UGB Chapter 1681 Advancing and Retreating Together, Secretly Crossing the Forbidden Sea
Chapter 1681 Advancing and Retreating Together, Secretly Crossing the Forbidden Sea
A low, long sigh!
It seemed to carry the weight of ten thousand years of time, echoing in his heart.
The Nether Sea Demon Lord slowly suppressed the complex emotions surging within his heart.
next moment!
He slowly raised his head, his icy gaze sweeping over the Myriad Souls Demon Lord and the surrounding Nascent Soul old monsters whose eyes flickered with ill intent.
"Humph!"
A cold snort, carrying supreme authority, made these old monsters feel a chill in their hearts.
This is the power of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!
"how?
Do you all think that our Golden Dragon clan is like fish on a chopping block, ready to be slaughtered at will?
His voice suddenly rose in pitch, carrying an undeniable and overwhelming pressure.
"Even if I wish to leave... I ask you, who among you can stop me?"
Every word was powerful and resounding!
That domineering aura of someone who had long held a superior position and looked down upon others instantly spread out, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Upon seeing this, several Nascent Soul demon lords of the Golden Dragon Clan couldn't help but let a barely perceptible hint of joy flash across their eyes.
With the Old Ancestor of the Underworld making such a strong statement, could it be that he has changed his mind and no longer intends to follow them to their "death"?
Think of this.
The Golden Dragon Clan's Nascent Soul Demon Lords exchanged a knowing glance, their tense nerves easing slightly.
A sense of relief even welled up within me.
however,
This relief lasted only a moment—
The icy expression on the face of the Demon Lord of the Underworld Sea melted away like spring snow, and his tone instantly became calm and gentle.
With an undeniable air of composure, he slowly began to speak:
"Besides..."
His gaze swept over every Nascent Soul stage expert present. His voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly imprinted in everyone's mind.
"When did I ever say that I wanted to part ways with you fellow Daoists?"
He took a step forward, his imposing aura concealed yet emanating a powerful, mountain-like presence, declaring with unwavering resolve:
"Hereby I swear—"
I will stand with you all through thick and thin!
"Minghai! You...!"
"Nether Sea, if we all perish here, the backbone of the Golden Dragon Clan will collapse. How will we protect ourselves in the future?!"
The demon lords of the Golden Dragon Clan were struck dumb, and their anxious telepathic messages pierced the soul of the Nether Sea Demon Lord like steel needles.
however.
Minghai simply stood with his hands behind his back, gazing intently at the churning forbidden sea clouds in the distance, ignoring the anxious whispers.
This sudden shift after the strong statement left the other Nascent Soul stage monsters with rather subtle expressions.
Meaningful gazes darted back and forth between the Nether Sea Demon Lord and the several Golden Dragon Clan Demon Lords beside him, whose faces were ashen and who looked completely helpless.
At this moment, the truth is clearly revealed—
Those words of persuasion to withdraw were merely wishful thinking within the clan, and were by no means the true intention of the Demon Lord of the Underworld Sea!
The Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Souls, who had just been aggressive and sharp-tongued, instantly changed his expression as if by magic.
That hint of arrogance vanished in an instant, replaced by unprecedented sincerity and respect.
Without hesitation, he stepped forward half a step, bowed deeply to the Demon Lord of the Underworld Sea, and performed an impeccable Daoist salute, his voice utterly sincere:
"Brother Dao, please calm down!"
I was speaking recklessly and was extremely rude!
Once this matter is resolved, I will personally visit you to apologize and offer my sincere remorse!
Led by the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Souls, the old monsters who had just shown hostility all followed suit, bowing and apologizing to the Underworld Sea, regardless of their true intentions.
"Brother Dao, please forgive us. We were being presumptuous just now!"
"Brother Dao..."
"..."
It is no ordinary thing for a group of arrogant and haughty deities who regard all living beings as ants to kneel and bow down like this.
They knew full well that if they truly forced away the Nether Sea Demon Lord, a top-tier combatant at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, their chances of survival when they soon entered the perilous ascension passage...
Our chances of winning will plummet, and the danger will increase several times over!
This immense pressure, concerning the very survival of their own path, forced them to lower their proud heads.
"All right!"
A deep, resonant voice suppressed the chaos.
The Venerable One Who Moved the Island spoke up at the right moment, like a boulder falling into a torrent.
"Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, let's put this matter behind us."
His words carried an undeniable sense of finality.
"Brother Moving Island is absolutely right!"
A minor disagreement is nothing to worry about; the important matter at hand is what matters right now!
"Exactly!
The most urgent task is to decide whether to risk venturing into that 'Thunder Abyss Forbidden Land'!
"..."
The group of old monsters all chimed in, none of them wanting to cause any further trouble.
This minor unpleasantness pales in comparison to a decision concerning the very survival of the collective...
It was quickly forgotten.
After discussion, a result was quickly reached.
Given the current situation and their fear of the mysterious old monster from the Purgatory Clan, venturing into the Thunder Abyss Forbidden Land became the only option for these powerful individuals standing at the pinnacle of this realm!
