Wan Mingzhu's sarcastic, shrieking laughter echoed in the temple of the Colossi for a long time. Master Bitter Cicada's handsome face, which had been enshrouded in vague sorrow, was dyed red and blue. After a crack, one of the beads that had turned into a beehive stone was crushed by him.
"Fellow Cultivator Qi, Fellow Cultivator Ba, Master Bitter Cicada!"
Han Baling continued shouting at the top of his voice. His rough and unrestrained voice did sound somewhat sincere. "Fellow Cultivator Qi, Fellow Cultivator Wan, and I are not cooperating for the immediate interests. We are truly trying to change the world with our own hands and achieve a great cause to rescue the Ancient Sages Sector from the swirl that has haunted it for a hundred thousand years.
"Have you not noticed that countless glorious dynasties have been established in the Ancient Sages Sector in the past hundred thousand years? Countless extraordinary experts have emerged in the world of Cultivators, too.
"However, after a hundred thousand years, all the glorious dynasties have been destroyed. Even the broken walls have been reduced to smithereens. The number of experts in the world of Cultivators is fewer and fewer. Their Cultivation is lower and lower. Their magical equipment and Cultivation arts are more and more shabby and underdeveloped, too.
"Once upon a time, there were hundreds of Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators in the Ancient Sages Sector, riding the destructive Cloud Qin Gold Statues. They could even establish their headquarters on the dark planets beyond our world. But today, the Yuanying are already enough to dominate the Ancient Sages Sector. The dark planets that lack air and water are not even worth thinking about.
"Once upon a time, a glorious dynasty could last for five thousand years or even ten thousand years. Thousands of five-toothed warships soared in the sky, and giant beasts that were hundreds of meters tall galloped on the ground as cavalry. However, today, the Great Qian Dynasty has only lasted for a short thousand years, and it only has a hundred five-toothed warships. Even if it is the Great Qian Dynasty that has been famous for the past ten thousand years …"
"What does it mean?
"Our world is slowly declining, and we are closer and closer to destruction day by day.
"If the Cultivators of our generation do not turn a blind eye to it, one day, we will not be able to find a single intact primeval treasure, a single Yuanying Cultivator, or a dynasty that can survive five hundred years.
"By then, the Ancient Saint World will be finished. Completely finished!"
"I know that many fellow cultivators among you despise and are hostile to me, the master of the barbarians. You think that I only want to whip the Central Plains and turn the Central Plains into a mess."
"Hmph, if that's the case, then you're underestimating me."
"Looking back at the past 100,000 years of history, there were once barbarians who entered the Central Plains. So what? Didn't they still fall apart and fall apart in a short few thousand years?"
"I will either not do it, or I will do the great things that will last forever. I hope to establish an eternal dynasty with the fellow Cultivators here, and the Cloud Qin Gold Statues will be our starting point.
"Fellow Cultivator Qi, Fellow Cultivator Ba, Master Bitter Cicada, I know that you are different from the mediocre, selfish guys of the six major sects. You are truly ambitious heroes who are dissatisfied with the current situation of the Great Qian Dynasty. However, the world today is dominated by wolves and rotten trees. The completely decayed status quo is not something that can be changed by just one or two of you. Why don't you stand on my side? We can discuss what kind of future will be more beneficial for the Ancient Sages Sector, how we can eliminate the toxins hidden deep inside the Ancient Sages Sector, and how we can revive the world."
Han Baling was talking so passionately that he seemed to be deeply touched himself. He could not help but slightly craned his head from behind the round shield of the Colossus.
Shua!
The moment he craned his head, an arc a hundred times more dazzling than a bolt of lightning came close from the opposite side and slashed at Han Baling's head without the slightest glitter or technique.
Han Baling's eyes bulged. The corners of his eyes were completely torn apart, and his eyeballs were almost popping out of their sockets. He did not even have the time to scream, and he did not have the time to shrink his neck. Instead, he stomped on the back of the round shield and bent backward.
The arc of brightness brushed past the tip of his nose at a close distance and cut off half of the enormous bear-head hat on his head.
"Kacha"
The arc of brightness chopped off the bear-head on his head without slowing down at all. It cut off dozens of rails that were used to maintain the Colossus in the end and deeply embedded into the cabin wall that was made of super alloys, leaving a mark as deep as a finger. Smoke was popping up inside the mark, and the orange color of extremely high temperature was vaguely popping up inside, indicating the immense spiritual energy contained in the attack.
Han Baling's bear-head hat had been cut in half and turned into a bear-skin sleeve. His green scalp could vaguely be seen. A few strands of hair were floating in midair.
The attack, on the other hand, had chopped off a lot of his hair. It had even shaved off a thin layer of skin on the center of his head.
