klisemfg Chapter 1993
Chapter 1993
Jue Wuqing's words were not transmitted through sound, but spoken in a normal volume—everyone present, except for the Holy Sons and Daughters of the Void Reversal Realm, as well as the powerful beings at the True Immortal and Immortal King levels, could clearly hear the almost overflowing mad killing intent in his words.
Such a monstrous disciple, let alone being ruthless, would likely be sought after by any of the Ten Great Holy Lands if he were to be outmaneuvered and killed by a Celestial King or True Immortal with unequal combat strength. They would probably seek revenge at any cost.
Upon hearing this, the seven Celestial Kings and God Kings couldn't help but shake their heads and smile wryly, their gazes fixed on the arena.
At this moment, the triple divine body phenomenon around Chen Xuan became more and more solid, and the aura he emitted alone was enough to suppress Han Jiuling and the other eight people so much that they could not raise their heads.
Several Holy Land Lords secretly sent telepathic messages to Jue Wuqing, their tone tinged with weakness: "Brother Wuqing, if my disciples are defeated later, don't ask for too much money. After all, it's not easy to support a Holy Land Great World; we're almost starving."
However, some people's eyes flashed with fighting spirit, and they secretly sent messages to their old friends in the same camp - Dao Yi Saint Lord was one of them.
He was dressed in a Taoist robe, holding a whisk, exuding an air of otherworldly grace. His gaze swept over the Holy Lord of Yaochi, the Holy Lord of Jiuyou, and the Holy Lord of Tianxuan, and he transmitted his voice:
"In this battle, we are not without the ability to fight, but we will have to lose some face."
Upon hearing this, the Nine Nether Saint Lord, the Heavenly Pivot Saint Lord, and the Yao Guang Saint Lord all looked at the Dao Yi Saint Lord, waiting for his solution to break the deadlock.
“You and I know best what path our disciples excel at and which supernatural power they have mastered. This little boy Chen Xuan is indeed remarkable, but he also has obvious weaknesses.”
Dao Yi Saint Master's gaze fell on Chen Xuan, whose aura was overwhelming on the arena, and he continued to analyze the situation through telepathy.
“My disciple Tianyi cultivates the Great Dao of Array Formation, and is only one step away from comprehending it; the Holy Son of Yaochi cultivates the Eternal Dao of Water, and with the Yaochi inheritance phenomenon, the two of them together can block Chen Xuan’s advance.”
"As for Tianxuan Saint Son, Han Jiuling, Xia Jiuyou and others, they can join forces to besiege him and exhaust his divine power. Without the support of divine power, he will have to maintain the Law of Heaven and Earth, three heads and six arms, four immortal energies and three strange phenomena at the same time, and also deal with the siege. He won't be able to hold on for long."
At this point, Dao Yi Saint Master shook his head slightly: "However, the arena at the top of the ten thousand mountains is a world evolved from a broken supreme imperial weapon. Even as immortal kings, we cannot directly transmit our voices to guide our disciples in battle. We can only tell them the way to break through."
Upon hearing this, the four Immortal Kings, Yaoguang, Jiuyou, Tianxuan, and Yaochi, all frowned subconsciously—it would undoubtedly damage the prestige of the Holy Land if the Immortal Kings personally instructed the younger generation on tactics.
But when they saw Jue Wuqing and Zi Chen's smiling faces in the distance, they instantly made up their minds: if they didn't do this, after this battle, they would definitely be extorted by that madman Jue Wuqing.
"In that case, let's do as Brother Daoyi says." The Holy Lord of Tianxuan nodded helplessly.
"Fine! Even if it's an unfair victory, we can't let that madman get away with it!" Yao Guang Holy Lord gritted his teeth and said.
"Look at his face, it's almost twisted into a chrysanthemum, it's infuriating!" The old woman of the Nine Netherworld Saint Lord said in a deep voice.
After the five reached a consensus, the first to speak was the Holy Lord of the Nine Netherworlds.
She looked at Han Jiuling and Xia Jiuyou on the arena, whose expressions had suddenly changed, and her voice pierced through the void, resounding throughout the entire arena:
"Jiuyou and Jiuling, you two will coordinate with the formation of Yaochi Saint and Tianyi, and join the other peers who are focused on killing to attack!"
