Sage of Humanity-Chapter 252 - 250: Now Will You Die or Not

The Sky Supporting Sect’s cultivators knew of the quasi-flood dragon’s existence, yet none had ever clashed with it in combat, thus no one truly knew what abilities this snake demon possessed.

Until this moment!

Feigning weakness to deceive the enemy, the quasi-flood dragon lured the Sky Supporting Sect cultivators dozens of feet away before suddenly displaying its might, having only pretended to be ineffective to draw the enemies out of the big array’s protective range.

As thunderbolts fell, the magic cultivators’ attacks ceased, and the quasi-flood dragon finally found an opportunity to catch its breath. It opened its mouth wide and aimed at the swirling weapon lights of the various spirit-controlled implements surrounding it, exhaling a mouthful of greenish Snake Mist.

A chorus of shocked cries erupted as the combat and ghost cultivators who were controlling the weapons realized, to their horror, that their connection to their spirit-controlled weapons had been severed.

Cultivators are capable of weapon control because, after reaching Level 7 in cultivation, they can manipulate their spirit force outside of their bodies. They store spirit force in those Spiritual Artifacts ahead of time, releasing and controlling it when needed. That is weapon control. Of course, this is the method for Spirit Stream Realm cultivators. Once cultivators become sufficiently strong and develop Mental Consciousness, they don’t need to go through such trouble. Those in the Divine Sea Realm control their weapons directly with Mental Consciousness, a method far more powerful and agile.

Therefore, the key to Spirit Stream Realm cultivators’ weapon control lies in manipulating the stored spirit force within the Spiritual Artifacts.

However, the greenish Snake Mist had such strong corrosive properties that even the Sky Supporting Sect’s protective array could barely withstand it, let alone the Spiritual Artifacts of varying quality. The moment they were enveloped by the Snake Mist, the spirit force stored within them was largely corroded, and the cultivators’ connection with their Spiritual Artifacts naturally broke.

Clangs and clatters filled the air as the plethora of Spiritual Artifacts fell like dumplings, with at least a hundred of them losing control in an instant.

The quasi-flood dragon spewed several more mouthfuls of Snake Mist, and even more weapons fell like dumplings.

Those weapons fortunate enough not to be eroded by the Snake Mist were swiftly recalled by their owners, who no longer dared to act recklessly before it.

The rapid turn of events left the Sky Supporting Sect’s magic cultivators momentarily incapable of casting spells, and the combat and ghost cultivators lost the deterrence of their weapon control, which is to say, the Sky Supporting Sect’s means of long-range killing were directly suppressed.

Zou Qi’s mind buzzed, and he felt a chilling sensation rushing straight to the crown of his head.

The quasi-flood dragon lowered its head, its green snake eyes flickering with a cruel gleam. It lightly slithered its body, and its massive tail swept toward the physique cultivators blocking its path like a wall.

The physique cultivators had been ready for a long time, each surging with blood Qi at their body’s surface, the light from their defensive spirit artifacts shining brightly, standing as immense and stable as mountains.

With a loud boom...

A great swath of light from the Spiritual Artifacts dimmed, and those of insufficient quality shattered into pieces under that strike. Along with those fragments flying through the air were several physique cultivators, each spewing blood mid-air, their expressions one of abject weakness.

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Only a few Level 9 physique cultivators managed to withstand that furious strike, but even they could not stop moving backward, their whole bodies shaking violently.

An attack from a ferocious creature like the quasi-flood dragon was not something they could endure. Had it not been for their overwhelming advantage in numbers, just that one strike would have killed these few physique cultivators on the spot.

And it wasn’t over yet. After one strike, the quasi-flood dragon’s long tail rose again, crashing down violently into the crowd.

Those quick to react had already run away, while those slow to escape were smashed to a pulp, dying miserably.

With just a few strikes from the quasi-flood dragon, the Sky Supporting Sect’s formation was thrown into disarray. The tail rose and fell repeatedly, with each strike resulting in deaths.

