<h4>Chapter 950: Chapter 947: Have You No Shame?</h4>


    Xu Wendong shook his head, "I don’t know how long I can hold out either!"


    He very much wanted to hold out a little longer.


    But the enemies were watching like tigers eyeing their prey.


    There was no chance for them to catch their breath.


    At this moment.


    Xu Canghai smiled and said, "There’s no need to worry. Even if we perish in the next moment, we wouldn’t have wasted our lives."


    Xia Hou alsoughed, "Indeed, who would have thought that today, Qingzhou Cultivators would make the Eight Provinces’ Cultivators flee in defeat? Such a proud achievement is worth a lifetime!"


    Xu Wendong said, "In this matter, we must think positively. Even if we’ve defeated the enemy, who knows if misfortune will follow them?"


    Previously, he had intercepted the fortune of all Sect Leader-level experts from the Eight Provinces.


    With their fortune intercepted.


    Their misfortune dominated, and even he could not predict what would happen next.


    The spirits of Qingzhou Cultivators at Jade Maiden Pce surged.


    But the Eight Provinces’ Cultivators were downcast.


    All Sect Leader-level experts of the Eight Provinces gathered together, each with a heavy expression.


    An elder spoke, "In my opinion, it’s difficult to break the formation around Jade Maiden Pce in the short term. So... should we call upon Nascent Soul Stage Experts?"


    As soon as these words were spoken, they were immediately met with opposition, "Have you no shame? Do you still have any dignity? We’ve united the Eight Provinces, gathered thousands of cultivators to attack Jade Maiden Pce, and now, just as the battle begins, you want to call upon Nascent Soul Stage Experts? Don’t you feel this is shameful?"


    The elder retorted angrily, "I am only considering the bigger picture!"


    "Now is not the time for Nascent Soul Stage Experts to act," said a middle-aged man. "If we call upon Nascent Soul Stage Experts now, our Eight Provinces’ Cultivators will lose facepletely."


    "Indeed, although Jade Maiden Pce is difficult to conquer, isn’t this a form of training for us?"


    The people discussed among themselves.


    Even though their morale was low, calling upon Nascent Soul Stage Experts was out of the question.


    If they did so, not only would the world mock them.


    They would even mock their own ipetence.


    After all, Qingzhou was the weakest power among the Nine Provinces.


    Poof!


    Without warning.


    Huo Jiuyan spewed a mouthful of blood, his face haggard to the extreme.


    "Brother Huo, are you alright?" a middle-aged man asked concernedly.


    "I seem to have encountered Deviation!" Huo Jiuyan’s face was full of pain, he didn’t know why, but the Golden Core Power in his body started to run wildly, totally beyond his control.


    Hearing that Huo Jiuyan encountered Deviation.


    All their pupils trembled, instinctively stepping back.


    Deviation was known as the most feared situation for cultivators.


    Not only did they fear that they themselves would fall into Deviation.


    They even feared when others did.


    The higher the cultivation level of the person, the more they feared.


    "Why are you so afraid of me? Do you think I will harm you?" Huo Jiuyan red at everyone angrily, a ming longsword appearing in his hand.


    "Since you are afraid I will harm you, then I will let your fearse true!"


    Saying this, he turned into a shadow and moved with unbelievable speed to attack the forty-seven Sect Leader-level experts, to their shock.


    He.


    Hadpletely lost his sanity.


    Boom!


    Without warning.


    Another bolt of purple Divine Thunder descended from the sky, urately hitting Huo Jiuyan’s longsword.


    Meanwhile.


    Huo Jiuyan let out a heart-wrenching scream, the eyes that were once filled with hostility and killing intent were now clear and profound.


    Yet, they revealed an undeniable bewilderment and reluctance.


    As if he hadn’t expected his life to end in such a way.


    Finally.


    He fell to the ground, closing his eyes helplessly.


    The remaining forty-seven Sect Leader-level experts swiftly sheathed their weapons, as if fearful the purple Divine Thunder would strike them.


    Though they were all Golden Core Period Experts, experienced in lightning strikes.


    The purple Divine Thunder was exceptionally terrifying.


    Not only were they still Golden Core Stage in cultivation level.


    Even a Nascent Soul Stage Expert.


    Might not withstand the purple Divine Thunder.


    Looking at the other Eight Provinces’ Cultivators, though they also showed fear and unease.


    There was more bewilderment.


    Because most of them held weapons.


    Yet.


    Not a single one was struck by lightning.


    This was a truly bizarre phenomena.


    "This ce is too strange, not until the moment of life or death can we use weapons!" an elder said, his face pale with fear, "Let’s just stay here and wait for the grand array to break!" he said, preparing to sit cross-legged.


    But just as he was about to sit on the mountaintop, a spatial rift appeared beneath his backside without warning.


    Then...


    He sat right into it, as if sinking into a soft sofa.


    He let out a desperate cry, "What the hell is going on...


    Before the words were finished, the spatial rift closed.


    Only.


    A pair of bloody legs remained at the mountaintop.


    Witnessing this scene.


    Everyone involuntarily swallowed their breath, if Huo Jiuyan entered Deviation due to losing his beloved son.


    Then why did this elder experience such bad luck?


    Why did a spatial rift appear beneath him as he sat?


    For a moment.


    No one dared to move, not even breathe heavily.


    For fear they would be the next to suffer bad luck.


    However.


    Sometimes when bad luck strikes, even drinking cold water can cause choking.


    They watched as more than a dozen purple Sky Thunders fell upon the crowd without warning.


    In an instant, over a dozen Golden Core Period Experts perished in the purple Divine Thunder.


    The mentality of the Eight Provinces’ expertspletely copsed.


    What the hell is happening!


    Why are we being struck by lightning when we’ve done nothing?


    Is there no justice left?


    Will we not be allowed to live anymore?


    The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy, and many pondered whethering to Qingzhou was right or wrong.


    It was at this point.


    A Golden Core Stage Initial expert flew over from afar, drenched in blood, "Seniors, the confinement array set by Jade Maiden Pce is extremely powerful, and Qingzhou Cultivators inside are attacking us. Our casualties are heavy!"


    Hearing this.


    An elder fumed with anger, "Thest thing weck is Cultivators!"


    "Bring five hundred more Golden Core Realm Cultivators forward to break the formation."


    "Yes!"


    In an instant.


    Five hundred Golden Core Realm Cultivators flew toward the periphery of Jade Maiden Pce at the same time, entering the confinement array with the intention of breaking it through brute force.


    However.


    The formation set by Xu Wendong, while not top-tier, was not easily dismantled by Golden Core Realm Cultivators.


    As soon as those five hundred cultivators entered, they were met by the ughter of Qingzhou Cultivators.


    The Qingzhou Cultivators moved nimbly, like phantoms.


    Each time they appeared, one of the Eight Provinces’ Cultivators would fall.


    Perhaps they were not as strong as their opponents, but they held an innate advantage, with the formation concealing their presence, allowing for lethal strikes on the enemy.


    Moreover, each of them wielded magic artifacts, with spirits high as the heavens.


    To them, the powerful Eight Provinces’ Cultivators were no different from ants.