Chapter 1661: 129 Zhongsheng Continent Battle Zhong_2

Chapter 1661: Chapter 129 Zhongsheng Continent Battle Zhong_2

The frequent battles with the True Martial Cultivators over the past thirty years have added a hint of bloodlust to her originally cold demeanor:

“The Dragon Transformation Pool is powerful… but this is the Zhongsheng Continent! Zhongsheng Continent also has means of defense!”

Zhao Feng nodded slightly, quickly arranging the next steps:

“The two old Palace Masters of your palace are far more powerful than us. Later, we will form a formation to blockade with all our might, while also guarding against other methods of the Dragon Transformation Pool and the True Martial Cultivators, including that Martial Ancestor. The two old Palace Masters should strike quickly to eliminate these Class V True Martial Cultivators. Once their combat power is dismantled, it’s like a strong dragon losing its head, unable to continue!”

Qin Lingxiao nodded.

This was something they had previously agreed upon together.

He quickly transmitted the message onwards.

While the two were swiftly planning, the True Martial Cultivators surrounded by cultivators also keenly sensed the coming crisis.

“There’s no time to worry about the insider now!”

“Nor about where they emerged from!”

“The only strategy now is to fight!”

The withered old man, Northern King, looked fierce at this moment, his haggard face showing a hint of savagery!

Having come this far from being a mere mortal, how could he be someone who only knows how to survive by any means?

Now suddenly thrust into a desperate situation, it actually triggered the innate madness and bloodthirstiness within him!

He shouted loudly, instantly calming all the True Martial Cultivators.

Like a backbone, it made all the True Martial Cultivators obey simultaneously.

“These cultivators, pampered as they are, what do they know about slaughter?!”

His eyes filled with blood, the Northern King looked fierce and intimidating:

“Focus on one spot, beat them till they’re scared, till they’re scattered!”

“Yes!”

In unison, united in will, Blood Energy soared into the sky!

In an instant, the momentum changed as Blood Energy seemed to converge on a few people, increasing their ferocity!

Thanks to the large number of Class IV True Martial Cultivators, their momentum was not in the least inferior to the surrounding cultivators, perhaps even more so!

“Kill!”

“Forward!”

The withered old man roared.

‘Attack!’

A Class IV True Martial Cultivator took the lead in charging towards the cultivators surrounding them.

Zzz!

A flash of electricity struck in an instant, landing on the head of this Class IV True Martial Cultivator, who didn’t even have the time to grunt before turning to ashes!

However, the cultivators didn’t have the chance to rejoice, for the tragic death of a comrade instead spurred the bloodlust of these True Martial Cultivators, they were not intimidated. Instead, their hearts surged with blood energy, gathering towards the Northern King, Giant King, and others.

“Die for me!”

A massive figure, though lanky, with a bear-like skeletal frame, the Giant King swung twin hammers forged of Blood Energy, leaping into the sky and crashing down on the formation-guarding cultivator below!

These formation-guarding cultivators were just a Nascent Soul Cultivator, and seeing this god-like or demon-like Giant King, their imposing manner shrank, with a tinge of fear in their eyes.

Whoosh—

“Let me face you!”

A verdant sword-light suddenly slashed out from within the Formation at an extremely clever angle!

Boom!

The Giant King promptly raised his hammer in defense!

However, this sword-light sliced through the Blood Hammer as easily as a heated knife through snow.

The Giant King’s face changed.

“Giant King, don’t panic, I’ll help you!”

A figure flew forward, wielding a long spear, and struck fiercely at the verdant sword-light!

Soon, several more figures descended, each using their own techniques.

In an instant, the verdant sword-light was hard-pressed and had to retreat back into the Formation.

Zzz!

Streaks of electricity immediately blocked the pursuing True Martial Cultivators from all sides of the formation.

It still couldn’t stop the ferocious charge of these numerous True Martial Cultivators.

Although, due to the Formation, cultivators could quickly receive support, thus no one perished, it still caused the Formation to tremble violently.

“They need to maintain the Formation, and can’t spare any manpower!”

A Class V True Martial Cultivator shouted.

No sooner had these words been spoken than a cold female voice came:

“Who said there’s no manpower!”

Upon hearing this voice, the True Martial Cultivators’ expressions abruptly changed!

Before the words were finished, two female figures, one dressed in purple and the other in red, came whistling in.

“Weichi Shu!”

“Weichi Lian!”

Seeing these two women who bore a ninety percent resemblance in appearance, even the most battle-crazed True Martial Cultivators were jolted awake.

