Immortality and Cultivation: I Have Too Many Talents

Chapter 383 Dragon's Roar of the East Sea

Chapter 383 Dragon's Roar of the East Sea (Seeking Subscriptions)

Five or six hundred rogue cultivators from the Lu family camp, their faces filled with excitement, rushed toward the port of Baihe Island.

The vast majority of them fly using magical artifacts, in groups of three to five.

Only a very small number of Foundation Establishment stage cultivators can pilot spaceships.

There were also some Qi Refining Realm cultivators who rode flying boats and followed behind the spaceship, hoping to snag a bargain.

However, what awaited them was a well-trained fleet of warships guarding their home.

More than a dozen Wei family warships, in a wedge formation, led by the Wei family's main flagship, launched a rapid attack.

"put!"

With the shout of the Wei family head.

The psionic cannons roared loudly.

The dozens of rogue cultivators who charged ahead were pulverized and their bodies were smashed to pieces, with fragments flying everywhere.

A lone cultivator's spaceship was the first to be hit, struck by more than a dozen psionic cannon shots.

The people and the spaceship were instantly destroyed by the explosion.

In an instant, countless pieces of flesh and blood, and fragments of spaceships, flew down from the sky.

Blood mist filled the harbor at Baihe Island.

The rogue cultivators in the Lu family camp were terrified and turned to flee.

"Anyone who retreats in the face of battle will be executed without mercy!"

The Lu family warships behind fired several cannon shots, blasting more than a dozen fleeing rogue cultivators into dust.

Under the threat of the Lu family's warship's psionic cannons, these rogue cultivators who participated in the battle turned around and rushed towards the Wei family's warship like a tidal wave.

In an instant, the Wei family's warships and the Lu family's warships were locked in a fierce battle, exchanging blows.

The remaining rogue cultivators from the Lu family camp avoided the Wei family's warships and attacked the weaker warships behind them.

This was a war that led to the extermination of the Wei and Lu families.

For the Wei and Lu families, it was a matter of life or death.

There is no room for retreat.

Both sides were blinded by rage.

Accompanied by the booming sound of psionic cannons.

One by one, warships were hit by enemy fire, swayed and fell, and exploded with a bang.

even so.

The cultivators from both races who flew out of the warship continued to roar and charge forward desperately.

There was absolutely no intention to retreat.

"Anyone who retreats in the face of battle will be executed without mercy!"

This order applies to all the cultivators fighting present.

The elderly, women, and children of the Wei family, boarded the flying boat, broke into smaller groups, and fled in all directions.

There was no method or structure whatsoever.

There is only one purpose.

Stay away from the battlefield and survive.

The warship Shen Xuan was hiding on was the Wei family's fastest Swiftwind warship.

Led by Wei Xinghong, and accompanied by Wei Yating, Qingfeng, Mingyue, and other members of the Wei family, they crossed the battlefield and fled.

"Want to leave? Then stay!"

A gigantic black hand descended from the sky and slammed towards the Gale Ship.

It was clear that there was no way to avoid it.

"roll!"

A giant cyan hand appeared from the Wei family's flagship warship.

The two giant hands slammed together, producing a deafening explosion, and then dissipated.

"Wei Qingxin, even now, you still won't admit defeat?"

The Lu family patriarch stood in front of the Gale Warship, holding a flag-shaped magic weapon, with a towering ice bear king standing beside him.

On the other side, Lu Zhanpeng also appeared, wielding a magic sword, blocking the retreat of the Gale Warship.

"Admit defeat? Old man Lu, don't be too happy yet! The outcome is still uncertain!"

"war!"

The Wei family patriarch's voice boomed like thunder, his shouts echoing throughout the entire battlefield.

The Wei family cultivators roared in unison.

"war!"

A critically wounded and dying Wei family cultivator crawled out from the pile of corpses, and with his last ounce of strength, roared to the sky: "Fight!"

