UGB Chapter 1806 I'm a coward, I'm leaving!
Chapter 1806 I'm a coward, I'm leaving!
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The burly-faced bull demon nodded, his expression darkening.
"received.
However, I don't plan to leave now.
He looked at the seahorse cultivator's puzzled expression and said in a deep voice:
"Brother Ma, you and I both know that this battle will be extremely dangerous."
Moreover, as time goes on, the powerful members of the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan will inevitably launch a large-scale extermination campaign, creating a perilous situation.
But you should know that the greater the danger, the greater the potential reward!
He pointed to the chaotic battlefield below.
And the shimmering light from the storage bags and magical artifacts left behind by the fallen cultivators:
"Neither of our bloodlines are considered top-tier in the clan, and we receive limited cultivation resources on a daily basis."
If we want to go further on the path to immortality in the future, we will ultimately have to fight for ourselves and cannot place all our hopes on the support of the clan.
This chaotic battlefield is the best opportunity for us to seize resources and fight for a chance to advance!
If we cower and retreat now, we may find ourselves unable to even find a chance to fight for our lives in the future!
The seahorse demon listened to its companion's words, its expression shifting uncertainly as it watched the streaks of light disappearing into the distance.
He glanced again at the unclaimed resources nearby, and finally gritted his teeth, a resolute look on his face:
"it is good!
Brother Niu, you're right!
Find wealth in danger!
Then I'll go crazy with you this once!
"As long as we don't die, we will not leave before we have obtained enough food and resources to advance further!"
"Alright!" The bull demon grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.
"A word is settled!"
"Whoever backs down first is a little dog!"
The two demons immediately and swiftly cleaned up the battlefield, quickly dividing up the storage bag of the black-armored demon they had just killed and the damaged black-gold armor.
however,
Just as they finished distributing the spoils and were preparing to look for their next target—
-boom!
A somewhat chaotic but far superior pressure swept in from afar like a storm!
Looking in, they saw a streak of light, crooked yet incredibly fast, hurtling toward them.
The two little demons felt a sudden jolt in their hearts, and their expressions changed drastically.
"not good!
It's the aura of a Nascent Soul stage demon!
The seahorse demon let out a low growl, and all its muscles tensed instantly.
The being within the escaping light possessed extremely unstable demonic energy fluctuations, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.
Even the aura they occasionally emitted was weaker than that of these two late-stage demon core cultivators.
The light that had been emitted also appeared dim and flickering.
He clearly had been through a fierce battle and was severely injured.
Upon seeing this, the burly bull demon's initial fear instantly transformed into unbelievable ecstasy after careful observation.
His eyes widened, and his breathing became rapid:
Brother Ma!
Look! That demon lord... he's critically injured and dying!
Its aura has weakened to such an extent that it can hardly even stabilize its escape light!
His voice trembled slightly with excitement:
"If...if we could seize this opportunity and take them down..."
The demon infant, physical body, and treasures of a Nascent Soul demon... might even be enough to gather all the resources we need to break through to the Demon Lord realm!
This is a golden opportunity!
Greed burned in his eyes like wildfire.
"If you don't go, I will!"
This is an opportunity not to be missed!
The bull demon acted decisively, letting out a wild roar.
His demonic power erupted without restraint, transforming him into a raging streak of crimson light.
Not only did they not withdraw,
Instead, it charged headlong into the crooked nascent soul's escape light!
In his view, this was a walking treasure trove, a chance to change his destiny!
Seeing this scene,
The seahorse demon, who was also initially tempted, suddenly shuddered.
He watched his companion's resolute figure rush away, then looked at the seemingly weak yet still imposing light of the Nascent Soul level.
A chill rose from the bottom of my heart.
He murmured to himself, as if trying to convince himself:
“A Nascent Soul level demon… is it so easy to kill?”
Even a centipede, though dead, does not fall down. Even if it is severely injured and on the verge of death, its final counterattack is far beyond what we demon core realm cultivators can withstand...
That's a difference in levels of life...
That's enough, that's enough...
"If you lose your life, all the resources you have are useless!"
"I give up, I'm a dog, I'm leaving!"
Finally, as this thought settled, the greed in the eyes of the seahorse demon vanished, replaced by a lingering fear and a resolute decision after regaining his senses.
Without hesitation, he turned around, his feet flashing with light as he accelerated to the limit, fleeing desperately towards the distant horizon in the opposite direction from the bull demon!
He chose to save his life.
In the short time it took him to escape...
