UGB Chapter 1722 Prisoners, Cruel Reality!
Chapter 1722 Prisoners, Cruel Reality!
"break!"
boom--! ! !
Without any probing! The elders were filled with rage, and the dormant power within them erupted!
The overwhelming pressure of a semi-saint mixed with the spiritual light of their respective top-tier magical treasures, as well as the Black Spirit Tiger Shark's innate divine power that tore through the void and originated from the depths of its bloodline—
A frenzy of activity is happening again!
This time, it was no longer a destructive torrent like before, but rather several powerful forces, each with its own characteristics, working together to form an indestructible cone!
There is only one goal——
Tear apart this wall of blood and light that humiliates them!
An even greater force than before, carrying boundless rage and disdain, crashed violently against the seemingly flimsy crimson cage!
The anticipated earth-shattering explosion and the breaking of the light barrier did not occur.
The power that combined the full strength of several half-saint level experts, enough to shake mountains and cause them to crumble, crashed into the crimson light barrier as if...
Like a drop of water!
The scarlet cage remained completely still!
Not even the slightest ripple was stirred!
The all-consuming crimson light flickered only slightly, like an invisible abyss pouring out all their power...
Silently swallowed up and dissolved!
Time seemed to freeze for a moment.
The furious shouts and curses inside the cage came to an abrupt halt. The disdain and confidence on the faces of the elders froze instantly, replaced by extreme astonishment and a hint of... indescribable surprise!
Its sturdiness far exceeded their comprehension!
"This...how is this possible?!" an elder exclaimed.
But this initial surprise was quickly overshadowed by stronger "logic"!
Another elder, with the oldest aura and a vast, surging presence, his white hair gleaming, forced himself to remain calm and spoke in a cold voice, attempting to persuade his comrades, and himself as well:
What's the panic!
Secret techniques are ultimately just secret techniques!
Your Highness's use of such a heaven-defying binding technique must have consumed a terrifying amount of energy!
I want to see how long he can hold out.
As long as we keep bombarding..."
“Excellent!” another elder immediately chimed in, having found the backbone of the clan.
Everything has its limits!
The stronger the cage's defenses, the more terrifying the drain on the caster will be!
Every time we unleash our full power, we are only accelerating the depletion of its magical energy!
Let's see who gives up first!
This "reasonable" conjecture was instantly accepted by all the clan elders.
The surprise and doubt in their eyes quickly faded, replaced by a slightly urgent and ruthless glint—
We must break free from this cage as soon as possible, or the younger generation will truly take advantage of us!
Boom! Boom!
Boom boom boom—!!!
A continuous, deafening roar, like thousands of thunderclaps exploding simultaneously, instantly filled the entire scarlet cage!
The light of the magical artifact, the phenomena of supernatural powers, and the violent aura vibrated, compressed, and exploded wildly inside!
The entire cage resembled a giant, blood-red drum being constantly pounded, its dull yet terrifying roar rumbling outwards in all directions, shattering distant clouds and stirring the boundless abyss.
In the void.
'Sha Minghong' floats silently, like an unchanging mountain.
His gaze pierced through the cage walls, which resembled a boiling sea of blood, and clearly illuminated the figures of several clan elders inside, who were frantically attacking with all their might.
In those deep, abyss-like eyes, the faint hint of mockery from before had now become so intense it was almost tangible, cold, yet carrying a touch of...amusement.
"Heh..." A barely perceptible chuckle escaped from his lips.
It wasn't that he was unable to forcefully suppress it, but rather that he chose to... quietly observe, like watching a poorly made play.
"How can the light of a firefly know the vastness of the Milky Way?"
However, a mere cultivator in the lower realm, even with the potential to reach the half-saint realm, how could he possibly glimpse even a fraction of the true upper realm?
"You want to forcibly break my magic?"
A cold, icy thought flowed through his mind, carrying an absolute arrogance that looked down upon the dust.
"Even if your cultivation is only slightly inferior... before my secret technique...!"
At this moment, he was in an invincible position.
His plan was certainly not a simple killing.
That's a poor choice.
These elders of the Black Spirit Tiger Shark clan possess profound cultivation, extraordinary foundations, and hold power over the clan... They are all invaluable pawns on his chessboard for the future.
Killing them would be tantamount to breaking one's own arm and destroying one's strength.
How foolish!
After all, at least in name, this body of His at this moment...
It's still the Black Spirit Tiger Shark clan... Your Highness!
In the blink of an eye.
