PFC Chapter 624 The Heaven-Shaking Hand Awakens
Chapter 624 The Heaven-Shaking Hand Awakens
"Are you alright?" Mu Zhen helped her up. "How did you get hurt like this?"
The Fairy of Flying Flowers was covered in blood, and even her ears were bleeding.
He shook his head dismissively: "It's nothing. His internal organs were just injured by their pressure. He won't die. There are over thirty Nascent Soul cultivators and over eighty Void Refinement cultivators."
"Ten breaths...it won't take that long, they're here!" He said blankly, looking at the crowd chasing after him.
Mu Zhen: ...
They had just dealt with everyone except the three founding emperors, and before they could even catch their breath, the pursuers were already here again.
Fairy Feihua said awkwardly, "We could have stalled a little longer, but they seem to have noticed something's wrong. They're saying they want to go back to the Great Dao Tree and spread the word that you have Dao artifacts."
I had no choice but to let them in!
There are countless experts on the other side of the Great Tree; if they all really rush over...
It's probably impossible for them to survive!
Emperor Tianhuang glared at the approaching crowd, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent, and commanded in a deep voice: "Ayu, Wan Gu Lingge,
The Black Wolf brothers went to contract those eight magical treasures and activate the Eight Gates Sealing Array; they couldn't let a single one escape!
The battle only ended when the sun rose high in the east, and Xuan Yuan Jinmo, panting heavily, slit the throat of the last man.
"Huff... Big White, how much longer can you hold on?" Mu Zhen's legs went weak, and she asked Big White telepathically as she slumped down, trembling.
"We can hold out for another eight hours. You should recover your strength before coming over," Da Bai replied.
Upon hearing this, Mu Zhen quickly instructed everyone: "Take your pills! Time for a break."
Everyone nodded, quickly swallowed various pills, and then sat down to meditate.
With so many Mahayana cultivators fighting against a group of Nascent Soul and Void Refinement cultivators, it shouldn't have taken them an entire night.
But there was nothing we could do, because those three founding emperors were still alive.
They still needed to conserve enough strength to deal with the three men, and because the battle yesterday afternoon was too fierce, they were somewhat exhausted by evening.
Fortunately, thanks to mutual support, no one died except for Mu Yunfei, who fell into a trap during his sneak attack and was stabbed multiple times, dying on the spot.
However, he eventually survived thanks to a Yin-Yang Returning Origin Pill given by Aunt Wan.
Now... Mu Zhen licked the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth and stared at the three founding emperors who were still full of energy.
Damn, these three are incredibly difficult to kill.
They also sent a group of people to join the attack at one point.
If you simply use gravity to suppress them, they will escape. Even if you use the Heaven-Shaking Hand to grab them, they can still escape to the weakest point of the Heaven-Shaking Hand in a second and continue to escape.
Fire attack? Even Da Bai has failed many times, let alone Huangfu Zique, who has only been cultivating for less than two years.
Even Emperor Tianhuang's sonic attack couldn't stop them from opening their domains. With the power of three domains descending, who could withstand it after entering? Their strength would be weakened to below that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Therefore, his sonic abilities had no effect on those three realms.
Therefore, the only one who can currently fight them is Big White.
Oh, and there's also the ability to possess someone for a surprise attack, but this ability requires a 24-hour interval between uses.
But by then, everyone's peak experience cards would have expired. If Zhuoyin and Dabai couldn't kill these three, then this group of newbies would be in danger.
Any one of the founding emperors could easily wipe them out.
"Let's wait until Zhuoyin possesses the body. Then we Foundation Establishment and Golden Core cultivators can all go out and hide!" Long Yuan suggested.
Fu Tingyu shook his head: "No, if they escape, they will definitely go to the Great Tree and reveal our secret!"
So everyone looked toward the relic inside the Heavenly Gate.
It's so close, yet I don't know how to get it.
If other cultivators are lured here, and they learn that their purpose is this relic, they will surely stay here and hold out.
Then we just wait for them to walk right into our trap.
"If we can take the relic, we can go straight back from here." Mu Zhen scratched his head, wondering what to do.
"Are those three made of iron? They've been fighting for so long, don't they get tired?"
Ling Ge sighed: "They occasionally use a secret technique that burns their lifespan to restore their strength."
They've gone mad!
"Huh?" Mu Zhen looked at him with a puzzled expression, as if to say, "You can play it like that?"
Aunt Wan shrugged, both amused and exasperated: "Only those whose Dao heart has been shattered can unleash such evil magic."
Once unleashed, inner demons arise suddenly.
They must have already given up on the possibility of ascension!
Mu Zhen was speechless, his face darkening.
With this sore loser mentality, even without this incident, this group of people would never go far in the future!
'Master, I... Sisi... I'll go try...'
"Alright!" Mu Zhen struggled to his feet, then, with the Heaven-Shaking Hand in hand, headed towards the Heavenly Gate: "Tell me, how do we test it? Hit or touch?"
He had tried all the methods that combined firmness and gentleness, but none of them worked.
'Take it off...and throw it away!'
Mu Zhen raised her eyebrows and obediently took off her gloves and threw them towards the barrier.
'Baji!'
The gloves bounced to the ground, but this time it was different from before because there was a very noticeable change on the door.
Above the doorway appeared a complex golden net, its threads as fine as hair, yet judging from the tiny, undulating arcs they formed when a hurricane swept through, they must have been harder than iron.
"This is why the wind is penetrating through; there are indeed many gaps on it!" Little Giant Pit flew out of Mu Zhen's forehead and began to study the net seriously: "Is it woven from some kind of silk?"
"The density is so high! The gaps that are visible are smaller than a pinhead!"
What can get through it?
Mu Zhen began to frantically rack his brains, trying to think of a way to break down the door.
Although Da Bai responded to him with a confident tone, life is unpredictable, and one can never be too afraid of the unexpected.
He couldn't let anything happen to Da Bai. He didn't know how people in the cultivation world viewed contracted beasts, but to him, as long as someone acknowledged him as their boss, they were all brothers.
There is no such thing as servants or non-servants; we rely on each other, share misfortune, and enjoy happiness together!
If he could obtain the relics now, he planned to advise everyone to leave immediately.
No matter how hateful those three are, they are not as important as everyone's lives. As long as we survive, we can always find a way to rebuild.
Just then, a voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar reached people's ears.
"It's 80,000 strands of sacred silkworm silk!"
Mu Zhen subconsciously replied, "Eighty Thousand Sacred Silkworms, what's that called? Wait a minute..." He turned around in surprise, staring in astonishment at the purple gloves floating behind the group.
[That sound just now... didn't it belong to the Heaven-Shaking Hand?]
After exchanging glances and seeing that everyone was shaking their heads, the others all turned their heads to face the Heaven-Shaking Hand.
After a few seconds of silence, a strangely shaped little girl, half-human and half-claw, slowly floated out of the glove.
This isn't the first time everyone has seen this spirit; the person is still the same, the only changes are its words, actions, and demeanor.
His speech was clear, his expression resolute and distant, exuding a noble yet aloof air.
Mu Zhen was overjoyed. Had the Heaven-Shaking Hand regained his memories?
The little girl moved to the door, touched the barrier with her hand, and her eyes were filled with emotion.
With lips parted, he began to tell a story about it in clear and articulate words.