A deafening roar came from the distant horizon behind it!
boom! boom! !
Even at such a distance, the terrifying flashes of light from the explosion were still blindingly bright.
Even here, the powerful energy fluctuations still made him waver.
The seahorse demon in the escaping light couldn't help but look back...
The airspace was completely engulfed by the rampant energy.
A feeling of relief at surviving a disaster and a faint sadness welled up in his heart, and he sighed:
"As expected... greed is a bad thing..."
Fellow Daoist Niu, may you rest in peace…
He didn't look back, and the light beneath his feet accelerated again, disappearing completely into the end of the void.
Similar scenes were playing out repeatedly throughout this vast, rapidly collapsing battlefield.
Not long!
The balance of power in the war has completely collapsed.
As several semi-saint level experts from the Xuan Turtle Clan tore through space and vanished in streaks of light...
The Nascent Soul Demon Lords, who were still struggling to hold on, lost their last shred of fighting spirit upon hearing the news.
"Escape!"
Someone let out a piercing scream.
The surviving Nascent Soul demon lords no longer cared about formation or their own kind. They burned their essence and blood, each displaying their unique abilities, transforming into streaks of light of different colors, yet all equally panicked, as they desperately fled towards the vast sea outside the battlefield.
With their commander fleeing and the core forces scattered, the remaining, most numerous, third-tier lesser demons were plunged into utter despair.
They collapsed like a sand tower with its base removed, completely disintegrating!
Panic spread like wildfire among the demons.
The instinct for survival overrides all discipline and orders.
Looking down from the highest point in the sky, the scene is both eerie and spectacular:
On the vast battlefield, just moments before, there was a death vortex of shouts and clashing demonic energies.
next moment,
But suddenly, an uncountable shower of dazzling light rose up, like a meteor shower flying backwards!
These lights, some bright and some dim, represented the cultivation levels and attributes of different demonic beasts. They were completely chaotic, like exploding fireworks.
It also resembles a disturbed swarm of bees.
They desperately shot through every possible crevice in all directions, wanting nothing more than to escape this life-devouring inferno.
The powerful members of the Black Tiger Shark Clan would not easily let go of such easy prey.
"Kill! Leave no one behind!"
"Get rid of that old tortoise's disciples and followers!"
Savage laughter and bloodthirsty roars immediately rang out.
Thicker, faster, and more murderous black or blood-red streaks of light shot out like hunters who had been lying in wait, precisely targeting the fleeing "stars."
For a time,
A brutal and extravagant hunt unfolded over the vast expanse of sea and sky.
The fleeing streaks of light were constantly overtaken, devoured, and shattered by increasingly powerful beams of light, flashing briefly like sparks before abruptly extinguishing.
All that remained in the air were bursts of blood mist and mournful echoes.
The order of war has vanished, replaced by...
It was a bloody and chaotic escape and massacre.
Right now!
Deep within the ancestral land of the Xuan Turtle Clan, the magnificent palace complex, carved out of the seabed mountains, has long lost its former tranquility.
Inside one of the grandest main halls, the atmosphere was so solemn it was almost palpable.
The half-venerable Wu Yang, who was sitting cross-legged beside the teleportation array as if he were meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly shuddered!
His tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open, a barely perceptible look of fear and determination flashing deep within them. He then abruptly stood up, his gaze like lightning sweeping over the fearful and uneasy faces in the hall.
"Elder, what's wrong?"
A Nascent Soul Demon Lord from the Xuan Turtle Clan sensed something amiss and hurriedly asked, his voice trembling slightly.
"Senior, could it be that a powerful member of the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan has arrived?"
A powerful figure from a friendly race nearby couldn't help but speak up, his face drained of color.
"..."
in an instant,
The once deathly silent hall, filled with fear, suddenly erupted into a cacophony of noise, as if a pot had been boiled over.
Uneasy whispers, rapid breathing, and the rustling sound of magical artifacts being unconsciously gripped mingled together, filling the air with the panic of impending doom.
The hall was filled not only with Xuan Turtle Clan cultivators who had just fought their way back from the front lines, but also with powerful figures from allied races that were on good terms with the Xuan Turtle Clan. At this moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats.
Seeing this scene,
Wu Yang, the half-venerable, frowned deeply, his face so solemn it seemed as if frost could be scraped off.
His voice was deep yet carried an undeniable authority, instantly drowning out all the noise:
"The powerful members of the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan have arrived outside the ancestral land. Their aura is formidable, and they are clearly up to no good!"