It seemed not to be satisfied; the snake head reached down, biting a combat cultivator who had leaped high into the air. Amid the cultivator’s terrified screams, it bit him in half.

Blood gushed from the snake’s mouth, the visual impact of that moment too intense, causing the mental collapse of many cultivators on the spot.

To be killed by the quasi-flood dragon’s thunder, or crushed by its tail, was one thing, but to be bitten in half by that gaping maw was utterly terrifying.

"Run for your lives!" someone who couldn’t take it cried out.

"Who’s screaming!" Zou Qi, with bloodshot eyes, erupted in rage. Had the scene not been so chaotic, he would have sought out and killed the shouting culprit. At such a critical juncture, destabilizing morale was truly detestable. "No one can run! Magic cultivators, cast your spells quickly, combat and ghost cultivators set up your Talismans, physique cultivators follow me and hold it off!"

He was supposed to be commanding from the rear, but at this moment there was no room for that. He charged forward, because he knew that if he, the Governor, didn’t do something more, their formation would be utterly broken, making it impossible to withstand the quasi-flood dragon’s slaughter.

The quasi-flood dragon was indeed strong, but there were hundreds of Sky Supporting Sect cultivators, not so easily crushed.

Seeing Zou Qi himself enter the fray, the panicked cultivators slowly steadied themselves. Finally free from the disturbance of the thunderbolt, the magic cultivators stirred with swift-moving spirit force, their magic and spells striking out once more.

The combat and ghost cultivators who had lost their weapon control began to take out their Spirit Talismans.

With Zou Qi at the lead, a group of physique cultivators stood before the quasi-flood dragon, silently enduring its wrath.

From a distance, one could see tiny figures scattered before the vast snake body, their colorful lights constantly assaulting the quasi-flood dragon, which hissed continuously under their attack. The spectacle was magnificent to behold.

It must be said that Zou Qi was indeed an impressive individual. In such a situation, he decisively charged out, leading by example, and prevented the collapse of his side’s morale. After paying a hefty price, the situation was actually stabilised by the Sky Supporting Sect cultivators!

One truly has to be something special to hold the position of a Sect’s appointed governor.

The Spirit Talismans were exhausted, and those combat and ghost cultivators, also carrying their Spiritual Artifacts, rushed forward, swinging and hacking at the quasi-flood dragon’s body under the protection of the physique cultivators, regardless of the fact that a casual strike from the quasi-flood dragon could leave them with no place to die, they were undeterred.

The snake demon’s scales had exceptionally strong protective power, as hard as steel, but even the toughest defense couldn’t withstand the relentless attacks of the furious cultivators, not afraid to die.

The casualties of the Sky Supporting Sect’s cultivators were mounting, but the injuries on the quasi-flood dragon were also increasing. The massive serpent body was covered with dense wounds, and many scales had already fallen off.

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If this situation continued to develop, the attacking quasi-flood dragon might indeed be repelled, but for the Sky Supporting Sect’s cultivators to kill it was unrealistic because if it sensed something wrong, the quasi-flood dragon would definitely flee.

With its own power, to directly confront hundreds of cultivators from a sect, including those of Level 8-9, the quasi-flood dragon was truly worthy of being at the top of the demon beast rankings in the Spirit Stream battlefield.

Even if Little Gray came over, it couldn’t do better than it.

But the situation was definitely not going to keep developing like this.

Just as the morale of the Sky Supporting Sect was surging like a rainbow, the silhouette of a large ship suddenly entered their vision, flying mid-air, about dozens of yards from the ground, not too fast, but also decidedly not slow.

At the bow of that large ship, a familiar pattern was branded for the Sky Supporting Sect’s cultivators.

That pattern represented Silver Light Island!

On the deck, Luo Fu’s figure was distinctly visible.

The people of Silver Light Island had arrived!

