tkworld Chapter 185 Endless Bloody Battle
Chapter 185 Endless Bloody Battle
Chapter 185: Endless Bloody Battle
The gates of the Cloud Dao Seeking Pagoda opened, and the cultivators closest to it instinctively took a few steps forward, but then abruptly stopped, their eyes filled with caution.
Everyone wanted to be the first to rush in and seize the opportunity, but no one knew what was inside the tower or if there were any unknown dangers. If they were to encounter a malicious formation or be trapped inside and unable to escape, it would be a disaster.
Therefore, it made sense for others to go in first and explore. However, if there were no dangers inside and benefits were easily obtained, wouldn't that mean others would gain an advantage for no reason?
Caught in this dilemma, the numerous cultivators remained motionless, looking at each other, wanting to go in first but also hoping others would go first.
"...Fellow Daoist Long, please!"
"No, no, no, Fellow Daoist Lin, please!"
"We have fewer people and are weaker, so we won't join in the excitement. Please go ahead!"
"Why push back and forth? Let's all go in together. If there are benefits, we can share them!"
"No rush, no rush. We still need to wait for a few fellow cultivators to gather before we go in. Please go ahead!"
...
While thousands of cultivators were still persuading each other and trying to let the other go first, a mass of milky white clouds swiftly flew towards the distant Cloud Dao Seeking Pagoda. Before anyone could react, it crashed into the clear and radiant gate and disappeared.
"Damn it! Someone went in first?"
Everyone was shocked and hurriedly controlled their escape light to follow. They all felt a strong sense of regret. If they had known it was so simple, why did they bother being polite?
Inside the clouds were Qin Muling and the other two. Initially, the senior sisters were worried about the dangers, but based on Qin Muling's intuition for crises, they determined that the troubles inside should not be fatal and decided to take decisive action.
The scenery before them changed rapidly, and when their vision returned to normal, Qin Muling found himself in a space with a radius of over a thousand miles. The two senior sisters were by his side, and the surroundings were empty, with only faint mist floating around. Above their heads, a thick and solid radiance, three thousand zhang high, was as impenetrable as egg whites.
The gate was still there, standing tall about ten miles away.
"Is this it?"
Yu Binghua looked around in confusion, while Cheng Yulan unfurled a plain cloud silk formation flag, and the rolling mist once again concealed their presence.
Qin Muling said, "Let's go to the innermost area and leave this place to them."
He was concerned that there might be unexpected changes later. Those people couldn't fight outside, but it might be different once they entered, so it was better to avoid them for now.
"Alright, let's do that."
Cheng Yulan had no objections, so the three of them continued to delve deeper until they reached the deepest part of this space and stopped.
Qin Muling held onto his two senior sisters and activated his Divine Ability, concealing their presence. A chaotic aura appeared around him, forming a circle of light that enveloped the three of them, along with the formation, erasing all traces.
At this moment, even cultivators who were proficient in the art of divination and calculation would not be able to determine Qin Muling's whereabouts, unless they were stronger than him by three or four realms. However, cultivators above the Immortal Transformation realm could not exert their cultivation in this secret realm, so he was almost completely safe now.
After a few breaths, the distant portal once again emitted a rainbow light, and numerous cultivators rushed in, protecting themselves with Law Treasures. In an instant, the entrance was blocked, and it was impossible to squeeze through.
"...Why is it empty? There's nothing here?"
"What about the first person who entered? Where did they go?"
"Could it be that this is just the outer area? Is there another space inside? Did they go to the next level?"
"It should be like that..."
The cultivators discussed among themselves, their powerful divine senses sweeping around. However, when they came into contact with the radiant light above their heads, their divine senses were instantly suppressed and rendered useless.
Gradually, more and more cultivators entered and filled the entire space.
Some of the cultivators who had entered earlier couldn't help but try to attack with their Law Treasures or Divine Abilities, hoping to stir up some movement. Thunder and sword lights flashed alternately, but nothing happened.
In an instant, a series of terrifying thunderous roars resounded, and before everyone could react, the portal disappeared in a violent flash of light.
"We're trapped?!"
Voices filled with shock and anger rang out, and numerous cultivators madly rushed towards the previous entrance. But how could they find a trace of the portal?
Then, strands of colorful rainbow light appeared out of thin air, spreading like flowing mercury, quickly filling every corner and turning this place into a dazzling and enchanting world.
If a cultivator accidentally touched the rainbow light, they would be instantly struck by lightning, causing their reaction speed to become sluggish and dull, and their fellow disciples calling out to them would have no effect.
