The Saviour is here
Jiang Chen was elated. Even though the battle had been long and a very critical one, he still won the battle and obtained enormous benefits. When he looked at the dark soul prostrating to him, he felt the fearsomeness of The Edifying Light. If it wasn’t for the help of The Edifying Light, he wouldn’t be able to cope with the dark soul before him.
“If I remember correctly, today is the last day of the Death Mountain expedition. I hope that I’m not late. If I’m trapped here, it will be a tragedy to linger around here for thirty years.”
Jiang Chen suddenly thought of this at this very crucial moment. It had almost been a month since he entered the Death Mountain. Today was the second opening of the Death Mountain. Once it was missed, don’t even think about leaving this place for another thirty years.
The exit of the second opening had to be at the deepest spatial zone. Jiang Chen was taken to this death spatial zone by the light beam. He was clueless about his own whereabouts, it gave him a headache on which way would he take to get to the deepest spatial zone. Then, his gaze fell upon the dark soul.
“Get up and be at my side from now on.”
Jiang Chen said to the dark soul.
The dark soul replied in an extraordinary manner. Jiang Chen didn’t understand this kind of communication before. Since the dark soul was already edified by him, it was his servant now. Thus, Jiang Chen could connect to the dark soul’s communication channel to understand its expressed meaning, similar to the Ice Beast King.
The dark soul stood up with its forty meters body that could dazzle anyone. However, it was weak as an infant before Jiang Chen. The ferocious and brutal dark soul had become an obedient kid before him—totally subdued.
“Bring me to the deepest spatial zone beneath this mountain.”
Jiang Chen said. The exit of the Death Mountain was going to be opened soon. Time was of the essence now. With the guidance of the dark soul, he could save a lot of unnecessary troubles.
The dark soul followed Jiang Chen’s order obediently. It immediately led the way and disappeared in this death spatial zone along with Jiang Chen. This Minor Saint dark soul’s memory of this place had been stored in its mind, it was extremely familiar with the environment and places of this Death Mountain. Its a.s.sistance would cut a significant amount of time in reaching the exit.
Currently—in the deepest spatial zone—it was still as chaotic as before. Tens of thousands of dark soul army had filled up every corner of this spatial zone. The powerful dark souls were continuously raising their razor-sharp claws, attacking the defensive s.h.i.+eld. The fortified s.h.i.+eld that was magnified by the monument trembled continuously due to the powerful impacts of the attacks.
All of the cultivators inside the s.h.i.+eld didn’t dare to rest; they exerted all of their efforts to send out the Yuan Force from their bodies to the monument to fortify the s.h.i.+eld. Some disciples’ Yuan Force had already been depleted, but they quickly swallowed Heaven Rank Restoration pills to replenish it. This was a crucial juncture and none of them dared to be careless. They had to sustain their current situation until the pa.s.sageway of the Death Mountain was opened— it was their only chance of survival. Once the defensive s.h.i.+eld was breached, all of them would die here.
The number of Ninth Grade Combat Emperor dark souls were increasing. Their attacks were the strongest. Every attack that they launched were as heavy as a hill, shaking the s.h.i.+eld violently. It seemed like the s.h.i.+eld would crumble any time.
“Grandmother! How can there be so many dark souls? These dark souls are too strong. I have no idea whether this s.h.i.+eld can hold them off any longer.”
“It has to hold, even if it can’t. We are powerless against the army before us. They undoubtedly outnumbered us, and their combat strength were ineffable. Not to mention that this environment had given them an extra advantage. Once the barrier is destroyed, none of us will survive and we will all die here.”
“Ninth Grade Combat Emperor dark souls have already appeared, do you think that a Minor Saint dark soul would also appear?”
“Shut your cursed mouth. If it really emerges, I will be the first one to tear off your mouth!”
The truth was that the situation in front of them had rendered their hearts to pound faster. They were guessing whether a Minor Saint dark soul would really appear. If it really did, they would all be dead. Although there were no Minor Saint amongst them, they were well aware of how scary a Minor Saint could be. That kind of power was something beyond their imaginations. The light s.h.i.+eld wouldn’t be able to hold it off and would be shattered instantly. If that happened, none of them would survive.
Hoa.r.s.e howls, sounds of collisions and pairs of eyes that were filled with ghostly fire and their ferocious expression—none of them wouldn’t give numbness to one’s scalp. These dark souls were too horrifying. One of the main factors were their ma.s.sive numbers. Every dark soul was extremely ferocious, and there were more than ten thousand of them which means that the human cultivators would need to face more than ten thousand killing machines. No one wasn’t frightened by this juncture.
No one would have thought that such an accident would happen in the final moment. The calamity fell upon them without a sign, it was too sudden and unexpected. If Tyrant hadn’t created this s.h.i.+eld, almost all of them would have died by now. Until now, the only prayer that they could make was to not see the emergence of a Minor Saint dark soul. As long as such a dark soul didn’t emerge, they would be able to hold on until the second opening of the Death Mountain. Thus, they would have the chance to safely escape the mountain.
