Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2569: 258: Assembly_4
Previously on Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant...
“Taoist Friend Taiyi, many are about to reach their limit!”
Urgently, Xiahou Demon declared.
Wang Ba's face shifted faintly, prompting him to whirl around toward Kong Zen without delay.
Sensing Wang Ba's intent while brandishing the True Void Staff, Kong Zen acted decisively, sweeping his hand wide!
In an instant, a throng of monks shot forth from within his sleeve.
Heading the group stood a monk robed in gray.
Numerous surrounding cultivators jolted at the sight, swiftly pinpointing his identity amid waves of shock and rage:
“Northern Great Bodhisattva?!”
Shifting their stares to the rest, further astonishment surged among them:
“Wisdom Truth, Wisdom Scripture, Wisdom Longevity Bodhisattva…”
Captured by True Man Taiyi, Wisdom Truth—deemed the pinnacle among the Supreme True Buddha lineage's ten Bodhisattvas—sparked the legendary battle that propelled Taiyi to glory.
Yet now, these monks emerged with composed demeanors, their expressions subtly altered from past encounters, though the observers couldn't quite pinpoint the difference.
Kong Zen hastily assured them:
“Rest easy, fellow Daoists; the Supreme True Buddha's secret art once warped their natures, but I've now dispelled it, restoring their original selves!”
The cultivators froze in stunned silence upon hearing this.
Right away, Northern Great Bodhisattva, Wisdom Truth Bodhisattva, and the others offered solemn bows to True Man Taiyi and Kong Zen:
“Our gratitude, Taoist Friends, for your deliverance.”
With those words, these dozens of mid-to-late Crossing Tribulation powerhouses split into six groups, seamlessly integrating into the Great Array supporting the six Mahayana experts as vital contributors.
This influx revitalized the weary cultivators who had been on the brink.
Still, Wang Ba's countenance remained grim.
The current crisis resembled dousing flames with fuel; the blaze only raged fiercer with more timber.
Extra cultivators bolstering the effort merely swelled the vortex larger, amplifying its pull and demanding yet more reinforcements, which in turn accelerated the vortex's growth...
Victory hinged on which side buckled first: Duanhai Cliff or the assembled cultivators; endurance would claim the win.
Yet Wang Ba's assessments pointed to the cultivators faltering first.
True enough, mere breaths passed before the high wall's vortex ballooned anew, swelling from pond to lake in size.
The void's growth doubled the devouring force!
Within the six Arrays, the Primordial Spirits and Dao Domains hovering over each Unification cultivator's head winked out one after another at an alarming, visible pace…
“This won't do!”
While tirelessly sustaining the participants, Lady Hua monitored everyone's condition closely.
As the suction intensified, her swift countermeasures came too late, forcing her to witness figures dissolving soundlessly right before her.
“They're all on the verge of collapse!”
Lady Hua urgently messaged this to Wang Ba.
Wang Ba's spirits plummeted, even as he pondered next moves.
Nearly at the same instant.
Bai Lechan appeared to catch some signal, his features twisting sharply as he shot a transmission to Wang Ba:
“Tianshang has arrived!”
“Already?!”
Wang Ba's look darkened, firing back swiftly:
“How much time?”
But prior to Bai Lechan's answer, Wang Ba detected it too, his head snapping instinctively in that direction.
Gazing afar, though Tianshang Buddha's form eluded sight, an overwhelming dread crushed his chest like thunderheads massing for a tempest!
Sandwiched between Duanhai Cliff's monstrous draw ahead and the looming advent of the dread foe Tianshang Buddha, Wang Ba's heart plunged deeper.
In that very moment.
A voice from afar pierced Wang Ba's ears:
“True Man Taiyi, our delay begs your pardon!”
That vaguely familiar tone made Wang Ba pivot instinctively.
Streaks of light atop premium Flying Dao Treasures hurtled nearer from the horizon!
Within heartbeats, they touched down amid the group, disgorging hundreds of cultivator silhouettes from the vessels.
A handful pressed ahead, beaming salutes at Wang Ba.
Wang Ba blinked in surprise before recognition dawned, joy lighting his face:
“True Man Ba, True Man Nie!”
“It's you all!”
These were the Crossing Tribulation experts who once journeyed alongside Wang Ba to aid Cloud Sky Realm.
“Haha, word of True Man Taiyi's broad summons reached us, so we crashed the gathering—hope it doesn't bother you!”
True Man Ba and True Man Nie chuckled heartily, then promptly wove into the Arrays backing the six Mahayana powerhouses.
The fading Arrays flared brilliantly once more!
Thanks to the cultivators' relentless efforts, the vortex swelled once again, the ripples extended over a broader expanse, and in a flash, the foundation of a vast lake began to form.
The suction force surged immediately!
“There still aren’t enough cultivators!”
A rare sense of urgency stirred in Wang Ba’s heart!
In the next instant, he sensed something and couldn’t help turning his gaze to the far side of the Great Realm.
A terrifying black torrent was hurtling toward them at breakneck speed!
Faintly discernible within the black torrent was an enormous figure enthroned aloft, exuding majesty and striking handsomeness.
Catching sight of the black torrent and that towering figure, Wang Ba froze for a moment before joy lit up his face:
“Master of Quiet Cave!?”
“Finally arrived!”
“Not long since we last met, my Taoist Friend?”
The colossal figure rose gradually, as Xuan Yuanzi—clad in cultivator robes—stood nearby with a smile, addressing him from afar.
In this Realm Sea, the ruler among Innate Divine Demons had at last appeared, commanding a massive army of World Eaters!