Eternal Life as False Emperor

Chapter 486: Chapter 384_2

Bai Zhirui was carefully selected by Zheng Yi and, of course, wouldn’t be given up on so easily.

"You won’t die," Zheng Yi said resolutely from the other end of the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror.

"At least in this battle, you won’t die."

"Master, are you serious?" Bai Zhirui was overjoyed, completely missing the hidden meaning in Zheng Yi’s words.

"Yes!"

At first, Bai Zhirui was a bit puzzled.

The current situation was that the enemy was strong, and they were weak. How could Master be so certain they would win?

But soon, Bai Zhirui shouted with excitement, "Master, are you going to intervene personally?"

This was the only possibility she could think of now.

Lin Feng and Su Yao, who were recovering their cultivation, were startled awake and looked confusedly at Bai Zhirui talking to herself.

Every time at such critical moments, Bai Zhirui often talked to herself inexplicably.

It must be that this Fellow Daoist has a unique way of thinking.

They were used to it.

There must be some extraordinary plan she has thought of again.

The decisive battle ahead might be something to look forward to.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Neither side had recovered to their best state, but under the current circumstances, both sides could only reach such a level.

Before the battle, Lanshan found a slightly higher mound: "Fellow Daoists, the three human cultivators up there are enemies that we of the Nether Spirit Race must eliminate."

"As everyone knows, they carry exotic treasures, and including myself, we all want to obtain them."

The cultivators of the Nether Spirit Race stirred slightly.

Some things are best left unspoken, so how could someone say it outright?

Without giving them time to react, Lanshan’s hoarse voice rang out again.

"But this time, I advise everyone to give up and not have any unrealistic thoughts."

Seeing the anger on everyone’s faces, Lanshan decisively stepped aside, revealing the Huiyue Demon Venerable behind him.

"Why?"

"Heaven and earth treasures, to the virtuous..."

Before Lanshan could finish, two dissatisfied cultivators began to argue.

But as soon as they started talking, they noticed the presence of the Huiyue Demon Venerable.

The rest of their words were swallowed back abruptly, making them extremely uncomfortable.

"What, do you want the treasure of this Venerable?" Though they stopped in time, how could it escape the notice of the Golden Core Great Cultivator?

Without waiting for the two to explain, the Huiyue Demon Venerable extended his hands, and the two Nether Spirit Race cultivators were directly drawn to them.

The Huiyue Demon Venerable grasped their heads, slightly exerting force.

The two heads exploded like watermelons.

To the Golden Core Great Cultivator, dealing with these Foundation Establishment Junior Cultivators was no different from crushing an ant.

This act of killing as a warning immediately made everyone behave.

The Huiyue Demon Venerable, satisfied with their current demeanor, coldly warned, "I’ll say it one last time: that White Lotus Magical Artifact is mine; none of you should even think of touching it, or else..."

He glanced down at the dissipating bodies: "That will be your fate."

"As for the other things, I have no interest; take them as you wish."

No one doubted him, for he was the majestic Demon Venerable, a Golden Core Great Cultivator.

Even Lanshan, who had successfully trapped Bai Zhirui and the others, didn’t believe the Huiyue Demon Venerable would go back on his word.

Lanshan was pleased: "So what if you have treasures? As long as the Huiyue Demon Venerable is here, you can forget about using the same old tricks."

After addressing internal issues, Lanshan pointed towards the mountaintop: "Kill them all!"

"Kill!" The Nether Spirit Race cultivators shouted in unison.

The next moment, a variety of attacks flew directly towards the mountaintop.

Bai Zhirui, Lin Feng, and Su Yao at the mountaintop were already prepared.

A giant white lotus suddenly expanded, enveloping the three of them.

In the next instant, a dense wave of attacks completely submerged the white lotus.

When the white lotus appeared, the Huiyue Demon Venerable’s body tensed.

All his attention was focused on the white lotus.

First, he wanted to see the quality of the White Lotus Magical Artifact.

