Chapter 999 993: Declare War!
Chapter 999 993: Declare War!
"Senior Brother Ling Yun, how about it? Are there any strong ones on this plane?"
Noticing a flicker of light in Ling Yun's eyes, Zhao Feng asked from the side.
"Tsk tsk, this is interesting. This plane is called Earth, with a total population of over six billion people. Almost all of them are ordinary people. Additionally, their civilization is not one of immortal cultivation, but rather a type of civilization called technology."
While extracting the pilot's memories, Ling Yun spoke.
"Senior Brother Ling Yun, their so-called technology, is it referring to these rudimentary ships and flying boats?"
Hou Tong chuckled softly and asked.
"Yes."
Ling Yun nodded slightly, continuing to extract the pilot's memories when suddenly a sharp glint passed through his eyes.
"What's wrong, Senior Brother Ling Yun?"
Zhao Feng inquired.
"Originally, this plane was all ordinary people, but more than half a year ago, a cultivator appeared on this Earth and even established a sect called the Pill Talisman Sect, worshipped by these mortals."
Ling Yun said with indifferent eyes.
"A cultivator?"
Zhao Feng and Hou Tong exchanged a glance, a glint flashing in their eyes.
"However, his strength shouldn't be too significant. Just right, we'll kill him, and then all the resources on Earth will be ours.
Although there aren't many resources for immortal cultivation here, these many indigenous humans might be the best nourishment for us."
A sinister cold flashed in Ling Yun's eyes as he spoke.
To them, these mortals were like ants. In the Nine Provinces Sacred Domain, indiscriminate slaughter of mortals was forbidden; otherwise, their sect would be besieged by righteous cultivators.
However, the humans of this indigenous plane have far fewer restrictions.
Upon hearing this, a gleam of excitement flashed in both Zhao Feng's and Hou Tong's eyes.
As Blood Cultivators, besides absorbing the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, they could also absorb the essence blood from demon beasts, cultivators, and mortals to quickly enhance their cultivation.
Among these, the essence blood from demon beasts and cultivators isn't easy to absorb. It requires refining after entering the body due to the violent elements contained in demon beast essence blood, and although other cultivators' essence blood is quite nourishing, it might cause backlash, requiring a refining process.
The essence blood from mortals, though thin, lacks such a complicated refining process.
"Hehehe, Senior Brother Ling Yun's Blood Technique is nearing Great Success. With a few thousand more humans' essence blood, breaking through to the Immortal Venerable Realm is within reach for Senior Brother Ling Yun."
Hou Tong said with a glint in his eyes, grinning.
"Yes, Senior Brother Ling Yun, with so many indigenous mortals, it's endless nourishment for us."
Beside him, a hint of excitement flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes as he licked his lips with a slightly long scarlet tongue and spoke.
"Junior Brothers, let's go meet this so-called Pill Talisman Sect. Tsk tsk, after wiping out that sect, this place will be our paradise. We must quickly enhance ourselves before the experts of our sect arrive."
Ling Yun's lips curled slightly, his eyes indifferent as he spoke.
With so many mortals on this indigenous plane, how many essence blood could they refine? Moreover, although this place called Earth is barren, there still are some resources.
"Yes, Senior Brother Ling Yun."
An excited gleam erupted in both Zhao Feng's and Hou Tong's eyes.
"However, before that, we need to take care of these ants first."
Ling Yun's indifferent gaze shifted to the pilot warrior in front of him.
At this moment, the pilot warrior had just had all his memories searched. The dazed look on his face had just begun to show a hint of recovery. His eyes opened, carrying a bit of fear as he looked at the cold visage of the blood-clothed man in front of him, the crimson patterns on his forehead.
"Die."
Ling Yun said indifferently.
As soon as those emotionless words fell, a thin layer of blood-colored spiritual power enveloped the warrior.
Bang~!
In mid-air, the pilot warrior instantly exploded into a mist of blood.
This scene caused the faces of those on the missile destroyers, missile frigates, other warships below, and the warriors inside the Flying Leopard Fighters in the sky to change dramatically. Initially filled with fear, their eyes soon fueled with rage.
"Hiss."
Ling Yun opened his mouth, lightly inhaling as a strand of essence blood floated out from the blood mist and was absorbed into his mouth.
Ling Yun's eyes briefly closed as if savoring the sensation.
Within the coast command room, witnessing the bloody scene, the entire command room was aghast.
Creak!
Admiral Zhao Haiyang of the East Sea Fleet clenched his fists tightly.
"Damn, damn it, they killed one of our warriors without saying a word."
Zhao Haiyang gritted his teeth in anger, veins bulging on his forehead.
"Commander, Flying Leopard Fighter No. 34 was attacked, Pilot Zhao Tian sacrificed, request orders, request orders!"
Amidst Zhao Haiyang's furious expression, a request came through the communication mic from the front-line commander.
"Old Zhao, what should we do? These three people are utterly unfriendly; they don't even regard the lives of Earthlings. It seems we've encountered the worst-case scenario as Sect Leader Qin Yang warned!"
Beside him, Commissar Wang Hao wore an exceedingly grim expression, speaking with a somber face.
"Chief, we..."
Admiral Zhao Haiyang's gaze turned to Senior General Sun Zhihui, who was observing this.
At this moment, Senior General Sun Zhihui's expression was also extremely grim, clearly enraged by the actions of the three.
"You're the chief commander here; I'll follow your lead in any decision you make. Whatever you decide, I support you!"
Sun Zhihui stated firmly, looking at Admiral Zhao Haiyang.
"Yes, chief."
Admiral Zhao Haiyang nodded.
"Chief, Commissar Wang Hao, being soldiers, we mustn't sit and wait for death. These three cultivators clearly don't value our lives at all. I have decided to engage in battle with them!"
With a heavy expression, Zhao Haiyang glanced at Senior General Sun Zhihui and Commissar Wang Hao, speaking solemnly before picking up the microphone.
"Front-line commander, order all destroyers and frigates; prepare to launch anti-aircraft missiles. Order all destroyers to activate naval guns and prepare to fire. Order all Flying Leopard Fighters to simultaneously launch an aerial assault on the targets!"
Admiral Zhao Haiyang commanded authoritatively into the microphone.
As a military officer and commander of the East Sea Fleet, he must remain calm in any situation.
"Yes, Commander!"
The front-line commander responded loudly from the other end of the microphone.
In the command room, on the big screen, all naval guns and missile launch systems quickly prepared, targeting those three extraterrestrial cultivators in mid-air.
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