Chapter 1245: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 1245: Stalemate!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

"What they need to do is eliminate as many competitors as possible before entering!"

"Whether it's other Demon Gods or us human cultivators!"

"Whoever is eliminated first loses the qualification to enter the Eternal Silence Ancient Hall!"

Luo Qinghan scanned the entire battlefield once more.

The human camp on the defense line was undergoing a new rotation.

Injured cultivators were replaced to the rear to rest and recuperate.

Cultivators in relatively good condition took the front line.

Over sixty people, though from different factions and star domains, had developed a basic tacit understanding in this battle.

As for the opposing Demon God camp, it still looked loose.

Over twenty Demon Gods each occupied a region.

Between them was a considerable distance.

Several of the Demon Gods were clearly injured, appearing out of place.

"Elder Chu!"

Luo Qinghan withdrew his gaze, turned to Chu Hong, and asked, "You've been stuck here for so long—do you have any specific battle reports accumulated on hand?"

For example, each Demon God's attack habits, injuries, law attributes, and whether there are any grudges or conflicts between them?"

"The more detailed, the better!"

Hearing this, Chu Hong hurriedly took out a jade slip from his storage bag and handed it over: "Yes, it's all here."

"Every time I fight a battle, I have my disciple record it once."

"Over twenty Demon Gods, each one's performance is recorded on this."

"I dare not say it's very precise, but at least there's a general idea."

Luo Qinghan took the jade slip, probed his divine sense into it and quickly scanned it, then handed the jade slip to Xu Zhangqing.

Xu Zhangqing took it and looked; the records in the jade slip were quite rich.

Each Demon God's physical characteristics, appearance details, demonic technique types, attack intensity, injury changes, even a brief internal strife that occurred between Demon Gods—all were recorded.

The cause of that internal strife was that one Demon God, while attacking the human cultivators' defense line, took the opportunity to approach another Demon God's territory.

Both sides erupted in a small-scale collision on the spot; although they didn't really fight, the hostility between them was no longer concealed.

Xu Zhangqing handed the jade slip to Baili Hong, then analyzed: "These Demon Gods are not a monolith; for now, they rely entirely on the leading Demon God Wan Tong to hold the field."

Other Demon Gods are willing to obey his command, partly because his strength indeed suppresses them, and partly because the Eternal Silence Ancient Hall has not yet appeared.

Once the rift expands and the Eternal Silence Ancient Hall appears, Demon God Wan Tong's restraining power will likely be greatly reduced.

By then, internal strife among the Demon Gods will be inevitable!"

After reading the content in the jade slip, Baili Hong asked: "Are we waiting for them to fight among themselves?"

"Not waiting, but creating opportunities."

Xu Zhangqing shook his head: "Waiting for them to fight among themselves is a bit too passive."

"The Eternal Night Ruins won't let us keep waiting."

"When the rift opens isn't up to us."

"The best method is, before the rift opens next time, to actively create a conflict sufficient to break the balance among the Demon Gods."

"As long as one Demon God strikes first, the others will have to follow."

"And once they follow, their vigilance and suspicion will plunge the whole situation into a melee."

"By then, the human cultivators can instead take advantage of the chaos to rush through the defense line, straight for the Ten Thousand Dao Spirit Tree and the rift below."

"Of course, running away is also an option."

After listening, Chu Hong's eyes flashed: "Is there a specific tactic or plan?"

Xu Zhangqing did not answer, but recalled that record about Demon God Wan Tong.

Demon God Wan Tong rarely participated in attacks.

The only time he acted was because a Demon God tried to approach the Ten Thousand Dao Spirit Tree.

When he acted, the myriad eyes around him all glowed at once.

The irradiated area's law disorder instantly increased severalfold.

The Demon God struck was directly blown apart by demonic technique backlash and has not recovered until now.

Seeing everyone fall into silence, Xu Zhangqing then spoke: "For now, if we can force Demon God Wan Tong to act, this so-called Demon God Hunting Ground will collapse without attack."

"But the problem is, how to force him?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around him frowned or shook their heads.

In the Wai Jie, such an awkward situation would almost be impossible.

After all, Luo Qinghan is a Transcendence Path powerhouse of the Mahayana Stage.

However, this place is different; the Eternal Night Ruins' malice toward all living beings is too great.

Laws, Dao rhythms, cultivation levels—the longer one stays, the greater the suppressive effect.

Xu Zhangqing looked at the opposing Demon God camp and analyzed: "The jade slip records very clearly that Demon God Wan Tong's only time acting was because a Demon God tried to approach the Ten Thousand Dao Spirit Tree."

"That is to say, his core interest is only one: he does not allow any existence to be closer to the entrance of the Eternal Silence Ancient Hall than himself."

Other Demon Gods besieged the human cultivators' defense line, and after all that fuss, He didn't even move.

This shows that ordinary provocations are meaningless to Him.

Unless we truly threaten His exclusive control over the rift, Demon God Wan Tong absolutely will not easily take action.

The Eternal Night Ruins not only suppress human cultivators; demons are likewise suppressed.

Luo Qinghan took up the thread, saying in a deep voice: "But to achieve this, relying on just the few of us is not enough.

Those Demon Gods, though mutually suspicious, each possess over ten thousand years of Dao Xing.

Singling out any one, I and Junior Brother Baili can both handle it.

Three or five attacking together, we can also hold out.

But to break through the blockade of twenty-odd Demon Gods and charge straight at the Myriad Dao Spirit Tree, the success rate is too low.

Demon God Wan Tong doesn't even need to act personally; just the joint interception of the other Demon Gods is enough to give us a hard time."

"Tsk~"

Baili Hong, embracing the Great Knife, clicked his tongue: "That's what I'm saying, we can only wait idly?"

At this moment, a thought flashed through Xu Zhangqing's mind.

Seven hundred years ago, he had an appointment battle with Kong Fang.

At that time, Kong Fang already possessed the Dao Xing of a Ten Thousand Year Demon God, controlling Seven-Colored Demonic Light.

Given the other party's strength and pride, he absolutely would not miss the Yong Ji Gu Dian.

Yet strangely, among the twenty-odd Demon Gods in this Yao Shen Lie Chang, not a single one is Kong Fang.

Is he not here?

Or did he not enter the Eternal Night Ruins?

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In the time that followed, the battlefield fell into a strange calm.

The Demon God camp did not launch a new round of attacks; all Demon Gods crouched on their own territories.

The distance between them even widened further compared to before.

Demon God Wan Tong lay like a silent statue beside the Myriad Dao Spirit Tree, his whole body emitting a heart-palpitating aura.

On the human cultivators' side, they too were seizing the time to recuperate.

Besides the Qianji Valley disciples Chu Hong brought, the leading cultivators of several other forces also came one after another to pay respects to Luo Qinghan and the others, each with an extraordinarily eager attitude.

Especially the few cultivators from the Floating World Four Domains, looking at the Beidou Xianfu people with eyes that simply looked like they were seeing saviors.

A tall, thin Loose Cultivator was even willing to contribute all three remaining Pill Grade Premium Pills in his Storage Bag for everyone to supplement their magic power.

Even after being refused by Luo Qinghan he didn't give up, insistently stuffing them into Chu Xinran's hands before he would leave!