Standing on the deck, Luo Fu urged his spirit force into his eyes and gazed from afar at the battle outside the Sky Supporting Sect dwelling, seeing that it was indeed as Hao Ren had continually reported back, he was overjoyed and couldn’t help but laugh loudly, "Heaven is truly helping me, Sky Supporting Sect… will you die now or not!"

Behind him stood a group of Silver Light Island’s cultivators, each rubbing their hands with eagerness.

Zou Qi, who had been leading from the front, his face had turned green.

The dwelling was currently under attack by the quasi-flood dragon, with heavy casualties among their cultivators; at such a critical juncture, their arch-enemies from Silver Light Island appear out of nowhere, coming to the sect en masse—there was no worse news in the world than this.

Last night the sect’s ore vein had been attacked; he had felt that it was Silver Light Island’s doing. He was planning to send people to investigate at dawn, but before they could take action, the quasi-flood dragon had attacked. Zou Qi was powerless to attend to both, and had no choice but to deal with the immediate trouble first.

Now it seemed, last night really was Silver Light Island’s handiwork, they must have been lying in ambush waiting for an opportunity, and now finally couldn’t hold back anymore.

Did the quasi-flood dragon’s attack have anything to do with Silver Light Island?

Zou Qi didn’t know, but if it did, it was too terrifying; and if it wasn’t related, then it could only be said that the Sky Supporting Sect was incredibly unlucky!

"Retreat back to the dwelling!" Zou Qi roared, at the same time avoiding the quasi-flood dragon’s ferocious strike, however, the strong impact still flung him through the air, and he crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Facing the quasi-flood dragon alone, the Sky Supporting Sect might still have a fighting chance, but with Silver Light Island joining the fray, it was no longer prudent to put up a strong front.

Almost the instant after he gave the order, the protective array opened up another gap, and the magic cultivators behind it hurriedly retreated, followed by the ghost and combat cultivators, and lastly the physique cultivators.

The quasi-flood dragon, now incensed from its injuries, would not let the people of the Sky Supporting Sect retreat easily; as the cultivators pulled back, it drew upon the Thunderbolt power on its flesh-horn once again, bolts slashing down, resulting in blood flowing like rivers before the Sect Protection Array.

In just under the duration of one incense stick’s time of the clash, nearly a hundred people had been killed or injured, showing the ferocity of the quasi-flood dragon.

After unleashing those Thunderbolt strikes, the quasi-flood dragon’s aura seemed to wane considerably, showing it had expended a lot of energy. This Thunderbolt power couldn’t be used recklessly.

The big array closed once more, and the quasi-flood dragon, pursuing once again, was stopped outside the light screen, going crazy, ramming against it, its wounds splitting open, blood streaming.

Meanwhile, the large ship of Silver Light Island, under Luo Fu’s command, brazenly passed by the quasi-flood dragon, passed by the Sky Supporting Sect dwelling, and came to land on the other side, under the desperate gazes of the many cultivators of the Sky Supporting Sect.

One after another, figures walked down from the ship, quickly gathering into a force of several hundred people.

The expressions of the Sky Supporting Sect grew even more desperate.

The quasi-flood dragon continued its assault on the big array, intermittently spewing Snake Mist, its craving for the Scale Armor bordering on an unsolvable obsession.

The Sky Supporting Sect couldn’t hold back just it alone, let alone now that the people of Silver Light Island had also arrived. As soon as they also took action, flanked by attacks from both sides with the quasi-flood dragon, the collapse of the Sky Supporting Sect’s big array would only happen faster.

"Luo Fu, did you lure the quasi-flood dragon here?"

Within the big array, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, looking utterly miserable, Zou Qi stared through the light screen at Luo Fu, eyes blazing with anger as he asked the question.

Luo Fu responded cheerily, "My Silver Light Island doesn’t have such capabilities. It’s just a coincidence, just a coincidence."