ccnovels #406 - Simple and unpretentious
#406 - Simple and unpretentious
With a mere wave of his hand, Wang Ji Xuan extinguished the divine soul of an elderly spirit cultivator.
Then, the smoke magic he unleashed caused all the spirit cultivators to lose their target, rendering them unable to form an effective offensive.
At that moment, the spirit cultivators suddenly experienced a sense of déjà vu.
The way they casually crushed those technological civilizations using spirit energy was just like how this great pioneer was now using means they couldn't comprehend to destroy them, with equal ease and simplicity.
They didn't even have time to escape.
Four Wang Ji Xuans simultaneously materialized from the smoke, one real and three illusions, all striking out with a palm towards the target with a red glow above their head.
The four instantly activated their full-body spirit energy circuits, attempting to block Wang Ji Xuan's wave of attack;
But three of them prepared in vain, as the illusory figures flashing before their eyes shattered instantly.
The old man chosen by Wang Ji Xuan widened his eyes, his gaze filled with shock, watching his spirit energy circuits shatter one by one, feeling the violent tremor of his own core circuit.
All that remained in his eyes was that palm.
The palm seemed soft and weak, yet also incomparably powerful, and along with the shadow of the palm came an endless, vast artistic conception.
A layer of haze clouded the old man's eyes.
He seemed to see countless illusions, the tinkling of mountain springs, the murmuring of flowing water, the rushing of rivers, the surging of heat waves.
He completely abandoned resistance, not knowing how to resist, as peaceful as when he was in the womb, allowing Wang Ji Xuan's palm to press onto his already aged body.
Wang Ji Xuan gently pushed, as if sending the old man to sleep, the palm leaving no trace on the old man's body, merely pushing him back a few meters.
The next instant, the robes on the old man's back split open, as if blasted by a torpedo, a burst of energy carrying blood rain spraying out thousands of meters behind him.
The old man's eyes stared blankly, the light in them rapidly dimming.
Another one.
Daoist Wang smiled as he looked at the red dots everywhere, as if appreciating a delicious meal, lightly smacking his lips.
"You are truly weak; this humble Daoist has only just used one trump card, and you can't take it anymore."
A large number of attacks appeared around him.
Wang Ji Xuan's body directly turned into mist, like a cloud of black gas swelling up.
Impossible to lock on to;
Impossible to impact.
"Seal the space!"
"He's a monster! He's a monster!"
"Kill him quickly!"
The group of old men shouted incessantly.
Two of the old men had already begun to retreat, seemingly wanting to escape first.
Daoist Wang had anticipated this.
A group of greedy, fearful individuals who couldn't even face their own deaths, lacking ideals, lacking souls, and lacking any value in existence.
Killing them benefits all beings.
Wang Ji Xuan's spirits soared, his figure pouncing forward to kill.
The spirit cultivators seemed to have received a message, suddenly stabilizing their formation from the chaos, beginning to retreat rhythmically while fighting, several spirit cultivators with space-based abilities began to create some spatial obstacles.
This must be Hei Yao interfering again.
Wang Ji Xuan could guess with his toes that Hei Yao, hiding in the shadows, must have given these old men and women a pep talk, saying that his forcibly elevated state couldn't last long, and so on.
Hei Yao was indeed doing this.
However, Hei Yao wasn't clear on one thing;
If it were other Great Demons in the Nascent Soul realm, they would often slaughter a city to destroy a powerful enemy, absorb souls to strengthen themselves, or use soul-refining arrays to extract spirit energy, making themselves stronger in a short period of time, which indeed couldn't last long.
But this 'cannot last long' is a relative concept, lasting at least a few days.
Otherwise, the opponents that the Great Demons risked heavenly condemnation to fight would only need to find a way to hide, and they could always avoid the storm.
And what about Wang Ji Xuan?
There was no heavenly condemnation here, he possessed the Demon Lord's mark, and he had refined many marks through the Dragon Python Devouring Heaven Technique, and he even had the remnant soul of a Great Ascension stage cultivator as a foundation…
In this state, as long as his mind could hold on and not be devoured by the myriad spirits, he could fight for ten days or half a month without problems.
However, Daoist Wang was indeed feeling uncomfortable now.
It was as if hundreds of thousands of people were holding a meeting in his brain, a large number of resentful souls constantly wailing, and the various negative emotions they had before being refined were also eroding his Dao heart.
However, Wang Ji Xuan couldn't care about these things.
If he didn't kill these spirit cultivators, he would never have peace in his life!
As for the path to immortality…
Forget about it, he couldn't become an immortal anyway!
Then what was there to be afraid of!
First, kill to his heart's content, turn the world upside down, and live out this life freely!
Wang Ji Xuan let out a long roar, black clouds rolling in from all directions, simultaneously splitting into dozens of illusions, fighting with the group of spirit cultivators.
Within a thousand miles, spirit energy surged into streams.
The earth constantly cracked, and the sea of clouds collapsed one after another.
The scope of the battle here was already very wide, a Body Integration stage cultivator fighting against many, still not falling behind at all, the ghostly figure, the endless stream of methods, making these spirit cultivators exhausted to parry.
