Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Night Before the Storm

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If this team of one hundred people was like a group of dragons rising together, it would be a headless situation, with several Sealers trying to compete for the leader’s position based on their power and their status in the Mountain Gate.

Then Wang Xuan easily suppressed Lei Tingzhi and Jing Yishui. Although there was tension among the Sealers, at this moment, they couldn’t help but submit to Wang Xuan. Such power made him the de facto leader.

Wang Xuan, slightly exhausted after relaxing, had experienced a surge in strength due to the hypnosis on his spirit, resulting in an explosive increase in power, reaching ten thousand catties.

This is four times the Peak of Blood Exchange. No matter how profound Lei Tingzhi and Jing Yishui’s Sword Technique and Inner Strength were, they were similarly suppressed by Wang Xuan’s overwhelming force.

Looking at Wang Xuan’s slightly weary face, none of the Sealers dared to instigate anything further, and some even wondered if Wang Xuan was pretending, as his earlier exhaustion was quickly swept away.

Sweeping a glance over everyone, Wang Xuan spoke: “The Eternal Host Species is extremely dangerous. If it spreads to Earth, it could cause great harm within a few years, so extreme caution is required.

I will send this information back to the Mother Star; we will depart in an hour, and you all must act as well.

In the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm, your first goal is to survive. As long as you live, there will be a certain increase in fortune, and your second goal is to establish achievements.

My suggestion is to take advantage of the timing and geographical advantages. In the Otherworld, use disasters such as fires or floods.

You have a day. Hide during the day and move swiftly at night, spreading across various regions of the Otherworld, selecting your action plan.

At 2 a.m. tomorrow, that will be the time to act. Execute the plan simultaneously and quickly regroup in the plateau region afterward to ensure your safety.”

Then, Wang Xuan drew a rough map of the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm on the ground. The team of one hundred divided into twenty smaller teams, moving linearly towards the west, creating disasters as shown in the map, and ultimately regrouping on the western plateau.

“What if we get discovered when we’re divided into so many teams?” Long Jiyuan asked.

Wang Xuan replied, “The cultivators in the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm emphasize Physique. Six Arms experts can threaten your lives, and even with many treasures and tactics, they are difficult to counter.

However, it is challenging for Six Arms experts to fly, which is a point that we can utilize.

Therefore, you must be ready to deploy small aircraft at any time. If you encounter such experts, fly away immediately. If they approach, you can choose to use mini nuclear bombs to deter them, so they won’t dare to come close to capture you.”

Everyone nodded. This outbreak might be their greatest gain; in the future, Celestial Race defenses would increase, and they would deploy many warriors to pursue them, making such good opportunities scarce.

“Find another place to hide. Act after nightfall, and try to avoid towns and not alert the strong among the Alien Race.”

After Wang Xuan finished speaking, he took them away, found a place deep in the mountains dozens of miles away, and then returned to the scene of the fight to cover up the traces.

Acting during the day is extremely dangerous because their bodily structure is very different from the Celestial Race, making them easily detectable.

But Wang Xuan was not worried. He had a scanner in hand, and with his Spiritual Cultivation, he could sense the creatures nearby, easily avoiding danger.

Traversing through the forest, he planted a dozen Firebirds, which would ignite at 2 a.m., creating another large forest fire, just like the day before.

Along the way, he encountered several ordinary Celestial Race individuals and avoided them all. If he passed through a forest, he would observe briefly and leave a Firebird behind.

The Eight-armed Celestial King Realm has two large rivers, and at this moment, Wang Xuan stood above a barrier lake on the Celestial River. Here, he found opportunities as well, planting mini nuclear bombs at several key locations.

And on the downstream dam, he planted a number of high-explosive bombs towards the plains, set to breach the dam.

Traveling during the day was slow, only a few hundred kilometers, which was due to the insufficient development of the Otherworld by the Celestial Race, leaving many primitive areas; otherwise, it would be even more challenging to traverse.

