newbobooks Chapter 1033 Playing the Mystery
Chapter 1033 Playing the Mystery
Witnessing this scene, the Old Ancestor of the Ends of the Earth felt his heart sink to the bottom. Despair overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, and even the starlight around him dimmed to the point of almost going out.
With four against six, the odds of victory were already slim. Now, with the addition of the traitor Qingming Old Ghost, who stabbed Yun Han in the back and nearly crippled him with a single blow, Yun Han was barely able to maintain his early-stage eighth-rank combat strength. With only him and Huanglong Zhenren, two mid-stage eighth-rank true immortals, there was no hope of turning the tide or even escaping from this layered array cage.
Regret gnawed at his mind like a venomous snake—how could he have believed the old man Qingming's lies and come with him to besiege the Crimson Fire Monster? If time could turn back, he would never have stepped into this death trap, even if it meant giving up a hundred times the merit!
"Fellow Daoist Qingming is quite right. Those who understand the times are the true heroes." At this moment, the Crimson Fire Old Monster moved like a streak of crimson lightning, emerging from the volcano's crater. His fiery battle robes were still burning, the flames licking at his garments. The Thirty-Sixth Grade Blood Prison Lotus in his palm emitted a dazzling red light, making half his face appear even more ferocious, like a demon crawling out of purgatory. His gaze swept over the Heavenly Cliff Ancestor, the Yellow Dragon True Man, and the heavily injured Cloud Cold True Immortal, his eyes like those of someone sizing up three lambs to the slaughter. He continued, "Today, the three of you have no way to escape. Surrender now, and we may spare a bit of your true spirit so you can reincarnate. Otherwise…"
Before he could finish speaking, the crimson lotus at his fingertips trembled slightly, and an even more terrifying fire elemental rule spread out, instantly igniting the surrounding air with crackling sounds, and even causing charred patterns to appear in the void. "Otherwise, I will annihilate you completely, body and soul, without even a chance for reincarnation. Your souls will be devoured by this Blood Prison Crimson Lotus, and you will suffer the torment of burning hearts for eternity!"
If we could capture these three Rank 8 True Immortals without bloodshed, that would be the best outcome. Otherwise, if two Rank 8 mid-stage True Immortals and one half-crippled Rank 8 True Immortal were to fight to the death, it would inevitably cause them some losses.
Upon hearing this, True Immortal Yun Han clutched the wound on his back, slowly straightening his body. His eyes remained icy cold, and even though his aura was weak, almost falling to the level of an eighth-grade True Immortal, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Old monster Crimson Flame, don't be delusional! Even if I, Yun Han, were to self-destruct my immortal body and soul, I would never..."
"Self-destruct?" Qingming True Immortal sneered, his figure already retreating to the side of Crimson Fire Old Monster, faintly echoing the five eighth-rank True Immortals outside the Four Symbols Suppressing Immortal Formation, forming an encirclement. "Yun Han Old Ghost, you can't even mobilize 30% of your immortal power now, and you still want to self-destruct? Don't talk nonsense, it's just a dying struggle."
"Old man Qingming, you..."
Yunhan True Immortal gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Qingming True Immortal with a look that seemed to want to devour him alive, drink his blood, and eat his flesh. The hatred of betrayal burning in his heart was like a wildfire, far surpassing his hatred for the five True Immortals, including the Crimson Fire Old Monster.
at this time......
"Clap clap clap..."
A crisp round of applause rang out within the Four Symbols Suppressing Immortals Formation, like ice beads falling onto a jade plate, interrupting True Immortal Yun Han's subsequent words. In this tense atmosphere, it seemed particularly abrupt, drawing everyone's attention to it.
“Wonderful! Really wonderful!”
As Huanglong Zhenren clapped and spoke, his tone carried a hint of amusement, as if he had just finished watching a thrilling performance, a strange smile curving his lips. That smile sent a chill down Qingming Zhenxian's spine, as if he were being watched by a venomous snake, a cold shiver running down his back.
"Ok?"
The six True Immortals, including the Crimson Flame Old Monster, frowned simultaneously, a sense of unease creeping into their hearts. The Yellow Dragon True Immortal's composure was far too unusual; he didn't seem like someone trapped in a desperate situation. Their gazes all turned to the Azure Nether True Immortal, their eyes questioning—didn't you say you already knew all about the Yellow Dragon True Immortal's background? What's going on now?
Qingming Zhenxian felt uneasy under the gazes of the crowd, but he forced himself to remain calm and shook his head, indicating that he did not know the reason either.
"If I hadn't been hiding 'a little bit' of my power, I would have really been defeated by you today."
Huanglong Zhenren completely ignored the little tricks of Chihuo Laoguai and the others, and continued to talk to himself. His tone was as relaxed as if he were chatting. The six true immortals in front of him were just pebbles on the roadside and could not pose any danger to him at all. His composure made people's hearts sink.
