Chapter 633 - 289: Burn the Boats, Fight to the Death (Part 2)

Even without the strange occurrence he had sensed earlier, he had already decided to burn the boats and fight to the end.

The concentration of the Power of Corruption in this world was already very high; he could not wait any longer.

Closing his eyes slightly, the desolate scene of the Cyan Profound Sword Sect’s Little World appeared in his mind, shocking to behold!

After a long time, a trace of change finally appeared amidst the noisy battlefield.

It was like a stone dropped into an already turbulent battlefield.

It stirred up some ripples but did not attract much attention.

As time passed, the sound of breaking through the air sounded one after another, and the Spiritual Vein Power, which was originally burning slower, suddenly surged at an incredible speed.

Lu Wenwu’s eyes suddenly snapped open, his Spirit, Essence, and Qi had been adjusted to the peak, and his Battle Intent soared into the sky.

"Ha!"

A Dharma Word exploded in the air, and a gigantic Bronze Warhammer seemed to come from beyond the sky, breaking through layers of black curtains, crashing into the battlefield like a meteor.

"Boom!"

Rolling airwaves enveloped countless blood mud and ice and exploded in all directions. The violent Thunderbolts danced like silver snakes, triggering a chain reaction, and the flames induced by the Celestial Thunder instantly divided a large part of the battlefield.

Countless Split Creatures perished in this strike!

Even with their incredibly tenacious Life Energy, they were so small and weak in the face of absolute Power and violence.

This Heavy Hammer seemed to freeze the entire battlefield for a moment.

Even those cultivators who hadn’t noticed the battlefield changes before were alarmed, and the most sensitive Peak Divinity Transformation cultivators also sensed it.

Such a large-scale lethal strike, where a Divinity Transformation True Venerable induces a celestial phenomenon and drives their Lifebound Spiritual Artifact to the extreme before smashing it into the monster sea, is actually very foolish on today’s battlefield.

The damage caused and the Spiritual Power expended are completely disproportionate.

Moreover, Split Creatures are not intelligent beings; they who only think of destruction and slaughter do not understand fear or what deterrence means.

Therefore, this kind of seemingly imposing but actually cost-ineffective powerful magic technique was quickly eliminated in high-intensity battles.

Replaced by more Spiritual Power-saving, and at the same time with the highest killing efficiency of single-target burst-type magic techniques.

War cultivators who don’t understand how to save Spiritual Power or change their combat style have already died out.

This is undoubtedly foolish behavior.

Yet, it was precisely this foolish behavior that made countless cultivators’ hearts tremble, and the already declining morale instantly soared.

This means—reinforcements!

Reinforcements not part of the original plan!

Those who were hiding in Cave Mansions without any prior signs have come to support!

"Merely some Outer Realm Evil Demon, your Grandpa Thunder Hammer is here!"

An elder nearly five meters tall, with muscles bulging even more exaggerated than bodybuilding champions, landed on the battlefield in the same manner as the earlier Bronze Warhammer.

With a flick of his flowing white beard over his chest, his bare upper body’s muscles swelled, and others seemed to hear the powerful heart beating intensely.

With a summons of his hand, the enormous Bronze Warhammer abruptly transformed into a beam of light and shot into the elder’s hand.

Silver electric light burst forth, causing the Thunderbolts in the sky to roil as if dark clouds were covering the top.

This ability to induce celestial phenomena is undoubtedly that of a Divinity Transformation True Venerable!

"That old Thunder Hammer True Venerable is still alive..." Blood River True Venerable remarked with emotion, "When I had just started the path of cultivation, that old man was already a Divinity Transformation over a thousand years old. I didn’t expect that after another millennium, he is still alive."

Before everyone finished sighing, yet another gigantic sword came across the horizon.

The sword light spanned thousands of kilometers, and the sharp Sword Qi was like a jade dragon or a fierce tiger, instantly shredding all Split Creatures within a ten-mile radius!

"Dragon and Tiger Sword Qi, it’s the Wind and Cloud Sword Venerable! He’s still alive! And he’s broken through the Late-stage Divinity Transformation!"

"The Wind and Cloud Sword Sect has already declined to the point where its dao tradition has nearly disappeared, but it turns out their ancestor did not pass away, he was merely hiding within the Cultivation Realm."