Wang Ji Xuan was fighting with excitement, also because he himself was too unbearable, letting out a long roar from his mouth.
Demonic energy sweeps three thousand miles, the Daoist shows his fierce power today!
However, Wang Ji Xuan quickly discovered that after he had destroyed the souls of two more spirit cultivators, the other spirit cultivators had begun to disperse and retreat.
He randomly chose an old man whose appearance didn't meet his aesthetic standards to chase after, and incidentally began to think of ways to find the shadows of Hei Yao and Ye Zi.
'I have to find a way to figure out what happened between Ye Zi and this humble Daoist's second life.'
This obsession in Daoist Wang's heart had not dissipated.
… …
Hei Yao's expression fully demonstrated how to go from giggling to not giggling in a short period of time, and then to super not giggling.
The casualties were so heavy.
He had been playing a winning game for two or three hundred years, and had begun to get used to everything being under his control, but now, this great pioneer who suddenly jumped out had really taught him a lesson.
Clearly, so many spirit cultivators who could herd a planet gathered together, which should have been a nearly invincible force.
But now, not only had they failed to take down Wang Zheng, but they were also being chased and beaten by Wang Zheng, and even five of them had been killed in a short period of time!
These were five spirit cultivators!
Although they were the old, weak, sick, and disabled batch, they themselves didn't have much damage, and many people had very rich combat experience.
When their spirit cultivation civilization was at its peak, the number of core circuits didn't even exceed a thousand!
Hei Yao understood that this was a power that exceeded his understanding.
Especially the rolling demonic energy.
The weakness of spirit cultivators was almost the same as that of blade beasts, that is, their own soul strength could not match the power of the rules mastered by their core circuits.
They were just users of core circuits;
Or rather, puppets of core circuits.
However, now was not the time to sigh, Hei Yao, as the leader, must stop the loss in time and restore the confidence of the organization members.
Actively go up to meet the enemy?
If it was the previous Wang Zheng, Hei Yao still had some confidence.
But with the current Wang Zheng, Hei Yao probably only had a 60-70% chance of winning, so he didn't plan to directly take action, but was thinking of ways to injure Wang Zheng, increase his chances of winning, and then appear to capture him.
In fact, even if he lost today, it wouldn't matter.
Hei Yao's core team—the old man who controlled the black mist—was now probably safe.
He was also near this old man, using spirit energy circuits to sense the condition of Wang Ji Xuan and other spirit cultivators.
Don't look at these spirit cultivators who, when encountering tough opponents, don't dare to be the first to stand out;
When they escape for their lives, their skills are endless.
The person Wang Ji Xuan was chasing now also showed extremely high tenacity, and it wouldn't be a problem to escape for a while.
Hei Yao kept thinking.
He also had some of his own insights into dealing with opponents like Wang Ji Xuan's personality.
Morality would bind them;
Justice would kidnap them;
Many things, they couldn't get past the hurdle in their hearts.
So, Hei Yao had now come up with three methods that could strike at Wang Zheng.
The first method was to kidnap Ling Tong.
Ling Tong was Wang Zheng's only lover, and it was said that the two had a good relationship, and Wang Zheng's personality was the so-called emphasis on love and righteousness, and kidnapping Ling Tong was the most direct and effective method.
But the disadvantage was also obvious, that was, Wang Zheng would completely tear his face with you.
In the past, it might have been a difference in position, but later it would probably be a never-ending battle.
Hei Yao ruled out this idea, he actually had more plans for Wang Zheng, this 'great pioneer'.
The second method was to kidnap humans on Earth.
This was also not difficult to do, he had attack methods that were ten times or a hundred times stronger than those black mists in his hand, and the humans hiding in underground fortresses themselves had no means of resistance.
It's just that doing so would consume resources and expose his cards, and it would not be conducive to subsequent plans.
Therefore, Hei Yao was more inclined to the third method.
Eliminate some humans, put humans into a state of despair, force humans to surrender, and also force the Black Storm to give way.
This plan was not bad, and it consumed fewer resources.
It's just…
He didn't want to do it himself.
Hei Yao looked at Ye Zi next to him and said with a smile: "Ye Zi, do you think you have made mistakes before?"
"Huh?" Ye Zi was stunned for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Leader, if you think I have made mistakes, then I have made mistakes."
"Then you can make up for your mistakes."
Hei Yao touched his chin, took out a small pocket from his arms, and handed it to Ye Zi.
He said slowly: "Now you have the ability to fly, right… It's very simple, fly directly up from here and release the things inside."
Ye Zi blinked: "Is this a mission?"
"I said, it's a chance to make up for your mistakes," Hei Yao smiled, "The consequence is to eliminate about 50% of the life forms in this area."
"That's good."
Ye Zi breathed a sigh of relief, took the pocket very easily, and then urged the golden core in his body, stepping on a disc and quietly rushing into the air.
Hei Yao sighed in admiration.
“She still doesn't care about the rights of other lives.”
“The perfect girl.”
