SFS Chapter 1988 The Elder's Scheme!
Chapter 1988 The Elder's Scheme!
next moment.
The elder of the Black Spirit Tiger Shark clan's eyes flickered slightly, a thought forming in his mind...
A pure white jade talisman, shimmering with a hazy glow, appeared out of thin air in his palm.
The jade talisman trembled slightly, carrying urgent transmission fluctuations.
see,
A flicker of barely concealed joy flashed across the elder's usually calm eyes as he secretly pondered:
Could it be that there is news from within the clan, and they have successfully contacted the clan leader who is in seclusion?
The clan leader is a Nascent Soul Demon Lord, the greatest asset of the entire Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan.
If the clan leader appears, all the current predicaments can be easily resolved.
Without the slightest hesitation, a wisp of pure and profound divine thought pierced through his body and steadily entered the jade talisman in his palm.
next moment,
A rapid, heavy voice, filled with endless anxiety, resounded clearly in his mind, recounting all the changes that had occurred in the ancestral land.
In just a few breaths...
The look of surprise in the elder's eyes vanished completely, replaced by a deep gloom.
His previously peaceful face instantly turned as cold as frost, and his brows were filled with melancholy.
His face was so dark it was almost dripping with water.
The previously restrained aura of a semi-saint stirred slightly, causing the air in the entire main hall to suddenly freeze.
He quickly sifted through the key information in the message, each word piercing to the bone:
A bizarre wave of bloodlust suddenly swept through the ancestral land; cultivators within the clan inexplicably lost control, turning into mindless, ferocious beasts who knew only how to kill.
Ordinary methods are simply ineffective in resisting it.
The entire ancestral land was suddenly sealed off.
The evacuation plan for the ethnic group has been completely thwarted!
A series of terrible news followed one after another, each word like a knife to the heart.
But the elder clan leader, having experienced countless battles and tribulations for his clan, had hardened his character to an unyielding firmness.
He is undoubtedly the pillar of strength for the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan, second only to the Demon Lord of the Nascent Soul stage.
After the initial shock and anger subsided, he quickly calmed down and began to mentally reconstruct the events leading up to this incident.
Almost instantly, a thought clearly surfaced in his mind—
This is no accident; it must be a meticulously planned scheme by human cultivators!
This stems from the intuition of the strong; it has no basis whatsoever, yet it is absolutely certain.
He had already determined in his heart that there was a greater than 70% chance that this was a deadly trap orchestrated by the Nascent Soul Venerable who was stationed in the True Dragon Sea!
"No wonder I felt inexplicably heavy-hearted earlier, as if a huge rock was pressing down on me, and my body's energy flow was abnormally disordered."
The elder clansman's gaze deepened as he muttered to himself.
"It turns out that it was not an illusion, but a manifestation of the void phenomenon caused by the forced sealing of the entire sea area."
Now it seems that the subtle mental connection was absolutely true.
Although the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan was not skilled in array formations and restrictions, he had lived for thousands of years and his experience far surpassed that of ordinary people. Combined with the detailed information from his ancestral land, he instantly confirmed his suspicions.
It can set up an extremely powerful spatial restriction that covers the entire ancestral land and isolates all teleportation channels.
It can unleash a strange, blood-red tide that erodes the mind of cultivators...
Such astonishing methods are beyond the capabilities of Nascent Soul or Half-Venerable cultivators.
Only a human god-level deity possesses such all-encompassing power!
Suppressing the surging frustration and anger in his heart, the elder forced himself to calm down and quickly devised a plan of action.
He knew perfectly well that every minute and every second in the ancestral land was of utmost importance.
Countless younger members of the clan and elite cultivators are losing control and perishing under the corrosive influence of the blood demon.
The foundation of our community is being eroded at an alarming rate, and there is no time to lose.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, weighing the pros and cons and deducing the reasons step by step.
Initially, he considered continuing to utilize the clan's resources to forcibly activate the teleportation array and execute the clan's established "Seed Plan," secretly sending the remaining elites out of the ancestral land to preserve the clan's lineage.
But then I realized that this path was no longer viable.
The two elders have already used the clan's most precious treasure, the Black Gold Void-Breaking Cone.
Although this treasure is not among the most powerful items in the clan's collection...
However, in terms of breaking formations and void restrictions, they are among the best in the race, specializing in countering all kinds of spatial confinement and formation barriers.
Even so...
It still failed to shake the spatial blockade in the slightest.
This is sufficient proof that the spatial restrictions set up by the human race this time are incredibly powerful and cannot be broken by ordinary treasures.
He was also clear about the key point:
The two elders, with their limited cultivation, were unable to fully activate the original power of the Black Gold Void-Breaking Cone, and could only unleash one-tenth or one-twelfth of its power.
Even if he were to personally take action, without the support of the Nascent Soul realm power, the power he could unleash would be roughly the same.
The deadlock could not be broken either.
