Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan-Chapter 780 - 786: Casualties

"Immediately notify everyone to destroy all the Spirit Veins in the Yuanhao Realm! I want Profound Origin Realm to gain nothing from this!"

The person seemed possessed, continuously saying, "No! Not only that! I also want the Profound Origin Realm to suffer heavy casualties!"

With crimson eyes, he glared at the people around him and shouted, "Who among you is willing to die with me?"

He planned to detonate himself on the battlefield, delivering an almost unstoppable impact toward the cultivators of the Profound Origin Realm.

The madness in his words made everyone tremble, never having imagined that this confederate could be so terrifying.

If the Spirit Veins were truly all destroyed, then the Laws of the Yuanhao Realm would deteriorate, the entire mortal world would slowly wither and fade, and, in the end, plunge into the Ruinous Void!

Such a world, even if devoured, would be nothing more than a useless husk!

"Are you not willing? Unless you escape to The Void and become rootless wanderers, is there any other way to survive?" The person sneered coldly, scanning the crowd with eyes full of scorn before rising and striding away.

Even knowing that death was inescapable, it was still incredibly hard to choose to perish voluntarily, and not everyone possessed such courage.

"If you do not wish to do it, do not stop me, or do not blame me for being ruthless!"

As the voice carried from afar, people also recovered from their shock and fear.

"What thoughts do you all have?"

"Just one death, it should be as grand as thunder!" Saying this, he hurriedly chased after him.

But more people still did not act, sitting silently where they were, having changed their minds about waging war after experiencing one brutal and vicious slaughter after another.

Perhaps surviving in any way was also a path—who knows if one might be accepted by some world and continue the journey?

It was unknown who stood up first, but instead of heading to the Yuanhao Realm, he moved towards the depths of The Void.

With someone leading, others responded in kind.

In just a short half quarter-hour, more than a dozen Divine Transformation experts had all disappeared without a trace.

The two Divine Transformations that returned to the Yuanhao Realm ordered all cultivators, demon cultivators, and members of the Devil Race to destroy the Spirit Veins they had seen.

Compared to those Divine Transformation experts who could still flee to The Void for survival, these beings had only one path—death!

So when they understood the reasons, they immediately sprang to action.

As one Spirit Vein after another was destroyed, the whole world turned a dusky grey, thick with the stench of death, visible even to the mortals; all beings unleashed the wild beasts within their hearts, holding what might be their final bacchanalias before the end.

The two Divine Transformations left behind, seated high above the clouds, watched these crazed actions, their faces already streaming with tears, filled with inconsolable grief.

This world that had birthed and nurtured them would, before long, vanish completely!

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"Has the Yuanhao Realm resigned itself to capture, sitting and waiting for death to descend?"

For several days in a row, the once frenzied cultivators of the Yuanhao Realm were now deathly silent; no Divine Transformations came forth to battle, stirring much suspicion among the masses.

But no matter what, they couldn’t possibly fathom the extent of the Yuanhao Realm’s resolve.

And in the grand hall of the Cloud Palace, the Divine Transformations responsible for decreeing various matters also gathered to discuss this strange situation.

"It shouldn’t be the case, right? They were so frenzied before; how could they change their minds so quickly?"

"Haven’t you thought about how many Divine Transformations they have left? With this situation, besides waiting for death, what else can they do?"

"We can’t keep on with this standoff. Why don’t we send someone to infiltrate the Yuanhao Realm and investigate the reason? We will have to do it sooner or later anyway."

Infiltrating another world is an extremely dangerous matter!

Foreign cultivators would be suppressed by the local Heavenly Dao, their strength greatly reduced; maintaining thirty to forty percent of their combat power would be the limit.

Not only cultivators themselves, but also spiritual objects such as magical treasures and talismans would be affected by the different Laws.

If one encountered an enemy at the Divine Transformation stage, even escape would be impossible.

However, in a war between two realms, it was unavoidable to send such a person because there was a need to lay down a Traction Array in the opponent’s world, allowing the two worlds to come into contact.

But generally, someone would be sent only after the great war had ended, when it was relatively safe.

"Who shall we send? The Demon Cultivators and the Devil Race probably won’t agree to this overt suicide mission."

"Under a heavy reward, there must be brave men..."

Before the people had settled on a plan, they heard that two figures had flown out from the Yuanhao Realm, heading straight for the Cloud Palace.

"Could it be that they come to seek peace?" he said, and then laughed at his own words; how could there be peace talks in a great war between two realms? Inevitably, one side would face death.

Boom, boom, boom—

An unending series of explosions changed the expressions of everyone dramatically, and they immediately flew out of the great hall to check the situation.

"Not good! Prepare the defenses!" Elder Song and several of the highest-cultivation Divine Transformations shouted urgently, their faces pale.

Unfortunately, they were still a step too late.

Boom!

Boom!

Two shocking explosions burst forth in the Void, with terrifying and vast energy sweeping in all directions.

The already volatile and explosive Chaotic Spiritual Energy was ignited instantaneously, and the overwhelming waves, like a rotting tree falling to a strong pull, swallowed everything.

The multiple spirit lights that had been propped up in successions instantly shattered, and the Cloud Palace shook violently. This fifth-order top-quality magical treasure only held on for two breaths before it was blasted into pieces.

Those beings within the Cloud Palace, each of them highly alert, took out their strongest defensive measures the moment they sensed something was amiss.

Li Zhirui, who was in the midst of alchemy, felt his heart pound like a drum, and instantly abandoned the precious Spiritual Medicine in the Pill Furnace, without hesitation flashing into a space.

At this moment, Li Zhirui could not care less if he was discovered; preserving his own life was the most crucial! After all, he had just sensed the odor of death!

"What in the world happened? The Cloud Palace has even been blown to pieces." Li Zhirui stood in the space, murmuring to himself with a lingering fear in his heart.

Outside.

The magical treasures that were meant to protect everyone, at this moment, became the last straw that broke the camel’s back!

Perhaps some cultivators still had a breath left in them amid this earth-shattering explosion, but they ultimately died under the scattering shards of magical treasures.

Dozens of beings floated in the Void, some motionless, already turned into corpses; others still had faint breaths yet were unconscious.

And many cultivators, Demon Cultivators, and Great Devils who could still stabilize their forms, bore injuries of varying degrees.

None were unscathed! Even someone like Elder Song, on the verge of Ascension, carried light wounds.

Just two cultivators caused substantial casualties in the Profound Origin Realm!

"Damn it! How did they break through our defenses and appear near the Cloud Palace!"

A Divine Transformation Demon Cultivator roared frantically, "Those people were on the defensive line! Why didn’t they stop them!"

He looked like a maddened lion, with bulging eyes glaring at everyone, ready to devour anyone who dared to face him.

No doubt, if anyone dared to stand out, he would definitely pounce on them in an instant and tear them to pieces, regardless of their status!

"We should focus on rescuing the injured and healing now." Elder Song, looking somewhat pale, stood up and led the cultivators who were still able to move towards those who were breathing but had passed out.