Moreover, this rainbow light was almost omnipresent, and no Law Treasure or Divine Ability could resist it. Before the cultivators could come up with a countermeasure, it had already enveloped everyone present, including Qin Muling and his two senior sisters hiding in the corner.
The surrounding scenery quietly changed, and the countless figures of cultivators gradually faded away, leaving only an endless golden desert in sight, with rolling sandstorms obscuring the sky.
Qin Muling's expression became solemn as he looked around. He realized that his two senior sisters had disappeared, but he could still sense their presence nearby through the special perception from the Innate Primordial Spirit Seed. They hadn't moved.
Before he could figure out the situation, a black line appeared on a distant sand dune, causing his expression to change instantly.
Those were the descendants of the Demon Race, surging like a tide. They didn't seem very strong, with most of them at the level of Profound Comprehension Realm, Core Condensation Realm, or Infant Formation Realm. However, their numbers were astonishingly large, and the overwhelming murderous aura almost dispersed the clouds in the sky.
How could there be descendants of the Demon Race in this mysterious Grotto-Heaven? And in such terrifying numbers? Could it be...
Qin Muling didn't have time to think further. The chaotic starlight emerged all over his body, spreading within a radius of ten zhang. Wherever it passed, the space shattered like soap bubbles. Cheng Yulan and Yu Binghua's figures reappeared by his side, and their dazed and confused eyes quickly regained clarity.
However, the dark and oppressive Demon Race descendants' legion in the distance was about to charge forward. Cheng Yulan didn't have time to speak and quickly waved her hand, summoning a twelve-sided battle flag and a main formation plate surrounded by auspicious light. In the blink of an eye, a deadly formation had taken shape, covering an area of thousands of zhangs around them.
As she manipulated her spiritual technique, a thunderous sound erupted from the ground, and rolling red clouds appeared, obscuring the trio's movements.
"This time, a bloody battle is inevitable!" Qin Muling furrowed her brows. With so many Demon Race descendants, it wouldn't be easy to kill them all.
Cheng Yulan didn't mind, saying, "It's okay. Those guys outside will only have a harder time than us. If I'm not mistaken, once their numbers decrease to a certain extent, the siege of the Demon Race descendants will likely stop."
"That's good to hear."
Qin Muling breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the senior sisters had been in the cultivation world for many years and had much more experience in exploring and seeking opportunities than she did.
During their exchange, the first wave of Demon Race descendants had already rushed into the range of the formation. Instantly, the wind howled and lightning crackled, with countless violent thunderbolts and burning meteorites falling from the sky, causing a series of explosions wherever they landed, shaking the earth.
The continuous screams of agony echoed one after another, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of Demon Race descendants were killed by thunderbolts and meteorites, their bodies turning into dust.
The set of formation tools used by the second senior sister was a High Grade Law Treasure, and when combined into a formation, its power was even more terrifying. It was already close to the level of a top-grade Law Treasure, making it easy to deal with these relatively weak creatures.
However, this did not deter the ferocity of the other creatures behind them. More Demon Race descendants let out strange and hoarse roars, rushing into the formation without fear of death, coming in waves as if they had an unrelenting hatred towards the trio.
Qin Muling and Yu Binghua were not idle either. They controlled their flying swords to kill, specifically targeting the higher-level individuals among the creatures. The long and bright sword light, spanning over a hundred zhangs, transformed into agile dragons and startled swans, shuttling back and forth inside and outside the formation, leaving behind a mix of severed limbs and black and blue blood splattering everywhere.
In less than half an hour, the number of Demon Race descendants who perished in the formation had already exceeded one hundred thousand, their bodies incinerated into ashes. However, countless Demon Race descendants in the sand sea outside continued to surge forward like madmen, their numbers seemingly endless.
Moreover, their average strength was gradually increasing. Initially, they were only at the Profound Comprehension Realm and Core Condensation Realm, but later, individuals at the Divine Spirit Realm and Perfected Being Realm began to appear, and their numbers gradually increased.
Cheng Yulan continued to manipulate her spiritual technique, fully operating the formation. Red flames in the shape of Lingzhi mushrooms surged out from underground, quickly connecting into one, forming a thick layer of molten lava purgatory. As long as the Demon Race descendants touched it, they would be turned into charred ashes by the terrifying high temperature, without exception.
An hour passed, two hours passed...
When the third hour arrived, the number of Demon Race descendants attacking the outer perimeter of the formation had not decreased at all. However, their average strength had reached the level of the True Self Realm, and individuals at the Heart Demon Realm and Destiny Realm also appeared from time to time.