However, it didn’t happen as they had wished.
Not long after the cursed mouth kept quiet, a heaven and earth shaking howl resounded throughout the area. Along with this sudden and deafening howl, all of the dark souls which were attacking the defensive barrier halted their movements suddenly. Respect and fear had filled their expression—it’s as if they were greeting and welcoming the arrival of their king.
They saw that the sky above was torn into a big opening. A scary forty meter tall dark soul walked out of the opening with a step.
The moment this giant dark soul appeared, all the cultivators who had hidden themselves in the golden barrier were in complete despair. This was the king of the dark souls—a Minor Saint dark soul. Although it was merely a First Grade Minor Saint, its power was enough to easily take all of their lives.
“Finish. We will all die here. A Minor Saint dark soul has appeared.”
“The heaven wants to eliminate us all. Truly detestable! I don’t want to die yet. I’m a genius and I still have a very bright future ahead of me.”
“Why? Why did it became like this? The Death Mountain that only opens every thirty years has turned into a disaster. We will all be buried here.”
“We are going to die—a hundred years later—we will also become dark souls. No, they will consume our hearts. We won’t even have the chance to turn into dark souls. Truly sad...”
Everyone had lost their hope. Despair, such an emotion was contagious, it spread to everyone around. The emergence of a Minor Saint dark soul really made them feel defenceless and vulnerable. If this golden barrier was shattered, those army of dark souls would rush over and devour all of them.
“Don’t panic everybody! Continue to hold the light s.h.i.+eld. This is the only thing that we can count on.”
Guo Shao Fei shouted. They absolutely couldn’t give up until the final moment as giving up was equal to death. Their perseverance might probably bring them miracles even if they didn’t believe in it.
The giant dark soul moved. It made another step, leaving a big hole in the sky. Infinite ghastly death Qi were diffusing towards them, making them feel as if they had already died or, at least, on the verge of death. The result would be the same—even they make a final struggle—nothing would change.
The dark soul walked forward, one step after another. The army of dark souls automatically made way for it to walk. In a few minutes, the giant dark soul had reach the light s.h.i.+eld. A ghastly fire was circulating in its eyes. It slowly raised its sharp claws then slammed the defensive barrier.
The cultivators were startled tremendously. The strike landed on the golden s.h.i.+eld. A monstrous strength pressed against the barrier—making it tremble violently—causing many cracks to appear.
Most of them could feel the ma.s.sive shake, and spewed out blood. This dark soul was too strong, they weren’t its opponent at all.
Tyrant shouted. He chanted the Lotus Mantra, spitting out dense Sanskrit from his mouth, wrapping around the monument—attempting to deflect the Minor Saint dark soul’s attack. However, the difference in strength between them was too wide. The destructive force of a Minor Saint was unparalleled.
The dark soul howled wildly when its strike didn’t shatter the light s.h.i.+eld. It was infuriated. It raised its razor-sharp claw again and violently slammed the barrier.
This time, the force was greater. Cracks could be seen in every part of the s.h.i.+eld. That attack caused the s.h.i.+eld to tremble once more. A lot of cultivators spurted another mouthful of blood, and suffered serious internal injuries while those who suffered lighter injuries were overwhelmed with indescribable despair.
There was no doubt about it. They were all completely in despair, not seeing even a glimmer of hope—not even a glimpse of a miracle. The defensive s.h.i.+eld was going to fail them. The Minor Saint dark soul was too scary. If this big guy made another attack, the defensive barrier would instantly be destroyed. That would be the time of the real disaster.
Tyrant’s palms were together while he shook his head and sighed. There were traces of blood at the corner of his mouth. He had already tried his best but it still couldn’t make a difference. Even if he casted his Edifying Light, it would be impossible for him to edify this Minor Saint dark soul.
Hopeless, truly hopeless. Even Tyrant had already given up. Everyone’s faces were filled with bitter sadness. They had all given up defending and just waited for their life to end—waiting for their deaths to descend.
However at this moment, Jiang Chen and his dark soul were crossing layers of spatial zones. He had already sensed the strong combat waves and the vibration coming from the deepest layer of spatial zone. He had even seen slits and openings from the spatial zone and could feel a ma.s.sive amount of dark soul Qi.
“Not good. Dark soul, faster!”
Jiang Chen exclaimed. He cultivated the Great Soul Derivation Technique, so his spiritual sense was extremely sharp. He knew that something big had happened.
In the deepest layer of the spatial zone, the Minor Saint dark soul once again raised its palm and slowly slammed the defensive barrier. Countless hopeless eyes could only helplessly stare at its action.
“Big brother, Ling Er is going to die!”
Zuo Ling Er raised her head to look outside the golden s.h.i.+eld. She didn’t fear death, but she was afraid that she couldn’t see her big brother one last time before she died.
Unexpectedly at this final moment, the sky was shredded once more. A terrifying sharp claw dug out and collided with the Minor Saint dark soul violently.