Unless the clan leader, a demon lord who has reached the Divine Transformation stage, returns and personally breaks the formation.
otherwise!
With only cultivators at the half-saint level and below, they simply could not fully activate the true power of this treasure.
"Continuing to use the clan's resources to forcibly break the seal would be completely counterproductive."
The elder clan leader's gaze turned cold, and he instantly rejected the idea.
"Now that the clan leader has gone missing, the clan's resources are dwindling with each use, and there is no chance to replenish them."
"If we squander the treasures rashly, not only will we fail to break the spatial blockade and avert this calamity, but we will also needlessly damage the foundation of our clan. It would be a losing proposition, and we must never do it."
The thought fell,
He completely abandoned his plan to continue using the clan's resources to forcibly break the deadlock and instead began to think about other ways to survive.
A moment later,
A completely new idea suddenly emerged.
"Since we cannot forcibly break the external space blockade, let's try to block the source!"
"The core of this crisis is the bizarre wave of bloodlust."
As long as the source of the blood evil can be found, completely sealed, and its spread stopped, the goal is to...
Even if the space remains sealed off, there is still a chance to turn the tide!
But as soon as the thought arose, he suppressed it instantly.
A deep sense of apprehension flashed in his eyes as he pondered to himself:
"That human god-level venerable one is incredibly wise and meticulous in his planning. How could he not have thought of this?"
Since he dared to set up this scheme, he must have already prepared a backup plan.
They will never let us easily seal off the source of the bloodlust.
With their path blocked once again, after much deliberation, only one perilous route remained.
"The only feasible way now is to break through the human army's all-encompassing array head-on!"
"It was precisely by relying on this super array that shrouded the True Dragon Sea that the human race was able to complete the spatial blockade and trigger the Blood Fiend Chaos."
Once the grand formation is shattered, all constraints, malevolent energy, and dangers will crumble on their own!
Thinking of this, the elder's expression grew even more solemn, and he felt immense pressure.
This method may seem feasible, but it is actually extremely dangerous.
The root of all the crises was ultimately the Nascent Soul Venerable of the human race who was in charge of the great formation.
The Nascent Soul Realm is the ultimate realm that transcends the Half-Saint realm and overlooks the Nascent Soul realm.
It represents the current pinnacle of combat power in this world.
Any attempt to confront it head-on would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock, or courting certain death.
Despite their seemingly large numbers, the demon alliance was no match for them.
Inside the vast palace, the atmosphere was deathly silent.
a long time,
A resolute glint flashed in the old patriarch's eyes, and he spoke in a deep voice:
"Extremely dangerous, but not without a chance."
His gaze fell upon the vast and boundless Zhenlonghai defense line on the map, his eyes sharp as an eagle's:
"This great array of the human race covers hundreds of millions of miles of sea and imprisons the entire void of heaven and earth. Its scope is terrifyingly vast."
Such a massive array is beyond the control of ordinary half-saint cultivators.
Only by having that human Nascent Soul cultivator personally oversee and suppress it can the foundation of the formation be stabilized, preventing its collapse.
"In that case, they will inevitably be overwhelmed!"
The elder clan leader quickly finalized a solution to break the deadlock, his thoughts becoming increasingly clear:
"Issue orders within the clan to immediately dispatch elite suicide squads to infiltrate the deep sea of the ancestral land and investigate the true source of the strange bloodthirsty waves to find out the details!"
Let's see if we can suppress the source of that eerie, bloodthirsty aura.
"If we cannot suppress it, then we will gather our elite cultivators and split them into hundreds or thousands of raiding squads to attack the human race's array bases from multiple points across the entire region!"
Instead of directly confronting that Nascent Soul cultivator, their aim was to disrupt the rhythm of the formation and deplete its power.
This could very well break the deadlock in the war and avert this crisis of annihilation!
He knew perfectly well that the human venerable one had meticulously planned and must have already taken precautions against any reconnaissance; this operation was likely to yield little result.
It might even result in the loss of elite troops.
But even if there is only a sliver of hope, we must never give up.
"And it can also buy time for the clan leader to return."
Followed by.
A thought suddenly came to mind.
"Our clan's foundation cannot be easily compromised, but we can try other top clans."
His eyes were deep and his mind extremely meticulous.
"At present, all the top clans of the demon race have an immortal blood feud with my Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan."
This provides an opportunity to send messages to all parties, urging them to use their own resources to try to break the seal and find the source of the evil energy.
They used this to weaken the strength of various ethnic groups.
Every bit helps to weaken the opponent.
He naturally knew that the ancestors of all the major clans were shrewd and calculating individuals.
Once it is realized that the situation is unsolvable and futile, it will immediately stop and will never rashly continue to deplete its own resources.
Even if it only causes the opponent to suffer slight losses, it would be a great benefit to the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan, which is currently in a difficult situation.
In an instant,
After weighing all the pros and cons, the elder of the clan finalized the complete solution.
