One side of the Spirit Void Immortal Domain.
When the Daluo figures, including Ancestor Divine Radiance and Jiang Xuangang, heard that Lu Fan had actually agreed, they were extremely surprised.
In this gamble, the Devil Race seem to have gained the upper hand. Even if they swear that Great Dao Oath, can it truly restrain these unscrupulous demons?
Jiang Xuangang sighed:
"Alas, we are truly incompetent."
Although they didn't understand, they didn't blame Lu Fan and the others for their decision.
"Let me go first in this match."
Ancestor Divine Radiance volunteered.
He was quite open-minded. The young prodigies of the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace had already arranged their escape route, so he went first to let everyone find out the details.
"Ancestor..."
The chief disciples of the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace also felt powerless at this moment.
This level of battle is beyond the reach of even Daluo Golden Immortal.
"If only Ancestor Linyuan were here..."
Jiang Xuangang pondered this, while also wondering why he couldn't contact Jiang Linyuan.
Just as everyone was discussing, an old voice rang out.
"Gentlemen, I am late."
The newcomer was none other than Jiang Linyuan, who had been in seclusion for many years and had now broken through to the Hunyuan Realm.
Jiang Hao's gift of the blue Other Shore not only saved his life but also gave him another chance to break through to the Hunyuan Realm, which he fortunately succeeded this time.
" Ancestor Linyuan..."
Jiang Xuangang was also excited when he saw Jiang Linyuan appear.
"With our ancestor, a master of Hunyuan level combat power, we can feel much more at ease."
Many cultivators showed joy upon seeing Jiang Linyuan appear.
The more strong a person there is, the more hope there is.
Jiang Linyuan nodded. His gaze swept over the grief and exhaustion on everyone's faces, finally settling on Lu Fan, Jiang Hao, and the others in front of him, his eyes filled with even deeper guilt.
Seeing his ancestor in this state, Jiang Hao couldn't help but ask:
"Ancestor, what were you doing all this time?"
Jiang Linyuan spoke slowly, his voice tinged with a hint of helplessness:
"During my seclusion this time, I was fortunate enough to break through to a higher realm. After stabilizing my cultivation, I did not return immediately to oversee things. It was because... I had other plans, wanting to find a way to survive for my Lingxu and for Hao'er and the others."
He paused, met the questioning gazes of the crowd, and said bitterly:
"We went to the Daluo Heaven, met with several powerful Human Race, and earnestly requested that several Hunyuan experts lend a helping hand, and even persuade those ancient, reclusive beings to come and assist us, at least... to restrain some of the Devil Race race's fighting force and relieve some pressure on us."
"And what was the result?"
Jiang Hao asked anxiously, though he already had a bad feeling.
Jiang Linyuan shook his head, a deep sense of helplessness on his face:
"As the Emperor said, the demonic calamity has fully erupted, and it is not only Lingxu that is in danger. Many powerful people are tied up in various important battlefields and cannot get away."
Several others have secluded themselves in the depths of the River of Fate, no longer concerning themselves with worldly affairs.
"And those High Antiquity Heavenly Court powerhouses also had no intention of offering assistance, only stating that if I were to wait for the right time, I could join them to resist the Devil Race invasion together."
"This..."
Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances, finally understanding their current predicament.
They've truly become expendable pawns.
"Or we could just go and seek refuge in the Heavenly Court."
Some people gave up on themselves.
"Hehe."
Soon someone sneered.
"Even if the Heavenly Court were to recruit, it would only be Human Emperor Lu, as well as unparalleled geniuses like Jiang Hao and Su Ming. Previously, powerful figures from the Heavenly Court had visited Divine Mechanism City, but in the end... let's not dwell on it."
The others knew some of the inside stories about Yue Tian and his group's arrival that time.
It's all empty talk, lacking any sincerity.
The Heavenly Court now needs to act as a savior and reclaim its fortune, so it cannot easily take action. To them, the most valuable people in the entire Spirit Void Immortal Domain are none other than those few peerless geniuses who can become the pillars of the Heavenly Court in the future.
