But even so many of the top experts in the Sifang Realm could not defeat the deputy master of Tianzong who was controlled by the desolate beast, and this was based on the fact that the desolate beast could not fully control the deputy master.
"Start fighting as soon as you get up. Ye Chen and the others won't be able to hold on for you for long."
Order could tell at a glance that the situation in the battle was unfavorable.
It was about stalling for time, but Wumu and his team were at full strength as soon as they came up, using all their special spells. However, they were unable to defeat the deputy sect leader. According to order, these people could not even take half an hour.
Can't even hold it up.
"You think too highly of them. They are not fighting to the death. Once there is an upward trend, their morale will definitely fluctuate."
Ye Chen said helplessly.
If it is a deadly battle regardless of casualties, let alone half an hour, let alone an hour.
But after their emotions fluctuated and their morale was affected, they would be disintegrated from within. Therefore, in Ye Chen's view, it was impossible for them to buy themselves half an hour.
As for Huo Bane, with the help of Ye Chen's Ring of Hope, he was quickly merging into the skeleton.
This process is very difficult and painful, especially for Huo Plague. It has never been as painful as it is today in this life.
Huo Bing's miserable howl kept sounding, and the skeleton's own strength kept repelling his soul, while Ye Chen's Ring of Hope kept pushing him. The impact of the collision of forces made Huo Bing feel as if his soul was being torn apart.
General, excruciating pain.
It can make a second-level powerhouse in the True Dao Realm unbearable, so one can imagine the extent of the pain.
Compared to the pain of Fire Plague, that was the real test for Ye Chen! Whether it was technical or psychological pressure, nothing could be compared to Fire Plague.
To put it bluntly, the difficulty of returning the controller to someone else will leave them helpless.
In the Sifang Realm, only Ye Chen has the ability to do this.
"This is because you have raised your cultivation level to such a high level. If you had done this with your previous five thousand level cultivation level, you would probably have exhausted your energy by now."
Order said.
"Please say something nice."
Ye Chen's head was covered with black lines, which was good. When Ye Chen said this, Order just kept silent.
The reason why Order never said anything nice when Ye Chen was doing things was to let Ye Chen know the worst outcome of doing this thing, so that Ye Chen could be mentally prepared in advance so as not to be carried away by desire.
Ahhhh!!!
While Ye Chen was pouring his whole body to help the fire plague fuse with the bones, a shrill scream made Ye Chen slightly distracted.
It was such a momentary distraction and the imbalance of energy in the Ring of Hope that caused Huo Plague to endure even more severe pain.
"Stabilize your consciousness! This is just the beginning! Let me tell you, this is a skeleton at the pinnacle level of the True Dao Realm! This is a rare opportunity for you!"
Ye Chen roared.
Until now, only desire and greed have been able to arouse Huo Plague's competitive spirit.
Sure enough, under the stimulation of greedy desire, Fire Plague became very angry, roaring and fighting against the energy of the bones.
And in this fusion, Huo Plague's own level of soul energy couldn't help at all.
All he needs is will! Only a firm and immortal will can defeat the energy of this skeleton, and Ye Chen will do the rest on his behalf...
The scream before was uttered by a strong man from the True Dao Realm of Tianzong. He was picked on by the persimmon. As the weakest True Dao Realm among the people present, he was caught red-handed by the deputy sect leader.
The black bell's power shattered his body, and his soul was captured by the deputy sect master's soul spell, which instantly defeated his will and enslaved him.
Even among the practitioners present, except for those at the fourth level of the Ebony True Dao Realm, the other practitioners are all at the third level, but the gap between the three levels is not small.
The latter was enslaved by the wild beast, but without exerting any fighting power, he was killed by the three other strong men closest to him.
Just as Ye Chen feared, there were casualties not long after the battle, and their souls were almost instantly enslaved, which put other practitioners under tremendous psychological pressure.
They may be able to accept death, but the most terrifying thing is that the soul cannot be freed and is destroyed. There is no worse end than the soul being enslaved by the enemy.
"Don't fall for the desolate beast's trick! He is dividing us from within!"
Ebony's voice sounded in the hearts of all practitioners, and this also made Ebony feel even more stressed.
According to Tianzong's records, the wild beasts are a violent race, and their fighting style is head-on confrontation. They rarely pay attention to strategy, and even when they deploy tactics, they are not very clever.
But now they are starting to use scheming tactics against them, which makes Wu Mu suspect that during the long seal of hundreds or even millions of years, the very ancient race of desolate beasts has evolved!
The battle is still fierce, and they are still able to stabilize the situation. However, as time goes by, the energy is quickly depleted and cannot be replenished quickly, and defeat is only a matter of time.
Soon there were casualties among Wu Mu and his group. Two practitioners were seriously injured by the Black Minzhong. Although they were not dead for the time being, they were seriously injured and screamed in pain when the power of the Taoist weapon collided in their bodies. They were undoubtedly injured again.
This caused other practitioners to suffer a blow.
Wu Mu had no choice but to kill those two people first. In order to prevent their souls from being enslaved, he also annihilated their souls.
Ebony shows other strong men that this battle is life or death, and there is no third way.
At this time, the deputy sect leader actually spit out animal language, and when this animal language reached the ears of the group of people, it was transformed into the language of the Four Directions.
"Submit, and you will live. We, the beast tribe, will teach the enslavers the art of immortality!"
This is another serious blow to morale. They all know that the wild beasts rarely actually accept slaves from foreign tribes, but once they accept them, it means they recognize the other party. Although they have a low status in the clan, as slaves they will enjoy the blood of the wild beasts.
The Desolate Beast is most famous for its path to immortality. This special race has almost unlimited life.
For the practitioners present, if they continue fighting like this, they will most likely perish. If they accept slavery, not only will this non-soul slavery have no harm, but they can also gain eternal life. Why not?
Why bother to support it so hard?
"Oops."
Wu Mu noticed that the practitioner himself was loose, and his true energy had obviously dropped by several levels.
Then the pressure was transferred to his side. At this time, the deputy sect master controlled the Taoist weapon to accumulate true energy and released a very powerful spell, which crashed into Wu Mu.
"Asshole! This is the wild beast's conspiracy! He wants to kill me first!"
Wu Mu was so angry that he cursed loudly, but at this time, most of the practitioners had already reacted.