Chapter 1206: Daoist Sect's Bai Ziqing, Life-Ferrying Combat Art

“The Grand Senior Brother of the Daoist Sect’s current generation truly lives up to his reputation,” Su Yue thought. “In terms of aura alone, he completely crushes Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang. Compared to me, he’s only slightly lacking!”

Su Yue firmly believed that he possessed a breathtaking, radiant, and unstoppable kind of handsomeness.

After checking on a few people, Bai Ziqing walked up to a major general and said, “Generals of the Zhenqin Corps, please stop transporting the wounded out of the second shield immediately.

“The second shield above the Research Institute has been contaminated. The wounded can hold out a little longer within the source of the contamination, but if they leave without authorization, they will still lose their blood coagulation abilities.

“If possible, let them hide in the Zhenqin Corps’s third shield for now. The earthquake won’t affect that area. We can only wait for Marshal Yuan Longhan and the Daoist Venerable to arrive. Otherwise, it will be useless even if the wounded rush out!”

“What? They’ll only be safe in the third shield?” The major general was taken aback. The Zhenqin Corps was still frantically transporting the wounded out, but there simply wasn’t enough space in the third shield.

“You’re overthinking it. It’s not absolutely safe, just temporarily safe,” Bai Ziqing said, shaking his head with a bitter smile. “I don’t know how severe this contamination is yet. Staying in the third shield is only a temporary stopgap measure. Every second they can survive is another second gained.”

The current situation was like someone being struck by an arrow. If they didn’t pull the arrow out, they could hold on a bit longer. Leaving the second shield was equivalent to rashly pulling the arrow out, causing them to die faster. In front of the crowd, he didn’t elaborate on the details.

This surprise attack by the Peak experts was not that simple.

The Blood Boiling Race’s Peak expert was responsible for destroying the Research Institute. Meanwhile, at the Daoist Sect, Peak experts from the Yangxiang Race, Steel Bone Race, and Four-armed Race had already descended directly via a temporary Void Passage forced open by the Palm Eye Race’s Peak expert. Yuan Longhan and the others had to block the three Peak experts at the Daoist Sect; otherwise, the Divine Land would be plunged into a bloodbath.

For now, the Divine Land could only wait. The Void Passage was temporary, and the Palm Eye Race’s Peak expert could maintain it for two hours at most. All the Grandmasters of the Daoist Sect were fighting against the descent of the three Peak experts, so only small fry like them could come to the Research Institute’s rescue.

As for finding temporary safety within the second shield, it was actually just pure speculation on Bai Ziqing’s part. He hoped it would work. Given the current situation, transporting the wounded out would only hasten their deaths. Remaining inside might still leave them a sliver of a chance at survival.

As the Grand Senior Brother of the Daoist Sect, Bai Ziqing knew more details.

The Divine Land’s slaying of Cang Ji was originally just a grudge with the Yangxiang Race. It shouldn’t have caused so many Peak experts to risk crossing the Void Passage into the Divine Land. However, the Divine Land had also blown up the entirety of Baiheng City, which had enraged the entire Eight Races Sacred Land.

Baiheng City was populated by the descendants of nobles. It was said that countless Grandmasters in the Eight Races Sacred Land had knelt and begged the Peak experts to come out of seclusion and seek revenge against the Divine Land. Some extreme Grandmasters even committed suicide to prove their resolve, as all their descendants had been killed in the city.

At this time, the Peak experts of the other three races were delaying other countries on Earth within the Wet Realm. It was completely impossible for the Peak experts of neighboring major powers to come to the Divine Land’s aid.

Yuan Longhan had recently been at the Daoist Sect to discuss defense strategies. But who could have imagined that the Eight Races Sacred Land would act much faster than they had anticipated? Yuan Longhan and the Daoist Venerable were even more caught off guard that the Eight Races Sacred Land had pinpointed the Divine Land’s lifeline. They wanted to pluck out the heart that was the Divine Land Research Institute.

He had to admit, sacrificing a dying Peak expert of the Blood Boiling Race to obliterate the Divine Land Research Institute meant that Fei Ningxiao’s death was well worth it.

The Divine Land had also arrived at a critical juncture. The Blood Boiling Race had just had a Ninth Grade expert ascend to the Peak state, which strengthened Fei Ningxiao’s resolve to throw away his life. He could only say that fate was not on the Divine Land’s side this time.

“Understood. I will report this to Vice Admiral Zhao Zhuangyuan immediately!” the major general nodded. He couldn’t make this decision on his own; the final command had to come from Zhao Zhuangyuan.

“I’m counting on you!” Bai Ziqing nodded. He then walked to the center of the wounded, found an empty spot, and sat cross-legged. Without hesitation, he tossed aside his upper garment. He had bronze skin and a well-proportioned figure. His muscles weren’t exaggerated, but rather possessed smooth, aesthetic lines.

“Daoist Sect disciples, prioritize the severely wounded. Begin the Life-Passing Acupuncture immediately.”

BUZZ!

As soon as Bai Ziqing spoke, a very faint cyan mist surfaced on his body. The rescue point, which had previously reeked heavily of blood, was suddenly filled with a refreshing fragrance reminiscent of a deep forest, instantly lifting everyone’s spirits.

“Understood!” Over a dozen Daoist Sect disciples cupped their fists and bowed.

Then, they each took out a wooden box from their Beast Selection Waist Bags.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

In the blink of an eye, they took out silver acupuncture needles from the wooden boxes and inserted them into the acupoints on Bai Ziqing’s upper body without another word. Afterward, these disciples dashed toward the severely wounded who were still clinging to life.

SWISH!

SWISH!

SWISH!

The Daoist Sect disciples tore open the outer garments of the severely wounded and pierced an acupoint with a silver needle.

At this moment, Su Yue noticed that between the two silver needles was a transparent silk thread even thinner than a strand of hair. A transparent silk thread connected Bai Ziqing to a wounded person.

No, it was one Bai Ziqing connecting to a massive number of wounded.

BUZZ!

BUZZ!

BUZZ!

As a subtle humming sound appeared in the air, a faint mist spread along the silk threads connecting Bai Ziqing and the wounded. The Daoist Sect disciples were incredibly busy. After treating one wounded person, they hurried to link the next.