And secondly, he wanted to probe the strength of the person pulling the strings behind the scenes.

The attack was so dense that the three junior human cultivators alone couldn’t possibly fend it off.

Even if the White Lotus Magical Artifact was incredibly powerful, it wouldn’t be easy for Foundation Establishment cultivators to support it.

The person lurking in the shadows would surely have to intervene.

The Huiyue Demon Venerable seemed to be doing nothing. In fact, everything around was under his control.

Inside the densely attacked white lotus, Lin Feng and Su Yao were somewhat worried about Bai Zhirui’s situation.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, are you... alright?"

"Sister Bai, if it doesn’t work, we should think of another way. Don’t push yourself too hard."

Both of them knew the inside story and understood that this White Lotus Magical Artifact was not something extraordinary.

At least, it couldn’t withstand such a dense and fierce attack.

"Don’t worry, I can still hold on." Bai Zhirui’s ease left Lin Feng and Su Yao utterly puzzled.

They couldn’t figure out how she managed it.

Bai Zhirui didn’t know their thoughts. If she did, she might have told them: "Of course, it’s because of Master."

At this moment, the one driving the White Lotus Magical Artifact was naturally Zheng Yi himself.

However, relying solely on his own strength, it was also challenging to achieve this.

In an earlier battle, Zheng Yi accidentally discovered that by converting his Power of Time through the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror, he could generate tremendously immense power.

Unfortunately, this power wasn’t truly his. Using it would mean complete consumption, and it couldn’t be replenished by his own cultivation.

The reason Zheng Yi was so generous now was that he previously obtained 34 points of Power of Time from these Nether Spirit Race members.

If this battle went well, he might even gain more.

One point of Power of Time could allow him to sustain the White Lotus Magical Artifact against these Nether Spirit Race cultivators’ frenzied bombardment for a quarter of an hour.

Although it was still painful to spend it, the cost wasn’t unacceptable.

After consuming 2 points of Power of Time, the Nether Spirit Race cultivators’ frenzied attacks finally ceased.

Upon seeing the proud white lotus standing tall at the mountaintop, everyone was left agape with shock.

"What a treasure," the Huiyue Demon Venerable exclaimed in joy.

The stronger the White Lotus Magical Artifact, the happier he was.

Despite so many people attacking for such a long time, they couldn’t do anything to that white lotus.

The Nether Spirit Race cultivators’ morale plummeted, and everyone looked to Lanshan, awaiting his order.

Lanshan was also in turmoil, wondering how to proceed when they couldn’t make a dent despite such efforts.

They couldn’t just continue the barrage forever, could they?

What if the thing simply couldn’t be broken no matter what?

While he was at a loss, the white lotus at the mountaintop flickered a few times and disappeared.

Although he didn’t know what happened, there was no room for Lanshan to hesitate at this moment. He immediately shouted with ecstasy, "They must be out of magical power now. Fellow Daoists, let’s charge together."

After saying this, he was the first to fly towards the mountaintop.

Seeing him take action, the others naturally had no more concerns.

A large contingent of Nether Spirit Race cultivators, along with the Nether Beasts and puppet mechanism magical artifacts they controlled, blocked the sky and covered the earth.

Bai Zhirui and the other two felt as though the sky had darkened.

With his foot on the flying sword, Lin Feng aimed straight at the sky, "Fellow Daoists, I’ll go up first."

With magical power surging, he rode the flying sword straight into the Nether Spirit Race cultivators in the sky.

He collided head-on with one person, beheading them instantly. The second tried to retaliate, but before they could react, both they and their weapon were cut in two by Lin Feng.

Lin Feng’s victory was short-lived as a Sword Cultivator from the Nether Spirit Race blocked his path.

"Human junior, don’t be arrogant. Taste my sword!" The two flying swords clashed heavily.

A crisp ring echoed.

Both swords spun and flew far apart.

Then, they almost simultaneously adjusted back and continued to attack the opponent.

Meanwhile, Bai Zhirui faced off against Lanshan.