The Battle for the Divine Pillar (I)
In terms of influence, protecting the Divine Pillar is undoubtedly more important. The Demon Beast only harm the people of one place, while the Divine Pillar is related to the safety of the entire world. However, some things cannot be decided simply by the quantity. If we really have to sacrifice the local people to protect the Divine Pillar, it will be difficult to get rid of the guilt afterwards.
Besides, no one knows what will happen if the Divine Pillar breaks. The result may not be death, but the Demon Beast will definitely bite people to death.
Such choices are always extremely difficult. Not everyone has the decisiveness and awareness to bear all the consequences like Yan Jinghong. Murong Qing also found it extremely difficult, so she thought of a compromise on the way.
"Let's vote. The minority should obey the majority. There are exactly seven people, so we're not afraid of a tie."
If the decision is made collectively, then the responsibility can be shifted to the group, and the sense of guilt will be much less. Most importantly, a decision can be made quickly without wasting time. At this point, whatever choice you make is better than making no choice at all.
Ling Huanxi stated, "I have no objection."
Ji Shichen also said, "This method is quite good."
Si Ming remained silent for a while, opened his mouth, but could not utter a word.
At this moment, Yu Shuying suddenly burst into laughter, staring at Murong Qing and saying, "I originally thought that you, having just advanced to the Nascent Spirit Transformation, were full of ambition and had pondered for a long time on the way, would surely have some profound insights. I never expected you to utter such foolish words."
Murong Qing wasn't annoyed and asked, "What's your plan?"
"Even after I learned of the horrific massacre of the Demon Beast army and the impending doom of the Demon Race, they still did not retreat but continued to harass the Nation of Valor army. I guessed they would resort to such tactics. The Demon Race's refusal to retreat was not because they felt they still had a chance to turn the tide, but because of their cooperation with the Remote Heaven Society. It was probably at the Remote Heaven Society's request that they had no choice but to continue fighting. Therefore, I had already prepared to request reinforcements."
Murong Qing stared at Yu Shuying for a while, then asked to confirm, "You're not lying to me on purpose, are you?"
Yu Shuying said irritably, "What would I lie to you about! Lying to you at a time like this would be tantamount to admitting defeat! I want to prove that even if you advance to the Spirit Transformation, I can still play a greater role than you!"
Fearing the two would start arguing again, Si Ming quickly said, "I believe you. Tell me, what's the next step?"
Yu Shuying immediately gave instructions. "You go with Uncle Ji to protect the Divine Pillar. Remember to stall for time as much as possible. Hualiu stays with me, and the rest of you are responsible for intercepting and killing the Demon Beast."
The others had no better options, and at this point they could only choose to trust Yu Shuying, so they went their separate ways.
After everyone left, Yu Shuying turned to Diao Bao and said, "What are you still doing lying on the ground? Hurry up and bring the box over here."
"Boss, have pity on my butt!" Diao Bao said pitifully.
Yu Shuying casually tossed over a cork, saying, "Make do with this for now."
"How can this thing..."
"If you have any complaints, I'll shove these two water-splitting spikes in and make you a fierce and violent man."
"Boss, let's set off immediately, time is of the essence!"
Chapter 700 The Battle of the Divine Pillar (Part 1)
In the area protected by the Divine Pillar, the corpses of soldiers lay scattered on the ground. All of them had been killed in a single blow, their bodies cleaved in two, their internal organs and intestines spilling out, soaking the earth into a pool of crimson blood.
The Moth Emperor glanced at the corpses on the ground with disgust, thinking that she should have done it herself. If it were her, she would have used fine, needle-like finger strikes to kill these people, ensuring that their bodies remained intact after death, just as they had in life, and avoiding the mess left on the ground.
However, it's a bit too late to think about these things now, especially since I still need their help.
The Moth Emperor glanced warily at the Black Armor General beside her. The general was completely shrouded in thick black armor, with not a single inch of skin exposed. Even his helmet was airtight, with only two gaps left for the eyes, but even then, the eyes were completely obscured, just a dark mass.
The corpses on the ground were all killed by this Black Armor General, who slew them one by one with his greatsword, which was powerful enough to kill an elephant. Of course, such a massacre was nothing special; any decent Nascent Spirit Transformation could do it. But what made the Moth Emperor wary was that throughout the entire process, the opponent only used one move—a diagonal slash with his sword.
Without dodging or defending, he simply pressed forward, slaying anyone who blocked his path with One Sword strike, letting his opponents bombard him with all sorts of special moves and weapons, including crossbows and cannons, but unfortunately, not a single mark was left on his black armor.
