The young man paused and then added, "Moreover, your fellow disciples must also be fighting for the survival of this world, just like you!"
"..."
Lin Guang didn’t pay much attention to that, but instead briefly pondered.
Could it be that Liu Cheyi fell into the Chaos Void along with the Celestial Ladder Mountain and then made his way to Blue Star?
That... would be quite reasonable.
At this mont, the young man stopped in front of a wooden door and pushed it open.
It looked more like a cell than a ward.
A tall cultivator was sitting cross-legged in the center of the room, his body towering, muscles strong, and features rugged. Surprisingly, even in a seated position, he was two ters tall. It was unclear whether this was due to his cultivation technique or if he was naturally this way.
His condition was more severe, nearly out of control, with blood-red eyes and extre irritability.
As soon as Lin Guang opened the door, his eyes pierced through the array that seed to be restraining him, staring fixedly at the young man and Lin Guang, showing killing intent, which he forcibly suppressed.
"I can’t hold out much longer."
He surprisingly still maintained his sanity, speaking hoarsely, "Where is Wu Yong? Quickly use the Wind of Farewell to throw right into the deepest part of the demonic battlefield!"
"Hurry!"
Implied was a desire to self-destruct.
The young man said seriously, "Uncle Zhang, this is Senior Lin from the Supre Immortal Sect. He can treat the demonic qi in your body!"
The cultivator was taken aback.
But before he could say anything, a needle ford from a Tier Four spirit stone had already pierced directly onto his forehead, rendering him immobile.
"Please, Senior Lin!"
"Uncle Zhang is a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator with imnse power, and he possesses a set of formidable magical treasures. If he recovers his strength, it will surely greatly aid the battle!"
Lin Guang nodded and began taking out spiritual materials one by one while speaking to the silver-haired girl and the wolf-eared maid beside him, his eyes already glowing a dark golden color.
This indicated that the talent boost from the Heart of Terra had already reached the three partners.
"Go out and help check the situation on the deck. Lisa, stay here to assist in handling the spiritual materials."
......
The flying ship had been hovering over the battlefield, receiving seriously injured but not dead cultivators, exterminating the Demon Race, and was naturally targeted by the Demon Race.
Many demons consistently attempted to assault the flying ship.
However, Chelina and Vishdair were certainly not to be trifled with, and together with the cultivators, they killed all the approaching demons.
anwhile, inside the cabin, Lin Guang’s treatnt ended quickly as well.
In less than half an hour, the mid-stage Golden Core cultivator had already regained his sanity, suddenly opening his eyes that seed to hide malevolence. The demonic qi and poison were entirely eradicated.
After thanking Lin Guang, his whole body emitted bright yellow lightning, transforming into a streak of lightning as he left the room.
Almost every cultivator who could spare a thought noticed that a teor-like escape light shot up from the flying ship, starting to assault the place where the situation was the most severe.
He took out a bright yellow banner and infused it with mana to activate it.
In an instant, thunder erupted from the body and the banner of this commander.
Initially as thin as a thread, it quickly expanded in the wind, with hundreds of thousands of lightning patterns intertwined, transforming into a hundred-foot-long golden Thunder Flood Dragon.
Its scales and claws were distinct, electric arcs leaping between its dragon whiskers, and even the surrounding demonic qi was slightly pushed back.
Roar———
With a high-pitched roar from the Thunder Flood Dragon, dense bolts of thunder radiated continuously from around it, turning a small section of the nearby battlefield into a Thunder Prison.
Even the Tier Three demons, enshrouded in demonic qi, were charred black by the thunder, severely injured, and then slain without any ability to counterattack.
The cultivators on the battlefield couldn’t suppress the joy on their faces, fighting even more fiercely.
Yet Lin Guang, who crafted all this with his own hands, showed no signs of relaxation.
The mid-stage Golden Core’s attack power was much smaller than he had imagined.
Even with the cooperation of magical treasures, it was only sowhat effective in clearing out the numbers, and it couldn’t even instantly kill Tier Three demons.
It seems less powerful than even one shot from Vishdair.
Is it because the pervasive demonic qi in the world reduces the power of the cultivators’ magical and divine techniques?
Moreover, the greatest advantage of the Demon Race is their enormous numbers.
In the context of the entire battlefield, the demons slain by this commander are probably not even one percent of the total, and reinforcents keep coming.
