Chapter 280 What are you waiting for?
But now was not the time to pursue anything awkward. He Cen's trail looked extremely bloody. Fairy Yun Fei frowned and took a look, then led everyone to retreat further away.
Fortunately, the evil cultivator who had escaped from that area ran into them unexpectedly, and Zhu Huiniang and others showed no mercy.
Everyone is now bloodthirsty and has no mercy at all.
Pei Meng looked at the tall ladder, his heart trembling slightly, "If I can't take this step, is my junior uncle going to die there?"
"Even if there weren't those evil cultivators, there would still be a lot of monsters in the sea..."
"If this continues, won't Master Uncle go astray?"
"If he hadn't saved our lives in Kyushu Lantai, how could we have the chance to stand here now? How did it become like this?"
Yan Zi's tone was also quite sad, "People's hearts are hard to predict. In the past, Your Majesty treated us well, but at this time, there are still so many people who are extremely greedy and want to squeeze forward."
Everyone talked about it at once, and Sect Leader Jiang sighed, "After all, this is a ladder that can lead to successful ascension. The cultivation world has not been able to wait for such an opportunity for many years. Those old monsters in the Spiritualization Stage are almost at the end of their lifespans, and there is no hope of breaking through. At this time, of course they want to give it a try."
Bai Qiran stammered, "I thought there weren't that many seniors in the Spiritual Transformation Stage, but this time, there are so many of them gathered here... It's scary, too scary."
Sect Leader Luo also frowned, "Yeah, we didn't expect that. Sect Leader Jiang and I thought those evil cultivators were already dead, but we didn't expect that they are still alive."
Many people have died in the world of cultivation. Some cultivators are almost at the end of their lives, but they are still unwilling to accept this and will definitely arrange a drama of death and rebirth for themselves to do it again.
This kind of situation happens quite often. Those evil practitioners have countless evil magic skills that defy the heavens.
No one would be willing to give up after reaching this point. Now that they can see the dawn of ascension, even if they are like moths to a flame, there are still a lot of people who want to give it a try.
Those young monks have lofty ambitions but fragile lives, and they simply don't want to calm down and practice cultivation.
People of the same generation are the most jealous, especially Luo Tianying's generation, which has many talented cultivators. The golden generation is full of talent, so the competitive pressure is naturally much greater.
It is easy to understand that they were jealous and deceived, but it is really heartbreaking to see that they have all sacrificed their lives and brought such chaos to the world of cultivation.
Many people died in this battle, and too many monks failed here.
The vitality of each sect was severely damaged. After returning, the forces of each party will probably have to be reshuffled.
It seems to be a big sect now, but if you wait until later, I’m afraid you won’t be able to get a number.
Sect Leader Luo and Sect Leader Jiang had actually thought of this, but they still stood up without hesitation. Several major sword sects had friendships with He Cen. After all, the Sword Tomb had a very strong sense of sword spirits.
They are the agile existence of the little sword, and it is hard for any sword practitioner in the world not to stand on He Cen's side.
His original sword is also unique and has a very strong presence. Even now, looking from a distance, the dazzling sword is still the focus of the sea.
The range of this forbidden technique is still expanding. It is not convenient for everyone to rest here any longer and they can only retreat.
After leaving Yinwei Island far away, I saw Hecen standing guard for another night, and the surrounding area was deathly silent.
The distant sea breeze blew in, carrying with it a thick smell of blood, and it lasted until dawn.
At the moment when the sky was bright, the clouds parted and the sun appeared. The sky was filled with rosy clouds and the light around the ladder became brighter.
He Cen came back to his senses, his hands were numb and stiff, he raised his eyes and looked around, only to see that the sunlight was strong and the four masters showed no signs of coming out, he sighed inwardly.
Just as I was about to turn around and continue guarding, the next second there was an earthquake, wind and rain roared, and the entire sea surface shook violently.
The four caves where they practiced in seclusion cracked at the same time, and new forehead wrinkles appeared between the brows of several people. This time, they were really walking up the ladder to heaven.
He Cen didn't know how long the masters had been meditating, or how they had figured out the method of ascension, but he could clearly feel that the power pressing down from the sea at this moment was much stronger than at any other time.
After Jun Chao and his companions stepped onto the ladder to heaven, they obviously saw the current situation clearly.
Seeing He Cen's miserable face, and wondering how long he had been waiting here in the sea, he trembled all over and his steps became unsteady.
Before he could even say a word, the little sword spirit shouted anxiously, "Don't look back! Keep moving forward!"
He shook his head frantically at the four masters, his eyes full of bloodshot. He had finally taken this step forward, was he going to take it back?
He Cen's eyes turned red, "Let's go! Go up!"
"You have to climb up for me even if you have to crawl. Do you know how long I have been guarding it?!"
He hadn't spoken for a long time, and when he roared out at the top of his lungs, the masters felt so distressed.
Several people seemed to be nailed to the ladder by He Cen. This foot felt like a thousand pounds of weight. Jun Chao looked at the blood on his body and his heart was a little uneasy. He Cen saw that he was about to ask again, so he immediately shouted, "What are you waiting for?"
“Hurry up!”
"Do you want me to be worried all the time?"
Jun Chao couldn't help but ask, "He He, the blood on your body——"
He Cen waved at him, not caring at all, "It's someone else's, don't ask anymore, just go!"
Of course, he did this to reassure his masters. Once he took this step, there would be no turning back. They had been waiting for days and nights. If they gave up halfway, the little sword spirit would have to go up and slap them in the face.
The four of them were speechless. They stared at him for a few seconds and could only grit their teeth and endure to move forward.
He Cen let out a long sigh. He was really worried that the four masters would act on impulse and fail at this critical moment.
He couldn't die, so it would just be a little harder. As long as he could ascend successfully, all the costs would be worth it.
There were originally many monsters surrounding it, but after the four masters broke through the realm, they all evacuated. The defense outside Yinwei Island was no longer useful at this moment, and all the spiritual power of the formation was sucked away by the four masters.
Except for the sword spirit here, other monks who are still hiding and trying to launch a sneak attack can no longer escape now.
All the spiritual energy in the body was absorbed and sacrificed, and not a single bit was left.
He Cen smiled when he saw this scene, "Serves you right!"
He was so tired that he didn't want to move. Seeing that his four masters had successfully broken through, he landed on a rock and sat down.
After fighting for several days and nights, he really couldn't bear it anymore.
Jun Chao, Bo Lou, Bei Qi and Wen Qing are now monks in the Tribulation Crossing stage who are blessed with divine bones. With every step they climb, the pressure becomes heavier. Although He Cen is not oppressed, the heavy spiritual power makes him feel awed.
No wonder those monsters run so fast.