Chapter 279 Extremely Tired
It's not like He Cen hadn't learned some large-scale forbidden formations from several masters. As a sword spirit, he had much more in his mind than an ordinary person.
He was just kind-hearted and had never thought of using these advanced forbidden techniques.
After all, he is a divine sword spirit, how could he only be capable of this?
Some of the monsters around the sea have retreated, but those that remain are all high-level ones with spiritual intelligence, cruel methods, and high realms. Not far away are those who have been lurking secretly until now and are trying to take advantage of the situation.
How could He Cen not know what they were planning? He was really tired now. It was the last moment and he would not give these people any more chances.
The little black creature in his hand ate his blood and now shone brightly. In the dark night, the sea tide was surging, and He Cen was floating quietly with a sword in his hand.
The last touch of blood appeared on the sword. He Cen raised his sword, cutting the river and breaking the sea, pointing at the moon and plucking the stars.
He cut the area around Yinwei Island into two areas.
The spiritual ladder on which the masters ascended reached directly to the heavens, while everything around them was shrouded in the darkness before dawn.
He Cen took one last look from a distance, his resolve not wavering at all, watching those sea beasts lurking and wreaking havoc, the roar of the waves engulfing all those evil thoughts that could not see the light, all boiling up at this moment.
The little sword spirit exhaled softly, "Masters, you must do me honor, otherwise all the efforts of the past few days will be in vain."
He silently calmed himself down, and the next second, all the spiritual power in his body began to riot. He Cen was ready to throw away his clarity of mind and settle accounts with these beasts, so he sent all his relatives and friends away.
The dark red murderous aura of the divine sword burst out, and as soon as the sea and Yinwei Island were separated, blood mist filled the air. The whole scene seemed to have lost its color and was filled with tyranny.
The group of monks were originally trying to estimate He Cen's strength to see if they could take advantage of him when he was tired.
Unexpectedly, he could directly seal off the island with this move, and was ready to defend it to the death. The monsters in the sea were all high-level, and many of them were in the Spirit Transformation Stage. They were killed instantly by his move. Now the air was full of blood mist produced by the explosion of monster corpses.
He Cen's eyes were cold and without warmth. He divided the area step by step. After pinching his fingers, lines of magic appeared on the sword. The red magic was like a death warrant, hanging quietly above.
In a short while, the entire sea surface was covered with a large red French forest of high and low elevations.
Moreover, it will spread and differentiate. The ability of the clone in the God Transformation Stage is already very powerful. If He Cen's spiritual power is not exhausted, he is now the only true god present.
Seeing those red spiritual patterns growing bigger and bigger, it was too late to run away.
Seeing that the situation was not right, several evil cultivators wanted to fight head-on, but they didn't know that the suspended red spiritual pattern was actually King Yan's life and death sticker, which would kill him instantly as soon as it appeared.
All the techniques that He Cen pinched turned into sharp swords, directly piercing through the soul and locking the spirit. They would explode in the next second, not even giving you a chance to escape.
This time, it was obvious that a forbidden technique was used. The killing was decisive and put a great strain on Hecen's body.
While his spiritual power was being consumed at a rapid rate, it was also a great test of his mental strength.
He had never used such a large-scale tracking and killing method before. As long as they were within the range, He Cen would not let anyone go, no matter who they were.
I've given them chances to escape, and I've let them go time and again. Now, a few days have passed, and if they insist on challenging his last bit of endurance here, then no one can escape.
After Xidai and the others withdrew, they were shocked and sweating profusely. Pei Meng and the others were still terrified, "Why is Junior Master-Uncle so powerful?"
"What kind of forbidden technique is this? I have never seen it before. It is so powerful. Can your body withstand it?"
Ji Yining frowned, "He has only been in the Spiritual Transformation Stage for a short time... and he is much younger than us. It must be hard for him to hold on for so long alone."
Everyone felt bad. Those injured by Sect Leader Jiang were quite serious. After all, he had been fighting with those old monsters in the Spirit Transformation Stage for a long time. The conspiracy between them was exposed. All kinds of conspiracies and tricks were really thrown at their own people.
Huan Ling helped Ke Xiang sit down and asked in a low voice, "Senior, can you still hold on?"
Ke Xiang nodded, silently looked at He Cen who was struggling in the distance, and felt deeply moved, "It's really hard for him."
She looks young, energetic, and full of sunshine, but what has she become of her child now?
Those who were originally soft-hearted and kind, who backed down again and again and were unwilling to start killing, have now been forced to this point.
He Cen cannot retreat, because that group of people are keeping an eye on the masters. If anything goes wrong, all their efforts over the years will be in vain.
Sometimes, these people not only want to compete for the opportunity to ascend, but also want to destroy the opportunities of others.
If he can't get it, he will destroy it. Even if he himself has no possibility of ascending to heaven, he doesn't want to let his masters successfully ascend to the immortal path.
How could He Cen not see what these people were thinking? They had been holding out for several days, but they still didn't retreat. Weren't they just waiting for this moment?
The murderous aura in this place is too strong. Fairy Yunfei is worried in her heart, "There are too many casualties this time. I don't know if the sea can be calmed down."
Xidai was so worried that she almost cried, "When I sent you away, Junior Uncle was already injured. How long can such a large-scale forbidden technique last?"
Zhu Huiniang raised her eyebrows, "The young master was injured? Was it because of that old ghost Taihe?"
Xidai nodded, "It should be him... I don't know, what should we do if Junior Master-Uncle falls down?"
Her voice was choked with sobs, and everyone was in a bad mood. They could only hope that the few venerable ones would take that step as soon as possible and successfully ascend to immortality, otherwise He Cen would be in real danger.
The cultivation world has been in turmoil for so long, and all parties have suffered heavy losses. It will definitely take hundreds of years to recover.
Everyone groaned and was extremely tired.
Everyone yearns for the path to ascension, but is the shortcut so easy to take?
Sect Leader Luo sighed, "Your Majesty, you must find a way out of this problem. If even he and his men fail, then we will have no hope..."
He took Luo Tianying's hand and patted it, "My good disciple, I am afraid that I will never achieve immortality in this life. Today, I am risking my life to fight for a better future for you, the younger generation. It is worth it."
"If Your Majesty ascends smoothly, the credit will fall on you, and I will definitely ensure that you will have a smooth and honest life."
"When you realize yourselves and the truth one day, there will be great hope."
"That young master will surely be grateful for your kindness today. You must stay true to your heart and not have any evil thoughts."
Luo Tianying and several other young people nodded gratefully, feeling extremely upset in their hearts.
There was serious internal strife in their sect this time, and several elders seemed to be possessed. Some of the lower-level disciples were also confused, and it was not a pleasant experience to fight with their fellow disciples.
Everyone is feeling more or less depressed right now.