With the direction set, the details of the itinerary were immediately put on the agenda.
They are now in the forbidden sea.
The Purgatory Clan has dominated the Forbidden Sea for countless years, and who knows how many hidden tricks they have up their sleeves?
Therefore, every step is like walking on thin ice, and stealth is the key to survival, to avoid being discovered by the hidden forces of the Purgatory Clan.
"Fellow Daoists, this [Sky-Splitting Shuttle] of mine is made primarily of Star Essence Gold, supplemented by concealment array patterns..."
An old monster dressed in a star-patterned Taoist robe spoke first.
The voice has not fallen,
He was then interrupted loudly by another person:
"While Fellow Daoist Xingchen's shuttle is good, it is not as good as my [Ethereal Immortal Cloud]!"
At its peak, this treasure was a genuine and supreme spiritual treasure!
His speed and stealth are both among the best in the world!
The speaker was none other than Venerable Tianzhao, whose brows carried a hint of arrogance.
A Nascent Soul stage expert not far away immediately shook his head in rebuttal:
"Fellow Daoist Tianzhao's words make sense, but who doesn't know that your immortal cloud is severely damaged?"
Its current power is probably only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary treasure.
"Humph!
"My [Nine Heavens Star Cloud Boat] draws upon the power of the nine heavens, allowing for extremely rapid escape. Its 'Star Concealment' ability is so subtle that even a Nascent Soul Realm expert would find it difficult to detect with their divine sense!"
"Unless that old monster from the Purgatory Clan comes in person!"
Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible!
"But the Forbidden Sea is so vast, how could we have been discovered by chance?"
At this moment, another old monster spoke up:
"Let's not rush into a decision. Let's take a look at the vehicles of the other fellow cultivators first!"
Followed by.
Another veteran has unveiled his prized ride.
For a moment, a faint light appeared in the void, and voices of debate rose and fell.
Finally, after careful consideration and comparison...
【Nine Heavens Star Cloud Boat】!
With its relatively superior overall performance, especially its outstanding performance in stealth, it has gained the recognition of most veteran players.
With the airship selected, new problems arose.
"There aren't many requirements for who will pilot the starship."
However, we still need a fellow Daoist to constantly monitor all directions and be discerning in order to avoid the spies and informants of the Purgatory Clan and prevent our whereabouts from being revealed.
I wonder which fellow Daoist is capable of undertaking this important task?
The Venerable One who presided over the discussion asked.
Swish!
—Almost all eyes were once again focused on the three mid-stage Nascent Soul experts in the arena:
The Demon Lord of the Underworld is as deep and unfathomable as the sea.
The Venerable One Who Moved Islands is as weighty and profound as a mountain.
Peach Blossom Venerable (Cheng Buzheng) wore a mysterious smile.
"In my opinion, Brother Minghai, with his vast divine sense, is the most suitable!"
"Brother Island Moving Dao's 'Mountain Moving Divine Thought Technique'"
Not only does it possess immense power, but it can also cover an extremely wide area…
"Brother Peach Blossom is also extraordinary!"
He was especially skilled in the teleportation technique that ignored spatial barriers, making him the fastest way to escape should they encounter that old monster from the Purgatory Clan!
"rational!
Brother Peach Blossom is indeed the best person…
Just as everyone's gaze shifted between the three bigwigs...
Sitting quietly to the side, with an aura as restrained as that of an ordinary old man, Venerable Wantong watched silently with his eyelids slightly lowered.
Cheng Buzheng gently shook his head, a knowing smile playing on his lips, and suddenly spoke.
The clear voice pulled everyone back to reality:
"Fellow Daoists, have you forgotten that we have this fellow Daoist by our side?"
He pointed to the seemingly unremarkable Venerable Wantong beside him.
"What fellow Daoist Wan Tong mainly cultivates is that profound and unpredictable 'Soul Law,' which points directly to the origin of the soul!"
Cheng Buzheng's gaze swept over the crowd, carrying a perfectly timed reminder and admiration:
"When it comes to the subtle and profound perception and exploration of the energy of heaven and earth and the fluctuations of the soul, that is the essence of this being..."
I am ashamed that I am not as good as him.
With this remark,
The hall fell silent instantly.
A glint flashed in the eyes of the Island-Moving Venerable, and he slowly nodded:
“What Fellow Daoist Peach Blossom says is quite right.”
The laws of the soul are infinitely profound, and in the realm of exploration and perception, Fellow Daoist Wan Dao is undoubtedly a leader among them.
Then,
The Demon Lord of the Underworld Sea nodded slightly and said in a deep voice:
"That's certainly true."
The approval of the three strongest individuals carries immense weight.
Similarly, all the Nascent Soul stage experts unanimously praised Venerable Wantong's mastery of perception when they saw the three strongest mid-Nascent Soul stage experts.
Even if these Nascent Soul stage monsters still had doubts in their hearts, they had no further objections.
