Immortality: My cultivation Has No Bottleneck-Chapter 290 - 137: Cultivating Immortality for 600 Years, Ultimately Pretending in Front of Others... No, Manifesting Saint in Front of Others? (9k Merged Chapters for Monthly Tickets)_3

Chapter 290: Chapter 137: Cultivating Immortality for 600 Years, Ultimately Pretending in Front of Others… No, Manifesting Saint in Front of Others? (9k Merged Chapters for Monthly Tickets)_3

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As for our Daoist friend Kong Lingzi who died last time, I’m afraid we all overlooked one thing: it seems that his lifespan was also less than eight hundred years when he perished.

I remember that among our Sect Alliance, only my junior brother Yu Yangzi is a newcomer to the Nascent Soul stage, while the other Daoist friends have a lifespan of no more than a thousand years, and even some have a lifespan that is already in the range of over eight hundred years.

If we also have only eight hundred years left, will we end up like these two Daoist friends, silently perishing?”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yangzi, the Sect Master of the Xuanmen Sect, who had just asked questions, couldn’t help but be stunned. Then he broke out in a cold sweat because his lifespan was about to reach eight hundred years.

If things go as they are now, he doesn’t know when the beast tide will be wiped out, and when he has only eight hundred years left…

He dared not think any further, immediately made up his mind, and then reached out and took the Spirit Tool in front of him.

“Daoist friend Yu Zhenzi, my Xuanmen Sect swears by the Heavenly Dao, we are willing to advance and retreat together with the Hua Tian Sect, and attack this beast tide with all our strength.”

At this time, the other Sect Masters looked at each other, and finally reached out and took the Spirit Tool in their hands, declaring their determination with a Heavenly Dao oath.

Upon seeing this, Yu Zhenzi couldn’t help but raise a corner of his mouth.

“Thank you for your understanding, my Daoist friends. In the upcoming month, you can rest assured and first refine the Spirit Tool in your hands.

I refuse to believe that we won’t prevail even if the other party has a Demon Saint. This desolate region will ultimately belong to our Sects.”

Afterward, the Sect Masters each returned to close-door cultivation, preparing to refine the Spirit Tool, and then cooperate fully to attack the Upper Green Sect.

In the following period, due to this reason, the Sect Alliance naturally relaxed the attack pace, and Liang Sheng could breathe a sigh of relief.

A month off!

This was the order that their Logistics Support Team had just received. Since it was so, Liang Sheng directly sneaked into his temporary cave, and then set up twenty layers of concealment formations and thirty layers of defense formations before taking out a Low Grade Gold Yuan Pill.

After enjoying the cultivation speed of a Gold Yuan Pill equivalent to using a True Yuan Pill for five years, he had been extremely uncomfortable in the past few months.

He couldn’t bear such a slow cultivation speed any longer. Now that he could take a Gold Yuan Pill again, how could he miss that chance?

Seeking fortune and avoiding evil, encountering surprises without danger.

In that case, break it when it’s time to break it…

Having experienced this once, Liang Sheng was no longer afraid of any leakage of Qi. After making preparations, he directly took the Low Grade Gold Yuan Pill.

Boom!

The familiar explosion of the medicinal power coursed through his body, and with the concealment of the panel and deliberate control of his breath, even Yu Zhenzi, in the Sect Alliance, didn’t detect Liang Sheng’s powerful surge of Qi at this moment.

As for the other Nascent Soul True Monarchs, they were all concentrating on refining their spiritual tools at this time. Who had time to pay attention to the outside world unless there was a life-or-death crisis?

However, while the cultivators didn’t react, within the main peak of the Upper Green Sect, a demonically charming young man in the Great Hall suddenly opened his eyes.

As he opened his eyes, several Demon Kings that were half-beastmen and at the Late Gold Core stage immediately stood up, looking baffled.

“Saint, has something happened in the battlefield ahead?”

This demonically charming young man was none other than the Demon Saint that made the Nascent Soul True Monarchs of the Sects wary in this beast tide.

It was rare for a Demon Saint to transform so perfectly, but at the moment, he was looking towards the direction of the Sect Alliance with doubts in his heart.

Hearing the inquiry from the Demon Kings below, he shook his head, indicating that nothing had happened and asked them to sit down.

“You all go and check the progress of the collected human cultivator’s flesh and blood during this period, and make sure there are no mistakes. After all, you don’t want to go back to the Beast Swamp, do you?”

The Demon Kings sitting below shuddered after hearing these words, but their eyes were firm, “Saint, rest assured, there will be no flaws in this plan.

We only need to hold onto the Upper Green Sect, and with your guidance, time will ultimately be on our side.”

As they spoke, all the Demon Kings’ eyes were full of admiration. Over the years, the Saint before them has been the greatest leader of their Beast Swamp Demon Clan.

If the leaders back then had planned as well as the current Saint, they probably wouldn’t have been confined to the Beast Swamp. The Desolate Regions might have been their habitat long ago.

As for whether this time will end up the same as before, when the Immortal City stepped in at the last moment, leading to failure, the Demon King’s heart shuddered when he thought of it.

At this moment, he only felt regret in his heart, realizing that he had thought too little back then. Otherwise, things wouldn’t have turned out like this. If he could have planned like this before the Immortal City took action, it wouldn’t have been impossible for them to stay in the Desolate Regions.

If the Desolate Regions could be flooded by the demon beast army, then based on the loopholes in the agreements at the time, they could actually prevent the Immortal City from taking action.

At most, the Immortal City would help human cultivators rebuild their Sects, and the two clans could coexist, as this place was just a wilderness.

As for why these Demon Kings at the Late Gold Core stage were so confident, it was just because their previous leaders couldn’t do these things, which didn’t mean the current Saint couldn’t.

The charming young man that the Demon Kings admired, however, was not paying attention to them at this time, but instead gazing in the direction of the Sect Alliance.

Why would that place make him feel so uneasy? Divinity didn’t appear, and he was invincible in his own hands. As the Desolate Regions didn’t allow human Divinity Transformation Realm to appear, why would it cause him unease?

Strange!

“Summon someone, prepare to launch an attack immediately. The Human Clan has been too quiet lately, causing some trouble to see what they are up to..”

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