There's no time to wait for the teleportation array to slowly accumulate energy to its theoretical limit!
"You all go up immediately, activate the teleportation, and go as far as you can!"
Upon seeing the usually composed Half-Venerable Wu Yang's grave expression and urgent tone, the cultivators in the main hall instantly felt an extremely ominous premonition, like a cold, venomous snake, coil around their hearts—
The enemy that has come is probably more terrifying than we anticipated!
Almost at the same time that Wu Yang finished speaking—
Om-!
A muffled and rapid buzzing sound rang out from the center of the hall!
The cultivators looked in the direction of the sound...
Suddenly, the ancient teleportation platform burst forth with a blinding, misty white light.
The runes swirled wildly.
The entire magnificent hall was illuminated by a dazzling light.
call out!
call out!call out!
At the critical moment of life and death, no one dared to hesitate even for a moment!
The hundreds of figures inside the hall reacted almost instinctively, like startled fish or arrows released from a bow, transforming into streaks of light of various colors.
Shoot it toward the radiant teleportation platform at top speed!
In less than a breath...
The platform was already crowded with people, with over a hundred cultivators barely able to stand still.
In the world of cultivation, cultivators may have their own selfish motives, but when it comes to preserving their lives, they are definitely the group that "respects" their own lives the most.
Any hesitation is a desecration of life.
However, just as everyone's shock subsided and they were about to be enveloped and teleported away by spatial power, they were horrified to discover—
The figure of Wu Yang, a half-saint, remained steadily in place, standing just outside the edge of the array's light.
Like a reef about to face a raging storm,
They showed no intention whatsoever of stepping onto the battle platform.
"Elder!"
Please come with us!
A middle-aged demon lord of the Xuan Turtle Clan, his eyes red-rimmed, cried out urgently.
"Excellent! Elder! Those clan demons and allies who are still outside and unable to return..."
"It can only be said that it was fate, no wonder you're like this!"
Another elder of the Xuan Turtle Clan also spoke in a hoarse voice, his tone filled with sorrow.
"..."
The powerful figures from other races within the alliance, witnessing this scene, were also moved and spoke up one after another:
"Fellow Daoist Wuyang, you have guarded this place to the utmost, showing the utmost benevolence and righteousness!"
Absolutely!
If we survive this kindness, we will forever remember it!
"Fellow Daoist, as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn!"
You are a half-saint, and one day you may be able to break through to the Nascent Soul realm. It will not be too late to seek revenge then!
It's truly not worth leaving my life here!
"Senior Wu Yang, with the noble clan's protective formation in place, even if a Nascent Soul Venerable were to come in person, they might not be able to break through it in a short time, right?"
Why do you have to…
In an instant, a torrent of anxious, earnest, and sorrowful words of advice flowed into the ears of Wu Yang, the Half-Venerable.
however,
He simply shook his head slightly, a complex and unreadable expression on his face—a mixture of determination and weariness.
But more than anything, it is an unwavering determination.
His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out all the noise:
"Fellow Daoists, please stop trying to persuade me!"
He glanced at everyone and explained quickly:
"Our clan's protective formation is indeed profound. When there is sufficient energy and hundreds or thousands of cultivators jointly guarding the key nodes of the formation, it can indeed temporarily withstand the power of the Nascent Soul stage."
But now, less than one in ten cultivators remain in the ancestral land.
Without a powerful figure orchestrating and maintaining order, it would be impossible to hold off a well-prepared and formidable enemy for long!
His voice carried a hint of bitterness, yet was incredibly clear-headed:
"Therefore, if this array platform is left unguarded, the other party is very likely to use great supernatural powers to interfere with or even destroy the array base during our teleportation!"
At that time, the spatial passage will collapse, and you will all perish in the spatial turbulence. That will truly be a certain death!
Having said that,
A sharp, knife-like light suddenly flashed in his eyes, mixed with an almost frenzied fighting spirit:
"Besides..."
Having cultivated myself to this point, I am not without trump cards to fight against powerful enemies!
No need for further words, let's go!
The words have not yet been spoken!
The figure of Wu Yang, the Half-Venerable, blurred for a moment, then transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the main hall.
Almost at the same moment...
The teleportation platform erupted with an even more dazzling, blinding light, and the spatial power fluctuated violently. The hundreds of figures on the platform quickly became illusory in the light, about to be teleported away.
However, the platform itself still emitted a stable, hazy white light, and the runes operated in an orderly manner.
Apparently!
This teleportation is not completely over yet!
...(End of this chapter)