AWB Chapter 373 Battle of Nascent Soul Avatars
Chapter 373 Battle of Nascent Soul Avatars
Chapter 373 Battle of Nascent Soul Avatars
Upon hearing this, Chen Yi continued running at the same pace, but was silently calculating in his mind.
His original plan was to wait for the human-faced dragon and Kudu and others to have a conflict over the ownership of the Xuan Shen, and then take advantage of the chaos.
But this plan is too unpredictable, and the initiative is entirely in the hands of others. If they really reach some kind of agreement and join forces to clear the area, then I won't even be able to escape, let alone seize the treasure.
Ji Wuchen's new proposal seems to be more suitable.
First, Ji Wuchen's motives are believable. He needs the essence of the barrier to cultivate his supernatural powers, while Chen Yi needs the Xuan Shen (mysterious ginseng).
The two are not in conflict; in fact, they can be said to be perfectly complementary.
Secondly, since Ji Wuchen was the one to break the barrier, he would bear the main risk.
His Yin-Yang Magnetic Ring was a powerful tool for opening such barriers. Although it would be damaged, it was still much safer than forcibly breaking through the barrier himself. He could then focus on obtaining the treasure and then escape.
Finally, and most importantly, this plan puts the initiative in their own hands. By sowing discord between the Human-Faced Dragon and Kudu, they create chaos and thus create an opportunity to seize the treasure.
Of course, there are also risks involved.
After all, trying to seize a treasure during a battle between two Nascent Soul avatars is like snatching chestnuts from a fire.
No one can guarantee that they won't be hunted down by the Human-Faced Flood Dragon and the Bitter Du afterward, but in this ancient battlefield, any cooperation comes with risks. In comparison, the success rate of this plan is already quite high.
Moreover, Ji Wuchen said that after he succeeded, he would stay in that Yin-Yang Realm to refine and cultivate.
The majority of the hatred should be directed at him.
From this perspective, there doesn't seem to be much of a problem with doing it this way.
But he still hasn't replied.
Silence, sometimes, is an answer in itself.
Ji Wuchen seemed to understand Chen Yi's meaning, and after chuckling, he stopped transmitting his voice.
The two of them have a good understanding of each other.
Sometimes, not replying or refuting is a form of tacit agreement.
At this very moment, the Yin-Yang boundary, where black and white energy flowed endlessly, was surrounded.
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After losing sight of the two "rats," the human-faced dragon's anger not only failed to subside but intensified. Its serpentine body coiled in the air, its human face filled with a violent aura.
It recalled a verbal agreement reached by these high-level beings from the outside world before entering the ancient battlefield: to jointly target the cultivators of the Great Qing Realm, and if given the opportunity, to try to sneak into the Great Qing cultivation world. They had already seized the perfected Daoist essence of the Great Qing cultivation world.
The two people who just ambushed him used Buddhist techniques and the Ji family of the Great Qing Realm, respectively. This debt can be placed on the Great Qing Realm.
One reason is that he was furious.
The second reason they entered the ancient battlefield was that these high-level beings from the outside world had agreed to take action against the Great Qing cultivation world.
This time, taking advantage of his sneak attack, we can thoroughly investigate the foundation of the cultivators in the Great Qing Realm, especially the Nascent Soul avatar of that Vajra Temple.
With this in mind, the human-faced dragon no longer hesitated.
A terrifying green light suddenly erupted from its body, carrying an eerie aura that could destroy everything. It actually tore apart the chaotic spiritual energy that was everywhere in the ancient battlefield, forming a straight passage.
Its body transformed into a streak of light, directly crossing the black-and-white yin-yang boundary and speeding towards a region a hundred miles away that was slowly moving and cautiously exploring.
There, ten cultivators from the Great Qing Dynasty's cultivation world were gathered together, led by Kudu of the Vajra Temple.
Before the person even arrived, a furious roar filled with murderous intent echoed like thunder across the sky for hundreds of miles around.
"You bald-headed monk! I trusted you and reached an agreement with you to refrain from action for the time being!"
"Yet you secretly dispatched your men to ambush me from behind! As expected, your Great Azure Realm, such a small region, is nothing but a pile of mud, never capable of producing a true dragon!"
"I'd like to see just how much power your so-called Vajra Temple incarnation actually possesses compared to your true self!"
The voice, carrying the pressure of a late-stage fourth-order demon king, pressed down on the group of cultivators from the Great Azure Realm like a mountain, causing everyone's expressions to change drastically.
