and to reinforce their control over the formation.

“Unseal!”

“The Heavenly Monarch divine blood bestowed by our ancestors!

Unseal!”

The Hei Clan’s direct lineage Golden Pill Monks roared in unison, their eyes fierce and ferocious.

Screech!

Screech, screech!

The divine and majestic Black Crows that were birthed within the array patterns of Beast Spirit Immortal City revealed a drop of dark red blood on their foreheads, shrieked sharply, and flapped their wings, as their legs elongated.

They actually stood erect, transformed into supreme and terrifying demons with pitch-black scale armor, wings on their backs, and bird-headed human bodies.

With sinister black and blood-red eyes, the demon exuded a terrifying and fierce aura, staring intently at the young man in blue not far away.

“Insects…”

With a rub of his hands, the entirety of Beast Spirit Immortal City shook violently, countless black-red malevolent auras surged from everywhere, converging in his hands to form a Phoenix Wing Gold-Melting Halberd teeming with deadly energy.

“Annihilate!”

The bird-headed demon swung the Phoenix Wing Gold-Melting Halberd, flapped its wings, and with its physical body, it forcefully broke through space, disappearing from sight.