Chapter 632 - 289: Burn the Boats, Fight to the Death

What should we do?

Everyone turned their gaze to Lu Wenwu.

In this gathering, he alone held the right to speak.

Whether it was his identity, status, or strength.

The unparalleled power and the throne of the Dragon Emperor attested to this.

"Your Majesty, if we withdraw our top-tier combat power, how long can we hold out?" A Divinity Transformation powerhouse staunched his flowing blood and couldn’t help but ask.

Lu Wenwu sensed slightly, pondered for a moment, and then replied, "If all Divinity Transformation Middle and Late-stage powerhouses are withdrawn, and the enhancement of the Purgatory Great Wall is pushed to the limit, burning the Spiritual Vein without any regard for the cost... Hmm?"

Speaking here, Lu Wenwu suddenly paused, letting out a sound of doubt.

His eyes slightly opened, and the corners of his mouth faintly lifted.

"Interesting... is this human nature?"

The peak powerhouses showed confusion on their faces, eyes filled with doubt.

Human nature?

What human nature?

At this moment, are you still pondering Dao here?

"Send the command token, all Divinity Transformation Middle and Late-stage True Venerables immediately team up nearby and converge on the first line of defense." Lu Wenwu stood up and said calmly.

"What?" Saint Venerable Heng Ru was taken aback, "Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, please reconsider! Forgive me, but while there’s a chance of success in such a forceful beheading, I don’t believe the remaining disciples can hold the second line! If you can’t provide a reason, I cannot abide!"

Saint Venerable Heng Ru’s words were not without reason.

Withdrawing all Divinity Transformation Middle and Late-stage cultivators to form a death squad, supported by the Purgatory Great Wall, Saint Venerable Heng Ru had no doubt they could reach the True Demon Mother Insect.

Combining over ten Peak Divinity Transformation True Venerables and Lu Wenwu, an incredibly powerful Dragon Emperor, they might indeed have a chance to slay an Immortal against all odds.

This was indeed recorded in the history of the Cultivation Realm!

An extraordinarily talented Sword Cultivator and a Dragon Emperor had both achieved this.

Even if they perished soon after due to severe injuries after slaying the Immortal, it was indeed doable.

They had a chance, but what about the lines?

Relying solely on those Divinity Transformation Tier War Shadows to hold the ground?

Without a genuine Late-stage Divinity Transformation True Venerable to anchor the line, they would stand no chance against the seemingly endless Split Creatures.

Their numbers were simply overwhelming, easily draining the Spiritual Power of the cultivators forming the army.

And poor endurance was precisely one of the biggest weaknesses of the War Shadows.

Once the defensive line collapsed too quickly, the billions of Split Creatures would invade the heart of the Cultivation Realm within a very short time, killing all life in sight and polluting all land underfoot.

Even the sky would turn dim, and the light of the sun would be obscured.

By then, even if they managed to destroy the True Demon Mother Insect, the remaining massive Power of Corruption would completely destroy everything in the Cultivation Realm, obliterating the world’s essential living environments.

In such a case, even a successful beheading would be meaningless.

Not only Saint Venerable Heng Ru, but most of the other Late-stage Divinity Transformation cultivators also thought similarly.

Only Void Buddha Venerable, Blood River Demon Venerable, and Old Flood Dragon Jiao Shengwu stood unwaveringly behind Lu Wenwu, trusting his orders without reason.

Lu Wenwu was not annoyed by this.

He did not consider himself a Long Aotian style protagonist, who could convince others with mere words and cause morale to skyrocket.

Doubt was normal, skepticism was also normal.

In matters concerning the life and death of the entire world, even the identity of a Dragon Emperor was not as effective.

Previously it worked because others understood that unity was essential in the face of doomsday to find a way out.

But now it was seemingly an unsolvable deathtrap, requiring life-risking gambles.

Without a predetermined solution, naturally, more thought and compelling evidence and rational plans were needed.

However, he was more curious about why this old monk had such unwavering faith in his words.

Glancing at the Void Buddha Venerable who was silently chanting the Rebirth Spell, Lu Wenwu explained, "In about the time of an incense stick, you will understand the reason. Before then, try to recover a bit, as there is another Blood War later."

"Alright, then as His Majesty the Dragon Emperor says."

Saint Venerable Heng Ru thought for a moment and simply sat down.

The time of an incense stick was bearable.

Even without this time, they were already exhausted and needed sufficient time to meditate and adjust their breath.

Thus, the other Divinity Transformation True Venerables followed suit, also beginning to take Elixirs, stabilizing their Inner Breath, and slowly healing their previous battle wounds.

The Spirit Veins across various areas were continuously trembling, as if the world was squeezing out its last power for a final desperate blow.

The Dragon Mansion was linked with the earth veins of the world, and nothing could escape the perception of its controller.

Through the power of the Dragon Mansion, Lu Wenwu could clearly sense that a large amount of Spiritual Vein Power was being continuously drawn, and the frequency of space leaps was increasingly frequent.

Tsk...

Only when facing death did it finally learn pain.

Well, after all, it contributes a share of power to this world...

Lu Wenwu gazed far into the distance, looking in the direction of the True Demon Mother Insect.

The enormous claws that covered the sky waved up and down, innumerable Power of Corruption expanded and swept the entire Cultivation Realm like thick ink.

The outermost positions of the Spirit Veins had been completely drained, forming a Spiritual Qi vacuum.

The spreading speed was as expected delayed, yet it was still steadily advancing at a slow pace.