None of them, several Class V True Martial Cultivators have already perished at the hands of these two!

“The Dragon Transformation Pool… why hasn’t the Dragon Transformation Pool been activated yet?!”

The True Martial Cultivators finally realized the problem and cried out anxiously.

However, in the eastern sky, the Dragon Transformation Pool that was supposed to appear did not.

“This is where your fate ends!”

Weichi Shu, clad in purple, let out a cold laugh. Before the words were finished, the purple Cloud Sleeve extended like a water snake towards these True Martial Cultivators!

The once cohesive True Martial Cultivators were quickly scattered.

Several Class V True Martial Cultivators, who couldn’t dodge in time, were directly wrapped by this Cloud Sleeve. The force of Yuanci almost took form and transformed into a large blade, aiming straight for their heads!

This is also one of the few weaknesses of the Class V True Martial Cultivators. Although their physical bodies are strong, once their heads are cut off, they lose control over their bodies, and on the battlefield, losing control of one’s body leads to a predictable outcome.

Crack!

Two Class V True Martial Cultivators were directly sliced to death by the Yuanci force within the Cloud Sleeve!

“King An!”

“Brave King!”

The True Martial Cultivators couldn’t help but cry out in grief, then shouted in sorrow and anger:

“Dragon Transformation Pool! Why is the Dragon Transformation Pool not here!”

“Supreme Dragon Transformation, damn you!”

…

In the sky.

Supreme Dragon Transformation watched the fierce battle below with an unpleasant expression.

Unable to resist, he raised his head, looking at the bearded old man standing silently with his hands behind his back in front of him.

He finally couldn’t help but speak:

“Martial Ancestor, why won’t you let me suppress these cultivators? These are Class V True Martial Cultivators that were painstakingly… cultivated!”

The old man in front had broad shoulders, his hair was white and disheveled, like a lion haphazardly draped over his shoulders.

Upon hearing Supreme Dragon Transformation’s puzzled question, he did not speak.

Supreme Dragon Transformation could only hear his calm, cold voice, as deep and chilling as an abyss:

“Wait a bit longer.”

Supreme Dragon Transformation felt even more anxious:

“Martial Ancestor, if we wait any longer, our efforts could all end here!”

Crack!

From the old man’s burly and broad body, a sudden thunderous sound of flesh and bones erupted.

Then he slowly turned his head, his sharp, cold eyes like an eagle’s, fixed tightly on Supreme Dragon Transformation:

“Aren’t you an Artifact Spirit?”

“Why do you care so much about them?”

“I…”

Supreme Dragon Transformation met the old man’s eyes, his heart skipped, and the words that almost spilled out were swallowed back, forcing a smile:

“I just want to help you unify the Little Cang World as soon as possible… If they’re all dead, it would be much more troublesome if you later want to conquer the Fenglin Continent.”

He thought his usual method of changing the subject might work, but this time, the old man continued to stare at him, as if trying to see through him, making Supreme Dragon Transformation feel as though he was on pins and needles.

After a long time, the old man finally opened his mouth:

“Is it really just that?”

Hearing the hint of relaxation in the other’s tone, Supreme Dragon Transformation immediately felt relieved and quickly nodded:

“Of course, or what else could an Artifact Spirit do?”

The old man looked at him, slowly revealing a cryptic smile, nodding:

“Indeed, what can an Artifact Spirit do?”

“Hehehe.”

Supreme Dragon Transformation timely displayed a silly smile.

The old man withdrew his gaze, turning back to look at the fallen figures below.

Unbeknownst to Supreme Dragon Transformation, deep within his eyes, a deep sorrow and pain flashed by:

“Perhaps this is for the best… better to die on the battlefield than to die by my hand after occupying Zhongsheng Continent…”

“My time is running out.”

“The teacher granted me a life of seven hundred years, and now… it’s nearly at its end.”

“Class VI…”

He sighed deeply in his heart.

This barrier, even with the aid of the Class VI Sea Pearl that defies fate, he still couldn’t break through.

He faintly felt that he needed a battle, a fierce and exhilarating battle, which might allow him to make a breakthrough.

But before that, he wanted to clear all obstacles for the future of mortals… including the True Martial Cultivators themselves!

“Teacher, let me prove that my path is the right one…”

As he looked downward, a faint image of an ordinary-faced young cultivator seemed to appear in his vision.

He couldn’t help but mock himself:

“An illusion… The next time I see you, I must formally apologize with confession.”

With these thoughts.

He didn’t notice the thoughtful and cold glint that flashed deep within Supreme Dragon Transformation’s lowered eyes behind him.