Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2421: 209: The Attack Arrives (Part 2)
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With a flicker of surprise, he swiveled his head, catching a low, muffled tone drifting from the depths of the main hall:
“It’s for you.”
Hearing those words, Wang Ba wasted no time stowing the Dao Treasure away, then cupped his fists toward the Master of Quiet Cave's direction before making a smooth exit.
As Wang Ba's figure faded into the distance, Xuan Yuanzi couldn't shake off a twinge of reluctance.
Such a fated meeting amid the endless Realm Sea, yet after this parting, who could say when their paths might cross once more—or if this goodbye might be forever...
This thought weighing on him, he spun back around, bowing with respect laced with uncertainty toward the Master of Quiet Cave:
“Master, a clash between the Supreme True Buddha and our Quiet Cave looms unavoidable in the near future. Why hold back from aiding him at this juncture?”
From inside the main hall, the Master of Quiet Cave's voice resounded:
“He lacks... enough influence right now.”
Xuan Yuanzi paused in slight shock, then lapsed into quiet contemplation.
…
Zhang’s Ruins.
Across the massive humanoid continent, streams of radiance rose into the air, upholding a barrier that shimmered like flawless glaze.
Beyond this see-through barrier, ghostly silhouettes of monks lingered in the emptiness, peering down at the array beneath, while inside, Zhang’s Ruins cultivators bristled with wariness, dread, and alarm.
Every monk's countenance bore grave solemnity, their aura radiating unyielding righteousness.
These monks encircled Zhang’s Ruins entirely, subtly weaving into a deep-seated Array, but they held back from striking, as though anticipating some crucial event.
Before the Yin Ruins Arena.
Cheng Lianzi faced Yin Penglai obstructing his path, his features etched with gravity, Dao Domain unfurled, and he barked in icy tones:
“Get out of my way at once—I demand to meet the Ruins Master!”
Trailing Cheng Lianzi were heads of various factions, like the Yutang Mansion Master and Longcong Prefecture Master, their faces twisted in urgency right then.
The Golden Water Port Master, Fan Fenglei, and Master of Illusion Sky Realm likewise positioned themselves rigidly nearby, not aligning with Cheng Lianzi yet all fixated intently on Yin Penglai.
Beneath the scrutiny of numerous mid-stage Crossing Tribulation experts, Yin Penglai's nerves frayed despite his efforts to steady himself, and he declared firmly:
“No entry to the Taoist Field without the Ruins Master’s approval!”
Cheng Lianzi replied with chill indifference:
“In times of crisis, rules bend! With the Supreme True Buddha bearing down on us, you're still hung up on protocols? Move aside now—I need to see the Ruins Master! If not, Zhang’s Ruins falls!”
While uttering this, Cheng Lianzi's impatience surged, his hand lunging to seize Yin Penglai.
Suddenly, a silhouette emerged from the Taoist Field's interior, positioning itself protectively before Yin Penglai with a fierce glare, and growled softly:
“Cheng Lianzi, just what do you think you're doing?!”
Cheng Lianzi pulled back his grasp, his visage clouding over, shooting a glance at the interloper before scoffing lowly:
“Yin Tianzhi, perfect timing—escort me to the Ruins Master without delay!”
Yin Tianzhi offered no reply, countering sharply instead:
“And why should I? The Ruins Master knows full well what's unfolding outside; what use is a meeting now? Got some strategy to drive back the invaders?”
Cheng Lianzi's features tightened briefly:
“No strategy to repel them from me, but with danger closing in, the Ruins Master—as Zhang’s Ruins' guiding force—stays absent. What will the lower cultivators make of that?”
“Morale crumbling like this, how do we possibly hold against the Supreme True Buddha's onslaught? Besides, their advance is relentless; survival's no sure thing. If the Ruins Master steps up to confer with us now, and resistance fails, we can still escape. Delay further, and when those Great Bodhisattvas from the Supreme True Buddha descend, flight becomes impossible.”
With those words, the cultivators aligned with Cheng Lianzi chimed in as well:
“Right, Brother Yin, the Ruins Master's absence sows doubt—how can we stay composed? Urge him to emerge soon and quell the unrest; division spells defeat in battle.”
“Precisely, even deep in secluded cultivation, at this pivotal hour, shouldn't he at least show himself?”
The voices swelled in agreement.
At this, Yin Tianzhi's expression hardened, his eyes flicking toward the mute Fan Fenglei and the stern-faced Master of Illusion Sky Realm, a heaviness settling in his chest, though his tone rang firm and resolute:
“The Ruins Master anticipated this very crisis. He's in cultivation now, and no issue, however pressing, can interrupt!”
Cheng Lianzi's gaze sharpened at the words, darting beyond Yin Tianzhi to the Yin Ruins Arena in the background, suspicion dawning as he creased his brow.
The Longcong Prefecture Master and Yutang Mansion Master caught the hint too.
Their stares turned piercing as they fixed on Yin Tianzhi and uttered coldly:
“Lacking the Ruins Master, holding off the Supreme True Buddha is hopeless… Yin Tianzhi, are you perhaps the Supreme True Buddha's mole, scheming to cut off the Ruins Master?”
Yin Tianzhi's face shadowed instantly, but he held his retort, instead glaring icily at the agitated group ahead and snapped:
“Enemy at the threshold, and you lot plan to storm the Taoist Field?”
The Longcong Prefecture Master's conviction deepened, his demeanor unyielding as he declared:
“Refuse to yield, and I'll shatter the Yin Ruins Arena this instant! Upon facing the Ruins Master, I'll beg his forgiveness!”
These declarations hung heavy, instantly charging the air outside the Taoist Field with tension; hostility crackled, on the verge of erupting!
Right then, a silver-maned form glided soundlessly from the Taoist Field behind Yin Tianzhi.
Petite and wiry, shrouded in fur, it was none other than the Wu Monkey King.
Spotting this primate, the Longcong Prefecture Master—who'd moments ago challenged Yin Tianzhi—froze in mild astonishment, clearly taken aback.