Suddenly, the Immortal King's voice rang out from the void, and everyone was stunned. The smiles on Jue Wuqing and Zi Chen's faces froze instantly. They looked at each other and saw astonishment in each other's eyes.
Jue Wuqing was the first to react. He immediately pointed at the Nine Nether Saint Lord and was about to curse him, but before he could finish speaking, another voice followed.
The one who spoke was the Holy Lord of Yaochi—the beautiful woman who held a twelve-petaled lotus platform and wore a dress shimmering with rosy light.
A faint smile played on her lips as her gaze pierced through the void and landed on the Holy Son of Yaochi: "Tianmang, later you will use your special phenomena to form an array to block Chen Xuan's attack. You only need to focus on defense."
"Tianyi, you are in charge of setting up the grand formation and coordinating with Tianmang; Xuanyi, you and the others will unleash your trump cards for a pincer attack!" Dao Yi Saint Master's voice followed immediately, his tone carrying an unquestionable majesty.
Subsequently, the Holy Master of Tianxuan and the Holy Master of Yaoguang also spoke one after another, telling the disciples on the arena word by word the tactics they had already discussed.
Speaking alone would damage one's reputation, but when five people speak together, the negative pressure is greatly reduced—it's as if this isn't "a celestial king instructing a junior," but rather "five holy lands discussing countermeasures together."
"Hahaha! Good! Very good! You bunch of bastards, you're really something!"
When people are extremely angry, they can actually laugh – and this ruthlessness perfectly illustrates this point.
He pointed at the five Celestial Kings, laughing maniacally, and his insults were even more merciless: "Bah! Holy Land Leaders, Celestial Kings! Do you have no shame? You've even abandoned all dignity just to avoid defeat!"
Seeing that Jue Wuqing was furious and cursing, the Holy Lord of Yaoguang finally felt some relief from his previously suppressed emotions.
He smiled faintly, his tone tinged with smugness: "The ranking battle is a crucial battle for enhancing the prestige of the Holy Land, and it is of great importance. We are merely giving our disciples some pointers on how to handle it; the rules do not prohibit it—and since it is not prohibited, it is permitted."
The old woman, the Holy Lord of the Nine Netherworlds, also spoke up, her tone tinged with mockery: "Fellow Daoist Wuqing, please don't be angry. If you wish to offer guidance, you can tell Chen Xuan the way to deal with it privately, and we will not object."
The room fell silent upon hearing this – everyone could hear the sarcasm in it. The five holy lands had eight disciples, while Jue Wuqing's side only had Chen Xuan; the others were "teamwork," while Chen Xuan was "fighting alone." Even if Jue Wuqing offered guidance, what could he change?
Jue Wuqing knew perfectly well that in the eyes of a Celestial King, no flaws of a Void Realm cultivator could be hidden.
The combined attack plan devised by the five Celestial Kings is bound to be flawless. Chen Xuan already needs multiple methods to enhance his abilities, and his divine power is greatly depleted. If he cannot end the battle in a short time, defeat is almost certain.
The void was filled with ruthless and furious shouts and curses, the words of which were so offensive that even the disciples on the eight warships couldn't help but frown.
But the five immortal kings didn't care at all—as long as they could win, what did a few insults matter?
Perhaps finding the insults offensive, the five Immortal Kings immediately ordered their disciples on the arena: "Join forces immediately, defeat Chen Xuan, and end this farce!"
Once Chen Xuan loses, Jue Wuqing's anger will be of no use—the outcome is already decided, and saying anything at that point will only make him seem like a sore loser.
Chen Xuan and the eight holy sons and daughters on the arena were all stunned by this sudden "guidance from the Immortal King." But after receiving clear tactical instructions, the eight holy sons quickly recovered from their initial shock, their eyes regaining their determination—with the guidance of the Immortal King, they might not be without a chance of victory!
Yaochi Saint Son Tianmang, Daoyi Saint Son Tianyi, Yaoguang Saint Son Moxingyan, Tianxuan Saint Son Qinliu... Although these four are not good at killing, they are extremely skilled in the art of support, defense and control.
With a clear division of labor, their auras instantly became calm and composed, subtly echoing the other four holy sons who were primarily focused on killing. A net of encirclement against Chen Xuan was quietly being laid out.