Chapter 209: Beast Tide (1)

「Bodhisattva? 」

Wang Ping muttered a sentence, then shook his head and smiled, once again directing his gaze toward the demon beasts ahead, his tone slightly solemn as he said: "I'll block most of them! Leave the rest to you!"

Ouyang Hua also wiped away his smile at this point, his face grave, hearing Wang Ping's words, he firmly said: "Don't worry!"

After saying that, he flew down and, together with Master Wuer and over a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators, spread out in a fan formation at the rear of the troop.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground's trembling became increasingly obvious; although it was already night, some demon beasts emitted their own light—red, green, blue, purple!

In the darkness, these lights gathered together, and with the effect of the mist, at a glance the demon horde surged forward, demonic aura soaring to the heavens.

Howl! Roar! Moo! Ang!

All kinds of strange demon beast roars shot straight up to the clouds.

Wave after wave of air surged continuously toward this spot; this was the momentum of ten thousand beasts stampeding.

Wang Ping extended his divine sense, roughly estimating: the vanguard numbered about ten thousand heads!

Howl!

The Windstorm Demon Wolves were swift, already having caught up; in the darkness, their eyes flashed with a lurid green light.

Wang Ping wore an indifferent expression, arms outstretched, his Gravity Technique unfurled, then he gently clenched his fist.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Those over a thousand demon wolves were suddenly struck by a tremendous force; their sturdy demon bodies, as frail as paper, shattered one after another!

Over a thousand demon wolves charged forward with fierce momentum, but in an instant all their demon bodies shattered; the sight was so shocking that not only Master Wuer and the others were stunned, even the vanguard of the demon beast army ahead was intimidated!

But soon they rushed at us again, for demon beasts are innately ferocious; that brief scene merely startled them, but did not make them fearful.

Wang Ping glanced indifferently at the demon beasts below, and his Gravity Field unfolded.

Thud! Thud! Thud!...

All demon beasts that entered Wang Ping's Gravity Field were pressed to the ground; those below second-rank shattered outright, while second-rank demon beasts, even if not crushed instantly, were deeply suppressed underground, unable to move!

The blood mist drifting through the sky only further stimulated the ferocity lurking in the demon beasts' bones.

They surged forward wave after wave to attack Wang Ping, but within his Gravity Field, first-rank demon beasts exploded outright, second-rank ones were slammed to the ground, immobilized, and soon crushed to death.

In merely a quarter of an hour, the vanguard of the demon beasts was utterly annihilated by Wang Ping alone!

A thick reek of blood enveloped a fifty-li radius, the whole land dyed red, with Wang Ping standing alone in the sky.

What had just occurred shocked everyone; they knew Wang Ping was strong, but they never imagined he could be this formidable—ten thousand demon beasts slain in an instant.

Everyone's gaze toward Wang Ping carried a hint of awe!

"Watch out! Demon beasts are attacking!"

A loud shout startled all the cultivators, and bead after bead of illumination grenades condensed from spiritual power shot into the sky.

At this moment, the cultivators below finally noticed that hundreds of demon beasts had gathered from all directions.

As for the situation below, Wang Ping was unconcerned; Master Wuer and the others could handle it.

He was now contemplating his Gravity Technique; although it was originally a non-selective attack, when the demon beasts surged forward just now, his Gravity Field almost got smashed.

This had already happened a second time; Wang Ping thought it through and felt the cause was that his Gravity Technique lacked a foundation—if he encountered something too heavy, like the demon tiger he had met in the Spirit Realm, or suffered a massive impact such as the recent beast stampede, his Gravity Field would be yanked out of shape.

Wang Ping slightly raised his head; his gaze was directed at the sky, yet his sight did not land there but followed the huge rift into the depths of the void.

In his previous life, he had heard that black holes exist in the universe, capable of swallowing the sun; no matter how massive the sun or how strong its magnetic field, it still cannot escape being devoured by a black hole.

The reason is that a black hole's mass is too great, but if there were an object with even greater mass than a black hole, could the black hole devour it?

Wang Ping didn't know, but he had already found a line of thought for advancing his Gravity Technique to the next realm, Dao Manifest.

Originally, Wang Ping wanted to condense his Gravity Field; that approach wasn't bad, but even if compressed to a point, it still needed mass, so he prepared to find an object of immense mass for his Gravity Field.

This thing he possessed was his Heaven-Overturning Seal; the seal's raw material is a stone from a great mountain in the Spirit Realm. At first Wang Ping thought it was just an ordinary Spirit Realm stone, but later, while walking in the Spirit Realm, he tested other stones there—although they were also heavy, none matched the weight of the seal's raw material.

Thus Wang Ping first turned his gaze to the Heaven-Overturning Seal; besides that, his second idea was fire—within his spirit pearl lies a virtual image of the Golden Crow, which is essentially a miniature sun.

If he combined them, perhaps he could truly master a sun—one possessing both fire and gravity.

Wang Ping had also considered using his personal Golden Core as the mass object, but after weighing the risk, he discarded the idea—if he ever encountered a huge entity and suffered an impact, not only would his Gravity Field shatter, but his Golden Core would break as well; that would be disastrous!

These were merely fleeting thoughts that flashed through Wang Ping's mind in the blink of an eye; the concrete method still needs careful refinement, and at present it's not suitable to do this.

At this point, Master Wuer had already led his men to slaughter all the surrounding demon beasts.

Yet everyone's mood remained heavy; at this moment they could already see the outline of the Cloudnet Mountain Range's outer edge, but at their speed they would need at least half an hour.

But the beast tide from behind was already closing in, all the cultivators feeling grim, when just then thousands of figures flew out from the Cloudnet Mountain Range, their leader being Zhang Zuo.

Wang Ping glanced over; Zhang Zuo flew over and said: "Those spirit boats have been emptied, and there are over a thousand puppets; they can guarantee that this batch of mortals will be transported to the mountain range in the shortest time!"

Wang Ping nodded and said: "Arrange it ASAP!"

Zhang Zuo replied: "Already arranging it!"

The coming time was a race against the clock; starting from the rear, batches of humans began crafting spirit boats and puppets, and in the span of half a cup of tea they had already entered the Cloudnet Mountain Range.

One spirit boat can hold about a hundred people; one puppet can stack over twenty persons; a thousand puppets can transport twenty thousand at once, and adding the spirit boats, a single trip can move twenty-five thousand people.

After just two trips, fifty thousand had entered the Cloudnet Mountain Range, while the vanguard had also reached about twenty thousand,

Of the hundred-thousand-strong force, fewer than twenty thousand remain in the middle contingent.

But at this moment a large number of demon beasts had already closed in.

But Wang Ping was no longer panicked; the remaining mortals needed only a quarter of an hour to reach the Cloudnet Mountain Range, and this time we can absolutely secure.

Hum! The Gravity Field unfolded, and countless first-rank demon beasts exploded!

Master Wuer led several thousand cultivators in a line, blocking the demon beasts to prevent them from harming the mortals.