Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 445 Embarrassed
"I'm just guessing. If a Xuan Tian treasure really does appear, having her here might not be a bad thing for our human and demon races. However, judging from the direction she left, it seems she was heading towards the Spirit Race's territory." Ao Xiao's tone was also somewhat uncertain as he turned his gaze to the direction Yue Li had left.

"The Spirit King of the Spirit Clan!" Mo Jianli's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered this person:
"Our predecessors in both the human and demon races had long suspected that the Spirit King of the Spirit Race had an extraordinary origin, seemingly not from an ordinary Spirit Realm. Moreover, all the Spirit Kings have been the same person from beginning to end, living for at least a million years, a true old monster."

After a long pause, Ao Xiao sighed softly, agreeing with the assessment:

"Indeed, having lived for so long, even if his strength has increased slowly, he is probably still among the top in the entire Spirit Realm. What I don't understand is that, despite having such great strength, I rarely hear of this Spirit King personally taking action. He also has no ambition to contend for supremacy. For countless years, he has lived peacefully with our human and demon races, as well as the wood and shadow races, in this corner of the Fengyuan Continent, living a secluded life."

"The members of the True Dragon Clan are all long-lived, especially the Golden Dragon Elder, whose strength is rumored to be comparable to that of a True Immortal. It seems that this Spirit King has quite a relationship with the True Dragon Clan," Mo Jianli said with some speculation.

“That should be the case.” After saying this, Ao Xiao fell silent.

Mo Jianli's face also showed a sigh. They were both Mahayana cultivators, but the difference between them was like heaven and earth.

The wild and untamed world of the Wind and Cloud Continent is vast and teeming with countless unknown ferocious beasts and monsters. Some of its natural barriers are so treacherous that even high-level cultivators who venture into them have no chance of survival.

Countless cultivators perish in the wilderness every year.

Even so, cultivators still flock to the wild world for its rare materials and fleeting opportunities.

The human race is located in a remote corner of the Fengyun Continent. Compared with the major races on the continent, they are naturally much weaker, and even compared with the neighboring Wood Race and Shadow Race, they are not much stronger.

Fortunately, they were joined forces with other demons of similar strength, and their three realms and seven lands were sealed off by super restrictions set up by ancient powerful beings of both races.

Apart from Tianyuan City, there is no other place for the two races to enter, which is why they have been able to rest and recuperate in peace and stand tall in the Spirit Realm to this day.

Of course, Tianyuan City also became a vital stronghold for both races. Not only were a large number of elite troops from both races stationed there, but there was also the Tianyuan City Elders Council, which was responsible for the city's defense.

Although this council of elders has only a dozen or so members, all of them are beings at or above the Integration Realm.

Once an elder falls, a new being in the Integration Stage will be immediately selected from both races to join them.

This is how Tianyuan City became so impregnable.

Therefore, cultivators from both the human and demon races can only enter the desolate region through Tianyuan City, which is their sole exit.

Ordinary cultivators dare not venture too far into the wild and desolate regions. They mostly stay within a radius of about a month's journey from Tianyuan City. If they encounter any extremely ferocious ancient beasts or other dangers, they may have a chance to escape back to Tianyuan City and seek protection.

Of course, there were also many who, confident in their supernatural abilities and daring, ventured deep into the wilderness.

However, this naturally increases the chances of them falling several times over.

Now, in the sky above a wild desert, there are several human cultivators in this perilous situation.

Six human cultivators, four men and two women, were trapped in one place by a huge ancient beast in the lake.

The behemoth's body resembled a giant sea turtle, covered in a thick shell. However, it also had more than a dozen iron chain-like tentacles growing from all directions, which were also covered by hard shells. When it swung, gusts of wind and dark shadows appeared, forming a giant net that forced the six people in the air together.

Although these six people were powerful, all of them were at the Nascent Soul stage, including two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and the treasures they wielded were also extraordinary, radiating countless rays of light.

But no matter whether it was flying knives, swords, or the giant club of the Dharma, when they struck the tentacles, they were all unceremoniously deflected, leaving only a few white marks on the tentacles, and were completely unable to break through the giant net in the slightest.