At nightfall, Wang Xuan moved at speed with the help of the aircraft, flying at an altitude of several thousand meters, crossing two to three thousand kilometers in five hours, reaching the plains in front of the Gate of the World.

The plains, vast beyond measure, supported the lives of several million Celestial Race members. There, Wang Xuan encountered many large cities, whose lights at night pointed his way.

He descended only when over a hundred miles from the Gate of the World, near a massive city. The Celestial Race had its night markets, especially in these prosperous cities filled with nobles and wealthy merchants.

A dozen miles away, he set down a mechanical pangolin, placing a mini nuclear bomb into its belly. After patting its head, the pangolin disappeared into the ground.

“At its speed, reaching directly beneath the city center in an hour won’t be a problem. Emerging then could easily destroy the entire city.”

Such a massive disaster, so close to the Gate of the World, would undoubtedly infuriate the kings of the Celestial Race.

Then Wang Xuan approached the Gate of the World, hypnotizing a two-meter-tall tiger.

“Sorry.” Wang Xuan stroked the tiger, then applied hypnosis to make it serve him.

Under hypnosis, the tiger felt no pain. Wang Xuan placed a grapefruit-sized launcher on its tongue, hiding it in its oral cavity.

“Head east, start climbing when you see mountains, and keep climbing until you reach the peak.” Wang Xuan gave the command, and though the tiger wasn’t very intelligent, it somewhat understood.

“These wild beasts are easy to hypnotize, but once the commands get complex, they’re difficult to manipulate.” He shook his head.

He took out a piece of talisman paper, and once activated, a figure identical to him appeared; it was a Yellow Turban Warrior gifted by Su Xiaowei.

“Let’s go.” Wang Xuan and the Yellow Turban Warrior’s figures then disappeared.

Thousands of miles away, in the sky, dozens of Mountain Gate disciples were moving with the help of aircraft, estimating their distance, periodically landing in groups of five.

In their eyes, the lights of the gigantic cities were so dazzling, precisely the places to avoid, and no one would land directly there.

A few hours later, they were all flying at low altitude, heading west, simultaneously seeking their targets.

By 2 a.m., it would be the time for the disaster to strike.

——

Hundreds of miles east of the Realm Gate, the coast was initially calm, then suddenly became turbulent, with one wave surpassing the next.

In no time, a massive octopus emerged from the sea, with a tentacle a kilometer long, each slap raising a gigantic wave.

A two hundred-zhang-long whale also approached the shore, the water too shallow, exposing most of its body; it’s unclear why it came to such a place.

After these two giant beasts reached the shore, their flesh rapidly withered, soon becoming mummies, with their heads splitting open, revealing two strange life forms.

A black body a zhang long with a streamlined shape, a quadrilateral tail, and feet. A flick would create a series of air blasts.

Their sharp claws and feet shredded food with ease, and their wide mouths, capable of swallowing a wild boar whole, were lined with frighteningly dense teeth.

On the other side of its head, an additional pair of eyes sat above dozens of small openings, apparently capable of spraying mucus at any moment.

As soon as they landed, a three hundred-zhang-long flood dragon soared into the sky, descending with a roar and smashing a small mountain under its claws.

“Let’s go! Heaven requires us.” A terrifying Exotic Beast spoke.

“It won’t last much longer.” The flood dragon sneered.

“Then we shall enter the Otherworld and take root there. As long as our flesh and blood spill upon the soil of the Otherworld, our Eternal Host Species can thrive!” Another Exotic Beast emerging from the huge octopus’s head said.

“So be it.” The flood dragon laughed, clearly harboring the same intention.

“Are you still going to use that body?”

The flood dragon nodded. “This body is quite powerful; I’ll keep it for now!”

With that, it leaped, carrying two Exotic Beasts on its body, soaring through the clouds, swiftly heading towards the Gate of the World.

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