Chapter 819: Watching from the Sidelines

Xun Jian suddenly turned his head, his expression changing almost entirely; this reaction was extremely abrupt for a Sword Saint, giving Wei Zhangle a start.

What kind of accident could possibly startle Xun Jian? He then turned his head as well, but no matter how he looked, he only saw the vast Void, that gray-white expanse that seemed to have no end, and could discern no other accidents.

Xun Jian's shadow grabbed Zhangle and said, "There are actually other things lurking here, and they seem to be formidable things. I am going to sneak over to take a look, you..." He hesitated for a moment; at a time like this, he could not leave such an important youth behind alone, so he said, "You come with me, we will sneak over quietly. Do not be afraid, I will cover you."

Zhangle gave a start and said, "Shall we sneak over quietly?" Seeing Xun Jian nod, he said with a serious expression, "Then I shall cover you instead."

Xun Jian smiled slightly and said, "Very well, then you try? I will just rush over without any concealment, and you shall provide the cover for me."

There was certainly some risk in doing this, but it was acceptable. He knew Wei Zhangle's identity and abilities, and he also knew that, logically, they should not be discovered. Since Zhangle had volunteered, he was happy to see for himself if this youth was truly that miraculous.

If they were truly discovered—to put it bluntly—there was only one month left. If they could not even hide from accidents in the Void now, then there was no need to speak of anything else, and this plan would have no value, then...

Wei Zhangle would also have no value.

Although it was cruel, at such a critical moment, the world was inherently cruel. Anyone could die, and Xun Jian had already prepared himself to die this time. If Wei Zhangle died now, it would be the same as those waiting for death in the ship's cabins; it would be a pity, but it would have to be so.

Zhangle agreed, feeling somewhat nervous, but actually quite confident. Although a Sword Saint was so powerful that a Sword Hero's Sword Technique usually could not play a role, his goal was different; it was not direct combat. The crazy improvement over these two months could be called extreme. If he could not even conceal a Sword Saint, he should have given up long ago.

These two fellows were not only related to that ambusher, but they were also monitoring the battle in real-time from such a distance.

Even at Xun Jian's speed, they had been advancing for quite a while. This distance had long since exceeded Wei Zhangle's range of perception. He saw the gray-white Void around them constantly receding, and he could no longer use the distance units of the Human World to measure the journey. He thought to himself: Why would there be something this far away? And now that we are separated by such a distance, does it still have anything to do with us?

As he thought this, he immediately saw two black shadows. Just by looking at them once, he felt his hair stand on end, and he was able to answer his own question from just a moment ago:

That kind of fluctuation in communication was the same method the monster over there used to laugh arrogantly. Wei Zhangle had previously thought the monster used Spirit fluctuations to communicate so it could interact effectively with them; it turned out this was their normal way of communicating.

If the other side was losing the battle, what would they do?

Would they enter the field to provide support?

The various Sword Immortals and Sword Saints had finally managed to take down one powerhouse, and just as they breathed a sigh of relief, they discovered two more monsters that were not weak at all—how despairing would that be?

At that moment, Xun Jian moved slightly. His originally human-shaped body quickly dispersed, turning into a gust of wind that wrapped around Wei Zhangle and plunged fiercely into the depths of the Void.

Just as he had anticipated beforehand, the two monsters had no reaction. He had already gotten so close that, before they could say anything, he had already observed one piece of intelligence:

These two monsters likely had a difference in status. The small monster had a higher status than the large monster.

This was convenient; without making a sound, everyone could understand the meaning. It was convenient for their daily communication, and it was also convenient for Wei Zhangle and the others to eavesdrop.

In terms of volume, these two monsters were actually not as large as the monster attacking the ship, but Wei Zhangle intuitively felt that they were not only not weak, but perhaps even stronger than the one over there.

Not to mention that after having a common external enemy, they would share a common hatred; the Human World had never lacked those kinds of Demonic Sect things either.

One of the monsters was smaller than the other, its physique even appearing somewhat delicate by comparison, only about the height of a standard two-story building. But the blister on top of that monster was two sizes larger than the other, and several times larger than the one that had attacked. In proportion to the monster, it no longer looked like a blister, but rather like an extra half-transparent head growing on top of its head.

Xun Jian's speed of travel was extremely fast. In the past, he had once crossed the Void with his physical body to reach and observe the situation of the invading world; his speed could be said to be no less than that Great Ship. Wei Zhangle only felt great discomfort and waves of dizziness, but he could only endure it and use his Sword Technique, keeping Xun Jian and himself in a state of absolute Disappearance.

It had something to do with them!

In the depths of the Void, there were two large Shadows. Upon closer inspection, one could see they were multicolored and uniquely shaped. At a glance, it was obvious they were the same kind of existence as the monster attacking the Great Ship!

Such monsters, and at such a close distance, there were actually two of them!

Xun Jian wanting him to come over was naturally to gather intelligence, so they had to be close enough. Zhangle channeled his Sword Technique, heading almost brazenly straight for the two monsters' heads.

"This piece of trash, being beaten by a group of insects."

