The immortal who travels the world

Chapter 850 Race
"Can you explain it in detail?"

Lu Yan looked down at the huge mechanical fortress below. After looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't understand the working principle of this mechanical fortress.

The Fourth Elder put his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "I can't tell you this."

"Are you kidding me?"

When Lu Yan was observing the fortress below, Zhuangruo casually glanced at the Fourth Elder beside him: "Forget it, after this fortress is demolished, I think we can understand it."

"That won't do."

As soon as the four elders stretched out their Taoist robes, the wide Taoist robes rose up automatically without any wind, obviously ready to make a move.

"Then try to stop me."

Before he finished speaking, thick blood-red steam gushed out from Lu Yan's body again.

The heavy pressure covered the entire mechanical fortress from top to bottom.

The Fourth Elder observed Lu Yan's state, and said with great interest, "My little friend was the Thirteenth Elder who was beheaded in this state before, right?"

"It's really powerful, and it seems to have no side effects at all. You reincarnators are really unique."

"But little friend probably misunderstood something, it's not that I stop you..."

The fourth elder said calmly: "My little friend, why don't you think about it, if you just occupy 81 planetary nodes, why would our sect send such a huge army?"

Hearing this, Lu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He also felt a little strange about this question.

From a strategic point of view, compared to this move of mobilizing nearly [-] immortal soldiers, it is obviously faster and more effective to send out a small group of immortal warriors.

Like these handyman disciples who are only equivalent to reincarnations of the second and third realms, in front of existences above the general level, it is too flattering to say that they are miscellaneous fish.

On such a battlefield, it is obviously a burden.

why?
Before Lu Yan could open his mouth to ask this question, the huge immortal energy rising from below gave the answer.

The disciples stationed everywhere in the mechanical fortress, and even the disciples of the fairy clan stationed within a few miles, each of them had a lot of immortal energy.

No, to be precise, it is a mixture of immortal energy, vitality and will.

The mixed substances of nearly [-] immortal disciples condensed together.

It formed a thick cloud layer visible to the naked eye, and resisted the terrifying aura naturally emitted by Lu Yan.

"The major races in the starry sky will attack each other for resource planets, in order to maintain a large number of races."

The Fourth Elder slowly turned to face the thick cloud, and said in an eloquent tone: "Then why do we have to maintain a huge number of races, have you ever thought about it?"

"Let me tell you, in the starry sky, this kind of power is called the cloud of the race. When the will and power are strong enough, the power of the same race can be easily gathered together."

"Every additional clan member means that the overall strength of the race has been improved, and this improvement is not just as simple as one plus one equals two."

When the fourth elder was speaking, the light blue cloud surged up against the trend like a torrent, and the entire space within the fortress was covered by the cloud.

Lu Yan, who was maintaining the state of death gate, already felt the oppression caused by this huge cloud.

It was as if he had fallen from the air to the bottom of the water, and his every move would cause greater consumption than normal.

Although he has not been attacked yet, Lu Yan has no doubts about the effect of the racial cloud.

He has observed the immortal disciples arrayed below, and judging from their state, maintaining this kind of racial cloud probably doesn't have much pressure on them.

"Interesting, no wonder there aren't many stories of one person exterminating a family in the starry sky."

Lu Yan felt a bit struggling even to speak.

He just always felt that the pattern of the starry sky was not quite right.

After learning about the existence of racial clouds, many things can be explained.

Power is fist, and power comes only when there is fist.

When the strength of an individual expands to a certain level, the balance can only be maintained if the power of the group is guaranteed to suppress the individual.

Lu Yan finally understood why the reincarnation system chose to train so many reincarnations.

If only one reincarnation is cultivated, even if it can reach the Nine Realms level, it probably won't be able to plunder resource planets in the hands of powerful races.

"Little friend is ridiculous, we have to send you to the ground as soon as possible."

The fourth elder smiled faintly.

Without saying a word, Lu Yan just punched the fourth elder.

A loud hum sounded in the air.

Immortal energy gushed out from the fourth elder's body, and mysterious ice fairy chains swam around him. After resisting Lu Yan's punch, he was not injured at all.

Lu Yan's eyes gradually narrowed.

He could tell that the Fourth Elder hadn't had time to react to his attack, let alone take defensive measures.

Just because he entered the Yunqi system, he survived his punch by relying on Yunqi.

"Little friend is too impatient. Under the racial cloud, any attack received will be shared, and any attack launched will be condensed into one."

The Fourth Elder spread his hands and said, "Forget it, I'd better let you see it directly."

Following the actions of the Fourth Elder, the huge cloud surged and almost boiled.

The strands of azure blue between the sky and the earth have almost condensed into substantial ice flowers, and the glass-like icy light exudes the coldness that penetrates into the bone marrow.

The high-temperature blood steam around Lu Yan could not be completely isolated, and at this moment he felt a kind of chill.

The attack from the immortal clan only started at this time.

Zheng!Zheng!
The ice cones of the mysterious ice gradually solidified, and more and more ice cones were born in the cloud.

In an instant, he stabbed at Lu Yan.

There was a sound of crushing ice cones, and a large amount of ice debris was constantly splashed out from where Lu Yan was.

"How about little friend? This kind of attack doesn't cost much to tens of thousands of immortal disciples, but I'm afraid you won't be able to last long, right?"

Seeing that the winning ticket was in his hands, the Fourth Elder also sneered at the corner of his mouth.

In fact, if it was a one-on-one match, he would consider himself no match for Lu Yan who was in a state of death.

But for a confrontation between ethnic backgrounds, he is full of confidence.

In the state of being continuously hit by countless ice picks, Lu Yan gradually stood up straight.

He took a few quick breaths.

"That is to say, as long as you are all killed."

Hearing this, the Fourth Elder's heart skipped a beat.

Although the racial aura condensed by [-] immortal disciples is far from the strongest, it will not have any problems against the king class.

After confirming this, he sneered again and said, "Do you still want to be a hero, little friend?"

Lu Yan looked up at the fourth elder.

"How did you confirm that I only have this power?"

(End of this chapter)