Chapter 507 - 395: Rely on Yourself
"Good, truly excellent, you humans really do surprise us."
"Originally, we just wanted to catch a few small fish, but we didn’t expect even Master Qinghui to take the bait."
Marquis Mu Wu laughed skyward: "There’s no need to hide anymore, come out, all of you."
As his words fell, the space was torn open with rifts.
Seven more Golden Core Great Cultivators stepped through the void.
The formation of the Nether Spirit Race made even Zheng Yi involuntarily take a deep breath: "They’re really spending blood and money on this."
Yet Qinghui and the Four Great Vajra remained unfazed.
The sword lights of two Flying Swords swiftly approached, so fast that compared to them, Lin Feng’s Deep Cloud Sword was like a child’s plaything.
After the Flying Swords arrived, several figures either flew in the air or landed on the ground.
There were also seven people.
Twenty-four Golden Core Great Cultivators appeared in one place. Even though they hadn’t started fighting yet, Zheng Yi felt as if the space here was about to shatter.
"You’ve prepared well, but the more of you there are, the more it shows that our plan is succeeding." Marquis Mu Wu gritted his teeth: "My lord, it is time for you to appear."
For a moment, it seemed as if the entire world had frozen.
In mid-air, a strikingly beautiful hand suddenly emerged, and then forcefully tore open the void, stepping out slowly.
Although this person was a Nether Spirit Cultivator, he didn’t look much different from a regular human, with handsome features and a tall figure, wearing a scholar’s long robe and holding a scroll.
However, just from his nearly three-meter height, it was clear this figure was no human.
Divinity Transformation!
Though he couldn’t see the true cultivation of the opponent, upon seeing him, Zheng Yi already knew his level of cultivation.
Startled, yet Zheng Yi was not afraid.
A Divinity Transformation Cultivator was indeed extraordinarily powerful, but on the human side, there must also be a Divinity Transformation presence.
If they didn’t have that kind of preparation, it wouldn’t be a rescue, but a suicide mission.
Just as expected, as soon as the Nether Spirit Race’s Divinity Transformation Cultivator appeared, a wine gourd the size of a van followed closely.
On top of the wine gourd was a rotund cultivator dressed as a Daoist, his face full of smiles.
"So it’s the Resentment Book Demon Monarch. It seems the biggest card of the Nether Spirit Race is you."
Upon seeing the drunken Daoist, the Resentment Book Demon Monarch from the Nether Spirit Race, with a formerly calm demeanor, suddenly turned vicious.
"Zui Jiu! I didn’t think I’d see you here." The Resentment Book Demon Monarch said, raising his right hand that held the book.
As the sleeve fell, his arm was revealed, full of hideous and terrifying burn scars.
"The things you left with me back then, I’ve kept them all this time. I’ve always wanted to return this favor, just never had the opportunity. Didn’t expect you, a drunken bum, to show up here."
Zui Jiu gulped down several large mouthfuls of wine, casually wiping his sleeve across his mouth: "This poor Daoist never seeks repayment for good deeds, no need for you to return the favor."
The Resentment Book Demon Monarch gritted his teeth: "Filthy Daoist, this isn’t up to you! Today, you’ll die here by my hand."
Zui Jiu squinted, scratching his head lazily: "This old Daoist isn’t ready to go back so soon. I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed today, Demon Monarch."
The two bantered animatedly, yet they seemed not inclined to strike.
They were in no hurry, but Zheng Yi was indeed anxious this time.
Both sides’ Divinity Transformation experts had already stepped forward, clearly having revealed most of their cards.
Even if there were hidden experts, they would not be used until the critical moment; those were the real trump cards.
At a time like this, what’s the point in exchanging words?
If a fight is desired, then go all out and strike first.
If not inclined to fight, then quickly find a way out.
What is meant by ’speed exists in no defeat’?
In many situations, speed is everything.
Zheng Yi lowered his head and pondered briefly, quickly formulating a plan.
He feigned curiosity, darting a glance at the Resentment Book Demon Monarch in the sky.
Nonetheless, as he looked at the opponent, he deliberately emitted a faint, almost undetectable, killing intent.
This killing intent was so weak that even a Golden Core Stage Cultivator might not notice it.
But the Resentment Book Demon Monarch was different; he was a true Divinity Transformation expert.
Sure enough, before his gaze fully settled on the Resentment Book Demon Monarch, he was already counter-attacked.
It felt as if thousands of needles were suddenly pierced into his eyes, the agony unbearable.
Simultaneously, an immense and overwhelming pressure followed.
Even just pressure, but emitted by a Divinity Transformation expert; at Zheng Yi’s current realm, even with the Pristine Human Emperor Body, it could easily crush him.
"Resentment Book Demon Monarch, striking at a junior—does this not sully your status as a Divinity Transformation expert?" Zui Jiu, perched atop the wine gourd, blocked the Resentment Book Demon Monarch’s pressure on behalf of Zheng Yi.
Meanwhile, he was prepared to strike at a moment’s notice.
With cultivators of their rank, starting a fight means involving one’s entire being.
Zui Jiu was already bracing for a bloodbath.
However, the Resentment Book Demon Monarch stood stunned, showing no intention to continue further.
As Zui Jiu was wondering whether there was something wrong with him.
The Resentment Book Demon Monarch suddenly erupted with murderous intent, pointing at Zheng Yi as he shouted to those Golden Core Experts: "Forget about the others, focus all your efforts to kill that one! Whoever manages to take him down, upon returning, I’ll request His Highness the Nether King to grant them the Soul Refining Pill that allows a breakthrough to Divinity Transformation."