Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8733: Attack (1)

Zhao Hai brought all the restrained individuals onto the platform. He then addressed the gathered crowd, his voice resonating with solemnity. "For diverse reasons, they chose to yield to the Shadow Realm. While they may appear to continue their cultivation and pursuit of immortality on the surface, I assure you, they have forfeited any genuine chance. They've lost the very essence that drives cultivators: their dignity. Without dignity, they are no more than inert mud. Their continued existence is a testament to their severed path to immortality."

Zhao Hai paused, letting his words sink in. "We cultivators strive against the heavens themselves for a higher cultivation. We honor our masters, but this does not mean we abandon all for the sake of immortality. We must live with pride. What is the point of eternal life if one has no self-respect? It might be easy to surrender once, but regaining your core essence, Qi, and spirit becomes an arduous, perhaps impossible, task."

He then fixed his gaze upon the disgraced individuals. "They are no longer worthy of the cultivator's path. What's more, they plotted to poison us today. Therefore, they must perish." Without further hesitation, Zhao Hai made a sweeping gesture, ending their lives swiftly.

After this grim task, Zhao Hai turned his attention back to the remaining assembly. "Today, we fight for our dignity. For the honor of all cultivators, we shall make the Shadow Realm understand that this is the Blood Sea Realm, our sacred territory. Their intrusion is unwelcome, and they must depart. Regardless of their strength, this is our land, and our command to leave must be obeyed." With his declaration, Zhao Hai ascended into the air, leaving everyone to wonder at his next move.

Zhao Hai soared aloft. A crimson rune materialized in his palm. "I've always claimed a way to counter the Shadow Realm's gray fog, yet none believed me. Today, I will demonstrate that their fog is mere child's play." He then flung the rune outward, where it vanished into the depths of the blood sea.

Watching the rune disappear, Zhao Hai declared, "The Shadow Realm made a grave error. They should never have employed their gray fog against us. They presumed its potency, oblivious to the abundance of one element within our Blood Sea Realm: fog. Specifically, blood fog. Our realm is awash in a sea of blood fog, a force far exceeding their meager gray mist. They dared to challenge us with it? Now, I shall unleash the full might of our Blood Sea Realm's mist upon them." As his words faded, the placid blood sea began to churn violently, capturing everyone's rapt attention.

Suddenly, the ground beneath their feet vanished. They found themselves suspended in mid-air, the vine-constructed building gone. Swiftly regaining their composure, they beheld an unforgettable sight: colossal figures, each towering a thousand meters, emerged from the blood sea, formed entirely of blood mist. These colossal entities coalesced, transforming into an immense expanse of blood fog that enveloped Spiritual Array Island, leaving everyone feeling utterly surrounded.

As the crimson mist closed in, they felt a strange solidity materialize beneath their feet. To their astonishment, they could stand upon the blood mist without expending any Dharma power, igniting a spark of excitement within them.

At this moment, the surrounding crimson mist dissipated, granting them clear visibility. They found themselves adrift in an unimaginably vast ocean of red mist. Yet, a peculiar phenomenon occurred: they could perceive the world outside the mist as if it were transparent, a baffling yet undeniable reality.

Zhao Hai stood before the assembled group, announcing, "It is time for our assault. Disregard the gray fog; we cannot directly confront the forces of the Shadow Realm just yet. I shall first utilize the blood fog to dismantle their gray fog. At that juncture, the Shadow Realm's forces will have no recourse but to emerge and engage us. We will then deal with them. Let us proceed." With a wave of his hand, Zhao Hai mobilized the crimson mist beneath their feet. The mist surged forward independently, carrying them as they stood upon it, obviating any need for personal propulsion. This spectacle ignited their exhilaration, their gazes fixed on the scarlet vapor beneath them with newfound conviction. They now truly believed Zhao Hai would lead them to victory against the Shadow Realm inhabitants, especially since he possessed such a formidable blood fog artifact. This artifact, they surmised at a glance, was not only equal to the opposing gray fog magic tool but potentially superior. What reason remained for apprehension?

At this precise moment, an imposing barrier constructed from blood fog materialized outside the prevalent gray fog emanating from the Shadow Realm. This blood fog wall meticulously encircled the entirety of the gray fog expanse. The domain shrouded by the gray fog was vast, encompassing an area roughly twenty times that of the original Corpse Demon Sect. The astonishment grew considering such an extensive gray fog region was entirely encompassed by this crimson barrier. It begged the question: precisely how immense was the area Zhao Hai could command with his blood fog?