With such an outburst, never mind how long his recently recovered body and Golden Core can sustain.
How much mana does he have left? How many more tis can he explode like this?
Just as expected.
Before long, after supporting five critical situations, he returned to the flying ship and began ditating with several spirit stones to regain his energy.
Fortunately, there was still a Golden Core Stage cultivator on this flying ship, the scholarly Wu Yong beside the young man, who continued to support all directions on the battlefield.
This ant Lin Guang’s healing efforts were beneficial, at least allowing the core combat forces to free up their hands.
And Lin Guang had already started preparing the next step of his actions.
"How many Golden Core Stage cultivators are deeply corroded by demonic influence?"
"Three more, but they’re not on this flying ship, please, Senior Lin, step over."
While talking, the three of them walked toward the direction of the deck together.
When they passed the middle level, both of them paused for a mont.
Lisa’s face showed a sorrowful expression.
The officer Wang, who was previously saved from the brink of death by Lin Guang, was lying on a bed, his mutilated body only remaining from the ribcage up, eyes covered by a white cloth.
He had again sacrificed his life in battle.
Looking at the remains of Officer Wang, Lin Guang suddenly had a question.
If ti could turn back, would he choose to waste spiritual materials and spirit stones to save him?
Knowing that even if soone were saved, they would soon die, should he still trouble himself to save them?
He...
Did not know.
Yet, for so reason,
his Heart of Terra gently throbbed at this mont.
......
On the deck.
The fierce wind blew the decayed demonic qi and the faint rusty scent of blood into their nostrils.
Chelina and Vishdair were standing at the staircase entrance waiting for Lin Guang, perhaps sensing his movent through a contract.
Chelina didn’t speak, but her clear orange-red eyes clearly revealed low spirits.
Even Vishdair, who had released his battle desire, wore an expression of disdain rather than satisfaction or the manic smile, on his face.
"This illusion realm is annoying."
"So many disorderly monsters, Ether can’t be restored, hands are tied, can’t even shoot."
Nine yellow-white tails were swaying behind her, Lisa used spiritual power to transmit her voice: "Brother Lin Guang, how can we clear this stage? The battlefield is too vast, our influence is too small."
"..."
After a mont of silence, Lin Guang turned his head and looked in a certain direction.
He could vaguely see, in the distance among the mountains, a colossal entity stood.
It was a dark green fleshy mountain, several hundred ters tall.
The endless Demon Race horde originated from that direction.
Noticing Lin Guang’s gaze, the young man’s eyes showed a complex emotion as he ca beside him and whispered: "That is Being Mountain, where Beishan City’s mines were originally located."
"Cultivators skilled in deduction have confird that it is the commander, leader, and source of this tide-like evil demons, aside from its large size, its frontal combat power is not high, as long as that evil demon is eradicated, the demons without direct command are no different from wild beasts with instincts, incapable of organizing a proper offensive, and without the number supplent, resolving them is only a matter of ti."
"Two days ago, the City Lord of Beishan City, who is my father, an early Nascent Soul Stage great cultivator, along with several Golden Core Commanders, charged into the insect sea intending to annihilate this creature."
"Only then did they discover... there was an incredibly powerful evil demon guarding there."
"If the environnt was normal, if my father struck with full force, he could even smash that evil demon along with the surrounding mountains."
"But... the demonic influence in the world greatly affects the performance of our divine techniques; after a long battle, they couldn’t find any opportunity and had to withdraw."
"Even so, they were greatly weakened due to excessive demonic influence entering their bodies."
"If not for this, the battlefield wouldn’t have turned so quickly, and the outer city would not have been breached..."
"Now, we can only hope for rescue from the Golden Mountain Sect or other sects."
"..."
Lin Guang pondered slightly, then spoke:
"How much spirit stone reserve does Beishan City have left?"
"According to the consumption when you treated Uncle Wang, we can offer ten more portions or so, the rest must be used to maintain the grand array and replenish mana."
"Ten portions..."
He suddenly said, "First help prepare the spirit stones and all kinds of spiritual materials. Once the remaining Golden Core cultivators are healed, take to see him."
The young man was slightly taken aback, then a flash of excitent appeared in his eyes again: "Senior Lin is indeed an otherworldly expert, amazingly having a way to heal a Nascent Soul Stage great cultivator!"
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