Based on this estimated strength, even the Moth Emperor, the King of Monsters, had to be alarmed and secretly on guard. In particular, the opponent did not have a trace of human aura. She did not know whether it was blocked by the black armor or whether the opponent was not human at all, but a puppet.
The Moth Emperor prefers the former, because humans are isolated beings, especially those special individuals who cannot be replicated. If it were the latter, it would mean that the Remote Heaven Society could create them indefinitely, which would be a terrible future and a disaster for everyone, including enemies and allies.
In addition, there was another guy she couldn't figure out either.
Noticing the Moth Emperor's gaze, Nether Lord nodded slightly and smiled, "It's about time to begin the ceremony. Those assassins and Demon Beast might not be able to buy us enough time."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of cyan jade. Inside the jade was a striking image of a black dragon exploring the sea. It was unclear how it was imprinted there. A six-clawed black dragon soared among the clouds and sea, its head reaching towards the rivers and seas. Below were towering waves, and above was the vast sky. The black dragon's body stretched out horizontally, agile and domineering, as if it had the ambition to rule the world. The vast landscape and the thousands of acres of waves were all contained within its claws.
The Moth Emperor couldn't help but grumble inwardly, "Five claws are the true dragon; six claws are too much and become heresy." But these were not her concerns. She said, "Then let's begin."
Nether Lord raised the cyan jade stone and activated his spiritual power. Streams of dark energy flew out from the corpses of the soldiers and flowed into the jade stone. Then he performed a series of ritualistic steps and formed hand Law Seals.
"I offer my body and soul, my liver, brain, blood, and flesh as a sacrifice; I beseech the demonic soul and mysterious spirit to descend upon my divine palace."
The black dragon immediately came to life from the blue jade stone, flew out, and coiled in mid-air like a python hunting its prey. A strong spiritual wave rippled outwards, mixed with the prayers formed by the thoughts of countless people, together summoning the Divine Pillar.
In an instant, the Divine Pillar was summoned from the Imaginary Number Space, its position precisely where it was entangled by the black dragon.
Nether Lord looked up at the sky, focusing his energy on his eyes, yet he still couldn't see the end of the Divine Pillar. He couldn't help but marvel, "What a magnificent sight! There are no embellishments or artistic carvings, just sheer towering height. It's so perfectly executed that it's breathtaking."
The Moth Emperor had no interest in appreciating the spectacle; she only wanted to rescue her people as quickly as possible, lest she be left all alone on the vast earth, searching the entire world only to find her and Xing Daozhuang, two Monster Race. This feeling of wandering and loneliness was unbearable; surrounded by other races, she felt like a goose mixed in with a flock of ducks. She wondered how Xing Daozhuang had managed to endure it.
Besides, she had been suppressed by the same pillar for so many years, that even a golden pillar had become something she loathed. She immediately said, "We can admire them later; there are still two pillars left."
She raised her hand, her palm gathering a seven-colored rainbow of light, which shot out with an aura of the end of all things, striking the Divine Pillar. The intense surge of Primal Qi caused the surrounding earth to tremble.
However, the Divine Pillar remained completely still, without the slightest crack.
"It's useless. All Spiritual Qi energy attacks can't harm the Divine Pillar. This is the Divine Pillar's inherent attribute, 'Spiritual Energy Immunity.' The only way to destroy it is through physical means. Based on our current research, using divine weapons to cut it down is still the most effective method."
Moth Emperor turned her gaze to the greatsword in the Black Armor General's hand. Nether Lord shook his head and said, "That sword is useless. Although it looks very imposing, it is far from being a divine weapon. At most, it is a first-rate craftsman's tool."
As he spoke, he tossed an elegant and beautiful divine sword to the Moth Emperor, explaining, "This sword is called 'The Wheel of Time,' and it possesses the power to control time. It is said that the wielder's every minute will have one more second than others."
The Moth Emperor looked down and saw that the sword had a circular hilt with flame-like patterns, resembling the sun or a clock face. The hilt guard was centered on a circle, with spikes radiating outwards like flames. The blade was covered with ancient inscriptions, and just holding it gave one a sense of the passage of time and the fleeting years.
"When masters clash, a single second is enough to determine life or death; this item truly is a divine weapon!"
The Moth Emperor sighed sincerely, thinking that with her speed and the Divine Ability of this sword, there was no one in the world she couldn't kill; a second was enough for her to kill someone seven times over.