Chapter 862: Demonic Invitation, Ancient Prayer
Chapter 862: Chapter 384: Demonic Invitation, Ancient Prayer
Both sides scrutinized each other. A moment later, Blood River True Monarch smiled and asked, “You all must be here for the Qi Fortune Divine Altar. I see the terrain here is quite complex. Why not let us help you search for it?”
Ming Xia True Monarch replied coldly, “There is no need. Please leave.”
“Heh, since we’re already here, how can we leave so easily?” As he spoke, a flash of bloody light appeared in Blood River True Monarch’s hand, manifesting into nine blood-red Long Spears.
Each Long Spear exuded a fatal aura, giving Li Chang’an a significant sense of oppression. Currently, he could exchange a few moves with a cultivator at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul. However, against someone at the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul, he could only steer clear of their edge—the farther, the better!
“BOOM!”
The nine blood spears shot out abruptly like bolts of blood-red lightning, instantly striking the Tier Four Array Li Chang’an had set up. Moreover, each one precisely hit the weak points of the Array. A few of those weak points hadn’t even been noticed by Li Chang’an himself.
“A Tier Four Middle Grade Array Master!” Li Chang’an’s gaze sharpened as he instantly realized this person’s Array Dao Skill was much higher than his. Furthermore, these nine blood spears were all Array-Breaking Treasures! Before he could repair it, the entire Array shattered on the spot, no longer able to protect this place.
“SWISH!”
The nine blood spears did not return; they flew straight toward him.
“Daoist Lin, step back!” Ming Xia True Monarch’s figure flickered as she blocked in front of him, casting a Magic spell that halted all nine blood spears simultaneously.
In the blink of an eye, the nine blood spears flew backward into Blood River True Monarch’s hands. He still wore a smile on his face as he said to Li Chang’an, “This must be Daoist Lin Fan, who recently achieved Nascent Soul Formation. Your Array Dao Skill is not bad, but it still has its flaws. Would you be willing to join my Yellow Springs Sect? I can give you the legacy of a Tier Four Middle Grade Array and personally guide you.”
Hearing this, Li Chang’an’s expression was stern as he replied indifferently, “I am a Righteous Cultivator and have no intention of entering the Demonic Dao.”
“Daoist Lin is merely a Loose Cultivator, so why speak of Righteous and Demonic?” Blood River True Monarch maintained his smile, his tone incredibly peaceful. He expressed to Li Chang’an that the doors of the Yellow Springs Sect would always be open to him. As long as he thought it through, he could enter the sect at any time and become a Nascent Soul Guest Elder of the Yellow Springs Sect.
“Enough!” Ming Xia True Monarch suddenly shouted coldly. Her eyes were icy as she stared at Blood River True Monarch and said, “Blood River, perish the thought. Daoist Lin will absolutely never join your Yellow Springs Sect!”
“Heh, it’s too early to say. There’s no need to be so absolute.” Blood River True Monarch seemed very confident that he could win Li Chang’an over. Of course, whether he succeeded or not, his attempt to recruit him today would become a thorn pierced into the hearts of many Righteous Cultivators. No one knew whether Li Chang’an, this Loose Cultivator, would secretly agree and become a mole for the Demonic Dao. The seed of doubt had been planted, and perhaps it would soon take root and sprout.
That was precisely why Ming Xia True Monarch had interrupted him. With a flash of Spiritual Light in her hand, it transformed into a bright yellow Longsword. Without any further nonsense, she immediately engaged Blood River True Monarch. Subsequently, Cyan Dragon, Vermilion Bird, and the others also made their moves, engaging in Magical Combat with several other Demonic Cultivators.
RUMBLE!
Berserk Nascent Soul Magical Power continuously collided, and the booming sounds echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
The one Li Chang’an dealt with was his old rival, Qian Shi True Monarch! In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged over a dozen moves. Compared to their last encounter, Qian Shi True Monarch hadn’t improved much. Among the many Nascent Soul cultivators, his strength was still considered at the bottom of the barrel. Li Chang’an cast Magic spells one after another, firmly suppressing him.
Right at that moment, he suddenly felt a warning in his heart. His entire being instantly vanished from his original spot, reappearing in another location. At almost the exact same time, a cold, pitch-black long arrow tore through the sky, piercing right through the space where his head had just been. Had his evasion been a fraction of a second slower, even if he wasn’t injured, he would have been forced into an extremely miserable state by this long arrow.
“Ten Thousand Souls!” Li Chang’an’s eyes turned sharp and cold as he looked in another direction. The one who had shot this arrow was none other than Qian Shi True Monarch’s senior martial brother, who was also Wu Zhe’s master, Ten Thousand Souls True Monarch.
His opponent was White Tiger True Monarch. Both were at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul, so logically, the gap in their strength shouldn’t be too large. However, Ten Thousand Souls True Monarch had been famous for many years and had a deeper foundation. Moreover, with the assistance of a Tier Four Main Soul, he was practically overwhelming White Tiger True Monarch. It was precisely for this reason that he had the spare capacity to strike and assist Qian Shi True Monarch.
“This White Tiger True Monarch is quite formidable during the Righteous Dao’s internal conflict. He even dared to block the gates of the Purple Mist Sect back then, yet his performance against outsiders is surprisingly this poor,” Li Chang’an thought, somewhat speechless. He had to divide his attention, dealing with Qian Shi True Monarch while guarding against Ten Thousand Souls True Monarch’s sneak attacks.
Soon, everyone had exchanged over a thousand moves, yet no victor emerged. They learned through their Communication Treasures that massive battles had also erupted at the other two locations. Over forty Nascent Soul True Monarchs from the Righteous and Demonic Dao were fighting world-shaking battles across three locations. It was unknown when a victor would be decided.
Right at that moment, the entire deep crater suddenly trembled slightly.
“BUZZ—”
It seemed as though some change was about to occur. Everyone stopped simultaneously, separating to the two sides and confronting each other from a distance.
In the next instant, a brilliant five-colored light rose from deep underground. The light was dazzling and resplendent, converging into a beam of light that shot straight into the clouds. At the same time, the faint sounds of countless indistinct prayers echoed by their ears. These voices—male and female, old and young, numbering in the thousands and tens of thousands—blended together, making them feel as if they had become gods worshipped by all living beings.
Li Chang’an was not unfamiliar with this feeling. He had experienced a similar sensation when he cultivated the All Living Beings Venerate the Emperor’s Way. However, the prayers of the living beings in the Fire Cloud Secret Realm were mostly pleas for favorable weather, family safety, and clean governance. But the prayers echoing at this moment were almost all related to the “Human Race.”
“Heavens bless us, may our Human Race no longer be oppressed.”
“I seek nothing else in this life, only that the Human Race may greatly prosper…”
“…”
Gradually, these voices weakened, and the heaven-piercing five-colored light also began to dim. Li Chang’an looked toward the bottom of the deep crater. Almost all of those densely packed cave entrances had light glowing from them. As time passed, the sound of the prayers of all living beings grew weaker and weaker, and the light emerging from each cave entrance disappeared one by one.