nyslfriends Chapter 1680 The Battle of the Thunder Abyss Forbidden Land
Chapter 1680 The Battle of the Thunder Abyss Forbidden Land
"I don't know! Do you have a good plan, fellow Daoist?"
I would greatly appreciate your guidance!
This abrupt question was like a pebble thrown into a stagnant pond...
moment!
It broke the suffocating, heavy deadlock.
A faint flame of hope suddenly ignited in the eyes of those Nascent Soul stage monsters who had almost been consumed by despair.
Even if this flame is as faint as a candle flickering in the wind?
That was enough to make their gaze turn into the fervent desire of a drowning person grasping at a piece of driftwood.
at the same time.
All eyes turned to focus on...
On the body of that Peach Blossom Venerable, who has the face of a young man and a mysterious temperament!
Immediately afterwards, as if they had found an outlet, a series of urgent and pleading voices followed:
"Brother Peach Blossom is a man of broad knowledge and profound wisdom. Perhaps he has a brilliant solution that we have not yet considered?"
"Brother Dao!"
At this critical juncture, I earnestly hope for your guidance!
"..."
"We humbly request your guidance, fellow Daoist! We would be eternally grateful!"
In an instant, all the invisible pressure and the last desperate hope...
Like a heavy mountain, it crashed down on the shoulders of Venerable Peach Blossom (Cheng Buzheng) alone!
Regarding this situation...
A hint of surprise flashed through Cheng Buzheng's mind, mixed with a sense of "as expected" helplessness.
What was unexpected?
He has always believed in being cautious in his words and deeds and keeping a low profile, yet he is always pushed to the forefront at crucial moments.
This damned mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level has once again become a "lifeline" in the eyes of these old monsters.
Is this reasonable?
Who told him to be one of only three giants in this world at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm?
In this cruel world where strength reigns supreme, one's cultivation level is a natural beacon, impossible to hide.
In that instant, a thought flashed through his mind:
"If I had known I would be in such trouble today, I should have been more restrained back then and just revealed my early Nascent Soul stage cultivation to go with the flow..."
But the thought only flashed through my mind and then vanished.
Cheng Buzheng was well aware of the advantages and disadvantages involved:
Without this mid-stage cultivation level as a powerful deterrent, it would be impossible.
How could the mighty Guiyuan Immortal Sect, an unparalleled immortal sect with an ancient heritage, possibly treat him as an honored guest?
He would never publicly claim that this Dharma body of his is his "ancestor"!
Without this level of cultivation, he wouldn't have been able to wield the command of the eastern battlefield.
It is even less likely that they will easily win the "favor" of other Nascent Soul stage monsters, and thus gain the opportunity to sit down and discuss the Dao with them and comprehend their laws.
Don't even think about "tricking" these old monsters out of their spiritual objects based on laws.
The success rate will likely plummet several times over!
Even if there were occasional gains, the quantity of law-based spiritual items would never be as abundant as it is now.
This is the supreme deterrent power brought by the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, which is far superior to that of the mere early stage!
The stark reality once again proves:
In this dog-eat-dog world of cultivation, all status and power depend on the depth of one's cultivation.
Cheng Buzheng was fully aware of this, which is why this Dharma body did not deliberately conceal its cultivation level!
The Nascent Soul Realm is already the pinnacle of this world!
Playing the "pretending to be weak to eat the strong" trick again is not only inappropriate, but may also cause you to miss a real opportunity.
If you play the fool for too long, what if you actually get slaughtered like a pig? Wouldn't that be a terrible injustice?
These complex thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning.
Cheng Buzheng suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and met those burning gazes that seemed to pierce through him and were filled with his last hope!
Seeing this, a perfectly measured look of heaviness and helplessness appeared on his face, and he sighed softly:
"Fellow Daoists, you have truly flattered me!"
His voice was clear and strong, carrying a sense of resigned helplessness:
"The teleportation technique that just brought us out of danger was my last trump card."
"Without this skill, how could I have survived countless near-death experiences and lived to this day?"
That's all!
He shifted his tone slightly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd with a frankness, his voice tinged with self-deprecation and bitterness:
"Furthermore, think about it carefully, everyone. If I truly had a foolproof plan to deal with that old monster from the Purgatory Clan, why would I keep it hidden?"
To put oneself in danger without regard for the consequences?
I know some fellow practitioners may have doubts, but please remember:
Since that old monster won't let you go, do you think he'll show me any mercy?
I, Peach Blossom, am also a thorn in their side!
Then, his tone turned solemn, carrying an almost tragic resolve:
"My previous promise still stands: if there is anything you need from me, fellow Daoists, just ask!"