Without further hesitation, he relayed the message directly.
soon.
This news spread rapidly throughout the various camps of the demon race's allied forces at the front lines, reaching even the ancestral lands of each race.
Military orders are like mountains, spreading rapidly in all directions.
……
Deep within the True Dragon Sea, all was deathly silent.
There was not a trace of the usual deep sea's shimmering waves or life.
Thick, crimson mist, layer upon layer, filled the entire void, spreading pervasively to every inch of the sea.
The deep, scarlet color permeated everything, carrying a chilling cold and a fierce, malevolent aura.
The world seemed to have transformed into a boundless, deathly, blood-red sea, with a suffocating atmosphere that made it difficult to even breathe.
This blood-red mist was no ordinary evil miasma; touching it would cause excruciating pain.
Subtle traces of malevolent energy seeped into the very fabric of the body, enough to wear down a cultivator's cultivation and erode their soul, making it extremely dangerous.
Right there in this desolate and dangerous crimson void...
A dazzling golden streak of light suddenly tore through the thick blood mist, piercing the dark and boundless sky, becoming the only bright spot in this blood-red world.
The streak of light moved as swiftly as the wind, its speed reaching its absolute limit.
Through the layers of swirling, blood-red aura, one could vaguely glimpse the flowing light enveloping within...
A giant flying boat with an ancient design and engraved with intricate ancient dragon patterns transformed into a stream of light and shuttled through the void of the blood sea, breaking through numerous obstacles in its path.
The flying boat is perpetually surrounded by a thick, condensed golden light curtain.
A radiant spiritual light, flowing with the essence of Tao,
Obviously.
This is a protective barrier specifically designed to ward off evil spirits.
Whenever the cold, sticky, blood-red mist touched the golden light screen, the golden light screen trembled slightly, rippling out in circles of fine golden waves.
next moment.
The pervasive blood-red mist was completely swept away, protecting the flying boat and ensuring its safety.
However, if one observes closely, one can detect a hidden danger.
That seemingly indestructible golden light barrier was not eternally prosperous.
As the flying boat continued to traverse the crimson deep sea, constantly resisting the erosion of the blood demons...
The luster of the light curtain is slowly dimming at a rate imperceptible to the naked eye.
The degree of decay was so subtle that it was difficult to discern in an instant.
Only a highly skilled and perceptive expert could detect it.
However, there is no doubt that the defensive power of the golden light barrier is steadily and continuously diminishing.
The rich, luminous light gradually dissipated.
The thick barrier gradually weakened, slowly being eroded by the endless bloodlust.
These subtle anomalies were all observed by the cultivators inside the flying boat.
Breaking through layers of churning, surging blood-red mist, on the wide deck of the gilded flying ship...
A group of figures with sharp golden horns on their heads and tall, imposing figures stood among them.
They were surrounded by a domineering and chilling demonic aura, with faint scale patterns and a heavy, malevolent presence.
At this moment, they all had their brows furrowed, their faces solemn, and their eyes were filled with deep fear and vigilance as they stared intently at the blood-red mist outside the window that was constantly eroding the light screen.
This group of demon cultivators, with sharp horns on their heads and an extraordinary domineering aura,
It was the Golden Dragon Clan, the first overlord clan that once dominated the True Dragon Sea and possessed the top resources of the entire sea area.
The Golden Dragon Clan once dominated the True Dragon Sea, renowned for its power and possessing profound resources.
However, times have changed, and the situation is no longer as prosperous as it once was.
next moment,
At the very front of the deck, an elderly man with a tall and imposing figure and a deep, aged aura slowly raised his eyes.
His face was deeply lined with wrinkles, bearing the marks of time, and his eyes carried the dignified air of someone who had been through many battles.
The body's energy was dull and restrained.
Seemingly ordinary, yet unfathomably profound.
It was the half-elder of the Golden Dragon Clan who was in charge of this trip.
His gaze pierced through layers of golden light, looking towards the end of the crimson void...
There, crimson surged, and a thick fog enveloped everything.
However, the endless, thick blood-red mist acted as a natural barrier.
Even with his extraordinary cultivation and sharp eyesight, he could not penetrate the layers of crimson mist.
Not only was his vision obstructed, but the moment the old man's divine sense, which he had spread out with all his might, touched the blood-red mist, it was blocked and devoured layer by layer by the violent and sinister power of blood.
The range of divine sense detection was compressed to the extreme.
It was impossible to detect any movement in the distance.
They were completely trapped in a passive situation where they could neither see nor think of anything.
Upon seeing this.
The Golden Dragon Clan's half-saint's brows furrowed even more deeply, his expression growing more solemn, and his vigilance intensifying.
He then slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the group of powerful Golden Dragon Clan demon lords beside him, and spoke in a deep voice.
The voice was deep and majestic, carrying an unquestionable aura.
"How far is it from the end of the True Dragon Sea?"
"..." (End of this chapter)