If his reaction had been just a little bit slower, this ambitious man of the grassland would have had to go to the netherworld to change his fate.
Not far away, Yan Liren slowly retreated his sword and mumbled in dissatisfaction, "Why did you waste so much time talking? Couldn't you have just drawn your sword?"
"My king!"
"Commander!"
"Mother of God!"
Yan Liren's astounding attack greatly shocked the subordinates of the three rapscallions. As flames of spiritual energy spurted out crazily, almost a hundred coldly-shining flying swords floated up from a corner of the temple of the Colossi. Every flying sword was surrounded by seven-colored flames that were more and more furious. They were ready to launch a thunderous attack at any moment.
Seeing that, Qi Zhongdao and the other super Yuanying experts and the experts of the six major sects all gritted their teeth and activated their ultimate magical equipment. Under the suppression of Qi Zhongdao's' Heaven Flipping Seal ', the entire temple was squeaking, as if it were being pressed by an invisible mountain. The air was so thick that blood seemed to be dripping down at any moment.
"Fellow — Fellow Cultivator Yan …"
His face dark, Qi Zhongdao called out drily.
"There's a problem."
Yan Liren looked at Qi Zhongdao innocently. "He offered his head for me to chop off. It would be a shame if I didn't chop off such a big, shiny head of a bear."
"Wait. Wait."
Hiding behind the round shield of the Colossus, Han Baling did not dare show his head anymore. Instead, he roared desperately, "Qi Zhongdao, Yan Liren, don't think that I'm scared of your Heaven Flipping Seal and your sword auras. If you are determined to get yourself killed, Fellow Cultivators Qi and Wan and I will certainly fulfill your wish.
"However, do you not find it odd that Wang Xi, Zhu Zongyou, and Master Spiritual Vulture, the three key players who are capable of changing the balance, have never shown up? Only the seven of us and the people of the six major sects are fighting here stupidly.
"You must understand that the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it, don't you? The more I think about it, the more I feel that the whole thing is very weird. If Wang Xi and Emperor Phoenix set up the trap together to force us to attack each other, wouldn't you have fallen into their trap by acting so rashly?"
Qi Zhongdao was slightly dazed by the thought-provoking remark. He was deep in thought.
Behind him, the high-level Cultivators of the six major sects, who had been saving their strength and waiting to see what would happen, rolled their eyes crazily and put on a 'greatly enlightened' expression.
Even Li Yao and Long Yangjun were somewhat dumbfounded. Right. The temple of the Colossi had been engaged in such a heated battle. Where had Emperor Phoenix Zhu Zongyou, the most suspicious guy, gone?
They had not found Emperor Phoenix on the surveillance pictures that they had scanned on their way here.
"You do have a point, Fellow Cultivator Han."
Qi Zhongdao was indeed a man who had been the leader of all the Cultivators for many years. No matter how chaotic the situation was, he remained calm enough. Thinking quickly, he changed his attitude immediately. "Until we find Wang Xi, Master Spiritual Vulture, and His Majesty, let's not act recklessly in case anything goes wrong."
"Then, keep an eye on Lunatic Yan on your side. Next time, we may all fall into Wang Xi and Zhu Zongyou's trap!"
Han Baling shouted rather helplessly.
Qi Zhongdao glanced at Ba Xiaoyu and Master Bitter Cicada first. Then, he stared at Yan Liren thoughtfully together with the two of them.
"Amitabha, Fellow Cultivator Yan."
Master Bitter Cicada chanted the name of the Buddha and said solemnly, "As the saying goes."
"Enough of your nonsense, Master Ting. I can always execute him later."
Yan Liren rubbed his nose and retreated to the back row in dissatisfaction, holding his short sword.
"Fellow Cultivator Han."
Qi Zhongdao was relieved. He raised his voice and said, "Right now, we are all trapped inside the Divine Palace. The corridors and palaces inside the Divine Palace are unpredictable and zigzagging. It seems to be entirely different from the splendid, ethereal world in our imagination. I vaguely feel that the whole thing is not as simple as it seems.
"Right now, the situation outside is somewhat out of control. If we really fight with our lives on the line, I'm afraid that only ten to twenty percent of us will walk out of here alive. The entire world of Cultivators, both the Great Qian Dynasty and the Dark Cloud Prairies, will suffer a catastrophe.
"Let's say that we are fighting for the Cloud Qin Gold Statues, but we don't even know how to use the Cloud Qin Gold Statues right now. Wouldn't it be hilarious if we spill our blood below the Cloud Qin Gold Statues for no good reason?"
"You do have a point, Fellow Cultivator Qi. Until we find Wang Xi, Zhu Zongyou, Master Spiritual Vulture, and unravel the mysteries of the Cloud Qin Gold Statues, there is indeed no reason for us to die together."
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