This time, it was the righteous side’s Divinity Transformation cultivators who were astonished.

Another ancient monster long presumed missing or deceased.

Not expecting him to give up on seeking immortality and asking the Dao, abandon years of reclusive meditation, and appear on this meat-grinder of a battlefield.

These reclusive ancient monsters are not just these two; more and more are joining the battlefield continuously.

Whether Nascent Soul or Divinity Transformation.

The defense intensity of the entire battlefield and the Spiritual Vein consumption speed of the Purgatory Great Wall were instantly surging.

Looking towards the far rear of the second front line, in the distance, under that black curtain, there seemed to be a flock of five-colored birds flying toward here.

Upon closer inspection, what birds are there?

That is a Flying Sword Group!

They are countless flying magical treasures!

Countless cultivators either riding Flying Swords, piloting Flying Boats, activating flying magical treasures, or simply flying by their own Mana!

They’ve all come!

Endless Sword Light and Spells shrouded the sky at this moment, even that endless black curtain was lit up at this moment.

That is the glow of Spiritual Power, the roar that belongs to the cultivators!

"Hahaha... come well, come well!"

Saint Venerable Heng Ru laughed wildly, even the shadow lingering in his heart was dispelled by this belated reinforcement.

Their arrival was like injecting a shot of adrenaline into the entire battlefield.

We cultivators have not conceded, have not accepted fate!

I decide my fate, not the heavens, let alone mere Outer Realm Evil Demons!

This time, without needing Lu Wenwu’s orders, the Peak Divinity Transformation cultivators had already transmitted messages throughout the battlefield, reallocating the top combat forces.

The gaps in the battlefield they left were covered by the newly arrived Divinity Transformation cultivators.

Even though these latecomers had never cooperated before, nor experienced such a large-scale extraordinary battle.

But everyone believed that from the moment they stepped onto the battlefield, they had already become those fearless warriors, an indispensable part of the Purgatory Great Wall!

Thanks to the brief gaps created by the earlier reinforcements’ bombarding, the Divinity Transformation True Venerables who had already been here began gathering from corners of the battlefield toward the central area, ultimately converging at the first line of defense.

Whether Late-stage Divinity Transformation or Mid-Stage Divinity Transformation, all of them were injured, and some had even lost parts of their four limbs.

After waiting for the time of a joss stick, the number of people gathered made the Peak Divinity Transformation cultivators silent, their hearts seemingly clutched tightly by a hand.

Including Lu Wenwu, the number of Mid and Late Divinity Transformation cultivators was less than thirty.

Even if including the few self-initiated support Divinity Transformation True Venerables who arrived later, there were just over thirty individuals.

The familiar face of Flashing Light Sword Venerable, who had previously interacted with Lu Wenwu, was not in the group.

He had clearly already died on the battlefield.

Beast Puppet Venerable’s Spirit Beast only had one aged Celestial Scale Cyan-Horned Beast left, and the Four Symbols Puppet once used to seal Infinite Sword Venerable was already half damaged.

Even Grass and Wood Pill Venerable, one of the few remaining Alchemy Dao Divinity Transformation cultivators, had brought his Alchemy Furnace.

"Celestial Talisman died, I brought the talismans he hadn’t used yet." Grass and Wood Pill Venerable’s voice was low, opening a bloodstained Qiankun Bag, revealing one stack of bloody talismans.

"Everyone, take some, and here are some Elixirs left from me, take them all."

Lu Wenwu did not take any.

These Elixirs and talismans were almost useless to him; he was not accustomed to using talismans to aid in combat.

Furthermore, Influence Body Refining Skill was apparently against the Cultivation System, those burst-type Elixirs were not as good as Lethal Strike, so he simply avoided seeking external help.

However, he was not the only one who didn’t take anything.

There was another who did not move.

The Celestial Secret Tower Master!

Lu Wenwu looked over curiously, and the other’s aged eyes just happened to meet his gaze.

"Aren’t you going to take some life-saving talismans and Elixirs?" Lu Wenwu asked.

"I have no need for those anymore."

The Celestial Secret Tower Master shook his head, actually sitting down cross-legged, taking out an Altar to place in front of him.

His originally cloudy eyes suddenly brightened, as if starlight was reflected within.

"Immortal Slayer... Immortal Slayer!"

"It must succeed!"