Cultivation of immortality breaks the sky

All the elders who had reached the great perfection of foundation building from various major forces fell silent after hearing this. They did not understand this principle at all. It was easier said than done, but as difficult as ascending to heaven.

All the major forces have more or less grudges, some of which even last for thousands of years. How could they compromise on what they think are trivial matters?

Although Long Yu felt that Zhuo Bufan would not lie, he was still shocked. With only about 100,000 of them, the coalition forces of various major forces had ulterior motives.

It sounds like a fantasy that they can defeat and annihilate 300,000 elite monks in the East China Sea.

Then he remembered that just a short while ago, their three major forces had lost nearly 60,000 to 70,000 monks, and he continued to question with dissatisfaction.

“Don’t confuse me. Why didn’t you break the formation immediately? Do you know that because you didn’t break the formation immediately, our three major forces lost nearly 60,000 to 70,000 cultivators.

It's 60,000 or 70,000, not 600 or 700,000. Did that casual cultivator named Lu Yun give you the order to deal with the golden-armored East Sea cultivator first, and then break the formation?"

Hearing this, Yin Ping and the other eight felt a tightness in their hearts. They couldn't help but sigh, knowing that what was to come would eventually come.

After hearing what Long Yu said, Zhuo Bufan's face changed and he said, "No, it's not like that. It's us..."

Before he could finish his words, he was stopped by an elder from his "Loose Cultivator Alliance" and warned him, "Our losses this time are extremely heavy, and the higher-ups will definitely investigate this thoroughly.

There has to be a scapegoat for this kind of thing, and I think Long Yu wants to make Lu Yun, whom you mentioned, the scapegoat, so don't cause us any more trouble at this moment."

Then he said loudly: "Bufan, just answer yes to whatever your uncle Long Yu asks you, why are you talking so much nonsense."

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan was stunned. Such words actually came from the uncle whom he had always admired. At this moment, he felt that this world was not as beautiful as he knew before.

After being stunned for a while, he finally came to his senses. Perhaps they, the elders, understood the world much better than he did, or perhaps the longer they lived, the more afraid they were of some of the things they believed in.

But Zhuo Bufan was young and energetic at that time. He thought that there was nothing to be afraid of with a scar as big as a bowl on his head. As long as he believed it was right, he would go forward with determination.

Moreover, following Lu Yun, they can win battles one after another, and every disciple who follows him will make a lot of money. Isn't this what he longs for?

Then he looked up at his two elders who had reached the great perfection of foundation building. From their hopeful eyes, he could see that they wanted him to answer according to their requests.

But although Zhuo Bufan is young, he also has his own pride, and he is also the next leader of the "Loose Cultivator Alliance". He has the right to mobilize all the cultivators of the "Loose Cultivator Alliance" in this secret realm.

After thinking it through, he looked up at Long Yu with a firm gaze and said, "Uncle Long Yu, this was not Lu Yun's order, this was an order we decided on together.

We have gone through countless battles to get here. If it were according to what Senior-Uncle Long Yu said, we would be defeated and dispersed in just two or even one battle.

By then, we will no longer be here, standing here, blaming this and that."

When Long Yu heard Zhuo Bufan was actually mocking him, he instantly became furious and said, "How dare you, Zhuo Bufan, do you know who you are talking to?

Don't be complacent just because you saved us. In the past, we, the "Shenlong Palace", have saved other major forces countless times, but have we ever said anything after the fact?"

Zhuo Bufan said, "Uncle Long Yu, I have nothing to be proud of. I am just answering your question. If you don't believe me, you can ask the others if I said anything wrong."

Afterwards, Long Yu really asked the other people their opinions one by one, and the answers he got were surprisingly consistent, even though their situations were the same as Zhuo Bufan's.

They have all received warnings and instructions from their elders, but since they can become the heirs of powerful forces, they must have the ability to judge right from wrong on their own.

Perhaps they were not experienced enough, and their vision was not far enough, but it was obvious that if they followed Lu Yun at this moment, they would get meat to eat, but if they followed others, there would be the risk of annihilation. They saw this very clearly.

Long Yu did not get the answer he wanted, and could not help but be surprised and thought to himself, "What kind of magic power does this unknown cultivator named Lu Yun have?

He was able to subdue the heirs of six of the nine major forces. He wanted to see his true face. "

Several elders who had reached the great perfection of foundation building heard the words of their faction's designated successor. They were worried about angering Long Yu, so they smiled and tried to smooth things over, saying that they were juniors and didn't understand the logic behind it, and hoped that Long Yu would not take it to heart.

Although Long Yu was very unhappy, the incident had already happened. After all, they were not ordinary people, and it would be useless to pursue the matter further. He then said with a cold face.

"This independent cultivator named Lu Yun is so capable. I would like to see him for myself. I wonder where he is now."

Zhuo Bufan replied, "Just now the monks from the East Sea were afraid that we would attack them from both sides, so they fled, but now is the time to chase and annihilate them.

We were going to give chase, but we missed you elders so much after not seeing you for so long that we stayed behind."

After hearing this, Long Yu nodded and said, "What is the current situation? We have consumed a lot of energy. Is it safe to recover here?"

Zhuo Bufan smiled and said, "Uncle Long Yu, you guys can just recover here. We have basically wiped out 70 to 80 percent of the East Sea cultivators in the righteous camp.

What they should be worrying about now is how to escape and whether we will hunt them down while they are running. They will never come to trouble us again."

After hearing this, Long Yu nodded, and then asked everyone to recover their spiritual power on the spot.

Lu Yun and his men slaughtered the Donghai monks, and because the two sides were entangled in a fight, even if they retreated, they were still being chased by the monks from the righteous camp.

The East China Sea commander, who was forced into a corner, stopped and organized his men to prepare for a fight with the monks from the righteous camp.

Unfortunately, the morale of the East China Sea monks was low at the moment, and the team that had been organized with great difficulty was instantly defeated by a cluster battle formation charge from the righteous camp, resulting in countless casualties.

This alone frightened the East China Sea commander-in-chief. Looking at the East China Sea monks fleeing in all directions, he felt like he was powerless to save the situation. In the end, he had no choice but to run away with his personal guards.

Later, when they were chasing the monks from the East China Sea, because the other side had no backbone, they were killed by the monks from the righteous camp and the blood flowed like a river.

An hour later, Lu Yun discovered that most of the other party's cultivators had been basically wiped out, and the remaining scattered cultivators were too difficult to kill.

He then ordered his men to withdraw their troops. After final statistics, it was found that the pursuit of the East China Sea monks was unstoppable and more than 92,000 of them were killed, which was a remarkable achievement.