Because he had already asked his fellow sect members, only Immortals cooperating with a Grand Array have the ability to extract Immortal Spirit Qi.
But it is time-consuming and laborious, and this Secret Realm is not worth doing so at all.
Now it is discovered that these indigenous people actually contain so much within them.
It's quite a good method.
Thinking of this, he was done with being lazy, and issued a command.
Behind him, cultivators of the Lower and Fifth Realms activated the Nine-sided Shield, spreading it out to cover all the enemies in front.
Strikes of thunder light shot out, quickly annihilating all of them.
However, this time they mastered control, leaving many corpses for Small Knife.
The Martial Artists had no enemies left to fight, so they could only clean up the battlefield.
Small Knife didn't look around here but instead directly looked forward.
Because a large group of wildmen were already coming this way, estimating to be over ten thousand, all of the Fifth Realm.
From other directions, a large number of wildmen were also surrounding them.
Seeing this, Small Knife smiled, opened his Personal Space, and released a large number of subordinates.
All of them were of the Fifth Realmβthis was the most basic: players, indigenous people, and Daoist Soldiers.
The mission had long been issued.
A large number of subordinates surged out immediately.
For this move, these indigenous people were indifferent, the encirclement had formed, howling as they charged in.
Soon, the combat turned into chaos.
Here, if players died, the losses could be heavy, they might end up as vegetative states or even die in reality.
However, with Small Knife, the Master of the World here, opening the World Master Realm.
Even if they fall in battle, their Soul Fragments wouldn't be lost, they would be collected by Small Knife, hence the loss would only be some Experience.
So as long as the Master of the World is here, they have no fear of life or death.
Moreover, even upon death, as long as they don't log off, staying asleep in the game chamber, they won't truly die.
Players can pre-set the location where they disconnected, issue tasks, as long as a player can retrieve his Soul Fragment, he can be restored, avoiding death.
Many players set most of their possessions on tasks, once they die, if time exceeds, tasks automatically start, even setting their full wealth as task rewards in great advance.
Getting back to the point, at least with the World Master present, within the World Master Realm, and while high-reward missions are available, the players remain dauntless.
Furthermore, the players' methods are diverse, employing various tactics liberally.
No choice, the task rewards are high, and there are ranking rewards too, leading them to have no reservations about their secret techniques.
The World Master seldom issues such urgent missions, whenever there's a chance, the players fully exert themselves.
Thus, even though Small Knife deployed not many players, their momentum was like a raging torrent, with an unstoppable force.
Among the indigenous ones, there were also some demons of Celestial Pride Level, but they were immediately targeted by various players' tactics, even single-use Spirit Talismans were used liberally.
Magical Treasures and such were extremely varied.
Also, some wealthy individuals directly released Fifth Realm Daoist Soldiers.
Here, releasing Daoist Soldiers indicates losses, without some reserve, truly daring not to do so.
Yet those who could release them worked in concert, forming Battle Arrays and such, their inherent strength was formidable.
The Master of the Great World is indeed excellent.
Small Knife marveled, the rebirth of a player and the Experience lost could actually be reclaimed by his World Master Realm by a large amount, amazing.
Appreciating the battlefield, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.
It finally arrived.
A group of elite wildmen, not even a hundred, yet all were of the Sixth Realm? Who else is here?
Could they be mimicking me, but that sedan chair looks too hideous, too primitive.
Sitting on the beast skin above was a great man, entirely naked, yet his whole body was covered in scales, holding an extraordinarily massive stick.
The Wildman King of Unrivaled Sixth Realm? Small Knife lingered his gaze longer on that stick.
Because that was clearly a Sixth Realm Spiritual Material, at the Peak of the Sixth Realm, so gigantic, with purity and quality exceedingly high, at least able to havve more than ten portions of Spiritual Materials.
That is worth a fortune.
Among the other Sixth Realm ones, some also wielded Sixth Realm Spiritual Material weapons.
Instantly making Small Knife's eyes somewhat red.
With a command to his subordinates, he directly leapt, speeding towards the Human King.
"Haha! You outer realm demons, finally one of you has some guts." Immediately also pounced towards Small Knife.
Boom, the two collided together, the surroundings exploded directly, yet maintained within a hundred meters radius, the intensity of this Secret Realm, even Small Knife's Great World couldn't compare, if it were a Little World, likely the entire Little World would burst open.
