Eternal Life as False Emperor

Chapter 471: Chapter 377: Zheng Yi on the Fifth Floor

Although Bai Zhirui was a lifesaver for Lin Feng and Su Yao, aside from that connection, they were not particularly familiar with each other.

She naturally trusted her master, having seen her master’s methods with her own eyes.

Lin Feng and Su Yao, on the other hand, were not necessarily optimistic about this plan.

After all, among the pursuers was a formidable expert whom they found impossible to match at their current stage.

Huiyue Demon Venerable.

As long as this Golden Core Great Power was present, whatever they did would just be a desperate struggle.

In such a situation, whether they were willing to fight to the death was uncertain.

"What is there to think about? If we can take out the Nether Spirit Race pursuers chasing us, it’d be worth it even if we die," Lin Feng laughed wildly.

As a young talent cultivated by the Sect, he had been driven to his limits, chased like a dog by those Nether Spirit Race guys.

If it weren’t for Su Yao’s restraint, he wouldn’t know how many times he would have perished with those pursuers.

Now with a chance to take them down, the key point was that his sacrifice wouldn’t be in vain, but a significant opportunity to eliminate most of them.

As long as they did as Bai Zhirui said, at the very least, they could take one down with them.

That Lin Feng agreed did not surprise Bai Zhirui, but what shocked her was.

Su Yao also agreed without much hesitation: "Since Sister Bai wants to do this, as her sister, I must accompany her to the end, preventing those Nether Spirits from thinking female cultivators from the Star Sea are weak and easy to bully."

Originally, Bai Zhirui had prepared numerous arguments to persuade the two of them.

But it turned out she didn’t need to say a single word.

After all, Lin Feng and Su Yao had no idea that Zheng Yi, such a formidable presence, stood behind Bai Zhirui.

Zheng Yi couldn’t handle Huiyue Demon Venerable, but he was confident in leading them to escape.

Eliminating the enemy’s wings and escaping with the survivors wasn’t a difficult task.

The three reached an agreement and immediately began setting up the first battlefield to deal with the enemy.

Prior to the battle, Bai Zhirui, once full of confidence, suddenly felt a bit anxious.

"Master, is everything really okay?"

It wasn’t a question of distrust towards Zheng Yi, but standing on the brink of life and death, some hesitation was inevitable.

Zheng Yi offered no consolation to his disciple, merely speaking flatly: "Huiyue Demon Venerable intentionally exposed the fact that we possess powerful Magical Artifacts, seeking to have Nether Spirit Race blinded by greed clash with us, while he stays hidden, waiting to reap the benefits."

"So, until the last moment, he won’t easily show himself."

"As for those Nether Spirit Race cultivators..." Zheng Yi chuckled coldly.

"They might seem numerous and mighty, but in reality, they’re nothing more than scattered sand."

"Each eager to consume the treasures on us, they even resort to misleading their peers, preventing them from easily tracking us down."

"In this scenario, we seem perilously close to disaster, yet the room for maneuver is actually ample."

"Do you believe that for those potential treasures, these Nether Spirit Race cultivators might secretly aid in our escape?"

"To prevent our treasures from falling into the hands of others."

The more Zheng Yi analyzed, the brighter Bai Zhirui’s eyes became.

Clearly being pursued by a group of powerful enemies, facing the stormy waves.

Yet, hearing her master’s incisive analysis.

Bai Zhirui suddenly felt their prospects seemed bright indeed.

Those formidable Nether Spirit Race experts were no real cultivators of power, but rather dishes before them.

They could take their pick on which one to devour.

This sudden shift was so dramatic, even Lin Feng and Su Yao felt it.

The two couldn’t comprehend where Bai Zhirui suddenly found such confidence.

After all, Bai Zhirui’s plan was, in essence, not particularly sophisticated—simply a classic divide and conquer strategy.

Though the chance of success seemed significant, the actual gap in strength was undeniable.

If luck was against them, and they encountered a powerful enemy right from the start, they might suffer a heavy loss in the first battle, let alone the ones to follow.

"The enemies have arrived, quickly prepare," Bai Zhirui’s voice had barely fallen when two figures, like meteors, descended before them.

Lin Feng tilted his head, appearing barely conscious, like a wisp of a soul.

"Haha, big brother, it seems our luck is really good; we found these little guys first." The speaking cultivator had the head of a wolf and a human body, with matted, disheveled fur, appearing dirty and untidy.

And that one referred to as big brother looked even more bizarre.

A once mighty eagle had been forcibly given a blue human head.

"Luck has nothing to do with it," he flapped his wings. "I had already firmly locked onto them, those little deceiving tricks might fool others, but they can’t escape my eyes."

"You’ve worked hard, big brother. Now let me lend a hand,"

The wolf-headed Nether Spirit Race’s eyes turned blood-red, and the aura around them surged suddenly.

"Careful not to kill those two little girls. I’m interested in the treasures on them, but more than the treasures, I want the two of them."

Their lascivious gaze, almost tangible, made the hairs on Bai Zhirui and Su Yao’s bodies stand on end.

"Relax, big brother! I guarantee you two live captives," the wolf-headed Nether Spirit Race licked their lips, "Prepare to die!"