svetikya Chapter 407 Each with their own schemes
Chapter 407 Each with their own schemes
Chapter 407 Each with their own schemes
Two hundred feet ahead, the scene was bizarre.
A huge ball of light, formed by the convergence of blue, gold, and red hues, floated in mid-air and slowly rotated.
Blue represents the spiritual power of wood, full of vitality; gold represents the spiritual power of metal, incomparably sharp; red represents the spiritual power of fire, blazing and violent.
The three colors of light intertwine yet remain distinct, forming a mysterious balance.
The two members of the Silver Spirit Clan, the Human-Faced Flood Dragon, and Cang Nan, among others, had all stopped in front of the ball of light, watching with varying expressions.
Even the fiery lion with its tail severed had somehow arrived and was now watching the ball of light from a distance with a solemn expression.
At the core of the place where the three-colored spiritual light converges, a strong fifth-order Dao aura is being nurtured and emanates.
Through layers of radiance, one can vaguely see a fruit with naturally formed Dao patterns, mysterious and extraordinary, floating within.
"The Three-Colored Wood-Fire-Gold Fruit!"
"A peak-grade, low-level fifth-tier spiritual fruit!"
The fiery lion growled, its voice filled with shock and greed.
Such high-quality spiritual fruits are rare treasures even for these individuals' Nascent Soul stage beings, enough to allow them to advance their cultivation to the next level.
Similarly, this place where the three-colored spiritual light converges is also the only way to the next region.
The ball of light blocked the way; without breaking through this barrier, no one could proceed any further.
However, the pass was so difficult that everyone present stopped and hesitated, resulting in a stalemate.
Chen Yi stopped a short distance away, not daring to approach rashly.
With a slight probe of his divine sense, he only touched the aura surrounding the ball of light when he felt a terrifying tearing and burning force, which made his heart tremble.
"This place is dangerous. With my current strength, if I force my way in to take the fruit and enter the rear, I will find it difficult to remain calm and composed. I will inevitably expose my true identity and may even need to use the system's assistance."
He sensed it briefly and made a judgment: to pass this test and obtain the opportunity of the three-colored fruit, it would probably require several people to work together to have even a slight chance.
He decided to stay in the rear for the time being and observe the situation.
The atmosphere in the room was subtle.
The people here are all Nascent Soul avatars or Nascent Soul main bodies with suppressed cultivation from various realms. Each of them is arrogant and has their own schemes. Getting them to cooperate without any reservations is as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Just as Chen Yi was observing, some people in the room couldn't contain themselves any longer.
The human-faced dragon was the most irritable. It glanced at the spiritual fruit, then scanned the crowd around it, a fierce glint flashing in its eyes.
"Hmph, just an inanimate object. Watch me break it!"
Before he finished speaking, its enormous dragon tail lashed out, tearing through the air and striking the three-colored ball of light fiercely!
However, before the dragon's tail arrived, a golden ray of light shot out from the ball of light as fast as lightning.
Pfft—!
Golden light pierced the dragon's tail, bringing with it a spray of blood.
"Awooo—!"
The human-faced dragon roared in pain, its enormous body being blasted away by the immense force, crashing heavily to the ground and creating a deep crater.
At the wound on its tail, the sharp golden energy continuously tore through its flesh, while a wisp of green wood energy and a wisp of raging fire energy intertwined and raged, causing it unbearable pain.
Upon seeing this, the pupils of everyone else shrank drastically.
The human-faced dragon's physical body was incredibly powerful, yet it was easily and severely injured by a single beam of light!
The tribe's holy maiden, Cang Nan, frowned slightly. Instead of forcing her way in, she flipped her jade hand and produced a blue feather fan.
She gently fanned herself towards the ball of light, and a soft breeze silently blew out, seemingly trying to bypass the ball of light's defenses and seize the spiritual fruit within.
But as soon as the wind approached, a flash of red light appeared in the ball of light, and a raging flame suddenly ignited, instantly burning the gentle breeze to nothingness.
Cang Nan groaned, put away his feather fan, and his face paled slightly.
The two Silver Spirits exchanged glances, and one of them conjured a small silver shield.
The small shield grew larger against the wind, transforming into a light barrier to protect the two as they attempted to move forward.