Immediately, all eyes focused on Venerable Wantong.
"Fellow Daoist, this important task is best left to you!"
"Fellow Daoist, it's time for you to shine!"
"This concerns our lives and fortunes; we entrust everything to you, fellow Daoist!"
"..."
Venerable Wantong opened his slightly closed eyes, and countless points of soul light seemed to appear and disappear in his eyes.
He did not refuse, but calmly accepted the complex gazes of the crowd, and nodded in agreement.
"I am deeply grateful for the high regard you all have for me."
"Since it is for our common survival, the old man has no choice but to do his duty."
"···"
……
After discussing all the details, streaks of light, each carrying a powerful aura, filed into the [Nine Heavens Star Cloud Boat], which was suspended in mid-air and flowed with starlight.
As the last old monster boarded the ship, the strange runes engraved on the hull suddenly lit up.
It moved and shimmered like a living thing, its brilliant starlight flashing and disappearing nine times in succession!
The moment the light faded...
The enormous starship, along with all the fluctuations it emitted, vanished into thin air from this sea area, as if it had never existed.
Even the star-studded flying boat vanished into thin air.
Even if you try to detect it with your divine sense, you won't find anything.
the other side.
Forbidden Sea, due east.
A long, narrow island, resembling the spine of a giant beast, hangs alone in the sea. At its highest peak, two figures, clad in blood and exuding a chilling aura, sit cross-legged, like two blood-stained stone sculptures.
Before them, a strange mirror, about three feet square, floated silently.
The mirror's surface was as smooth as a deep pool, its edges engraved with intricate and eerie crimson runes, radiating a chilling aura.
A man was wearing a wide, blood-red robe, his face hidden in the shadow of the hood, only his hard-lined jawline was visible.
The other person was dressed in heavy, menacing blood-red battle armor, and his aura was fierce and violent, like a volcano that could erupt at any moment.
The long silence was broken by the divine messenger clad in blood-red armor. He turned his head, his voice deep and resonant, like the clash of metal:
"Brother Jia, do you think... those rats from both races might come crashing down on our side?"
The blood-robed priest, known as "Brother Jia," remained motionless, his gaze, hidden in the shadow of his hood, seemingly piercing through the mirror and piercing the boundless, dark sea and sky.
He slowly shook his head, his voice low and ethereal:
"It's hard to say. It's seven parts up to fate."
The ancestor's net stretched far and wide; who will ultimately claim the credit...?
He paused, a hint of indifferent mockery in his voice.
"...It all depends on who has better luck."
The Blood-Armored Envoy frowned slightly, seemingly unconvinced by this uncertainty:
"With the 'Netherworld Blood Mirror' bestowed by the Ancestor here, how could we possibly fail to discover them?"
"Heh..." The blood-robed priest let out a short, cold laugh, as if he had heard some amusing fallacy.
"Do you really think this 'Netherworld Blood Mirror' is some kind of earth-shattering treasure?"
He slightly raised his hand, his withered fingers carrying a hint of decay, and gently brushed over the brand-new, even somewhat glaring, rune marks on the edge of the mirror.
“Look at this mirror, these runes… it’s too new.”
The progenitor took out dozens of pieces at once and distributed them to various places..."
The priest's voice, carrying a chilling detachment from worldly affairs, continued:
"It's just a detection device that I made on a whim."
Do you think you can catch those old foxes who have lived for thousands of years without fail based on this?
You're underestimating them too much.
Upon hearing this, the Blood-Armored Envoy focused his attention on the precious mirror before him.
After a while!
The unwavering conviction on his face faded slightly, and he said in a deep voice:
"even so……
The Ancestor is incredibly powerful; even the things he casually crafts are far beyond the reach of ordinary objects!
Although this 'Netherworld Blood Mirror' is only a treasure of the high-level category...
But its profound mysteries are probably beyond the reach of even ordinary, damaged magical treasures.
"That's true." The blood-robed priest didn't refute, but simply nodded slightly.
"The methods of the progenitor were unfathomable, beyond the comprehension of gods and demons."
So I said 'hard to say' rather than 'cannot'.
only……"
His gaze, hidden beneath his hood, seemed to glance at his companion; his tone was calm, yet carried an invisible pressure.
"However, don't have too high expectations."
Just treat it as a routine wait-and-see approach.
It is our good fortune to have obtained it;
It is understandable that they would not receive any rewards from the progenitor.
"understand!"
The Blood-Armored Envoy exhaled a heavy breath, suppressing the urge to perform meritorious service in his heart, and said in a deep voice:
"Let's just consider this a trip to see the scenery of this forbidden sea!"
"good."
The blood-robed priest uttered a single word, and his face beneath the hood seemed to relax slightly, returning to its previous silence.
It seemed as if it had become one with the rocks beneath it.
Only the floating Netherworld Blood Mirror before them continued to silently emit a faint crimson light, illuminating what lay below...
That vast, crimson sea, fraught with danger and turbulent undercurrents.
...(End of this chapter)