If it weren't for one of the two with the highest cultivation levels, an old man with a horse-like face, who summoned a hexagonal jade plate and activated the runes on the plate, causing them to flash wildly, while beams of blue light shot out from it and then dispersed into countless blue rays.

Each beam of light flashed a few times before instantly transforming into several inch-long, gleaming blue throwing knives.

Meanwhile, blue beams of light continued to erupt from the plate, and countless flying knives blocked most of the pressure from the giant net formed by the attack. The six people had long since had their defenses broken through and perished.

Even so, the six of them were panting heavily and drenched in sweat, looking like they couldn't hold on for much longer.

"Old ghost, stop hiding your cards! If you don't reveal your trump card soon, we're going to perish here!" The horse-faced old man shouted to another old man beside him, seeing the critical situation.

“The Extreme Dust Pearl is extremely powerful. Even if it affects us, we can’t worry about that now that it’s being used in such a confined space.” The old man, whose face was aged but whose eyes were narrow, changed his expression and finally sighed.

"What nonsense are you spouting? I'm about to give up. This Armored Tortoise has the divine abilities of the early stage of Void Refinement. My Thousand Blade Disc can't hold out for much longer. If we don't unleash our full power now, even if we want to fight to the death, we won't have a chance." The horse-faced old man said sternly, his words unusually decisive.

At this moment, the ancient beast's tentacles moved even more rapidly, and the sounds of wind and thunder could be faintly heard. The immense force emanating from the giant net also increased significantly.

The myriad blades of light that the Thousand Blade Disc had transformed into were shattered upon contact with the tentacles, forcing the defensive circle to shrink back by half, leaving the six people to defend against the tentacles back to back.

Upon hearing this and seeing this scene, the old man with narrow eyes changed his expression immediately, and all his last bit of hope vanished!
He gritted his teeth and flipped his hand over, and a round bead the size of an egg appeared in his palm.

The round beads have a hazy yellow sheen and are covered with dense yellow patterns, making them look mysterious.

Upon seeing that the old man had actually taken out the Extreme Dust Pearl, the expressions of the other four Nascent Soul cultivators, whose cultivation was slightly weaker, changed.

In their panic, the two women, who seemed like sisters, chanted in unison. With a wave of their sleeves, more than thirty high-level talismans shot out, transforming into layers of light that protected all six of them.

The other two men then swept their sleeves, and a small black bell and an ancient gray cauldron flew out simultaneously.

The two defensive treasures, which looked extremely extraordinary, grew huge as soon as they were released. After two soft sounds, a layer of faint black light carrying gray mist swept down and enveloped the group once again.

The old man with the horse-like face hardened his heart and spat out several spurts of blood essence.

With each spit, his face turned deathly pale, then he quickly pointed his fingers a few times.

The essence of blood flashed and disappeared into the hexagonal jade plate in the air.

The hexagonal jade disc, which had been somewhat dim, suddenly shone brightly, transforming into a blue glow that instantly became exceptionally thick.

Upon seeing his companion prepare his defenses, the old man with narrow eyes flicked his wrist without hesitation and sent out the yellow bead.

A fleeting look of regret crossed his small eyes. This Extreme Dust Pearl was something he had spent most of his spiritual stones to buy at an auction in Tianyuan City a hundred years ago for self-defense. He never expected to have to use it so soon.

The moment the bead was released, it transformed into a blinding yellow light. The old man with narrow eyes made a hand seal and chanted some incantation. The yellow light spun rapidly and grew to the size of a wheel, then flicked away a wildly swirling tentacle.

A deafening roar resounded.

The moment the yellow ball of light made contact with the tentacles, it exploded, and plumes of brownish-yellow dust appeared out of thin air, swirling wildly in all directions from the point of explosion.

The giant net formed by more than a dozen tentacles was instantly engulfed by dust, and the shockwave covered an area of ​​about a mile. A fierce wind howled and a constant roaring sound came from the yellow dust.

A few soft "whoosh" sounds were heard.

Several streaks of light shot out from the shockwave, and after a few flashes, they joined together and shot off toward the horizon.

The six men and women in the escape light were all in a sorry state!

The old man with the horse-like face was covered in blood, and one of the male cultivators, whose cultivation was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, had lost an arm.

The other three were also dressed in rags, their faces were deathly pale, and they all appeared to be seriously injured.