Before he could take three steps, cyan, gold, and red light surged forth like a tide, bombarding the light barrier.
The light screen trembled violently, groaning under the strain, and the two retreated hastily, their faces equally pale.
After several attempts, everyone realized that this place was not something one person could cross alone.
Just as everyone was silently pondering, the wounded fire lion emerged from behind the rock.
It clutched its severed tail, the bone visible beneath its blade, and swept its gaze over everyone present. In a deep voice, it said, "Fellow Daoists, you were unwilling to cooperate with me when dealing with that bald little monk from the Great Azure Realm. But we must join forces to cross this place—how about we temporarily join forces, take these three-colored spiritual fruits first, and then cross this three-colored spiritual light? What do you say?"
The three key figures—Human-faced Flood Dragon, Tribal Saintess Cang Nan, and Silver Flame—had no objection to the Flame Lion's proposal.
The Flame Lion was certain.
However, just as the four of them exerted their strength again to attack the three-colored spiritual light, a figure quietly stood not far away.
Chen Yi, disguised as the young monk Kudu, wearing an old monk's robe, walked silently from behind.
His aura was restrained, and his footsteps left no dust; they were almost imperceptible unless seen with the naked eye.
He saw four people surrounding a dazzling light, each displaying their skills.
Silver light slashed, demonic fire scorched, the light of breaking the law melted away, and snake scales clashed fiercely—the radiance fluctuated violently, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to become chaotic.
Chen Yi neither stepped forward nor made a move. He simply found a place to stand, his arms hanging naturally at his sides, his eyes calmly fixed on the scene ahead, like an outsider patiently waiting for something.
His composure made one person in the room feel uneasy.
The Flame Lion was fighting against the backlash of the spiritual light with all its might, and its mental energy was greatly depleted. When it felt that calm gaze again, it felt a chill run down its spine.
He feared that at this critical moment when his mind was most tense and his strength was about to run out, the monk would suddenly kill him from behind.
The power and strange movements of that Vajra Finger technique were still vivid in my mind.
The agony of waiting to be attacked is a hundred times more agonizing than a direct confrontation!
No, to get through this, we must first deal with the bald guy's future problems!
So, at the crucial moment when the four of them were working together to almost completely wear down the three-colored spiritual light, and the spiritual fruit inside was within their grasp.
The fiery lion felt a surge of murderous intent.
He secretly sent a wisp of his divine sense to the other three, saying, "Everyone! That bald man from the Great Azure Realm is lurking behind us! This man is strange; keeping him alive will only cause trouble later! Now is the perfect opportunity to join forces and kill him!"
"Why not feign an invitation to him to help break the spiritual light, making him contribute his national strength? Once the spiritual light is broken, we can all strike simultaneously and annihilate him in one fell swoop, what do you say?"
The plan was ruthless yet decisive, killing two birds with one stone.
However, he never dreamed that this supposedly secret transmission had already been transmitted to Chen Yi's ears by Cang Nan using his special talent and methods.
Unbeknownst to them, Chen Yi, Cang Nan, and even the seemingly gloomy human-faced dragon had already reached a tacit understanding, and had even agreed on the secret signal to take action.
Both the arrogant Man-Faced Flood Dragon and the principled Cang Nan held the Flame Lion in utter contempt for his treacherous and fickle nature.
The next moment, after Cangnan and the human-faced dragon agreed to cooperate with each other through their divine thoughts.
The play has begun.
The fiery lion roared suddenly, its demonic flames surging as it slammed into the spiritual light.
Immediately, it stumbled, deliberately making a gesture of being exhausted and struggling to get through.
It gasped for breath, turned around, forced an awkward smile at Chen Yi in the distance, and called out loudly, "Fellow Daoist Kudu! There were many misunderstandings before; you could say we became friends through a fight!"
"You lost your disciple, and I was also seriously injured. My men suffered heavy losses. We're even now!"
Why don't we stop for now?
"This restriction is strange, and we need your help, a master of the Vajra Technique! Once we break through this barrier, we can each compete for the subsequent opportunities based on our own abilities. What do you say?"
His words were sincere, and his posture was extremely humble.
If it were an ordinary cultivator, they might be tempted to cooperate temporarily under these circumstances.
But Chen Yi is not.