After speaking, Hei Yao lowered his head to look at the earth below, gently exhaled, and turned to quietly approach the airspace near Wang Ji Xuan.
He had layers of concealed psionic energy on his body.
Wang Ji Xuan really couldn't detect him at the moment.
As for the battle on the ground… Hei Yao looked down and happened to see a King-level Blade Beast send a large mech flying.
“What a miserable little civilization.”
Hei Yao lamented with compassion.
… …
Di, di.
Inside the cockpit of the super-large mech, Ling Tong, who was taking a temporary rest, forced herself to close her eyes and rest for a while.
This super-large mech was not yet completed, and it started reporting errors frantically after a few rounds of high-intensity combat.
Fortunately, Ai Mina successfully injured the Pillar Blade Beast, and the battle situation in this vicinity was considered stabilized with Ai Mina's help.
It's a pity that there is only one Ai Mina.
Ai Mina's psionic slave legion had already worked very hard, but the role it played was not very obvious in terms of the overall battle situation.
The sudden appearance of two groups of black mist caused two large obvious dark areas to appear on the map, which also greatly stimulated the Blade Beasts' desire to attack.
With the Blade Beasts' frantic attacks and the disruption of firepower deployment, the western and northwestern lines had collapsed to varying degrees.
Military deployment and firepower allocation are technical tasks in themselves.
Ling Tong was restraining her urge to pay attention to another battlefield.
She was a soldier, an officer, and could not have other distractions on the battlefield, and had to do her job well.
But she couldn't help but…
Ling Tong opened her eyes and looked at the screen beside her.
In the corner of the screen, lines of battle reports were quickly scrolling by, and battle reports about the Black Storm were circled by high-level autonomous mechanical bodies.
These battle reports caught her attention.
The Black Storm was besieged by a dozen psionic cultivators;
The Black Storm requested Ai Mina and others to provide limited protection to the human battlefield, and the three psionic cultivators began to fight against the Pillar Blade Beast;
The Black Storm began to escape;
The Black Storm entered the interior of the third Pillar;
The Black Storm began to counterattack.
The energy reaction of a psionic cultivator was rapidly disappearing! The Black Storm killed a psionic cultivator!
The second one! The second one has been killed!
The Black Storm began to pursue the enemy psionic cultivators!
Battle reports should not have emotions; simple and easy to understand is the best; the last few battle reports used words and characters to express the messenger's excitement.
Humans seemed to see hope in him again.
Ling Tong smiled, but there was a hint of loss in her eyes.
Although her improvement had already been very great, she was still unable to keep up with the pace of her 'subordinate'.
“Commander,” the auxiliary mechanical body beside her reminded, “You should rest for a while. Our mech is expected to be able to rejoin the battle in twenty-five minutes.”
“Okay,” Ling Tong closed her eyes again, “Prepare two ampules of stimulant for me.”
“Yes, Commander.”
“The Black Storm is too powerful.”
An auxiliary mechanical body said with emotion:
“The power that we cannot understand, great power in the individual, is actually contrary to our survival philosophy, but if it weren't for him, we would face the end.”
An auxiliary mechanical body raised an objection: “If the situation is created by individual power, can it really last? Will there be problems later?”
“A good situation is better than a bad situation. We must first survive.”
“Alright, I still think that there should be no carelessness on principled issues. We can regard him as an individual who has made great contributions to the collective, rather than an individual that the collective needs to look up to.”
“Go tell that to some ancient civilization. People have developed to almost stage 2.0, and they still shout about the great pioneers every day.”
Ling Tong suddenly asked: “These intelligence reports don't seem to be something that you few should be able to obtain. Which channel did you get them from?”
The four auxiliary mechanical bodies instantly shut up.
They looked at each other, hesitating, not knowing what to say.
One auxiliary mechanical body scratched its head: “We certainly haven't done anything against the rules. You believe us, we also gossip about some things… Gossip is just a beautiful extension of thought.”
Ling Tong didn't ask any more questions.
She was just scaring these few 'young people'.
“Well, you…”
Doo — —
Woo — —
The cockpit was suddenly covered in red light.
Ling Tong suddenly stood up, her hands reaching into the operating 'sleeves', her eyes flashing with light.
But no enemies appeared on the big screen.
What's going on?
“Damn it!”
An auxiliary robot responsible for external intelligence suddenly cursed, and a picture appeared on the big screen.
It was a huge asteroid, probably several hundred kilometers in diameter, which was now accelerating from outside the atmosphere.
With the side of the asteroid facing the Earth as the front, a large number of propulsion trails appeared on its 'edge' and behind it.
High-quality asteroid impact;
The simple weapons of ancient civilizations are so simple and unadorned.
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* (PS: It's a bit late today, sorry, sorry. The writing is seriously stuck, and I want to add some jokes but I'm afraid it will break up the writing, which is a bit uncomfortable.)
* (In addition, I estimate that our book will not have any resources. The average order of more than 30,000 is the peak; the growth resource gift package that should be arranged should also be gone. It was set in September, and it has not been scheduled in December. I have adjusted my mentality. All the author can do is write a good story, the rest is not important.)