Then, he closed his eyes contentedly.

A satisfied smile still lingered on his face.

Shen Xuan, who was invisible, couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness as he watched the tragic scenes unfolding on the battlefield.

These Wei family cultivators, facing a powerful enemy and knowing they would surely die, still fought to clear a bloody path for their loved ones to escape.

However, their sacrifices were not enough to reverse the situation.

The outcome of the battlefield will ultimately be determined by the battle between the two races' strongest warriors.

"Hmph, you stubborn fools! Your Wei family killed my clansmen, seized my ancestral property, failed to govern with virtue, and indiscriminately slaughtered the innocent."

"What goes around comes around, and your Wei family has met its end! If you surrender now, our Lu family, being merciful, will spare your lives."

"The Lu family patriarch said in a cold voice."

"Old Lu, when it comes to shamelessness, you are number one in the Dongshan Sea Area!"

"I have lived for over three hundred years and have never seen anyone as shameless as you!"

"If we're talking about family traditions, your Lu family is truly tyrannical and wicked."

"Where do you get the audacity to slander the Wei family!"

Behind.

Lu Zhanpeng was getting impatient.

"Ancestor, why waste words with a dying man!"

The Lu family patriarch gave Lu Zhanpeng a barely perceptible nod.

next moment.

The two transformed into two streaks of light, moving with lightning speed, and attacked the Wei family patriarch from both sides.

The Lu family patriarch raised his flag-shaped magic weapon slightly, stirring up a raging storm that swept towards the Wei family patriarch.

the other side.

Halfway there, Lu Zhanpeng suddenly turned around.

The magic sword in his hand shone brightly, instantly growing to more than ten zhang in length, its cold light chilling, as it slashed through the air towards the Wei family's Gale Warship.

"You wicked thief!"

The Wei family patriarch's expression changed drastically.

On this swift warship lies Wei Yating, a promising talent in alchemy, who represents the hope for the Wei family's future rise.

Clearly, the two masters of the Lu family had planned this all along.

Even in a two-on-one battle between fake Core Formation cultivators, it's difficult to determine life or death in a short time.

It would be better to nip it in the bud and extinguish the Wei family's last hope before making any further moves.

The Wei family patriarch wanted to turn back to save them, but was tightly entangled by the Lu family patriarch.

It's unintentional!
The Wei family patriarch was caught off guard.

In fact, even if he was prepared.

It's also impossible to block both Lu family members at the same time.

If the other party is willing.

Sooner or later, they will be able to lock onto the Wei family's swift warships.

Wei Xinghong gritted his teeth, steered the swift warship, and changed direction to escape.

However, Lu Zhanpeng's magic sword was incredibly fast.

It's three points faster than the Gale Ship.

In just a few breaths.

The magic sword was emitting a terrifying sword light, about to strike the Gale Warship.

At this time.

A strange white mist suddenly drifted out from the Gale Warship.

Within the white mist, countless transparent ice fish of spiritual energy appeared, transforming into streaks of azure light that blocked Lu Zhanpeng's magic sword.

Under the power of the magic sword, those blue-green ice blocks shattered and dispersed into countless tiny ice fragments.

However, there were simply too many blue-light ice walls.

Each blue-green ice wall slightly slowed down the speed of the magic sword.

A little adds up to a lot.

When the magic sword shattered more than thirty blue ice walls.

The swift warship narrowly escaped the range of the magic sword's lock.

The Wei family patriarch felt much more at ease.

He knew that Shen Danshi's friend had finally made his move. The Lu family patriarch was greatly surprised.

"Zhanpeng, we can't let them get away!"

"I'll keep Wei Qingxin occupied, you go after them, don't let a single one escape!"

"Zhanpeng knows!"

Lu Zhanpeng snorted coldly, transformed into a streak of light, and gave chase.

Its speed of escape was faster than that of the Gale Warship.

Wei Xinghong's heart was pounding, his face was ashen, and he did his best to steer the swift warship.