Small Knife retreated three steps, his fist trembling and cracking, the sound of bones fracturing was heard, surprisingly he fell into disadvantage.
While the opponent remained unscathed.
The injury on Small Knife's fist proved difficult to recover, containing an eerie power, apparently an effect of the opponent's weapon material.
No, it's not that Small Knife is weak, the two are nearly the same, but the opponent has an advantage with a close-combat weapon.
"Haha! No matter who you shield, today you must stay here!" the Wildman King laughed, swinging down the massive stick towards Small Knife.
The other Sixth Realm wildmen, although also strong, at this moment couldn't intervene, even dared not get too close, but surrounded both Small Knife and his opponent, ready to sacrifice their lives at a crucial moment to prevent the enemy from escaping.
If one can kill a Human King level enemy, the merit will be enormous.
At this moment, seeing the Master of the World at a disadvantage, many players on their side became anxious.
Some used Magical Treasures, some used Spirit Talismans.
But they were easily blocked by those wildmen guardians, only now do they truly realize the gap between them.
They were easily killed even before getting close, regardless of how they defended, the result was the same.
The wildman guardians alone shattered the precious Magical Treasures with a single strike.
Seeing them harassing, a few guardians turned, grinning viciously, "Ants seeking death."
Watching Sixth Realm wildmen make their move.
The Nine-sided Shield flew up, enveloping everyone within it.
The Lower Realm cultivator carefully measured again and again but did not act.
He was very angry with himself for only being in the Fifth Realm, if he acted, the nine spiritual artifacts would be powerless to burst again for a short time.
If only he were in the Sixth Realm, his spiritual power would be sufficient.
Boom!
This strike, surprisingly Small Knife didn't retreat.
Originally, a golden light burst out from his body, forming Golden Bell Body Protection.
At the moment of being struck, the Golden Bell dimmed by three degrees.
However, during the moment of impact, it flashed, and five rays shot out from within.
This is the Lifebound Treasure, able to be cast by sealing the Divine Soul aura within the body, without displaying the Seventh Realm's aura.
Otherwise, if Small Knife's Divine Soul of the Seventh Realm used the Nine-sided Shield, releasing the aura of the Seventh Realm's Divine Soul would be courting death.
This greatly startled the Wildman King.
But just then, the bell rang, and his Divine Soul became momentarily dazed.
Five Flying Swords, each capable of easily killing a Sixth Realm, at this moment merged into one, consolidated as one sword, stabbing towards his forehead.
Just as it was about to hit, the Human King's scales all over his body astonishingly released a virtual shadow in the shape of scales, like armor, blocking an inch in front of him.
Boom.
The virtual shadow dissipated.
Unfortunately, the Flying Sword's glow dimmed, splitting into five, turned into five streaks of light, flew back, and entered the Golden Bell, like five dragons on the inner wall.
Damn it! This hit was supposed to at least severely wound an Unrivaled Sixth Realm Martial Artist.
Small Knife cursed, surprisingly not killing him.
But the scales on the Wildman King's front also evaporated, and simultaneously, the luster of the scales all over his body dimmed as if they decayed.
At least it seems impossible to recover in a short time.
I just don't believe it.
He flew up, enduring the heavy stick's blow, seizing the chance to embrace his opponent, launching a frenzied attack.
It's completely a desperate close combat of sacrificing eight hundred to harm a thousand.
At least preventing the opponent's huge stick from fully unleashing its might.
Moreover, Small Knife had Golden Bell Body Protection, fitting closely to the skin surface.
The scales on the Wildman King's skin surface dulled, reducing Defense significantly, thus allowing Small Knife to gain the upper hand.
The Wildman King struggled to pull away, but simply couldn't.
It's the first time seeing such a fanatical outer realm demon, even more terrifying is that golden body protection, he couldn't break it for the moment.
In a short period, the Wildman King bled from his seven orifices, bruised all over.
He indeed possessed a robust body of Unrivaled Sixth Realm Martial Arts, yet still didn't control cell-level Leakless True Body, nor obtained Unbreakable status.
This made Small Knife delighted, to extinguish an Unrivaled Wildman King with his fists, that was definitely satisfying.
