BXBX NOVEL Chapter 699 - 425: [Buddha]_1
Wind Snow Daoist stepped forward, and the pressure from the holy see expanded once again, making many want to bow and pledge allegiance, estimating that if a sanctuary powerhouse became angry, everyone would die.
A few moments later, those of throne realm had knelt down with a thud; among the tens of thousands present, only a few hundred were unafraid.
A half-step Saint Seat Powerhouse looked around, frightened but unwilling to give up the opportunity: “Let’s all go together, with so many semi-saints and Quasi-Saint Powerhouses, we might not be a match for a single sanctuary powerhouse!”
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a divine skill from Wind Snow Daoist struck him. Despite immediately putting up defenses, it had no effect, and he was quickly sent flying.
And this is the dignity of a sanctuary powerhouse, any who dare to disobey end up dead, with no other choice.
This strike also served as a dire warning to everyone, letting them understand that this was no joke. Still daring to harbor hope? The one just now served as a lesson.
No matter how reluctant Michael Silvercloud was, could he risk his entire Great Sect on a slim hope? Thus, with a wave of his hand, he meant to leave with dozens of people.
Yet, his every move was noticed by Alex Wind, who wouldn’t simply allow her wishes to come true: “Michael Silvercloud? Our two Great Sects’ feud must come to an end today; don’t think about escaping!”
“On my side are three Quasi-Saints, even if we can’t defeat the sanctuary, how will that be? At the very least, we can severely injure him. The remaining cultivators here might be bowing and scraping now, but if the sanctuary gets hurt, they’ll probably turn on him in an instant,”
Without fear, Michael Silvercloud calmly stated a fact to Alex Wind, trying to use the art of negotiation and strategy to make Alex Wind reconsider.
However, Alex Wind savoring the fight, looked over the more than ten thousand people present: “They may leave, I can forsake the opportunity, but today, I am set on a life-and-death battle with you!”
Logan and Holy Daoist had been watching with interest and at this point, looked towards the sanctuary powerhouse of Great Sect, they exchanged glances, wasn’t this the person who had come out of the Ancient Secret Realm with them?
Originally, the group had parted ways, in search of materials to extend their lifespans, yet Wind Snow Daoist had disobeyed the command and returned directly to his Sect? And now, he was even starting to help his Sect eliminate rivals!
Holy Daoist was a hot-tempered man ready to step out from the crowd and reprimand Wind Snow Daoist for his audacity.
But he was stopped by Logan, who smiled faintly, “No rush, let’s see how things unfold. It’s understandable for Wind Snow Daoist to stand up for his Sect. As long as he doesn’t push Michael Silvercloud to the brink, it seems we shouldn’t intervene. This is a feud between their two Great Sects over many years.”
Holy Daoist thought so too, and so he continued to hide his presence within the crowd. As for Logan and himself, Wind Snow Daoist had not detected or sensed them in the slightest.
“I don’t have much time. At most, I can stay two or three days at the Sect, then I have to attend to serious matters. Think about how you want to deal with the Great Sect!”
“Moreover, as I said, currently I can only exert one or two tenths of my strength. If I engage in a blood battle with these people, it could consume my vitality and even lead to my demise.”
As Alex Wind and Michael Silvercloud confronted each other, Wind Snow Daoist reminded them from the side, implying that finding the materials was more important than these grievances; he didn’t wish for his lifespan to be exhausted.
Alex Wind nodded, extremely respectful, “I understand, Supreme Elder. When you make your move later, show no mercy. For years the Great Sect has bullied us; if not for your return, who knows how long our Sect would have survived!”
“Anyone here who wishes to live, I give you a choice, fight against Michael Silvercloud and the Great Sect, and if you win, you may leave!”
Alex Wind glanced over the assembled cultivators and continued, “Tens of thousands of cultivators against a few dozen should be easy—they have only three Quasi-Saints after all.”
The words of Alex Wind tempted everyone immensely. Compared to the threat of a sanctuary powerhouse, they preferred clashing with Michael Silvercloud. Although the Great Sect was a Hidden Sect, its reputation was no match for the appearance of a sanctuary powerhouse.
Michael Silvercloud naturally turned pale, knowing that if these thousands were swayed, the Great Sect would have no chance of victory, and might not even leave remains.
“Do not believe Alex Wind. He only wants us to kill each other to reap the benefits. If we join forces, we still have hope. How can you be so ruthless?”,
These words of Michael Silvercloud’s pale defense were futile against the tens of thousands; they had already believed Alex Wind’s words, and even if they didn’t want to, they had to.
Against a sanctuary powerhouse, the outcome would certainly be death! But choosing to fight against Michael Silvercloud, what if Alex Wind kept his promise and actually allowed everyone to leave? Even though they knew the chances were slim, it was the only way, and their relentless actions were unsurprising.
Sanctuary was unlike any other realm. If the adversary were a Quasi-Saint, even if all present were of throne realm, they’d dare to join forces and fight. But the sanctuary was a different concept entirely—after the realm of the Law’s Force in cultivation, low realm humans couldn’t triumph simply through numbers.
The three elders behind Michael Silvercloud stepped forward, bowing slightly: “Miss, you should escape first. We will give up our old lives if we must to hold back the masses.”