Even when faced with the ultimate desperate situation, relentlessly pursued by that old monster until there was nowhere left to run or hide…
He took a deep breath, his voice suddenly rising, resolute:
"I am also willing to join you all on this path, once again exhausting the source of laws I have painstakingly cultivated, risking a drop in my cultivation level or even the collapse of my Dao foundation, to forcibly activate that teleportation secret technique together."
"Give us a glimmer of hope!"
"Everyone!
My heart and will are as clear as day! What is your resolve?
This resounding, almost self-destructive vow carries immense weight.
It instantly impacted the minds of every Nascent Soul stage monster.
The vast majority of people understand this:
99% of it is true!
Venerable Peach Blossom has clearly laid out his biggest trump card.
Unless one has truly reached a dead end and has no other choice...
Which Nascent Soul cultivator would easily make such a promise that is almost self-destructive?
That lingering suspicion?
It's purely an instinct honed over a long period of time!
The old monsters who have transformed into deities are already used to walking a tightrope between trust and suspicion, and habitually maintain a degree of scrutiny and vigilance towards everything.
But at this moment, Venerable Peach Blossom's attitude had dispelled their doubts to the greatest extent.
Cheng Buzheng's "do-or-die" statement did not lift the spirits in the quiet room; instead, it made the atmosphere even more somber and oppressive.
The only glimmer of hope was confirmed to have been extinguished...
The faces of all the Nascent Soul stage monsters instantly collapsed, as if covered with a layer of ashes.
Even the three pillars at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm were helpless, so what extraordinary means could the others possibly possess?
If such a thing existed, it would have been used as leverage to demand exorbitant prices long ago, instead of remaining unknown until now.
A suffocating silence lingered for a long time.
Finally, a tentative, cautious voice broke the desperate stalemate:
"Gentlemen... the debate is fruitless at the moment, but time waits for no one!"
Her voice was hurried as she continued:
"That old monster from the Purgatory Clan must still be searching for us. Every moment of delay could be fatal!"
The time we have left... is really running out!
After a pause, the Nascent Soul stage expert posed that weighty suggestion again:
In my opinion...
Perhaps, the only solution now is to adopt Fellow Daoist Xuanba's previous suggestion—
Embark on an adventure into the 'Thunder Abyss Forbidden Land'!
otherwise……"
His tone turned low as he said:
"If we continue to delay, let alone ascend to the upper realm, we may even lose the chance to try!"
These words, once uttered, were like a drop of water thrown into a calm pan of oil, instantly triggering a violent reaction.
Clearly, this was not the ending that many Nascent Soul stage monsters wanted.
"I second that!"
This is the only road that offers a glimmer of hope!
"good!
Although Venerable Peach Blossom can use teleportation techniques, the cost is the damage to our foundations, and there is a very high probability that our cultivation levels will drop!
Even if we manage to penetrate deep into the core of Thunder Abyss, what strength will we have left to challenge that perilous ascension passage?
"Why not take advantage of our current strength and go all out!"
That's exactly right!
"To sit idly by and await death is not the way of a cultivator like us!"
"..."
These initial responses mostly came from ancient beings whose lifespans were nearing their end, forcibly revived from their slumber.
The endless years wore away their fear of death, but ignited a final, desperate madness.
For them...
This is the last, and only, ladder to heaven!
The other Nascent Soul stage cultivators, whose strength was still considerable and whose lifespans were relatively long, had their eyes flashing as they rapidly weighed their options:
Peach Blossom Venerable's teleportation secret technique?
The cost would be too high, and it should only be used as a last resort.
Disperse and hide?
In the face of beings like the Primordial Ancestor of Purgatory, it's like burying one's head in the sand.
Thunder Abyss Forbidden Land?
It was a near-death experience, but at least...
There's still a sliver of hope!
After a brief hesitation, a resolute look settled in their eyes.
The path of cultivating immortality is inherently defying the heavens; how can one be timid and hesitant?
"We cultivators have risen step by step from humble ants to the pinnacle of the Nascent Soul stage. Have we ever feared life and death?!"
An old monster, his hair and beard bristling, suddenly exuded a heroic air and said:
Even if I perish on the path of seeking the truth, I will have no regrets!
It's better than being slaughtered by the old monsters of the Purgatory Clan, dying and having your soul extinguished!
"good!
Brother, your words resonate deeply with me!
I second that!
"Can!
This is a strategy of putting oneself in a desperate situation to survive!
"..."
"I agree!"
One after another, the Nascent Soul stage experts spoke, their heavy voices echoing in the quiet room, as if striking the drumbeat of destiny.
however!
Just as this near-unified decision was being made, a barely perceptible hesitation and struggle flashed deep in the eyes of the few Nascent Soul Demon Lords of the Golden Dragon Clan.
The strange attitude of the old monster from the Purgatory Clan before—
It seemed as if they were deliberately holding back against the Golden Dragon Clan, coupled with the mysterious disappearance of their ancestral dragon soul...
