Chapter 1119, The Final Battle

Translator: Jon

Translation Checker: Silavin

 

It required energy for the use of teleportation. As for how much energy was needed, it depended on the distance and capacity.

 

The longer the distance and the larger the capacity, the more energy would be used, and vice versa.

 

For example, Lu Ye was a Divine Ocean Realm Master now, so he had to use more of his Spiritual Power to activate a Teleportation Ward than when he was a Cloud River Realm Master.

 

That was because, in terms of his capacity, he had ascended from the Cloud River Realm to the Divine Ocean Realm. His growth in power would cause his capacity to change. That was why it required more of his energy to use a Teleportation Ward.

 

On the other hand, the distance between Jiu Zhou and the Blood Refinement Boundary must be unimaginably long, and the energy consumption for teleportation must be massive. That was the reason he was sent back to Jiu Zhou, whereas Dao Thirteen was forced to stay behind previously. It was to save energy.

 

Back then, he, Ying Wuji, and seven other people were sent to the broken Peerless Continent by the Heavens. At that time, the Peerless Continent was supposedly not far away from Jiu Zhou. That was because not long after they solved the crisis in the Peerless Continent, it was merged with the Cloud River Battlefield, becoming part of the latter.

 

Moreover, all of them were only Cloud River Realm Masters at that time, so their capacities were small. As such, it wouldn’t require the Heavens so much energy to send them to that place.

 

However, if Lu Ye were to bring some helpers to the Blood Refinement Boundary this time, they had to be Divine Ocean Realm Masters, and the higher their Minor Realm the better. Therefore, the energy needed would be unimaginable.

 

He wouldn’t want to spend so much effort gathering a lot of helpers, only to find out that the Heavens couldn’t send too many people over. That would be a waste of his time.

 

As for how to find out the number of people he could bring, he had no idea. It wasn’t like he could ask anyone about it.

 

As such, he hoped that the Heavens would give him a hint when it was the right time.

 

“It’s important that you spend more time cultivating your power, but you mustn’t disappoint a certain someone,” Li Baxian said in a small voice and stole a glance at Hua Ci. “Junior Sister Hua Ci is an incredible woman. You have to win her heart before it’s too late.”

 

Since they were talking about love, Lu Ye couldn’t help but glance at Li Baxian with a conflicted expression.

 

He wasn’t sure if he should tell him that Feng Wujiang wasn’t dead. If Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan got together, the relationship between these three people would be a mess.

 

“Is there anything on my face?” Li Baxian touched his face.

 

Lu Ye shook his head. “Nothing. I just thought of something.”

 

He’d better not tell him about it for now. Anyway, no one else should have a hand in this matter. The problem would be resolved when the right time came. He believed Feng Wujiang wasn’t a cold-hearted person.

 

Also, considering the situation, Qiu Min didn’t seem to mind it. That was why she allowed Feng Yuechan to stay by Li Baxian’s side. Since her Mother wasn’t worried, there wasn’t a reason for Lu Ye to interfere.

 

Soon enough, the higher-ups of Jiu Zhou came up with a plan. A deep voice was heard saying, “All the Ninth-Order Masters, assemble!”

 

They were trying to gather the most powerful cultivators to form the best teams. Not many people could enter the insectoid nest, considering the environment inside. The best option would be to deploy the most powerful cultivators.

 

In an instant, many figures with majestic auras from the nine armies flew towards that place.

 

Soon enough, more than 200 people came together.

 

Although Ninth-Order Divine Ocean Realm Masters were not usually reclusive, it would be difficult for average cultivators to see them. But at this moment, more than 200 of them had gathered together.

 

It could be said that other than the small number of Ninth-Order Masters who stayed behind in Jiu Zhou, the rest of them were there.

 

They were undoubtedly the mightiest cultivators of Jiu Zhou.

 

After a brief conversation, these Ninth-Order Masters stepped forward and disappeared into the insectoid nest.

 

This was the final battle. As a Fourth-Order Master, Lu Ye didn’t have a right to take part in this, and even the Eighth-Order Masters had to wait.

 

It wasn’t a bad idea, though. The war had been ongoing for a month, and the soldiers were exhausted. They could seize the chance and get some rest. After the Ninth-Order Masters solved the last problem, all of them could return to Jiu Zhou.

 

After this war, the insectoid plague would be gone. It wouldn’t take long before the liveliness of Jiu Zhou was restored.

 

The next problem that the cultivators had to face would be pragmatic. After a comprehensive collaboration between the two sides this time, how were they supposed to treat each other in the future?

 

Would they continue to go against each other endlessly like they used to? Or, would they make peace with each other and stay in their lanes?

 

That would be impractical. Cultivators needed resources to increase their powers, and they had to fight for the resources. As such, cultivators were destined to get into conflicts and battles throughout their lives.

 

There were innumerable cultivators in Jiu Zhou, and all of them had different aspirations and grudges. They could never make peace with each other.

 

Anyway, these were the problems that the higher-ups of the two sides had to consider. It would be pointless for cultivators who were not powerful and authoritative enough to think about such matters.

 

Time went by slowly. It wasn’t until two hours later that slight fluctuations of Spiritual Powers were felt coming from beneath the ground. The fluctuations were so light that only Divine Ocean Realm Masters with Divine Egos could detect them.

