If it were before, she probably wouldn't have dared to rush over so recklessly even if she had wanted to. But now things were different—in her hands she held the Emperor Treasure, the Myriad Beast Seal, with over a million demon beast spirits sealed within it, including numerous twelfth-rank demon beasts. She believed that with the power of the Myriad Beast Seal, she could definitely be of some help.
Even if the contribution was negligible, as long as she could offer something, it would make a difference.
But the moment she flew up, she felt a tightness around her ankle—someone had grabbed her and pulled her right back down.
Landing on the tree branch once more, Ruoxi said indignantly, "Third Senior, what are you doing?!"
The one who had just yanked her back was none other than the Third Elder of
After all, she was only at the third-order Dao Source Realm. Near the Blood Gate, demon race experts at the second-order Emperor Realm were everywhere. Only the Third, relying on her godlike concealment technique, could bring
Seeing Ruoxi's anger, the Third made a frightened face but continued waving her hands frantically, pointing toward the battlefield, then making a slashing gesture across her own throat while sticking her tongue out a long way…
Ruoxi said in a low voice, "I know it's very dangerous over there, and there could be a risk to my life… but Master is over there. I have to go help."
The Third gripped Ruoxi's hand and shook her head like a rattle drum, looking determined not to let go even if it killed her.
Ruoxi sighed, gently patting the back of the Third's hand, and said softly, "Master raised me and taught me. After all these years, Ruoxi has had no way to repay him. Now that I finally have some strength that can help Master, I can't just stand here and watch. Third Senior, let me go—even if it means death, Ruoxi will never regret it!"
It was impossible to tell whether the Third understood her words or not. In any case, she simply held on to her hand tightly and refused to let go.
"Third Senior, if you keep this up, I'll hate you!" Ruoxi grew desperate.
The Third grinned, flashing her a silly smile—her pearly white teeth strikingly bright against her filthy face, a stark contrast indeed.
…
At the Blood Gate, the Elder had been maintaining a solemn expression, his hand that gripped the walking stick fidgeting nervously.
Although the Eight Great Sacred Envoys had agreed to cooperate after his brief words—which was somewhat surprising—aside from those eight, there were also the Thirty-Two Demon Kings in the area. The strength of those Thirty-Two Demon Kings was not much below that of the Sacred Envoys.
If those Thirty-Two Demon Kings charged over again, the Stone Spirit Clan alone would truly have no way to resist. At that point, the only option would be to have all the Stone Spirits form a circle and shield
But something even more surprising happened.
The Thirty-Two Demon Kings came charging forward with great momentum, yet after the burly Sacred Envoy gave a single command, they all stood at a distance to watch the show, with no intention whatsoever of joining the fight.
It seemed… the allure of the Blood Gate was truly enormous.
The Elder understood that the Thirty-Two Demon Kings' decision to stand by wasn't because the burly Sacred Envoy held any great authority, nor because the Elder's group was powerful enough to intimidate them. Rather, it was because they too had a keen interest in the Blood Gate, hoping that the Elder's side could break the seal and open the gate, letting them reap the rewards without effort.
His mood lightened considerably, but soon enough, the Elder grew secretly worried once more.
With the current situation, if
But if he failed…
Setting aside the fact that the Eight Great Sacred Envoys would show no more mercy once disappointed, even the Thirty-Two Demon Kings would surely not let them go. At that point, nearly forty third-order Emperor Realm powerhouses would attack together—the Stone Spirit Clan would have absolutely no chance of fighting back!
The more he thought about it, the graver the Elder's expression became, and the heavier his heart grew.
"Elder!"
At that moment,
"Here!" The Elder responded immediately and turned to look. Over at the Blood Gate, space was twisted and distorted, but there was not the slightest sign of the seal breaking.
"Are you absolutely certain that the pattern you showed me before was the prophecy divined by the previous Wood Spirit patriarch at the cost of his last remaining life force?"
"I'm certain—why do you ask?" The Elder felt a twinge of guilt but answered with absolute conviction, wearing the expression of a man who would never deceive anyone.
"And this prophecy is meant to be fulfilled by me?"
A vague sense of foreboding stirred in the Elder's heart. He answered dryly, "That's correct!"
"What kind of crap prophecy is this!"
"What?! How is that possible!" The Elder's heart lurched. There was no way he could let
"This isn't a matter of rushing or not."
The Elder was startled. "Weren't those four lured away by your brilliant scheme, young sir?"