Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme-Chapter 778 - 488: Outlook

Chapter 778 -488: Outlook

Victory and defeat were decided, life and death were determined!

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Outside the formation, Xu Yang was seated high in the clouds. With a wave of the Command Flag in his hand, suddenly a five-colored stream flowed beautifully away, revealing the scene within the formation.

Outside Long Yuan, another abyss formed, containing a ten-thousand-zhang dragon that was twisted in agony, showing a struggle full of suffering. Its purple scales had turned crystalline, and its flesh had turned to ash; it no longer harbored life, leaving only a Corpse Body.

Beiming Dragon Abyss, the grand Seven Calamities Demon Monarch, a master of great talents, was now subjected to a living refinement unto death.

This world… truly is unpredictable!

As the Demon Monarch’s body lay in the abyss, before anyone could speak, they saw people kneeling on the ground, bowing towards the Master of Clouds, both inside and outside Long Yuan, at the mountain gates, and all around.

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“Immortal, spare our lives!”

“We are willing to surrender, we are willing to surrender!”

“Please raise your gracious hand, raise your gracious hand…”

The Dragon Descendants, of Mahayana Unity, and those who had Returned to Void and Became Divine, disregarded their sovereign father, the Beiming Dragon Abyss, lying dead outside, and promptly knelt to offer their submission.

But that was only to be expected.

The path of immortals values self-interest, even more so the Demon Path.

What Dragon Lord, what sovereign father? He’s already dead; what more is there to say?

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It’s not like they can expect us juniors to throw away our lives and bolster our loyalty by perishing with Lord Mingxiao, can they?

Let’s not joke, the other party is a ruthless person capable of refining Seven Calamities. His cultivation is unfathomable, his power terrifying. These juniors, at best reaching Mahayana, how could they match him?

Better to endure humiliation and burden, to preserve their useful bodies, and wait for the future. When Ying Long returns, they can seek the old ancestors to reclaim this blood debt, thus preserving a lineage for the Beiming Dragon Clan.

As long as the green mountains are preserved, there will always be firewood!

As for whether the other party accepts their surrender…

If the Garuda can do such things, why can’t my Beiming Dragon Clan do the same?

Although they from the Beiming Dragon Clan do not know how to kindle fire like those Garuda Golden Winged Birds, the Wandao School is so vast, aside from tending fires and watching over furnaces, Alchemy, and Artifact Refining, surely there are other menial tasks to be done, right?

No matter what, they couldn’t just be wiped out!

“This…”

Seeing the mass kneeling inside and outside Long Yuan, everyone was initially stunned, then snickered.

“Good fellow!”

“Indeed, those who understand the times are outstanding!”

“You really know how to save yourselves.”

“As long as I kneel quickly enough, death cannot catch up with me.”

“Compromising one’s integrity is minor, life and death are major!”

“If those birdmen can kneel, so can I, this loach.”

“Birdmen can burn fires, what can a loach do, be sent to be fish food? No, that would be stealing our rice bowls. How can we fishermen then earn academic credits?”

“I said this formation was so fierce, how come, apart from that big one, none were refined to death, seems like the Temple Master came here to catch some treasures?”

In the live broadcast, everyone snickered, while the Cave Heaven Cultivators and Calamity Realm Immortals and Gods remained silent.

Rabbits die, foxes grieve, deeply empathizing!

The grand Seven Calamities Demon Monarch, a truly formidable being, had met such an end. What then of them, those of the Five Calamities, Four Calamities, even Three Calamities and Two Calamities, minor gods and immortals? Could they not be wiped out with a flick of a hand?

Is the Wandao School truly so dominant in the world that no one can control it?

As Dongtian Immortal Gods, must they always rely on it, be constrained by it, and lead a stifled, sneaky existence?

When will the major Immortal Realms intervene?

When will the Earth Immortals and Heavenly Immortals return?

When will this situation finally be broken?

Everyone was lost in introspection, feeling a mixture of emotions.

At that moment…

High in the sky, above the clouds, facing the cultivators’ pleas for surrender, the Taoist Man did not respond, merely allowing a flash of Spirit Light between his eyebrows, as the Heavenly Eye atop his brow Admiringly Opened.

The Admiring Eye of Heaven shone sternly, instantly causing the void to open like water, revealing a mysterious sight.

At a hidden location, a person sat cross-legged, his form flickering, as unsteady as a candle in the wind.

On closer inspection, that person, that face, unexpectedly was…

“Beiming Dragon Abyss?”

“This…!”

Looking at this person’s face, everyone was astonished.

It was an exact match for Beiming Dragon Abyss!

But hadn’t Beiming Dragon Abyss already died? His ten-thousand-zhang dragon corpse was still lying beside.

This is…

“Primordial Spirit!?”

“Calamity-Avoidance Secret Skill?”

“Life-Substitution Skill?”

The immortals narrowed their eyes, deciphering the situation.

In the world existed methods to avoid calamity and substitute life, applicable when faced with death tribulations.

Beiming Dragon Abyss, the grand Seven Calamities Demon Monarch and lord of a Great Cavern Heaven, with an ancient heritage and deep potentiality, possessing such secret techniques was within reason.

However, such techniques exact a great cost, at most preserving life but not without damage.

Nevermind others, just consider the current Beiming Dragon Abyss, afraid that only a trace of his Primordial Spirit is left.

Just the Primordial Spirit is fine, a Seven Calamities Demon Monarch, reincarnating in another body, is not difficult.

But…

When the Taoist Man’s Heavenly Eye Opened, casting out such a scene, and seeing that Beiming Dragon Abyss was completely unaware, wholly focused on recuperation, the immortals fell silent, unable to speak.

At that moment…

“Puh!!!”

With his eyes tightly shut, focusing on his breath, Beiming Dragon Abyss suddenly shuddered, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

How could a Primordial Spirit body spit blood?

No one knew, and Beiming Dragon Abyss was even more shocked as he opened his eyes, pressing a hand to his chest, his face full of shock and anger.

Unnamed fury, an unnamed fire seemed to burn his Primordial Spirit as if placing it in a lantern, the Three Flowers on the Crown and the Five Qi in his chest faltering, as if he was being refined in a furnace.

This was, this was…

“Nailhead Seven Arrows!”

“Scoundrel!!!”

Beiming Dragon Abyss roared, his face contorted, his eyes nearly bursting, as he fiercely looked towards the sky, pointing a trembling finger: “I curse you…”

“Boom!!!”

Before he could finish speaking, a spray of blood burst forth, blazing red in color, with fires burning from all orifices, instantly consuming the Primordial Spirit and soul, the Three Flowers on the Crown, the Five Qi in his chest, and all his Calamity Realm Achievements turning to ash.

“Whew!”

With the last gust of wind, the ash entirely dispersed, vanishing without a trace, effectively erasing all traces of the Seven Calamities Demon Monarch.