Chapter 116: Team Value! The Correct Way to Capture a Golden Core!

Before the light screens across the Eastern Wasteland, the breathing of hundreds of millions of cultivators seemed to stop at this very moment.

What were they seeing?

Those Qingyun Sect disciples who looked like beggars had actually rushed out!

And not only that—they were actually fighting back and forth with the legendary “Purifiers” legion of Heavenheart Holy Land!

No, it was not merely back and forth!

In the images, the Purifiers legion maintained a tight formation. Their long halberds stood like a forest, each swing carrying the might to split mountains and shatter rocks. It was a textbook immortal dao battle formation.

But on the Ascension Group’s side, the style veered completely toward the opposite extreme.

“Front line, hold them off! Rear line, pull out your gear! Dig hard, damn it, dig hard!”

A squad leader roared at the top of his lungs.

Behind him, several disciples each held a bizarrely shaped artifact that looked like a hair dryer. They aimed it at the Purifiers’ formation ahead and suddenly blasted out thick clouds of multicolored smoke.

“Cough cough cough! What the hell is this stuff?!”

“My eyes! This smoke is poisonous!”

The front ranks of the Purifiers’ formation instantly fell into chaos. The thick smoke not only blocked vision, but also carried a pungent aura that stimulated the soul, making them dizzy and causing their spiritual energy circulation to stall.

“Now! Charge!”

Another squad that had long been lying in ambush on the flanks pounced like wild dogs that had smelled blood, howling as they rushed forward.

What they held were not flying swords, nor magical treasures, but rather gleaming cold-light… chain hooks and fishing nets?

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

More than a dozen chain hooks shot through the air, precisely hooking onto a Purifier soldier’s ankles, wrists, and neck, then yanked backward with brutal force!

“Thud!”

That unfortunate soldier did not even have time to react before being dragged straight out of the battle formation. Immediately afterward, a rune-flashing giant net fell over his head, tying him up tightly.

“One secured! Drag him away, drag him away! Next one!”

This bizarre scene left all spectators dumbfounded.

Was this really a war?

This was clearly a group of street thugs brawling in an alley!

And the most organized, most shameless kind at that!

On the warship above.

A late-stage Golden Core elder trembled with rage, his face turning the color of pig liver.

His name was “Chiyunzi”, a figure of some standing within Heavenheart Holy Land. His signature “Crimson Flame Divine Thunder” was tyrannically unmatched, and he despised crooked and unorthodox methods more than anything else in his life.

“A bunch of sneaky rats! This is simply a disgrace to us cultivators!”

Chiyunzi roared, no longer able to restrain himself.

“Commander! This subordinate requests to fight! Let this subordinate go tear apart the turtle shells of these trash!”

True Lord Lingxiao frowned deeply as he looked at the chaotic yet extremely efficient “battlefield segmentation” tactic below. The unease in his heart grew heavier.

Still, he maintained the composure of one in authority and nodded faintly.

“Go quickly and return quickly. Do not linger in battle.”

“Understood!”

Chiyunzi was overjoyed. He transformed into a streak of fire and descended like a meteor, smashing fiercely into the battlefield!

“Boom!”

The pressure of a late-stage Golden Core erupted violently. Raging flames turned a hundred-zhang radius into a sea of fire, and dozens of Ascension Group disciples screamed as they were blasted away.

“Demons! Die!”

Chiyunzi’s beard and hair flared as he rubbed his hands together. A human-head-sized “Crimson Flame Divine Thunder” formed in his palms, radiating destructive aura.

Just as he was about to unleash a massacre and savor the pleasure of bullying the weak—

An untimely, lazy voice sounded within his divine sense.

“All units, attention. ‘High-value elite mob’ has refreshed. Coordinates (37, 54). Initiate the ‘Mad Dog’ contingency plan. Repeat, initiate the ‘Mad Dog’ contingency plan!”

In the next instant, Chiyunzi felt himself locked onto by at least ten powerful divine senses.

He looked up and saw more than a dozen late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators with especially solid auras, led by Wang Teng, closing in from all directions. Every one of them wore an expression of greedy delight—as if seeing an unparalleled beauty… no, as if seeing a perfectly fat sheep.

“Good timing!”

Chiyunzi sneered viciously.

“Perfect. I’ll start by carving up you inner sect prodigies!”

He was just about to hurl the divine thunder in his hand.

Suddenly, a black shadow attacked from behind him at an extremely tricky angle. It was not a flying sword, nor a spell, but a… pitch-black brick?

The brick gleamed with heavy earth-element spiritual light, clearly a specially crafted magical treasure.

“Lie down for me!”

A simple and honest roar accompanied a howling gale.

It was Zhang Daniu!

As a dignified late-stage Golden Core, Chiyunzi would naturally not be struck by a brick.

He slapped backward with one palm, sending the brick flying. But in that brief instant of delay, Wang Teng and the others’ attacks had already arrived!

“Spirit-Binding Net!”

A massive net woven from unknown demonic beast sinews fell from above. The runes attached to it greatly disrupted spiritual energy flow.

“Soul-Shaking Thunder!”

Several egg-sized beads exploded around Chiyunzi. What they released was not sound waves, but a piercing shriek specifically targeting the soul, making his mind buzz and go blank for a split second.

“Profound Ice Talisman! Slow!”

“Geng-Metal Sword Qi! Break defense!”

“……”

In an instant, more than a dozen attacks with varying effects—each one extremely insidious—flooded over Chiyunzi like a tide.

He possessed heaven-reaching cultivation, yet felt like a ferocious tiger that had fallen into a swamp, unable to exert its strength.

When he tried to break free from the spirit-binding net, his feet were frozen solid.

When he tried to condense protective divine light, his soul was rattled until stars danced before his eyes.

“Aaaah! A bunch of despicable villains!”

Chiyunzi screamed in rage, looking completely deranged.

“Brother, this isn’t called despicable. This is called ‘resource integration’ and ‘efficiency maximization’.”

Wang Teng corrected him calmly while issuing commands.

He was no longer the proud inner sect prodigy of the past. Under the “corporate culture” influence of the Ascension Group and the repeated brutal lessons of the arena, he had come to deeply understand one truth—

Face was the most useless thing in this world.

Winning was the only true way!

In the end, after being continuously harassed for a full incense stick’s time and having nearly half his spiritual energy drained, Chiyunzi finally revealed a flaw.

“Now! Daniu!”

Wang Teng shouted explosively.

Zhang Daniu, who had long been holding back his strength, swung his beloved brick magical treasure once more. Pouring in all his spiritual energy and using every ounce of strength he had, he smashed it viciously onto the back of Chiyunzi’s head from an utterly inconceivable angle.

“Thud!”

A dull sound rang out.

The world fell quiet.

Chiyunzi’s eyes spun with golden stars. This late-stage Golden Core powerhouse toppled straight forward and lost consciousness.

“Done! Tie him up! Package and take him away!”

Wang Teng snapped his fingers. Specialists immediately stepped forward, bound Chiyunzi into a large rice dumpling with specially made spirit-sealing chains, and dragged him away cheerfully.

On the warship above, True Lord Lingxiao and the two Nascent Soul elders behind him stared at the absurd scene on the light screen and collectively fell into silence.

Their faces burned with pain.

A late-stage Golden Core… just like that… knocked unconscious by a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators using a brick?

If this got out, would Heavenheart Holy Land still have any face left?

For the first time, True Lord Lingxiao’s gaze became truly solemn.

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