Standing in the endless, deathly silence of the void, 'Sha Minghong' was like a solidified rock in the abyss.
The scarlet cage floated before him, as if cast from congealed blood, radiating an ominous and viscous sheen.
The ferocious figures inside the cage were hysterically pounding against the cage walls, each impact unleashing a blinding flash of blood and a muffled thud, like ferocious beasts trapped in purgatory struggling in vain.
Their roars and howls twisted and echoed in the void.
'Sha Minghong' observed coldly, and deep within his deep pupils, which seemed to absorb all light, a barely perceptible smile quietly emerged like ice shattering.
It then quickly disappeared, as cold as ancient ice.
A few moments.
The hint of a smile that lingered in his eyes seemed to be instantly frozen and vanished by an invisible, cold wind.
The light in 'Sha Minghong's' eyes dimmed slightly, replaced by a heavy solemnity, like leaden clouds pressing down, causing the surrounding air to stagnate.
His voice pierced through the walls of the scarlet cage, clear and steady, yet carrying an undeniable weight, instantly tearing apart the continuous, explosive roars within the cage:
"Elders, please calm down..."
Do you all know that Ancestor Luo Sha and all the other ancestors in the clan who had been dormant and revived have all... perished in the Forbidden Sea...?
The word "fallen" struck like a thunderbolt carrying the chill of the deepest hell!
Om-!
Inside the scarlet cage, the incessant, furious roar of the explosions seemed to be suddenly choked by an invisible giant hand, and all the noise came to an abrupt halt.
A deathly silence suddenly descended.
Even those twisted, struggling figures seemed to have transformed into ugly sculptures against a scarlet background.
But this deathly silence lasted only a fleeting moment!
Then,
It was a furious roar, like a volcanic eruption, as if it wanted to tear the cage itself apart completely:
"shut up!
"How dare you, you mere brat, act so presumptuously here!"
A slightly younger clan elder, his beard and hair standing on end, said with eyes bulging with fury:
"With your meager secret techniques that you stole from some evil heretic, you dare to speak ill of the clan's ancestor? You're just spouting nonsense."
That's utterly suicidal!
"presumptuous!
The divine powers and might of our ancestors, who embody the laws of heaven and earth, are beyond the comprehension of a mere child like you!
Another elder's hair and beard stood on end, and his demonic aura surged violently with rage, causing the crimson cage's runes to flicker and extinguish.
"........."
An old man with a withered face, sunken eyes, and an extremely fierce aura stared intently at 'Shark Minghong,' speaking slowly and deliberately, the threat in his words almost tangible:
"Boy!
If you dare to spout nonsense and insult our ancestor again, don’t blame me for contacting him immediately!
At that time, even if you hold a high position in the clan, and are valued by them... hmph, you will not escape the clan's punishment of having your soul extracted and your spirit refined, and being eternally imprisoned in the Demon Abyss!
His withered fingers formed a hand seal in front of his chest, poised to strike, as if he were about to contact his ancestor at any moment.
…………
In the void.
'Shark Minghong' remained alone, facing the relentless shouts and death threats that would shatter the souls of ordinary cultivators...
His face was as calm as the still waters of an eternal pool, without a single ripple.
This was clearly anticipated.
He merely raised the corners of his lips slightly, letting out a soft, enigmatic laugh, before slowly shaking his head with a detached, condescending air.
"I know that with your limited perspective and preconceived notions, you are unlikely to readily believe my one-sided account..."
His voice remained steady, yet contained a peculiar penetrating power as he continued:
"...Never mind."
Why don't you... try to contact those ancestors now?
"Let's see if we can still sense even a trace of their presence."
His gaze slowly swept over each face in the cage, a face filled with shock, anger, and doubt. His speech slowed, each word clear as an ice bead falling onto a jade plate:
"I will not obstruct you in the slightest."
He paused slightly,
'Sha Minghong's' tone suddenly rose, dropping an even more chilling message:
"Besides!"
It wasn't just our clan's Nascent Soul Ancestor who perished!
All the Nascent Soul stage monsters who delved into the Forbidden Sea... whether they were powerful human beings?
Or a demon clan leader…
Without exception, they all ended up the same way!
His gaze suddenly sharpened like a sword, piercing straight to the heart:
"...Otherwise, why do you think I would risk so much to come to this forbidden area of the clan, risking taboos, just to control...the clan's foundation?!"
His voice carried a strange power, a mixture of fervor and icy coldness, sweeping across the land like a chilling current:
"Our purpose is to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to strengthen our people and gather our fortune..."