A strange voice came to my ear.

"Fly downwards, to the sea!"

Wei Xinghong was taken aback.

He had never heard that voice before.

Look around.

The dozen or so promising members of the Lu family were all looking at him expectantly.

Apart from that, there was no other person in sight.

"Hurry, if we don't get into the sea soon, there's nothing I can do!"

The unfamiliar voice spoke urgently.

Wei Xinghong stopped thinking about it.

They steered their swift warships, turning them around and plunging vertically into the sea.

With a "thud".

Water splashed everywhere.

The swift warship crashed several feet into the seabed, then bounced back up.

At this moment, Lu Zhanpeng had already arrived.

"Who are you, sneaking around like that? Die!"

The magic sword once again burst forth with dazzling light.

The immense spiritual power drew the seawater, creating towering waves that surged forth in a mighty torrent.

The warship rocked violently and nearly capsized.

Inside the cabin, there was a deathly silence, not a sound to be heard.

The dozen or so Wei family seedlings were all dumbfounded.

They peered through the window, their eyes wide with alarm at the dazzling sword light.

Everyone felt a fear that emanated from their very soul.

Even Wei Xinghong, who was in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, was paralyzed in his hands and feet and unable to move.

"Is this the power of a true immortal?"

"The suppression from a higher realm is something I, as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, cannot resist at all!"

A wave of sorrow rose in Wei Hongxing's heart.

Not for yourself.

Instead, it was for the Wei family's dozen or so sparks of hope.

"Is our Wei family truly doomed to perish here?"

at this time.

A strange chanting sound suddenly came from the seawater.

Like an old ox.

Majestic and imposing.

It seems to transcend countless ages, possessing an indescribable sense of vicissitude and mystery that awes the soul.

Wei Xinghong suddenly realized what was happening.

The spiritual pressure that had been binding him suddenly vanished.

No, it didn't disappear.

It was shattered by the roar of the dragon in the sea.

"go!"

Wei Xinghong roared.

The swift warship suddenly accelerated, breaking free from Lu Zhanpeng's magic sword lock once again.

Lu Zhanpeng's face turned ashen.

The Wei family's Swiftwind warship escaped his control once again.

"what!"

"Come out!"

Lu Zhanpeng wielded his magic sword and slashed fiercely at the sea that emitted the dragon's roar.

"Moo!"

This time, the sound was even louder.

It sounds just like the roar of an ancient dragon from legend.

Followed by.

A five-zhang-long (approximately 10 meters) long dragon emerged from the sea, soaring through the clouds and rushing towards Lu Zhanpeng.

"Beast! Die!"

Lu Zhanpeng didn't take a mere second-tier top-grade dragon snake seriously.

He pointed his fingers like a sword at the serpent.

Space seemed to have been cleaved open.

The magic sword, emitting a sword light over ten feet long, shot forward rapidly.

"careful!"

The warning issued by the Lu family patriarch came a little too late.

The voice just fell.

The serpent's demonic aura surged dramatically.

He approached Lu Zhanpeng, getting within five zhang of him.

The dragon's mouth suddenly opened.

A mysterious talisman flashed by.

The next moment.

The talisman surged, transforming into a bolt of lightning, carrying a violent aura capable of destroying everything, and struck directly at the unsuspecting Lu Zhanpeng's face.

There was a "boom".

Thunder and fire filled the sky, and light shone hundreds of feet high.

Lu Zhanpeng let out a blood-curdling scream.

The entire body was fried until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, emitting a fragrant aroma of cooked meat.

Lu Zhanpeng is a fake Dan Zhenren.

Ordinary high-grade magic weapons cannot break through his physical defenses.

Before Lu Zhanpeng could react...

The serpent flew close.

The dragon's teeth suddenly grew to over a foot long, sharp and pointed.

He opened his mouth and bit Lu Zhanpeng.

"Beast!"

The intense pain returned.