The one in the best condition was the old man with narrow eyes who had summoned the Extreme Dust Pearl, though his aged face was slightly pale.

Fortunately, none of the six had lost their ability to fly, and they continued to escape at an astonishing speed amidst flashes of light.

A moment later, the air currents dissipated, and the exploding dust disappeared.

The giant tortoise-like ancient beast had most of its dozen or so tentacles broken and tattered, with the remaining ones broken into several pieces, giving it a very pitiful appearance.

"Roar!" A furious roar came from the ancient beast's mouth, and its broken tentacles flashed with dark light and began to grow back.

Then a sudden gust of wind rose from the nearby sandy ground, and countless yellow sands swept up the giant tortoise, turning it into a sand cloud several acres in size, which then chased after the six fleeing people through the air.

The six people in front were terrified when they saw this, and naturally they desperately urged their escape light to shake off the ancient beast riding the sand cloud behind them.

However, although the sand cloud was exceptionally large, its escape speed was not much slower than the combined escape speed of the six people in front of it.

The two flew one after the other, and in no time they had traveled a million miles.

The six humans were already injured, and their magical power was far inferior to that of the ancient beasts in the Void Refinement stage. As time went by, the gap between them naturally narrowed.

The six of them could clearly see that the situation was dire, but without the strength to fight against the ancient beasts behind them, they were naturally helpless.

"What should we do, Captain? At our current speed, it will take us at least a month and a half to get back to Tianyuan City." The man with the missing arm, who was in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, looked at the old man with narrow eyes beside him with a panicked expression.

The others also looked anxious and turned their gazes toward him.

"What else can we do? I don't have a second Extreme Dust Pearl! The only thing we can do now is to use our life essence to increase our escape speed and prevent that beast from catching up. Although being caught is inevitable, the closer we get to Tianyuan City, the greater our chances of survival will be." He continued...

The old man opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which instantly turned into blood mist and merged into the escape light.

Instantly, the red light emanating from the six people, linked together, surged, increasing their speed by three points.

"This is the only way it can go if we keep dragging it out."

The old man with the horse-like face sighed, activated his escape light, took out a healing pill, and swallowed it.

The other four had no better options. While injecting their magical power into the escape light, they also took out various pills to either restore their magical power or heal their injuries.

The power of the ancient beast at the Void Refinement stage was even greater than the six had anticipated. Just three days later, the distance between the two was only a little over a hundred feet.

Suddenly, a roar from an ancient beast rang out from behind. The sand cloud blurred for a moment, then exploded on its own with a 'bang'.

A cloud of yellow sand swirled and swept across the sky, obscuring most of it, while the giant tortoise vanished without a trace.

The group of people who were constantly flying ahead were naturally also paying close attention to everything behind them.

Upon seeing this, the old man with narrow eyes paled and cried out in surprise:
"not good!"

However, all six of them were now extremely pale. Because they had used their blood essence to power their escape light, their bodies had become somewhat shriveled, as if they hadn't eaten for several days, and their energy and spirit were weak.

Before they could react, the sky above them suddenly rippled, and several dark tentacles flashed out and slammed down downwards with lightning speed.

Before it even actually hit, the immense wind pressure caused the escape light to tremble violently, flickering and dimming.

"go!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, and the four of them almost instinctively scattered their escape lights and shot off in different directions to avoid the danger.

Although they managed to dodge the powerful blow from above, they were forcibly separated and placed in six different locations. After exchanging glances, their expressions were all extremely grim.

Previously, even with the combined efforts of the six Nascent Soul cultivators, they were unable to shake off the ancient beast's pursuit. Now that they have been forcibly dispersed, it is probably wishful thinking for them to escape with their lives.

A huge black shadow flashed in the air, and the giant tortoise's massive body swayed out of the void and flashed out. Its two green eyes swept over the six people with an icy coldness!

The old man with the horse-like face and his companions felt a chill in their hearts, realizing that they were likely doomed this time.

However, since the six of them had cultivated to their current level and dared to venture deep into the wilderness, they must have experienced many dangers and their willpower was extraordinary. Naturally, they would not sit idly by and wait for death.

They all forced a smile, opened their mouths and spat out their treasures, preparing for a final, desperate fight!
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