Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World
Chapter 503 - 263: Dragging Others Down the Pit, Definitely Not Losing

Chapter 503: Chapter 263: Dragging Others Down the Pit, Definitely Not Losing

The seven members of the Mingde Sect advanced within the great formation, half of their minds focused on the darkness ahead, and the other half concerned about the Jiushan Sect.

Although the formation concealed their divine sense and sight, the effects of Divinity Transformation combat could spread for thousands of miles even in the formation, and they could vaguely sense the situation at the Jiushan Sect—

Four Demon Race at the God Transformation level, with strange and strong auras, where at least two of them had been cultivating for many years.

They were opposed by a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Immortal Sect.

Master Cheng Kong had seen Zhang Wuyi in action and had already recognized her identity.

"But a mere Nascent Soul, daring to fight alone against four God Transformations, this Zhang Wuyi..." Mingde Master didn’t finish his sentence, but the expression on his face made it clear what he meant:

He admired Zhang Wuyi’s courage and talent, yet did not believe she could withstand the four demon God Transformations.

Master Cheng Kong sighed secretly, his mind irresistibly drawn to the distant combat.

Although they could not see the specific situation, they could get a sense of how things were going based on the fluctuations of auras and the ripples of spiritual energy:

Zhang Wuyi’s talent was astonishing, as she managed to withstand the God Transformations without being at a disadvantage.

But taking on four alone was truly difficult.

She seemed to have switched tactics, her aura appearing and disappearing erratically as if in a drawn-out fight.

"Not easy..."

Xie Qingxue uttered a word of admiration, voicing what was on Master Cheng Kong’s mind.

Not easy at all. They knew all too well the gap between Nascent Soul and Divinity Transformation, as they had all cultivated from the former to the latter.

What Zhang Wuyi was doing now was even better than a real God Transformation, buying even more time—to say it was not easy was an understatement; it was simply astonishing.

Yet not a hint of joy could be seen on their faces:

A prolonged fight often signified a last resort when at a disadvantage.

Master Cheng Kong, who knew Zhang Wuyi better, understood that her cultivation was not enough for a drawn-out battle; as time dragged on, it would become more difficult. He turned to the other six and said:

"She won’t be able to hold out much longer..."

Mingde Master nodded without a word, simply gesturing toward the Qingyun Cloud above them.

The Yang God sitting atop the Qingyun took two steps forward, descending from the cloud onto him.

Mingde Master’s body radiated brilliant light, illuminating the surrounding tens of miles of the sea area. The fish and shrimp in the sea, the seaweed at the bottom, and the surrounding rocks and caves all became clearly visible.

"Master?"

Master Cheng Kong looked worried. Mingde Master was truly risking his life; he was burning his own divine soul and spiritual power in an attempt to withstand the power of this mighty formation.

It should be noted that the Seven Dragon Hanhai Formation was an ancient inheritance of the Dragon Clan, and with the Netherworld Immortal’s life sacrificed to set up the formation, the power was nothing Mingde Master could handle alone.

"If an ordinary Nascent Soul can be so valiant, and I’m of the Xuanwei Five Sects, even the Supreme Master, could it be that I’m inferior to a Xuanwei cultivator?" The golden pupils of the Mingde Master were filled with determination, and he added, "It was my fault to begin with. Should I let someone from another sect die in my stead?"

"At the cost of my own life, I must find Qin Mu and break this formation!"

Master Cheng Kong conceded gravely, and the other five also stirred their divine souls, looking around, though still with a part of their concern fixed on the far distance.

...

Inside the Jiushan Realm, the Flood Dragon God Transformation looked back unwillingly; behind them was only dense fog, and the portal had vanished without a trace.

Just like their hope of escaping the Jiushan Realm, it had disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, he felt hesitant. He knew about the Quiet Bamboo and also knew that this Heaven and Earth Spiritual Root was extremely repressive to their cultivation. He could even guess how the Crab God on the ground had perished:

Struck by the Sun and Moon Clock and swept by the Quiet Bamboo, the death must have been swift, likely without much suffering.

But...

He glanced at his companion, who transmitted via divine sense:

"What should we do?"

"Do you have any plans?"

"Although we’ve fallen into a trap, we’re not without means of counterattack. The Master of the Jiushan Realm is only at the Golden Core level, and that Nascent Soul female cultivator holding Quiet Bamboo has also sustained some damage."

The Flood Dragon God had guessed correctly; his companion indeed had an idea.

"In that case, why not take a hostage and force them to let us leave!"

It seemed feasible, and the Flood Dragon God was slightly tempted, asking:

"Who to capture?"

"If we take someone else, I fear they may not care, so it’s either the Master of the Jiushan Realm or this Nascent Soul female cultivator. Although the female cultivator’s cultivation is a bit lower, we’ve seen just now, she is quite troublesome to deal with; we probably won’t succeed with just one move."

The Flood Dragon God found some sense in this.

"Let us feign weakness for now..."

Their conversation was brief, but Zheng Fa’s Sun and Moon Clock had already taken flight above their heads, looming and ready, while Zhang held the Quiet Bamboo in her right hand, its aura making them tremble.

"Hold on! We are willing to surrender!"

The two Flood Dragon Gods hurriedly shouted, the companion shrinking back its Dharma Body, taking the form of a female cultivator.

Her attire was drastically different from the women of the East Continent: a chest covered only by two white jade shells, a short skirt around her waist made up of small scallop shells, allowing glimpses of skin to be seen.

Beyond that, her body had no other coverings, her arms, thighs, bare shoulders, and jade feet were boldly presented before Zheng Fa.

She seemed to be rather generous by nature.

The Flood Dragon God Transformation beside her had also taken on the appearance of a green-faced, sturdy man. He stood aside, quiet, but showing a few signs of genuine fear.

Zheng Fa, however, appeared undistracted as the Sun and Moon Clock overhead slowly rotated the celestial bodies, ready to strike.

Seeing this, the demon female didn’t lose heart. She clenched her teeth and produced a black jade ring. Holding the ring out to Zheng Fa, she said, "I know the Sect Master does not trust me, so I am willing to present my Soul Seal!"

These words caused a slight change in Zheng Fa’s expression.