Chapter 1710: Chapter 146: Like the Tide_3

Above a group of Flying Pheasant Daoist Soldiers, “Guan Ao” spoke with righteous spirit, full of heroic intent:

“Everyone, feel free to fight! Guan is here to assist you!”

“Good!”

“Haha! How fortunate to have Hall Master Guan here!”

“Go, let’s kill the enemy!”

Everyone laughed boldly, stepping forward to fight.

Yet no one noticed the cold glint that flashed deeply in “Guan Ao’s” eyes.

…

Deep within the Eightfold Sea.

Daoist Yuanci raised his head expressionlessly, looking at the sky.

Beside him, the slightly transparent Primordial Spirit Shadow of a female Cultivator in white clothes swayed slightly, her face looking distressed:

“The sky has broken.”

Daoist Yuanci nodded calmly, gently holding a stone pearl in his hand.

“What are you doing?”

The voice of the female Cultivator carried a hint of urgency:

“Did your true self make a move?”

Daoist Yuanci replied indifferently:

“I… deduced… the method… to escape.”

The Primordial Spirit Shadow of the female Cultivator hesitated briefly, and then hurriedly asked:

“How is it?”

Daoist Yuanci did not speak but merely allowed the stone pearl in his hand to rotate slightly. Its rough surface slowly peeled away, finally revealing a clear radiance.

“It’s that Class VI Sea Pearl!”

The female Cultivator finally realized, her face showing incredulity:

“Wasn’t it in Han Yanzi’s hands?”

She immediately fell silent.

Her gaze fixed on the characters and patterns slowly emerging on the Sea Pearl, and a trace of astonishment, confusion, and relief passed across her face…

And at this moment, the always indifferent face of Daoist Yuanci frowned for the first time, suddenly reaching out to grasp the Sea Pearl in his palm!

“Why put it away?”

The female Cultivator stared at him blankly and suddenly spoke.

Daoist Yuanci opened his mouth but revealed an unprecedented hesitation:

“I…”

But the female Cultivator did not stop, pressing step by step:

“The method of escape is already in your hands… What are you hesitating for?”

She looked at him, her bright eyes shimmering with a crystalline light that was never there before.

Yet at this moment, for the first time, a dodging light appeared in Daoist Yuanci’s eyes.

“I… can’t… I can’t…”

…

“It’s over, it’s over!”

“The true self went too far this time!”

“Letting in so many World Eaters!”

Kong Zen, standing on the broad back of Elephant Forty-Nine, watched the cracks spreading in the sky from the east and stamped his feet anxiously.

Elephant Forty-Nine let out a low moan beneath him.

Kong Zen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head vigorously:

“It’s useless! In this vast region of three continents, apart from Master and you, we are all mortals! How can we be a match for those World Eaters!”

Elephant Forty-Nine moaned again.

Kong Zen was startled:

“You mean those Evil Gods…”

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly gleamed, and he clapped his hands:

“Brilliant!”

“I’ve been advising them for so long; they’ve already turned a new leaf, converted to good!”

“Letting them lend a hand, wouldn’t that be effortless?”

“Agreed! That’ll do it!”

“Good thinking, Little Forty-Nine, as expected of my treasure elephant. Once those World Eaters are driven away, I’ll have someone paint you more beautifully in return!”

Hearing Kong Zen’s words, Elephant Forty-Nine’s previously proud flapping ears suddenly darkened.

Is that what you call a reward?

It couldn’t retort, seeing Kong Zen reach into his pants, rummage through, and pull out a small bag. Shaking it toward the ground, a giant placenta flew out, followed by the God of War covered in countless eyes and the God of Longevity with a forehead as large as a longevity peach, among other figures, emerged one after another.

These Evil Gods, their aura no more than Class IV or Class V, now faced only Nascent Soul Realm, smiling merrily at Kong Zen. They couldn’t help but look grim, their fur standing on end, subconsciously wanting to cover their ears.

Nevertheless, they were all stunned upon hearing Kong Zen speak.

“You all know about the World Eaters, right? Take them down, and you’ll be free!”

The Evil Gods looked at each other before Mother God’s reliable voice emerged, daring to ask:

“Is… is it true what you say?”

Kong Zen slapped his leg, saying angrily:

“When have the words of Master ever not counted?”

Mother God shrank unconsciously, then whispered:

“Last time, when you said you’d open a reservoir for the mortals, you also said that…”

“Ahem… This time is different!”

Kong Zen only coughed lightly, dismissing this inconsequential detail, getting serious:

“If you succeed, I succeed. Once I succeed, I won’t stay here, and there will be no one to govern you.”

“This…”

The Evil Gods exchanged a glance, each seeing a touch of temptation in the other’s eyes.

Kong Zen, though appearing like a six or seven-year-old, had extremely shrewd eyes. He immediately made a decision:

“Alright! Let’s settle it! Quick, there comes a World Eater!”

He pointed to the crack in the sky, indeed showing a World Eater struggling to squeeze inside the realm. Seeing this, Mother God and the other Evil Gods finally made up their minds.

“Let’s go!”

The God of War took the lead.

The other Evil Gods dared not delay, quickly following in numbers.

Kong Zen nodded in satisfaction, instructing Elephant Forty-Nine to put away its large trunk.

“See, I told you they have already turned to goodness, didn’t I?”

Elephant Forty-Nine rolled its eyes.

If it weren’t under pressure here, and without the master’s means of control, those Evil Gods would have torn you apart long ago!

…

On the shores of the Huangji Continent.

The Blood Sacrifice Array, having bloomed to its limit, withered like a flower in an instant.

Wang Ba looked up at the sky, seeing the massive gaping mouth that nearly obscured his entire view.