Then, Huanglong Zhenren turned his gaze to Tianya Laozu and Yunhan Zhenxian, a sharp glint in his eyes, and asked, "Fellow Daoists, given the current situation, our previous distribution plan is no longer valid. I will take all the battle merits of these old fellows, as well as the many treasures they possess. Do you have any objections?"
The Old Ancestor of Tianya was stunned for a moment, then his eyes burst with wild joy, which almost overflowed from his eyes. He looked at Huanglong Zhenren with the eyes of a drowning man grasping at the only straw, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement: "Fellow Daoist Huanglong, if you can help us break this deadlock, let alone the battle merits and treasures of these old guys, even the battle merits that I have accumulated for billions of years, I would give them all to you without hesitation!"
Compared to my own life, what do a little bit of battle merit and treasure matter? As long as I can get out alive, there will be plenty of opportunities to earn it again in the future!
Yun Han Zhenxian was also shocked, his eyes widening as if the sharp pain in his back was lessened by this sudden hope. He suppressed his pain and excitedly echoed, "Fellow Daoist Tianya is absolutely right! Fellow Daoist Huanglong, as long as you can help me escape danger, I will give you all the merits I have accumulated in battle, without hesitation!"
At this moment, Master Huanglong was their only hope.
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In the Azure Spirit Domain, the Iron Arm Mountain Range, Fortress No. 507, lies a hidden cave that even a seventh-grade True Immortal cannot fathom.
“I didn’t expect there would be an unexpected surprise.”
On the twenty-fourth grade Yuanxu Purple Lotus, Su Mo's eyes lit up. Although the two were only mid-stage eighth-grade True Immortals, they were both aided by powerful forces with many True Immortals under their command. Their speed in collecting battle merits was not much slower than his speed in using the Spirit Void Illusion Body, and might even be faster. It was no small amount.
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"In that case, it would be impolite of me to refuse."
Master Huanglong nodded slightly, his tone calm and even, without the slightest hint of polite refusal. In his view, this meritorious service was both the other party's gratitude and a well-deserved reward for saving his life, which was entirely justifiable.
As he spoke, Huanglong Zhenren's dragon energy began to surge, and golden light flowed around the edges of his clothes, like an undercurrent beneath a calm sea.
"Playing tricks!" Seeing this, Qingming Zhenxian suppressed his unease and sneered, his eyes full of disdain, as if he had seen through Huanglong Zhenren's tricks. "You think you can distract us with your mystique and give you a chance to survive? You're dreaming!"
He took a step forward, his body surging with the power of vegetation, and said loudly to the Crimson Fire Old Monster and the others, "You still want to take us down? With the strength of the six of us, unless a Ninth-Rank True Immortal personally comes, even a Quasi-Ninth-Rank True Immortal can only defeat us at most! Old man Yellow Dragon, you wouldn't tell me that the 'little bit' of power you're hiding is actually the cultivation of a Ninth-Rank True Immortal, would you?"
These words were like a reassuring pill, instantly putting the minds of the six True Immortals, including the Crimson Fire Old Monster, at ease.
I was almost intimidated by this old man Huanglong.
A ninth-grade True Immortal? Not to mention their Thousand Cliff Domain and Crimson Flame Domain, even the dozens of surrounding major domains couldn't find one like him. Moreover, what kind of person is a ninth-grade True Immortal? Would he be able to hide his cultivation and befriend Old Man Tianya? Does Old Man Tianya deserve him?
"Fellow Daoist Qingming is right, it's just a cornered beast fighting back. Little brat Huanglong, don't waste your energy, just surrender obediently and you'll suffer less!" The late-stage eighth-rank True Immortal echoed in a deep voice.
Within the Four Symbols Suppressing Immortal Formation, the Blood Prison Red Lotus in the Crimson Fire Old Monster's palm lit up once more, its crimson light almost dyeing half the sky red. His tone returned to its previous arrogance: "Yellow Dragon, if you know what's good for you, cripple your cultivation now, kneel down and surrender, and I might spare your soul and make you my fire slave. Otherwise, I'll make you taste the soul-burning sensation of the Red Lotus—a torment a thousand times more painful than your soul being scattered!"
At the same time, the other four eighth-rank True Immortals looked at Huanglong Zhenren with the same predatory gaze they had shown just moments before, as if their earlier unease had never existed. A cruel smile even appeared on their lips.
Even the Old Ancestor of Tianya and True Immortal Yunhan looked at True Immortal Huanglong with a hint of suspicion.
Could it be that... we were both just happy for nothing? Was Fellow Daoist Huanglong just putting on a show?
Are we destined to face this calamity today?
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