At this moment, the small monster suddenly emitted a Spirit fluctuation.

The large monster was lagging a bit behind while observing the screen, not just because of the size difference, but more importantly, it seemed to be afraid to get too close to the small one.

Right now, these two fellows definitely had not discovered Wei Zhangle and the others. Zhangle said without hesitation, "We can." Then, wrapped in the wind, he continued to approach.

Xun Jian's voice remained steady as he said, "Do not be afraid. These two fellows are completely out of a combat-ready state; they are very relaxed and stable. While it is possible they do not take us seriously, it is more likely they have no intention of attacking. They are of the same kind, but they are not necessarily companions."

Zhangle felt a bit of despair. At this time, Xun Jian said in his ear, "Can you get any closer?"

Zhangle easily understood the meaning of these words: Are people necessarily friends with other people? What about Heavenly Demons and other Heavenly Demons? In a broad sense, what about people in the same trench and Heavenly Demons?

In front of that miniature monster, there was also a multicolored mirror surface. Although there was a color difference, it undoubtedly displayed the situation on the battlefield over there. At the very least, that massive Shadow was visible at a glance, and the Sword Immortals and Sword Saints fighting alongside it were also flickering on the screen.

This wave, it was a win-win.

"It has always been like this, completely unable to attack or fight, only knowing how to eat talent and grow its own body larger and larger. It doesn't even know how to refine itself; it is big and useless, simply vulnerable to a single blow."

Zhangle gritted his teeth: As expected, the ones that came out to attack were not only not the official forces of that world, but perhaps not even the top powerhouses.

However, was the talk of "trash" just an insult? It wasn't real, was it?

The human powerhouses over there were still in a bitter fight.

That massive monster expressed disdain, then added, "But this time it shouldn't lose. The ones attacking are merely ants. They couldn't see through the secret of our race's body-protection at the beginning and sent too much power. Now the power gap is even larger; they definitely won't be able to turn it around. Today, these nutrients belong to it."

"Not necessarily," the small one said. "If those insects are as stupid as it is, then they can only wait for death. But if they aren't stupid to the core, they will discover that this idiot has a fatal weakness. I think..."

It had just said this when the screen in front of them lit up!

It was Xun Jian... Xun Jian's main body had accumulated enough power and unleashed that strike!

On the screen, that strike, which gathered the strongest power of the Immortals and Saints, had become blurry and distant, only a shadow. But Zhangle still felt the power of that strike; it was a ferocity that struck directly at the soul!

In that instant, the entire screen turned snow-white and shook violently, as if that world-destroying power could sweep through the screen.

Wei Zhangle could not help but turn his head back; behind him was the vast Void, and he could not see that glorious strike.

The Void was too large; even if human effort were exhausted, it seemed difficult to shake it in the slightest.

But now there was no need to shake it, as long as the enemy was eliminated.

The four—two bright and two dark—saw this brilliant scene and fell silent, just staring intently at the vibrating screen without a word. They were silent at the same time, and the Void seemed exceptionally cold and lonely.

It seemed to have been a very long time, but the other side of the screen finally calmed down.

Zhangle couldn't wait to stretch his head to look. The first thing he saw in the calmed Void was still the huge monster's figure.

However...

"It's broken!"

Whether it was the monster or Wei Zhangle, both knew where the key lay. Together, they looked at the blister on top at the very first moment.

That blister had broken!

Xun Jian's wind-like Sword Qi had completely sliced through the outer defenses and the body's shell of the blister, cutting off that brain-like tissue directly. Now, that blister truly looked like a popped blister, and it was leaking pus forward.

Wei Zhangle could not help but want to remind them to watch out for that creature escaping in liquid form, but it proved once again that he was overthinking. Those present were all experienced powerhouses; how could they need him to remind them? Several streaks of Sword Light and divine martial power had already rushed up, smashing that liquid into nothingness, not leaving a single cell behind.

In this way, the "center" of that monster has "very likely" already been destroyed. Although the monster is still firmly coiled around the Great Ship right now, in essence, it is already a piece of trash that has fallen from the sky; it only needs a garbage truck to shovel it away, and it can be back in action.

Victory is in sight!

"Eh? That piece of trash is actually gone."

That bulky monster said in surprise; one could not hear sadness or anger in its tone, and there was not actually that much surprise either, more so gloating.

"Trash is trash, exposing its own weakness to the outside and getting hit at the key point. Mostly, it was just underestimating the enemy."

"How about it? Shall we go take over that trophy?"

"There is nothing to take over; these fellows are too scrawny, and absorbing them won't improve my Imperial Body much. Compared to the feast a month from now, the one that came today doesn't even count as a snack. The Imperial Body left behind by that piece of trash is actually somewhat useful, though."

"Then shall we go over?"

"Let's go over. We can just eat a couple of bites to tide us over."

Almost in an instant, the two monsters made a decision that would almost determine the fate of a ship, and immediately after, their massive, multicolored bodies dove into the Void as if diving into water.

"Emperor!"

"We are going back too." Xun Jian was still relatively calm, "Perhaps... it is time to prepare to enter the field."