All these signs intertwined in their minds, forming a vague yet powerful intuition:
Perhaps... the Golden Dragon Clan itself was not the primary target of the Purgatory Clan's ancestor?
Perhaps... there's more to the story?
This slight hesitation, though subtle, could not escape the sharp eyes of the Nether Sea Demon Lord.
It couldn't escape the notice of the other vigilant old monsters present!
The Demon Lord of the Underworld Sea's gaze suddenly sharpened, his piercing eyes sweeping over several of his ancestors with a strong sense of warning.
at the same time!
A shrewd old monster curled his lips into a faint, cold smile!
His gaze swept over the several demon lords of the Golden Dragon Clan...
Only then did he slowly speak, breaking the decisive atmosphere that had just been established:
"Brother Minghai, it seems..."
The nobles seem to have other plans and are unwilling to 'share the same boat' with us.
He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, his tone heavy with scrutiny, and continued:
"In that case...
Why not part ways sooner rather than later and go our separate ways?
This will also save us from future misunderstandings and conflicts!
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the ever-cunning Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Souls immediately echoed in a sinister tone:
"Hehe, that's very true!"
Since they have different goals and different thoughts, forcibly binding them together will inevitably lead to disaster sooner or later.
Perhaps... we should part ways here?
Although the other old monsters did not speak, their scrutinizing, wary, and even cold gazes were like invisible blades, firmly locking onto the Golden Dragon Clan members.
The elders of the Golden Dragon Clan were originally about to go with the flow and agree to the proposal, thus escaping from this doomed "madman" group.
however--
"Fellow Daoists, you are overthinking this!"
The Demon Lord of the Underworld Sea's calm voice suddenly rang out, decisively cutting off their words before they could even finish.
He surveyed his surroundings, his gaze calm and resolute:
"Our clan has absolutely no intention of giving up halfway, nor does it have any intention of betraying the alliance!"
"I guarantee this with my own reputation and even the name of the Golden Dragon Clan!"
Upon hearing this, the elders of the Golden Dragon Clan immediately became anxious!
However, due to the circumstances, he could only use extremely secretive divine thought transmission to explode within the consciousness of the Underworld Sea Demon Lord:
"Minghai! You're foolish!"
They were clearly letting us escape this dead end! Why did we still jump in?!
His tone revealed anxiety and anger.
Another anxious thought followed immediately:
"The Dark Sea!"
We are old and frail, with little time left to live. If we die, we will die. We are willing to do our last bit of strength for our clan!
But you are different!
You are the future pillar of our people! You must leave immediately!
"Protect yourselves, the Hui people will hold the line!"
Another divine thought filled with resolute determination:
"Nether Sea, stop obstructing me!"
"I will explain later; you just need to... remain silent!"
Faced with the almost tragic message from his elders, the Demon Lord of the Underworld Sea felt a mix of emotions.
I was deeply moved by the profound love and loyalty of my elders who risked their lives to protect me, but also overwhelmed by an indescribable sense of heaviness and...
A helpless, bitter smile almost burst forth.
He didn't immediately refute, but instead shook his head almost imperceptibly, meeting the anxious gazes of his elders.
Then!
An incredibly calm yet penetrating divine thought clearly returned to their sea of consciousness:
"Fellow predecessors!"
This is not a gesture of goodwill, but a blatant test and trap!
They may appear to be 'allowing' us at this moment, but in reality, they have already concluded in their hearts that we are secretly colluding with the Purgatory Clan!
Once we truly agree to 'go our separate ways'...
The tone of the telepathic communication suddenly became extremely solemn, and it said:
Do you all believe it?
I fear that before we have gone far, the Golden Dragon Clan will be met with a thunderous attack from their 'former allies'!
There's absolutely no chance of that happening!
However, these Nascent Soul stage cultivators were not particularly surprised and frankly stated:
"Believe me! So what?!"
As long as you can safely return to your clan, we old bones would gladly perish here today...
He died a worthy death, and he was willing to die!
worth!"
"Exactly this!"
Hearing the resolute and stubborn voice transmissions from his elders, the complex emotions in the heart of the Demon Lord of the Underworld Sea almost burst out of his chest.
Moving?
For this selfless dedication to protecting the future of our community.
heavy?
For the enormous sacrifices that the people are about to face.
A helpless, bitter smile?
For these ancestors who lived for countless millennia, who should have been wise and insightful about the ways of the world...
In the critical moment, he acted like an elderly person in an ordinary family, fiercely protective of their offspring, fixated solely on "saving Minghai alone."
However, they completely overlooked the catastrophic consequences that might result from withdrawing at this point!
Thinking of this, He could only sigh deeply in his heart:
"……well!"
...(End of this chapter)