Although the killing power of the formation remained sharp and terrifying, Cheng Yulan's consumption of spiritual energy had noticeably increased. Her actual cultivation level was at the peak of the Origin Immortal realm, and her spiritual energy was far superior to that of ordinary Immortal Transformation realm cultivators. However, she still felt the pressure gradually increasing. As for Yu Binghua, her actual cultivation level was only at the Immortal Ascension realm.
Fortunately, they were supported by the spiritual resonance of their junior brother within their bodies, and their recovery ability was far superior to that of the same level of monstrous geniuses. For the time being, they were not in danger of being unable to continue.
The defensive power of the scales on the bodies of the Demon Race descendants at the Heart Demon Realm and Destiny Realm levels was already equivalent to that of a Treasure Weapon. Unless they hit a vital spot, it was not so easy for Qin Muling to kill them with her Law Treasure-grade flying sword.
"I wonder how those guys outside are doing?" Qin Muling muttered to herself. She had her special trump card, and the cultivation levels of the two senior sisters were strong enough, so they still had some strength left. But as for the cultivators outside, it was hard to say.
I don't know how long this slaughter will continue. It would be considered good if even one percent of the tens of thousands of cultivators can survive in the end, right?
At this moment, the cultivators in the Cloud Dao Seeking Pagoda are indeed in a very dangerous situation.
Most of them have only reached the True Self Realm or the Heart Demon Realm. Under the endless onslaught of the Demon Race descendants, how long can they hold on even if they give it their all and stick together?
Moreover, it's not something that just anyone can do to see through the illusions, join forces with their fellow disciples, and fight against the enemy.
Many cultivators are actually fighting alone, and they were basically eliminated in the second or third round of attacks, disappearing within the Cloud Dao Seeking Pagoda. The remaining cultivators who are still struggling are actually enduring with all their might.
"...Where did these freaks come from? It's really troublesome!"
In a circular formation, Su Zhengji's face was gloomy as he squinted his eyes, staring fixedly at the Demon Race descendants who were attacking frantically outside. From time to time, he waved his hand, scattering a large number of dark blade rays that penetrated the densest area of those anomalies like smoke and mist, and then spread out lightly.
Wherever the blade rays passed, the bodies of the Demon Race descendants suddenly stiffened, and numerous fine wounds appeared on their bodies. Dark green blood spurted out rapidly, followed by shattering into countless small pieces of flesh that scattered on the ground.
The circular formation was composed of thousands of disciples from the Shadow Assassin Temple. Under the command of a group of sealers, they cooperated seamlessly, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, cold-blooded and efficient in harvesting the lives of these Demon Race descendants.
The bodies in the peripheral area had already piled up like mountains. Occasionally, powerful Divine Ability spells were used to incinerate and clean up the corpses in order to not affect the slaughter.
As for the other two thousand plus disciples of the Shadow Assassin Temple, due to their low cultivation and limited talent, they were completely unable to see through the illusions and join forces with them. They could only fight individually, and by now, they were probably already exhausted and eliminated.
As for the severity of the punishment for those who were eliminated, it is still unknown at the moment. However, Su Zhengji knew very well that with the notorious reputation of the Shadow Assassin Temple, once a wounded and isolated disciple was discovered outside, it would be almost impossible to survive.
"Elder Su, this can't go on like this."
A sealer beside him frowned and said that if these anomalies continued to besiege endlessly, everyone would eventually have to stay here and couldn't escape with their lives.
Many disciples were already showing signs of physical and spiritual exhaustion, unable to continue. At most, if they dragged on for a while longer, there would be a large-scale reduction in numbers, and the consequences could be imagined.
Su Zhengji's face turned ashen. "Then what should we do?"
"Perhaps we can try a different approach and study how to break the restrictions of this tower? If we understand the mysteries of its formation, the problem can be solved."
Su Zhengji's expression changed slightly, and after thinking about it, he shook his head. "It's too late. We don't have any masters who are proficient in the way of formations here. What chance do we have?"
"Regardless of whether it works or not, let's give it a try, it can't hurt, right?"
"Fine, you guys figure it out yourselves."
Su Zhengji impatiently said. He had the token for sacrificing oneself, so he wasn't worried about the risk of dying. If it really didn't work, he could just leave. But his subordinates were a different story. It's possible that they would really die or be seriously injured, and how would he explain it to the Lord of the Temple when he returned?
That chapter can't be retrieved, it can only be rewritten. There will be an update before dawn.
(End of this chapter)