Behind them, the blinding green light clung to them like a maggot, its speed increasing rapidly. The terrifying demonic energy almost materialized into a tangible, foul wind that swept over them, stinging their cheeks.
The protective auras of the weaker Nascent Soul cultivators in the group flickered unpredictably under the erosion of the demonic wind, clearly indicating that they were already struggling to hold on.
Just as everyone was extremely anxious, the green light suddenly accelerated and instantly blocked their path.
As the light faded, a gigantic dragon was revealed, its entire body covered in dark green scales. On its head, however, was a face that looked remarkably like a human woman, except that its eyes were oily green and its lips were crimson, exuding an indescribable eerie beauty.
The human-faced dragon hovered in mid-air, a mocking smile appearing on its face. Its light passed over the group of astonished and uncertain cultivators, locking onto the leader, Ku Du.
It no longer concealed itself, but directly revealed the true identity of the Bitter Du with a sharp, piercing sound, like metal rubbing together.
"That Nascent Soul cultivator from Vajra Temple is playing some tricks! Hiding his true form and creating an avatar among a group of Nascent Soul juniors, what advantage are you trying to gain? You've completely disgraced the Vajra Temple of the Great Green Realm!"
The human-faced dragon's roar was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, the ripples instantly engulfing all the cultivators of the Great Azure Realm present.
A Nascent Soul Avatar?
These four words struck like a bolt from the blue, exploding in everyone's mind.
In an instant, everyone's eyes unconsciously focused on Kudu, their eyes filled with shock, doubt, and a hint of barely concealed fear.
The fact that the Human-Faced Flood Dragon revealed the true identity of the Bitter Deity is somewhat unethical.
There is an unwritten rule in the Great Azure Realm: Nascent Soul cultivators remain hidden within the realm and do not participate in the struggles between cultivators.
This serves both as protection for lower-level cultivators and as a tacit understanding to maintain the balance of the realms. If Nascent Soul cultivators were to intervene arbitrarily, it would be a devastating blow to Core Formation cultivators, rendering any competition for opportunities meaningless.
This time, the Vajra Temple's Nascent Soul avatar personally intervened, claiming to lead the cultivators of the Great Azure Realm to seize resources for the Vajra Temple in this ancient battlefield. This was already a breach of morality and a loss of popular support. Now, with this demon exposing his actions in public, he has lost even more popular support.
"Is it true? Master Kudu is a Nascent Soul avatar?" A cultivator couldn't help but use his divine sense to transmit his voice to his companion, his voice trembling.
"I don't know—but the human-faced dragon's strength is unfathomable; it wouldn't need to lie about something like this, would it?"
"If it's true—then what are we? Cannon fodder?"
"After all, following a Nascent Soul avatar to risk life and death on this perilous ancient battlefield to seek opportunities—if we truly face total annihilation, the enemy will only lose an avatar. But what about us? If we die, we're truly dead!"
"Damn it, no wonder he was able to produce so many good things before, he's actually a Nascent Soul cultivator with a lot of wealth!"
"We've been tricked! We've been used as pawns!"
Whispers and telepathic exchanges instantly spread through the ranks, and the once orderly formation visibly loosened.
Many cultivators had already quietly moved back, and their gazes toward Kudu had changed from respect to wariness and distance.
Upon hearing the human-faced dragon shout this, many cultivators from the Great Azure Realm wanted to leave.
After realizing that his identity had been exposed, the morale of his troops, which he had painstakingly gathered, was immediately shaken. Ku Du's face, which always wore an innocent smile, finally stiffened for a moment.
A flicker of annoyance at being exposed flashed deep in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper murderous intent.
He knew that he absolutely could not admit it at this moment, otherwise, if morale collapsed, not only would he be unable to deal with this human-faced dragon, but he himself would likely be immediately isolated and helpless.
Kudu was suddenly enraged. He took a step forward, his aura surging, and roared in a booming voice, "Human-faced Flood Dragon! I spared you from skinning you and taking your core out of consideration for your arduous cultivation. But you've gone back on your word and are spouting nonsense to sow discord! I see you harbor malicious intentions towards my Great Azure Realm. Since you wish to die, I will grant your wish!"
His words were righteous and stern, filled with anger at being slandered.
"Form ranks!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ku Du let out a soft shout. This shout did not travel through the air, but resounded directly in the consciousness of the nearly twenty remaining cultivators in the Great Green Realm, carrying an undeniable majesty and driving force.
However, this time, even though he used his inexplicable ability to trigger celestial cause and effect in an attempt to forcibly connect everyone's energy, the effect was greatly reduced.
