Eternal Life as False Emperor

Chapter 489: Chapter 386: A Small Outburst

The giant demon god’s attack was like a meteor crashing from the sky. Bai Zhirui and the two others dared not face it head-on, and immediately dodged.

But despite its massive size, this creature was much more agile than they had anticipated.

No matter how the three of them evaded, they were locked onto by the enemy’s attack.

"Scatter!" Bai Zhirui twisted in the air, first throwing Su Yao far out.

As a Sword Cultivator, Lin Feng’s speed was naturally one of his strengths.

In the blink of an eye, he had already flown several hundred meters away.

Afterward, Bai Zhirui unfolded her body technique, trying to escape the range of the giant demon god’s attack.

But it seemed as if the opponent had it in for her. No matter how Bai Zhirui dodged, she couldn’t escape the giant demon god’s divine sense lock-on.

The other members of the Nether Spirit Race, seeing this, also launched attacks, preemptively sealing off possible escape routes for Bai Zhirui, forcing her to withstand the giant demon god’s assault.

"Heh heh!" Zheng Yi sneered inwardly, "These fools are really stupid."

While Bai Zhirui was strenuously evading, she couldn’t help but respond with a bit of annoyance, "Master, even if you won’t help, could you not throw insults?"

"In this situation, why don’t you find a non-stupid way out?"

Even a clay figurine has a temper. She was fighting desperately here, and instead of helping, her master was gloating.

In just a moment’s lapse in focus, Bai Zhirui nearly got speared by a sneaky flying sword, almost becoming a skewer.

Even though she evaded it in time, a more than one-foot-long gash appeared on her arm.

"Be careful, I meant those Nether Spirit Race members are stupid."

"Have you not noticed, even with the situation this dire, most of them are still holding back?"

Despite this, the scene still looked extremely perilous.

Lin Feng and Su Yao were already surrounded by several Nether Spirit Race cultivators.

Those guys dealing with them did not aim for merit but sought to make no mistakes, merely trapping them so they couldn’t support Bai Zhirui.

Everyone else was desperately attacking Bai Zhirui.

No matter how extraordinary Bai Zhirui’s strength was, under such attacks, she was utterly bedraggled, and in the blink of an eye, covered in wounds.

Knife wounds, sword wounds, burns, and scalds were visible everywhere.

Yet, what puzzled Lin Feng and Su Yao was that despite the danger, Bai Zhirui still hadn’t used the power that easily obliterated Lanshan earlier.

Both of them realized that such powerful force surely couldn’t be used frequently.

They immediately grew anxious, wanting to assist Bai Zhirui.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, hang in there!" Lin Feng’s flying sword suddenly accelerated, wildly circling around the Nether Spirit Race cultivators.

Though Sword Cultivators have the most formidable attack power among all cultivators,

Lin Feng’s cultivation was still relatively shallow, and on top of that, these Nether Spirit Race cultivators didn’t entangle with him, focusing solely on defense.

Lin Feng tried several times, not only failing to get close to Bai Zhirui but being forced to become more and more distant from her by these people.

Lin Feng was so, especially since Su Yao, who wasn’t primarily offensive, was even more at a disadvantage.

"Sister Bai!" She desperately tried to rush over to help.

Yet not only was it ineffective, but she also ended up getting wounded repeatedly.

Bai Zhirui was startled and urgently warned her, "Don’t worry about me, protect yourself!"

Even if others didn’t know what was going on, how could she not know herself?

Although she appeared to be covered in wounds,

under her master’s control, these injuries were merely superficial.

Though they looked rather severe, in many cases, she even had to disguise them to seem worse because the injuries were too light.

And the purpose of all this was naturally to make these enemies complacent and careless.

Zheng Yi told her, "These enemy attacks may look fierce, but in reality, they’re all using their own little schemes."

"Maybe they saw others fighting hard and thought that holding back a bit wouldn’t hurt."

"Perhaps they still have their eyes on that fake treasure."

"No matter their thoughts, holding back in such a critical moment is an extremely foolish choice."

"At a time like this, the more seriously we seem injured, the lighter their attacks will become."

"Because right now, they haven’t figured out how to gain the most benefit after the fight is over. Therefore, they don’t want you to die now."

Initially, Bai Zhirui was somewhat skeptical.

How many times had these Nether Spirit Race guys suffered from her master’s hand? How could they not have learned their lesson by now?

But when she pretended to be injured as per Zheng Yi’s instructions,

those seemingly fierce attacks indeed became much weaker than before.

If the previous attack power was at a nine, now it wouldn’t even reach a six.

Of course, there were still a few fools giving their all, but there were at most only one or two like that.

Feigning injury to lower the enemy’s guard. Find the right opportunity for Zheng Yi to take out most of the enemies in one strike.

That was their plan.

Of course, the plan wasn’t without its flaws.

With Zheng Yi’s help, Bai Zhirui would never be in real life-threatening danger at any time.

Lin Feng and Su Yao, however, didn’t have an elder’s assistance.

Bai Zhirui could only hope that they would hold on as much as possible.

Unfortunately, things didn’t go as hoped.

Su Yao’s lack of killing power due to her cultivation technique was apparent.