"This calamity involves a deeper level of strategic maneuvering... Perhaps, this was destined to be our fate."
At this point, Jiang Linyuan sighed.
He already knew that this calamity was different from the ones before.
A cultivator like him, who has just entered the Hunyuan, has no influence on the situation at all; only a much more powerful being can participate in the game.
Seeing that even the once spirited patriarch of the Jiang Household now seemed resigned to his fate, many cultivators felt extremely dejected.
"Ancestor!"
Jiang Xuangang's expression changed, and he said in disbelief:
Even you...
He never expected that the Ancestor Linyuan, on whom they had placed so much hope, would also lose his will to live; one can imagine the blow he suffered.
Could it be that Lingxu is truly sealed, and even his final struggle is futile?
A deeper despair began to quietly take root in everyone's hearts.
"Ancestor... we still have a chance."
Jiang Hao stepped forward, his posture upright, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, surrounded by celestial light. Far from being crushed by the atmosphere of despair, he shone even more brightly.
He looked at Jiang Linyuan, his eyes bright, without the slightest hint of dejection:
"Ancestor, you once taught me that the Great Dao is only about contention!"
"So what if we're surrounded by powerful enemies now?"
"Despair and resignation will change nothing; they will only embolden the enemy. We know this battle is perilous, but..."
He glanced at the crowd and said loudly:
"But if we, as cultivators seeking the Dao, shrink back because of the perils ahead, or bow down and accept our fate because of the fearsome enemies, then we might as well not cultivate this path at all!"
At this moment, Lu Fan's calm voice also rang out:
"Gentlemen, there is no need to worry too much. Although the Devil Race are strong, we are not without a chance of victory."
His last words were profound; though unspoken, they offered everyone a glimmer of hope.
With the sword in hand, what is there to fear in battle? Just kill!
Nangong Wenjian's body was enveloped in a chilling Sword Qi that soared to the sky, and he said coldly.
"We must be put in a do-or-die situation to survive. This battle is the time to prove the results of our years of hard work."
Li Taiqing nodded.
Lu Fan turned around, took a deep breath, and said:
Even if the road ahead is fraught with peril, we will still forge ahead!
Moreover, it's still too early to tell who will win!
Looking into the eyes of these young people, which held no shadows but only pure fighting spirit, and hearing their resolute words, Jiang Linyuan was stunned.
yes!
These old folks, having experienced so much hardship and pondered so much, were overwhelmed by the cruelty of reality and the indifference of all sides, almost resigning themselves to their fate.
The vigor and spirit of these young people touched him deeply.
"Hahaha! Well said!"
Jiang Linyuan suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter devoid of his previous dejection.
"It is I who am too attached to appearances! Having lived for countless years, I am not as insightful as you children!"
It's better to rely on yourself than on others, Hao'er, young friend Lu, and all my fellow young friends, I am ashamed!
"In this arena, I will fight for you! Even if I perish, I will tear off pieces of flesh from the Devil Race!"
Seeing this, Lu Fan nodded slightly and said in a deep voice:
"In that case, let's discuss the selection of the fighters, maximizing their strengths and minimizing their weaknesses, and striving for every possible chance of victory."
On the other side, among the Devil Race...
The atmosphere was clearly much more relaxed.
"Haha, brilliant strategy, strategist! That brat Lu Fan, as expected, couldn't hold back and accepted the bet."
A burly Devil Race warrior grinned widely, his laughter like thunder.
"Trying to use this as a lifeline? Ridiculous!"
Another powerful Devil Race, shrouded in gray mist, chuckled sinisterly, his voice chilling:
"Ants are driven by instinct to survive. The more they place their hopes on those fragile vows, the more beautiful the despair will be when it finally arrives."
"I can't wait to see their expressions of collapse."
In their view, if the other party dared to agree, they would be doomed.