Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor

Chapter 1095 - 248: The "Reinforcements" of the Eight Desolate Beast Clan

Yun Sheng saw Donghuang Lingling still crying incessantly, and could only harden her heart, quietly activating the power of the Dark Needle, shooting a Dark Needle at the sleep acupoint of Donghuang Lingling.

Donghuang Lingling felt a numbness, sleepiness hit her, and she leaned against Yun Sheng, falling into a slumber.

Gu Feng saw this, and gratefully nodded towards Yun Sheng.

Yun Sheng had always been the one who understood him best.

Who knew, Yun Sheng fiercely glared at Gu Feng.

"Gu Feng, you bastard, to dare to hide such an important matter from us. Remember, you must succeed, wait for us in the Dutian Blood Seal. I will surely find a way to let you out."

Yun Sheng silently vowed in her heart that she would never allow Gu Feng to be sealed in the Blood Seal just like that, she would definitely think of a way.

"Exactly, Gu Feng, not only Lingling awaits you, we all are waiting for you, you must hold on until Yun Sheng and I find a way to save you," Qi Ye said in unison.

Seeing the sincere eyes of his friends, their firm tones, Gu Feng’s eyes could not help but redden.

He nodded heavily.

No matter when, he, Yun Sheng, Qi, and Lingling would always be together.

Gu Feng and Chang Siming stood together at the center of the newly redrawn Dutian Blood Seal.

"Gu Feng, Ru Mo is right, you are the one among us all who sees things the clearest. You are also very fortunate to have a group of companions who can share life and death with you," Chang Siming looked at Gu Feng with a new perspective.

The words from Yun Sheng and Gu Feng’s small group of friends touched Chang Siming deeply.

Always, the Magic Temple had been using the slogan of defending Wuji and its subjects.

Yet in the face of real calamity, it was not as resolute as Gu Feng, an ordinary mage.

This group of young mages, their current strength may not be enough to stand against the mighty Eight Desolate Beast Clan.

But they possess unshakeable conviction and the most sincere friendships, this strength, one day, will grow and become the backbone of the Wuji Continent.

"Rest assured, Ru Mo injected half of his Magic Power into this Magic Array before he died, thus your consumption will be greatly reduced. Once you unleash the Bright Celestial Sphere, I will put you in a temporary death-like state. In doing so, your consumption of Life Power will be lessened. If one day, a new strength can be found to replace you as the array’s core, perhaps, you will have the chance to meet again," Chang Siming’s words slightly startled Gu Feng.

"But, Chang Siming, doing this is it not...?" If done this way, Chang Siming’s Magic Power consumption would be great.

Like Ji Ru Mo, Chang Siming also used a large amount of Magic Power in drawing the Magic Array.

As he helped Gu Feng, his Magic Power would nearly be completely exhausted, wouldn’t he be...?

The Red Robe Summoning Emperor died, Ji Ru Mo also died, and in an instant, Chang Siming was suddenly enlightened.

All the past grievances and hatred were no longer important.

The most crucial thing right now is to help Gu Feng reopen the Dutian Blood Seal, as long as this can be done, Chang Siming would sacrifice all his cultivation without regret.

Earlier Hei Yao, before escaping, tore open another space rift, undeniably making the Dutian Blood Seal’s damage even worse.

Only if Gu Feng gains greater strength can the Dutian Blood Seal be successfully reestablished.

"This old man has lived to this age, already on the brink of death. There are no regrets in dying. The continent has future successors," Chang Siming looked outside the Dutian Blood Seal, at those few young men and women, with relief.

This battle was extremely brutal, but it also gave Chang Siming hope.

Even if the Magic Temple is no longer, many excellent mages will still emerge on the continent.

Yun Sheng, Ye Beiming, the Mainland Magic Elite Camp... He can go peacefully.

Gu Feng wanted to say more.

Chang Siming shook his head, suddenly began chanting, within him, the Magic Soul emerged, the Magic Soul Power like warm sunshine, strands of Magic Power merged unreservedly into Gu Feng’s body.

Gu Feng’s originally not very strong Magic Soul rapidly strengthened like a sprout nourished by spring rain after receiving Chang Siming’s Magic Soul nourishment.

Sky Mage peak, Holy Domain Magic Emperor...

Gu Feng’s Light Magic Soul was rapidly expanding.

Witnessing this, everyone was both surprised and deeply moved by Chang Siming’s actions.

He was using his own life to exchange for the future of the continent.

If Gu Feng’s strength could be a bit stronger, the new Dutian Blood Seal would be stronger, increasing the chances of blocking the invasion of the Eight Desolate Beast Clan.

While Gu Feng absorbed Chang Siming’s Magic Power, above the Dutian Blood Realm, hostility surged, at the blood realm’s entrance which was tens of meters wide...

A hundred miles away from the blood realm entrance, in the Barrier Chaos Zone, several teams were heading towards the Wuji Continent.

This time, coming together were two teams from different Eight Desolates clans, among them were the handsome Di Clan warriors, most standing around six foot two, clad in purple war helmets, wielding sharp spears.

On the other side were the Jiuluan Clan’s Golden Roc warriors, each moving like the wind, their steps in unison.

Unlike the Hei Qilin Tribe’s earlier charge, these teams’ pace seemed unhurried, especially the Jiuluan Clan’s Golden Roc warriors, known as the fastest and with the best movement technique among the Eight Desolates Clans.

But this time, after the Beast God Altar issued the order to invade the Wuji Continent, Lu, the Young Clan Chief of the Jiuluan Clan, lazily from mustering to deploying troops, all was done leisurely, seemingly not like going to war, but rather like going on a scenic tour.

"Lu, at this pace of yours, by the time we reach the Wuji Continent, I’m afraid that the Hei Qilin Tribe and other clans would have already seized the opportunity," seeing Lu’s demeanor, Zi couldn’t bear it, and somewhat complained, glancing at his friend.

After all, Jiuluan and Di Clan were both Upper Beast Clans of the Eight Desolates, if they went and didn’t even get some battle achievements, they truly wouldn’t be able to report back.

"I heard Hei Yao personally took action, whether we arrive early or late, the outcome would be the same. Those men from the Black Qilin are typical battle maniacs," beside Zi stood a man in green attire.

If not for Zi directly calling Lu’s name, it would be hard to believe that three years ago the Jiuluan Clan’s "Little Boy" Lu, who was as beautiful as a young girl, could have changed so much in just a few years.

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