Ultimately, I will unify the True Dragon Sea, and my Black Spirit Tiger Shark clan will command all under heaven!
Inside the scarlet cage!
Several elders, some with one foot in the Nascent Soul realm, listened to 'Shark Minghong's' seemingly "rebellious" yet "clearly organized" discourse...
The initial surge of rage and doubt deep within his eyes began to surge violently, like boiling water.
Then, an uncontrollable hint of... hesitation seeped out.
Without him.
What this "junior" said, though earth-shattering, upon closer examination, actually contained a certain cruel logic.
The phrase "You may contact the ancestor yourselves" is especially weighty!
If they weren't absolutely confident, how could they dare to do this?
This doesn't sound like the behavior of someone who talks nonsense.
however--
In the next instant, their conviction evaporated that insignificant doubt!
What kind of existence is the clan's Nascent Soul Ancestor?
That is an immeasurable behemoth capable of moving mountains and filling seas!
It is the pillar that holds the fate of the clan in its hands and is renowned throughout the True Dragon Sea!
They...will fall?!
This is simply a fantasy!
Not to mention, this junior dared to claim that even all the Nascent Soul cultivators who participated in the exploration were not spared.
What kind of ridiculous joke is this?!
The Nascent Soul realm is the pinnacle of existence in this world!
Each one is the result of countless coincidences and one in a billion extraordinary strokes of luck!
Which one hasn't survived countless calamities and tribulations?
That is an existence that can resonate with heaven and earth and invoke the laws!
Let alone annihilating it, even the only opponents capable of directly confronting such a being are few and far between in the entire True Dragon Sea and even the entire cultivation world...
They are probably so few that you could count them on your fingers!
lie!
A complete, utterly absurd lie that's laughable!
It's so outrageous it's like the ramblings of an ordinary person in the marketplace!
It is completely unbelievable, let alone convincing!
…………
despite this!
However, the elder who had previously berated 'Sha Minghong' most fiercely and whose aura was most restrained and composed did not immediately launch into another tirade like the other elders.
The oldest and most experienced clan elder had his brows furrowed into a deep frown.
He was known throughout the clan for his caution and suspicion. At this moment, even though he was convinced that the other party was 99% talking nonsense, the matter concerned the survival of the Nascent Soul Ancestor—
That is the foundation of the entire Black Spirit Tiger Shark clan's existence and the basis for its future continuation!
Every tiny, seemingly absurd possibility deserves our utmost vigilance in thinking about and verifying!
There is no room for error, not even the slightest possibility!
After a long silence that lasted for several breaths…
The elder with gray hair and beard suddenly raised his eyes. His cloudy eyes, which seemed to pierce through all illusions, were fixed on the face of 'Sha Minghong' in the void. He spoke in a deep voice.
The sound was like the friction of sand and gravel, carrying an unprecedented solemnity:
"Your Highness... your words are of great importance, almost to the point of upheaval."
It's not that we don't believe you...
But this matter is truly utterly unbelievable.
He paused, emphasizing each word, and continued:
"Do you have... any evidence?!"
The moment he uttered the word "evidence," the elder's gaze, like the finest probe, pierced every wrinkle on 'Shark Minghong's' face, every subtle contraction of his pupils.
Even the slightest twitch of the muscles beneath that seemingly calm face!
He wants to capture any fleeting change in expression that could expose a lie or the truth!
The survival of the Nascent Soul Ancestor is not only a symbol of strength, but also the cornerstone of the clan's destiny!
There is no room for complacency!
"Pfft..."
The chief elder's solemn question was met with a short, almost flippant laugh.
A subtle smile curved the corners of 'Shark Minghong's' lips, and his eyes flashed with a cold light that mixed mockery, pity, and absolute control.
"evidence?"
He leaned forward slightly, looking down at the cage with his gaze as if an emperor were scrutinizing the prisoners inside.
"Heh..." That soft laugh carried a chilling undertone.
Where are you all right now?
He's just a prisoner!
His voice suddenly turned fierce, like the clash of metal:
"To put it bluntly, yet it hits the nail on the head—"
Your lives and deaths are now entirely in my hands!
"A mere thought can reduce them to ashes!"
'Sha Minghong's' gaze slowly swept over the faces of each clan elder, which were filled with suspicion and hidden fear:
"...Tell me, why should I bother weaving a lie that can be exposed at any moment, when I'm a bunch of turtles in a barrel?"
"···"
(End of this chapter)