The higher a cultivator's attainment, the more spectacular their battles become.
Especially for those watching from the outside, it was an adrenaline-pumping thrill.
The battles of Golden Core stage cultivators were no longer trivial skirmishes; the special effects were beyond anything Hollywood could produce.
Every skill unleashed, every fierce clash, made people's hearts pound.
Qin Xiaoxiao's battle with Lamo, filling the sky with ice and fire, and the sharp sword intent summoned by Luo Xiaowei from his "Sword Raising Gourd," which could be felt even through the screen.
The immense pressure generated after the Demon Body offered to Heaven also held everyone's breath.
But then the rapidly descending heavenly tribulations caused everyone to exclaim in shock.
From the start of the engagement, the offensive never ceased, and in the end, the Sea Dragon King never even found an opportunity to act.
"Holy crap! Brothers, my scalp is tingling, I can't take it, I'm going to fight monsters for three days and three nights!"
"I get it, once my cultivation reaches Golden Core, my skills will become cooler!"
"Enlightened, enlightened, I need to go to a nightclub to release my passion!"
"iwei, my tears! No one has any objections that my Ah Wei is the MVP, right?"
"Damn it, you have the nerve to say that, Li Qingyun and Daoist Bai's heavenly tribulations were the main offensive!"
"..."
The battle, which brought together all the epic geniuses, finally drew to a close as Lamo's body shrank back down and he lay stiffly on the ground.
He was finished, and this battle was so humiliating it made him doubt his very existence.
The younger generation of humans who attacked him here, the lowest were only at the late Foundation Establishment stage. What was the difference between this and an adult being killed by a group of elementary and kindergarten students?
The heavenly tribulations in the sky gradually dissipated. Li Qingyun and Bai Nianchen almost simultaneously completed the shaping of their Nascent Souls, their auras becoming even more unfathomable.
As they descended, the others also retracted their divine abilities and gathered around Lamo and the Sea Dragon King.
The Sea Dragon King looked at the dying Lamo and sighed wistfully, saying, "What a pity, Lamo. I, this old fellow, have lived longer than you."
Lamo's body was gradually collapsing. After using the "Demon Body offered to Heaven," his death was certain.
Although he didn't want to live anyway, he found this kind of death unacceptable. Facing a group of young human cultivators, he couldn't kill even one.
He had been treated as a game boss and, what was worse, was successfully defeated.
With a resentful gaze at the Sea Dragon King, he said unwillingly, "If I were at my peak..."
"As long as I'm here, you'll never be at your peak. So, go to hell with your resentment and unwillingness!"
The Sea Dragon King, holding a long spear, expressionlessly ended the life of this Sky-Shattering clan member who had been locked in conflict with him for a hundred thousand years.
There was no scream. This Sky-Shattering clan member, who was at the peak of the Spirit Transformation realm in his prime, died so ignominiously in this unknown place.
Looking at the scattered bones around him, the Sea Dragon King felt a wave of ancient melancholy wash over him. One hundred thousand years. Before entering here, he didn't know he could live for so long.
And the soldiers who had fought alongside him, and the children he had sent away, were all gone.
In this space, he had watched them be eroded by time into skeletons.
Victory had come too late, filling him with sadness.
His wrinkled face became even more weathered. He truly didn't have much time left.
Even though these young ones had given him something to boost his vitality, it would only last him another two years at most.
Li Qingyun was tending to the injuries of his companions. Compared to the sorrowful Sea Dragon King, they were still quite excited.
The tactics they had prepared had been executed perfectly. Each person had fulfilled their role, accomplishing something extraordinary that filled them with pride.
Except for Xiao Long, who had transformed and then done nothing.
What a disappointment!
"Damn it, Master must be watching. I'll be ridiculed again when I go back! Li Qingyun has reached Nascent Soul, damn it, why am I so weak!"
The main injured parties were Qin Xiaoxiao and Luo Xiaowei, who had directly clashed with Lamo.
Although Luo Xiaowei had only been slapped, he felt as if all his bones were about to shatter.
Qin Xiaoxiao held Luo Xiaowei and cried, "Ah Wei, you scared me to death! I thought you were going to be slapped to death!"
Luo Xiaowei's face darkened, and he said with a depressed tone, "Damn it, I didn't look cool enough just now!"
"No, no, no, you were already very cool!"
"Ah, really? Then hug?"
"Hug! *sniffle sniffle*..."
"..."
The others watched, their mouths twitching, feeling thoroughly uncomfortable.
These two scoundrels were becoming more and more shameless! In broad daylight, they were actually pulling such stunts!
Pah!
Damn it, why did the spit I spat out turn into dog food?
It wasn't until the Sea Dragon King had spent half an hour reminiscing about the past.
He gratefully said to everyone, "Thank you, young friends, for helping me eliminate this damned fellow. Without you, he would have been a serious threat once he got out!"
"Dragon King Senior, you jest! Fighting against extraterrestrial evil races is the mission of our human race!"
"Yes, yes, no need for thanks, really, no need to thank us... better not to thank us..."
"Let's not talk about that for now. Hey, you, everyone come over and chat with Senior Sea Dragon King! This is a creature that has lived for a hundred thousand years, a true being from the immortal cultivation world!"
"Wait, wait, I brought my camera, let me take a photo with Senior Sea Dragon King first!"
"Senior, can you transform into your dragon form again? I want to take a photo with you in your dragon form!"
"..."
Sea Dragon King: "..."
He felt like he was dreaming. These top geniuses not only lacked arrogance but also had no airs whatsoever.
Or rather, they lacked that kind of hypocritical politeness and courtesies.
In short, they were completely different from any human genius he had met before. And their clothing was also completely different from what he remembered.
Perhaps it was the specific attire of their sects.
After interacting with them for a while and taking many photos, the Sea Dragon King finally cautiously asked, "My young friends, what year is it today?"
Everyone looked at the Sea Dragon King with strange expressions, not answering.
"Uh... have you seen anyone from my Sea Dragon clan? I teleported them all to the mainland, but they never returned. I've long suspected my Dragon Palace was swept away by spatial turbulence..."
"I don't know how long the human race on the mainland fought against the Sky-Shattering clan, and did victory come at a heavy price..."
Everyone exchanged glances.
Bai Nianchen cleared his throat twice and said, "Senior, whatever we say next, you must remain calm, alright."