Chapter 768: What Does It Mean to Be Stubborn?

Facing the constantly triggered traps, the disciples of Qingtian Holy Land still fearlessly charged forward straight ahead.

Various lights surrounded their bodies, with defensive talismans and formation disks; needless to say, these holy land disciples are truly filthy rich.

Anyway, the cultivators of the various sects on the city wall had long been eyeing them with envy.

If it were them encountering such a situation, they would probably have been blasted to death on the spot by the sky-full of talismans and formations.

But the disciples of Qingtian Holy Land, relying solely on their life-saving treasures, had forcibly fought their way through.

He looked down at the Qingtian Holy Land disciples below, then glanced at the Dao Yi Sect disciples beside him on the city wall.

The cultivators suddenly felt as if they were watching immortals fight, feeling a sour ache in their hearts.

This had nothing to do with cultivation or combat strength; at the start of this battle, both sides were just burning money.

Whether it was Dao Yi Sect or Qingtian Holy Land, they were desperately consuming their treasures.

Talismans, formations, medicinal pills— which of these doesn't cost money? Which isn't worth a fortune?

But damn, in the hands of these two great sects, it's as if they don't cost anything at all.

Qingtian Holy Land is indeed immensely wealthy, but Dao Yi Sect is no less so in comparison.

Not only these cultivators, but the many scouts who had followed along, watching the battle already begun at Myriad Monster Pass, were all stunned.

«This... this... this... are they fighting with money? »

«Vulgar, they're competing with their foundation. »

«But can Dao Yi Sect outspend Qingtian Holy Land? »

«Hard to say. »

The wealth of the holy land, the foundation of the holy land— that's beyond ordinary people's guess; whether Dao Yi Sect has the ability to match Qingtian Holy Land's foundation is something no one knows.

Anyway, the opening of this battle left everyone dumbfounded; every second was spirit stones burning.

Qingtian Holy Land naturally also saw the current situation, yet they were not at all panicked.

Trying to match the holy land's foundation? That's practically suicide.

The three old ancestors coldly watched the constantly triggered traps below, as numerous disciples continued to bravely charge forward, and they shouted in a cold voice.

«Charge past, break these traps, this battle will surely be victorious. »

«Sure victory. »

«Sure victory. »

In the view of the three old ancestors, as long as they break through Dao Yi Sect's these traps, they won't be able to stir up any waves at all.

A barbarian sect from Dongzhou, aside from using some underhanded tricks that aren't fit for the table, what use could they have?

They simply don't believe that the disciples of Dao Yi Sect could possibly compare to their Qingtian Holy Land disciples.

Therefore, without the traps, Qingtian Holy Land will surely win.

Facing the old ancestors' words, the holy land disciples also surged with mighty vigor, each fearlessly attacking the formations.

«Want to break the formation? You're overthinking it. »

Xu Jie watched the Qingtian Holy Land disciples below; although somewhat unexpected, wanting to charge through the formation is not that easy.

Now it just comes down to which side has more talismans and formation disks.

As for this, Xu Jie and the others are quite confident.

This time they've taken out all of the sect's formation disks and talismans; if they still can't match Qingtian Holy Land, that would be utterly inexplicable.

Qingtian Holy Land surely couldn't have emptied their own treasury, could they?

This is a clash between formations and formations, talismans and talismans.

The Qingtian Holy Land disciples kept advancing, but the further they went, the denser Dao Yi Sect's traps became.

From starting out full of confidence, as time passed, the Qingtian Holy Land disciples all grew somewhat numb.

They didn't even know how many life-saving items they'd consumed, but damn, the traps ahead seemed endless, with no end in sight.

«Just how many formations have these beasts set up? »

«Damn, I haven't even moved a step and I've already triggered ten traps. »

«I'm already at twenty. »

«Twenty traps in one place? »

«Twenty-one, you beasts. »

Just as the words fell, a Qingtian Holy Land disciple's feet lit up with formation light again; seeing this, he was already numb, his mouth twitching, but his movements were practiced as he took out a talisman and used it directly.

I've never seen such a lunatic; in the same spot, they've set up over twenty traps, and who knows if there's an end.

What kind of beast could possibly set up such a crazy formation?

«Damn it, I just don't believe their traps have no limit. »

«It's just a money battle; would my holy land fear you? »

The disciples of Qingtian Holy Land were also stirred to real anger, having been bombarded by traps all the way; anyone would find it hard to swallow this resentment.

Talismans, formation disks— used as if they were free— relying on the frenzied burning of spirit stones, the Qingtian Holy Land disciples continued to advance steadily.

By now they've broken through half; they only need to push through the other half to reach beneath Myriad Monster Pass, at which point what other tricks could Dao Yi Sect have?

With determined eyes they kept charging forward, yet after another stretch of distance, they now were only a few hundred meters from Myriad Monster Pass.

But an extremely embarrassing problem arose: many Qingtian Holy Land disciples had already run out of talismans and formation disks.

«Damn, are there still traps? »

They had already spent all their wealth, yet still couldn't reach beneath Myriad Monster Pass; moreover, the surrounding traps kept being triggered, and judging by their density, it was even worse than before.

For a moment, all the Qingtian Holy Land disciples felt depressed.

Damn, where did Dao Yi Sect get so many talismans and formation disks? Unscientific.

A barbarian sect from Dongzhou, could they really be this rich?

Actually, they never considered a problem; the other four continents are indeed not as prosperous as Zhongzhou.

But on the other hand, competition in Zhongzhou is also greater; while it has abundant resources, there are also many wolves.

Just like Qingtian Holy Land, although it is domineering, it cannot exclusively enjoy all the resources of the entire Zhongzhou Human Race.

Moreover, there are the other two great holy lands, and countless sects below, all wanting a share.

As for Dao Yi Sect, although Dongzhou is somewhat poorer compared to Zhongzhou, Dao Yi Sect dominates Dongzhou.

By gathering all the resources of Dongzhou, Dao Yi Sect is actually not much inferior to Qingtian Holy Land.

Moreover, this time Dao Yi Sect has gone all-in, bringing out the entire sect's Talisman Seals and Formation Disks; having such a result is expected.

Seeing the progress of Qingtian Holy Land's disciples becoming slower and slower, Xu Jie and others on the city wall still didn't forget to add fuel to the fire, speaking with exaggeration.

"Come on, just a little more effort and you'll succeed."

"Exactly, just a few hundred meters left; don't give up."

"Believe me, there are no traps ahead; stride forward."

"You are holy land disciples; how can you give up halfway? This isn't losing face for the holy land."

Facing the mockery of Dao Yi Sect's disciples, the Qingtian Holy Land's disciples gritted their teeth, eyes full of killing intent; this bunch of dog things, really damn unfilial, wait for me.