Not all of the twenty or so cultivators cooperated with him.
Some hesitated, their magical power circulating intermittently; others had shifty eyes and simply stood still, clearly unwilling to get involved; those who were willing to cooperate were unable to give their all due to their doubts.
With the addition of those who were injured and left earlier, the entire formation became incomplete.
Although streaks of spiritual light managed to rise, attempting to outline the profound array diagram, the light flickered, and the flow of spiritual energy felt sluggish. The power of the corresponding arrays practiced before was now probably only about 50-60% of what it used to be, or even less.
"Hahaha—idiots! A bunch of fools who've been sold out and are still helping to count the money!"
The next moment, the human-faced dragon let out a piercing laugh. Its green light had already reached the target. It paused in mid-air for a moment, looking down at the flawed formation below with disdain. Its chest heaved, it took a deep breath, its entire chest expanding, then it opened its massive maw and roared out!
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A cry!
A piercing shriek, unlike anything any living being could produce, and composed entirely of divine soul power, suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
The sound was invisible and intangible, yet it was like red-hot steel needles, piercing deep into the minds of everyone present!
In an instant, all the dozen or so people in the arena felt their souls being filled with terrifying fluctuations.
Their sea of consciousness was like a pond tossed with countless boulders, creating towering waves. Overwhelmed by the excruciating pain, everyone's vision went black, they clutched their heads and screamed in agony, blood even seeping from their seven orifices.
Seeing all the prepared spells and supernatural powers instantly collapse under this soul impact, and several cultivators coughing up blood and weakening under the backlash of spiritual energy, the entire team instantly lost all ability to resist, becoming lambs to the slaughter.
At this critical moment.
"Namo Amitabha Buddha".
A Buddhist chant suddenly rang out. The sound was initially low and deep, but it carried a strange penetrating power, like a ray of Buddhist light rising amidst the whispers of raging waves. In the chaotic world of everyone's souls, it suddenly dispelled the shrieking sound of their souls.
Kudu sat cross-legged, his appearance solemn and dignified, radiating a gentle yet unassailable golden light. He formed mudras with his hands and chanted mantras, each word transforming into a golden swastika symbol that swirled and danced in the air, protecting everyone within it.
This time, the monk Kudu did not hold back, using the six-syllable mantra of Vajra Temple to stabilize the opponent's soul attack.
Golden chants and piercing shrieks collided violently on an invisible level, creating visible ripples that spread through the air.
Both the human-faced dragon's soul shriek and the monk Kudu's six-syllable mantra clearly do not belong to the category of ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul supernatural powers. Their power has reached the late stage of Nascent Soul, or even the peak of Nascent Soul, and they are extremely high-level soul attacks.
At this moment, the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Great Azure Realm, protected by the Buddha's light, recovered from the excruciating pain of their souls being torn apart. Their faces were pale, and their eyes were filled with lingering fear.
They could see all too well that this kind of battlefield was simply beyond their capabilities.
Master Kudu—no, the strength this senior has displayed is simply beyond the capabilities of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!
The claim by the human-faced dragon that the monk Kudu was an incarnation of a powerful deity from the Vajra Temple has almost been confirmed.
When the truth came out, the anger of being deceived and the fear of death intertwined, plunging everyone's hearts into despair.
Just then, the mocking voice of the human-faced dragon rang out again.
"A bunch of idiots! Are you ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators still going to risk your lives for him? Get out of here!"
The human-faced dragon let out a loud shout, instantly dispersing most of its soul-piercing shriek power.
Those Nascent Soul cultivators from the Great Azure Realm felt as if the rope binding their necks had been loosened, and the terrifying pressure on their souls suddenly eased.
They knew perfectly well that the other side was deliberately sparing their lives. Staying would be nothing short of suicide!
"Walk!"
"Hurry up!"
It's unclear who shouted first, but then the scene completely spiraled out of control.
One after another, streaks of light flashed, and the crowd no longer cared about camaraderie. They used all their strength to flee in all directions, fearing that if they were a step too slow, they would be swept into the terrifying battlefield where gods were fighting.
In an instant, everyone scattered, and the once bustling battlefield became empty, leaving only Kudu and the human-faced dragon facing off in the air.
Watching those figures abandoning him without hesitation and fleeing for their lives, Kudu's expression changed slightly.
He finally realized that the human-faced dragon's first attack was not intended to injure the enemy, but to drive them away and completely isolate him.
This monster might have been targeting him from the very beginning!