Indeed, the dominion Zhao Hai could master was exceptionally broad. He had exerted his full might on this occasion, resulting in the complete encirclement of the entire Shadow Realm's gray fog. This significant development drew the immediate attention of the Shadow Realm's personnel, most notably King Bei Wei. He perceived this alteration almost instantaneously.

This gray fog was, in essence, his personal magic weapon, a tool he had wielded for countless years. Although its expanded area had somewhat diminished the ease of his control, he could still perceive the surrounding environment through its ethereal medium. Consequently, he was alerted to the environmental shifts at the very first opportunity.

He observed that the walls enclosing the gray fog possessed considerable potency, directly enfolding the gray fog within their embrace. More astonishingly, the blood fog situated beneath the gray fog appeared to be under deliberate control and had already commenced its assault upon the gray fog itself.

Upon detecting this unfolding situation, King Bei Wei could no longer remain passive within his grand hall. He promptly exited the hall and positioned himself outside, surveying his surroundings with a decidedly grim expression. It was common knowledge that his primary advantage in this invasion of the Blood Sea Realm was his Fog World. Should this Fog World be compromised, he would be utterly bereft of means to contend with the Blood Sea Realm.

In actuality, not solely within the Blood Sea Realm but even within the Shadow Realm itself, his Fog World enjoyed a fearsome reputation. When coupled with the coordinated assault of his legions, it rendered them virtually indomitable. Even seasoned experts would find it exceedingly difficult to repel such combined onslaughts. This formidable capability was precisely the reason for his ascension to the position of King of Bei Wei at such a tender age.

However, he had never anticipated encountering such a predicament upon reaching the Blood Sea Realm. The enemy possessed the capability to counter fog with fog, and the sheer volume of fog they commanded appeared to exceed his own. How could he not be taken aback? If his Fog World were truly breached, his offensive capabilities would diminish by more than half—an outcome utterly unacceptable to him.

At this juncture, a voice suddenly resonated, "What is amiss, Xiao Bei? What has transpired?" This was the voice of King Nan Wei, who had also emerged at the entrance of the main hall. However, being situated within the gray fog, which was not his own artifact, he lacked awareness of the events unfolding beyond its confines, prompting his inquiry.

King Bei Wei shook his head. "It is nothing, do not concern yourself. The Blood Sea Realm forces are retaliating. I truly did not anticipate them possessing such audacity to fight back." King Bei Wei, a man who greatly valued his reputation, deliberately omitted the precarious situation he found himself in, merely stating that the Blood Sea Realm's forces were fighting back.

Nevertheless, King Nan Wei possessed a degree of insight into his companion's character. He was acutely aware that if it were merely a retaliatory action by a Blood Sea Realm individual, King Bei Wei would certainly not display such evident agitation. Therefore, he regarded King Bei Wei and stated, "Xiao Bei, this is a mission of paramount importance. You must inform me of any significant developments. Should we falter, we shall both bear the responsibility. I trust you comprehend the gravity of this situation."

The King of Northern Wei gazed at the King of Southern Wei, his voice deep, "Old man Nan, do not interfere with my affairs. I am aware of my actions. This is my domain; cease your meddling and agitation." With that, he averted his gaze from King Nanwei, producing a jade-handled artifact resembling an array disc. Upon it was depicted a beast – the Mirage beast, a legendary divine creature capable of conjuring illusions and manipulating fog.

Upon hearing the King of Northern Wei's retort, the Lord of Southern Wei's expression shifted subtly. Though possessing a generally amiable disposition, the Northern King's insolence prevented him from maintaining his composure. After all, their statuses were equal. He might yield for the collective interests of the five Lords, but this did not equate to fear of the Northern King. Thus, the Northern Lord's current words painted an unfavorable picture on his countenance.

Yet, the Beiwei Lord had no time to ponder the Southern King's thoughts. He was fully occupied contending with the blood mist, which had initiated a comprehensive assault. The attack, however, was peculiar; it eschewed conventional methods, opting instead for a slow, rotational movement. The entirety of the blood mist began to spin, as if guided by an immense, unseen hand. As it whirled, the mist gradually enveloped the gray vapor, and soon, even the sky not yet touched was consumed. This perplexing turn of events was entirely beyond the Beiwei King's comprehension. He struggled to fathom the nature of the impending attack.