 

Lu Ye knew that their final battle against the insectoids had broken out. The battlefield must be extremely deep beneath the ground, which was why only some slight movements could be felt by the people above the ground.

 

Although the repercussions of the battle were slight, they were messy. With so many Ninth-Order Divine Ocean Realm Masters over there, the battle must be intense.

 

All of them thought the outcome of the battle wouldn’t be a mystery.

 

More than 200 of the most powerful cultivators of Jiu Zhou had stormed into the insectoid nest, so there was no way they couldn’t gain the victory. But as time passed, more and more people realised something was off.

 

It had been quite a while since the battle started, and it didn’t seem like it was going to end anytime soon. They had been feeling some weak repercussions of battle coming from beneath the ground the entire time.

 

This showed that the battle was intense.

 

Three days went by as they waited on the ground, but the battle was still ongoing. Some people could no longer stay still. They asked the Ninth-Order Masters of their Sects about what was going on, and the responses they received were shocking.

 

Things weren’t going well for the Ninth-Order Masters as the other cultivators had imagined. Instead, they were in a deadlock, and it could even be said that the situation wasn’t in the Ninth-Order Masters’ favour. That was because their opponents this time were strange.

 

They were so strange that even the Ninth-Order Masters found it hard to cause any serious harm to them.

 

What was more, all the cultivators beneath the ground had been trapped, and some of them were injured or even killed.

 

Those were Ninth-Order Masters, so the death of any one of them would be a huge loss. If any Sect suffered such a loss, it would be devastating for them.

 

When the soldiers of Jiu Zhou heard the news, they were flabbergasted. They were instantly engulfed in an atmosphere of anxiety.

 

One had to know that the people who had entered the insectoid nest were the mightiest cultivators of Jiu Zhou. If anything happened to them, it would deal an unprecedented blow to the Cultivation World of Jiu Zhou.

 

The inheritances wouldn’t be lost, though. Even if the Ninth-Order Masters were killed, there were still Eighth-Order and Seventh-Order Masters. However, if those people were dead, it would take the Cultivation World of Jiu Zhou decades to restore its former glory.

 

After all, not every Divine Ocean Realm Master could make it to the Ninth Order. Despite the capacity of Jiu Zhou, there were only so many Ninth-Order Masters in this world. In an environment such as Jiu Zhou, it would be increasingly difficult for Divine Ocean Realm Masters to achieve an ascension, especially after the Seventh Order. Every ascension to the next Minor Realm was a huge challenge. Even with sufficient accumulation, one might not be able to successfully make it to the next Minor Realm.

 

Lu Ye wasn’t at that stage, so he couldn’t feel it yet. However, when a cultivator made it to the Seventh Order, he would feel an invisible power suppressing the growth of his cultivation. So far, no one could figure out what kind of power that was.

 

Hence, in an environment such as Jiu Zhou, anyone who could become a Ninth-Order Divine Ocean Realm Master must be gifted.

 

The news regarding what was going on inside the insectoid nest spread quickly. Cultivators below the Divine Ocean Realm were powerless to help out. All they could do was wait.

 

Divine Ocean Realm Masters had divided opinions. On the one hand, some of them proposed lending a hand to the Ninth-Order Masters. At the very least, they had to bring them back to the ground. Those who advocated this mostly had Ninth-Order Masters from their Sects who were trapped inside the insectoid nest.

 

On the other hand, some of them proposed staying put. If even the Ninth-Order Masters couldn’t solve the problem, it would be pointless for the others to enter the insectoid nest.

 

For the first time, the soldiers of Jiu Zhou who had been united for the past month had different opinions.

 

Cultivators were also Humans, so they had their flaws. Everything was fine when things were going well, but once there was a setback, there would be different opinions and stances.

 

None of the two groups was wrong, for they had their judgements and reasons. This kind of argument had nothing to do with the war between the two sides. Even people on the same side were divided.

 

Nevertheless, they knew they had to come up with a solution quickly. While they were arguing, the Ninth-Order Masters were struggling beneath the ground. No one knew how long they could hold on.

 

“We can’t go in!” a Divine Ocean Realm Master shouted. “If they felt help was needed, they would’ve sent us a message. There are more than 200 of them, but none have asked for help. It shows that the situation is more complicated than we’ve thought, and they feel help is useless. If we go in recklessly, we’ll only add to the number of casualties. As such, we can’t enter the insectoid nest.”

 

What he had said was sensible, and he had many supporters.

 

“Moreover, things aren’t so severe yet. Those cultivators might have a chance to come out. If we go in to help without a plan, we’ll only make the situation more chaotic.”

 

Many people fell deep in thought, but some people soon refuted him as they started arguing again.

 

In the place where the cultivators of Bing Zhou gathered, Lu Ye pressed his hand against his Battlefield Imprint. He wanted to ask Tang Yi Feng or Nian Yuexian what was going on, but he was worried he would distract them.

 

In the end, he gave up on the idea and rose to his feet before charging towards the insectoid nest. To find out what was going on beneath the ground, he just had to take a look.

 

Regardless of what decision the others made, he had made up his mind. If Tang Yi Feng and Nian Yuexian were in a perilous situation, he naturally had to help them out. There was no way he would stay put and do nothing. If things weren’t as terrible as they had imagined, he had the confidence he wouldn’t be their burden. He would be of some help at the very least.