Chapter 118 : Defection Before the Battle! The First “Job-Hopping” Purifier!
Chapter 118 : Defection Before the Battle! The First “Job-Hopping” Purifier!
Chapter 118: Defection Before the Battle! The First “Job-Hopping” Purifier!
True Lord Lingxiao was truly enraged.
That heaven-piercing giant sword, formed by the fusion of his Nascent Soul Dharma Aspect and his life-bound flying sword, carried an intent to annihilate everything. Wherever the sword tip pointed, even the void twisted, letting out waves of groans as if it could no longer bear the strain.
This strike used ten-tenths of his power. He had sworn to cleave the slick-tongued demonic fiend below, together with that eyesore of a platform, into ashes in a single blow!
However, just as the giant sword was about to fall.
Chu Feng still stood in place. He did not even lift his eyelids, merely calmly uttering two words.
“Rise!”
In an instant, on the battlefield below, several hundred captured Purifiers—including Elder Chiyunzi, who had just been knocked unconscious by a brick—had the Spirit-Sealing Chains bound around them simultaneously flare with dazzling light!
“Not good!”
A powerful sense of danger surged in True Lord Lingxiao’s heart.
He suddenly realized that these prisoners had, without anyone noticing, been turned into temporary “array nodes” one by one!
“Corporate Asset Reutilization Grand Formation, activate!”
Chu Feng’s voice was cold and merciless.
Weng——!
An attraction so immense it defied imagination erupted from the prisoners’ bodies.
The spiritual energy within them was uncontrollably and frantically extracted, gathering into a torrential flow that shot skyward. Above Chu Feng’s head, it formed an incomparably massive golden shield composed of countless runes!
This was Chu Feng’s true trump card!
From the very beginning, he had never intended to rely on smooth talk to persuade a Nascent Soul old monster.
What he wanted were those prisoners! These “human batteries” that could be recycled from waste!
Boom——!!!
The heaven-piercing giant sword slammed fiercely into the golden shield!
A deafening explosion that could tear eardrums apart spread across a radius of a hundred miles.
A terrifying energy storm expanded outward like a tsunami, scraping away a thick layer of earth from the ground!
Before the light curtain, countless cultivators watching the battle felt their minds tremble under the dissipating aftershocks, hurriedly circulating their cultivation to resist.
When the smoke and dust cleared.
The platform was completely intact.
Chu Feng’s clothes had not even fluttered.
Above his head, that golden shield, though much dimmer, still firmly hovered there.
As for the several hundred Purifier prisoners serving as “batteries,” each of them was deathly pale, like sugarcane sucked dry, collapsing to the ground and completely losing all power to resist.
“Pfft!”
In midair, True Lord Lingxiao’s figure swayed. A massive rebound force surged back, his qi and blood roiling as he spat out a mouthful of reversed blood.
He stared at the white-robed youth below who was completely unscathed. For the first time, an emotion called “shock” appeared in his eyes.
This demon… had actually used the power of his own people to block his full-force strike?!
What viciousness of heart!
What meticulous calculation!
“Elder Lingxiao, did you see that?”
Chu Feng raised his head, that gentle smile once again hanging on his face,
“This is the power of ‘scale.’”
“No matter how strong your personal force is, in the end you are just one person. And I represent the entire Group, advanced ‘productive forces,’ and the mighty, unstoppable tide of the times!”
“Now, I will give you one last chance. Will you choose to join us and become part of the tide, or be mercilessly crushed by it?”
True Lord Lingxiao’s face was ashen. He stared at Chu Feng without saying a word.
He knew he had already fallen into a dead end.
Fight—he could not beat that bizarre “human sea tactic.”
Retreat—after today, the authority of Heavenheart Holy Land would be utterly ruined, and he, True Lord Lingxiao, would become a laughingstock across the entire Eastern Wasteland.
Just as he was locked in inner turmoil.
On the battlefield below, a desperate roar shattered the stalemate.
“Stop fighting! I surrender! I surrender!”
A standard combat squad of ten Purifiers was currently surrounded by more than thirty Ascension Group disciples.
They had been smoked, netted, and stabbed numb all over by various poison-coated concealed weapons. Several companions had already been knocked unconscious and dragged away. Total annihilation was imminent.
The squad captain, a young man named “Zhao Tiezhu,” looked at his remaining three brothers, then at the terrifying demonic figure in the sky that even the commander-in-chief could not deal with. His psychological defenses finally collapsed at this very moment.
He remembered what Chu Feng had just said.
“Settlement allowance… mid-level cadre benefits… original shares…”
He remembered his mortal parents far away in his hometown, still laboring bitterly over a few meager plots of land.
Why had he joined Heavenheart Holy Land and fought with his life on the line? Was it not so they could live better lives?
But now, he was about to die here!
To die without value, without dignity!
Why?!
A massive unwillingness and resentment surged up from the depths of his heart.
“I’m done with this!”
Zhao Tiezhu let out a hoarse roar, fiercely throwing the long halberd in his hand onto the ground and raising both hands high,
“I defect! I want to defect! I want to buy my parents a big mansion!”
That shout was like tossing a red-hot iron ball into a calm pot of oil.
“Captain!”
The remaining three squad members were stunned.
“Don’t call me captain anymore!”
Zhao Tiezhu roared with reddened eyes,
“Those who want to live, surrender with me! Those who want to be cannon fodder for those high-and-mighty elders, keep fighting!”
The three members exchanged glances. Looking at the Ascension Group disciples surrounding them with hostile gazes, then thinking of those incredible “job-hopping benefits,” the balance in their hearts instantly tipped.
“Thud! Thud! Thud!”
Without hesitation, the three threw away their weapons and, imitating Zhao Tiezhu, raised both hands high.
“We surrender too!”
“Stop fighting! We’re on the same side!”
The Ascension Group disciples surrounding them were momentarily stunned, then burst into cheers.
“Welcome, new colleagues!”
“Hurry, hurry! HR, come over and process the ‘onboarding procedures’!”
This scene, transmitted through the light curtain, clearly spread across the entire battlefield and throughout the whole Eastern Wasteland.
It was like a massive stone thrown into water, stirring up towering waves.
One, two, ten, a hundred…
More and more Purifier soldiers who were trapped and saw no hope began to imitate Zhao Tiezhu, throwing away their weapons and choosing to surrender.
That uniformly white battle formation began to show gap after gap, like a worm-eaten dike, teetering on the brink of collapse.
“Rebellion! They’ve all rebelled!”
On the warship, another Nascent Soul elder trembled with rage, pointing at the surrendering soldiers below and roaring furiously.
True Lord Lingxiao watched this scene, his face ashen.
He knew it was over.
The overall situation was lost.
He had not been defeated in combat strength, but defeated by a mouth, defeated by “people’s hearts.”
He was just about to give the order to retreat and preserve the final spark.
Suddenly, an icy divine sense locked onto Zhao Tiezhu, the very first to lead the surrender.
“Traitor! You deserve death!”
A flash of killing intent passed through True Lord Lingxiao’s eyes. From a thousand zhang away, he flicked his finger!
A hair-thin sword qi, almost invisible to the naked eye, ignored spatial distance and instantly shot toward Zhao Tiezhu’s glabella!
He intended to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys!
He intended to use the most brutal method to deter this crooked wind of surrender!
However, just as that sword qi was about to strike Zhao Tiezhu.
A figure appeared ghostlike in front of him, extending two fingers and lightly, effortlessly, pinching that terrifying sword qi capable of piercing mountains!
“Crack.”
The sword qi shattered in response.
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