Chapter 1699

After Ye Changqing's reminder, Nangong Qing and the others finally remembered to use their secret techniques.

As personal disciples of a Sacred Ground, Nangong Qing and the others had naturally learned secret techniques, and their grades were not low, with more than one available.

It's just that in the past, secret techniques were used as trump cards.

After all, the side effects were no joke. This time, facing the attack of over a hundred thousand demonic cultivators, everyone knew the battle couldn't end immediately.

So from the beginning until now, they hadn't dared to unleash their secret techniques.

They were worried that once the side effects of the secret techniques appeared, they would truly be finished.

But now, Nangong Qing gritted his teeth and immediately activated his secret technique, his aura surging.

Seeing this, the other fellow disciples also unleashed their secret techniques one after another.

The immense pressure they had been facing from the many demonic cultivators instantly diminished significantly with the addition of the secret techniques.

After all, their combat power had increased.

Seeing this scene, the Saint Realm demonic cultivators clashing with the old deacons were not alarmed but delighted, sneering.

"Stupid, seeking your own death."

Activating secret techniques is good. Don't look at how Nangong Qing and the others are full of vigor now, as if they've killed the demonic cultivators until they have no temper left.

But all of this was exchanged for secret techniques. Once the side effects of the secret techniques arrive, wouldn't these people be fish on a chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered?

They might not even need to do anything; the side effects of the secret techniques would likely take their lives directly.

Not only did the Saint Realm demonic cultivators realize this, but the other demonic cultivators also understood it.

So for a time, the demonic cultivators were in no rush to attack. They would just waste time until the side effects of the secret techniques arrived, and then the battle would be won.

Watching Nangong Qing and the others follow his advice and activate their secret techniques, Ye Changqing nodded and continued to prepare spiritual food.

To maintain secret techniques and suppress the arrival of side effects to the greatest extent, a significant amount of spiritual food is required.

Ye Changqing didn't skimp at all, directly taking out King-level savage beast ingredients to start cooking.

King-level savage beast ingredients have better effects.

Just like that, as time passed, supported by Ye Changqing's spiritual food, Nangong Qing and the others had no more worries.

Moreover, they only had one feeling in their hearts: it felt great, really damn great.

Being able to unleash secret techniques without any scruples, and not feeling any side effects at all—this battle was truly refreshing.

Compared to Nangong Qing and the others, who were fighting with increasing courage, the many demonic cultivators were now doubting their lives.

Their eyes were filled with suspicion as they looked at the gap in the array, where Nangong Qing and the others were still full of vigor with no signs of weakness, and they muttered.

"This shouldn't be. Can these secret techniques last this long?"

"I've noticed something wrong too. It's been almost half an hour, right?"

"About that."

"But why is there no reaction at all?"

"After all, they are Sacred Ground secret techniques. Perhaps they last longer."

Something was wrong, but the demonic cultivators assumed it was because the Sacred Ground secret techniques were of a high grade, hence the longer duration.

Thinking this, the demonic cultivators temporarily set their minds at ease.

No matter how high the grade of your secret technique is, as long as it's a secret technique, there's a limit, right? There must be a time when you can't hold on anymore.

If half an hour isn't enough, then an hour. I don't believe you can keep it up forever.

Thinking of this, the demonic cultivators continued to wear Nangong Qing and the others down.

However, to keep pressure on Nangong Qing and the others, the demonic cultivators didn't stop attacking entirely; otherwise, without pressure, they would just deactivate the secret techniques, and what would be the point?

So the two sides appeared to be fighting in a lukewarm manner. The demonic cultivators had only one goal: to drag it out until the side effects of the secret techniques exploded.

But this idea became increasingly strange as time passed.

An hour later.

"It's been an hour, and they're still fine?"

"After all, they are Sacred Ground secret techniques. Let's wait a bit longer."

An hour and a half later.

"Another half hour has passed."

"After all, they are Sacred Ground secret techniques. Let's persist a bit longer."

Two hours later.

"It's been two hours."

"After all, they are Sacred Ground secret techniques. Hold on, they'll be finished soon."

Three hours later.

"Is this a fake secret technique?"

"After all, they are Sacred Ground secret techniques..."

"Screw your mother! What secret technique can last three hours? I'm almost unable to hold on even without using a secret technique, and they can still persist while using one?"

"This..."

Having fought for three full hours, the many demonic cultivators were doubting their lives.

They had been fighting intensely for three hours without ever deactivating their secret techniques. How did they manage to persist?

Does the Yunluo Sacred Ground's secret technique have no side effects?

But that was obviously impossible. A secret technique without side effects is still a secret technique? Why not just call it a regular technique?

They were completely unable to understand the situation, but regardless of what was happening, the demonic cultivators had completely lost their temper.

They had intended to wear Nangong Qing and the others out, but now it seemed they couldn't even outlast them while they were using secret techniques.

Don't let it be that Nangong Qing and the others aren't worn out, but they themselves are worn out instead.

In three hours of intense fighting, to keep pressure on Nangong Qing and the others, many more demonic cultivators had been killed.

Looking at Nangong Qing and the others, they were completely fine, with no signs of their auras weakening. You're telling me this is a secret technique?

Not to mention the ordinary demonic cultivators, even the six leading Saint Realm demonic cultivators had their eyes wide open at this moment.

"How is this possible?"

"Three hours. How did they persist?"

"It's extremely demonic."

Today, these people from the Yunluo Sacred Ground gave them only one feeling: demonic.