Eternal Life as False Emperor

Chapter 472: Chapter 377: Zheng Yi on the Fifth Floor (Part 2)

Like a gust of black wind, it charged towards the two of them.

"Execute Plan A2." Bai Zhirui quietly sent a divine thought to Lin Feng and Su Yao before taking action.

"Understood!"

The two responded simultaneously.

Jingle!

The bell in Su Yao’s hand emitted a pleasant ringing sound.

It seemed to transform into tangible sound waves, spreading in all directions from her hand.

Bai Zhirui had seen this move before.

The Human Race Cultivators from the Nether Spirit Race attacking them would be instantly torn to shreds by these sound waves.

The Wolf-headed Nether Spirit Race received the impact head-on, raising his arms to block in the first instance.

The seemingly light and airy sound waves easily sent him flying several meters like a heavy punch.

Yet it didn’t directly rip him to shreds as Bai Zhirui had seen before.

Clearly, this time the opponents were much stronger than the Human Race Cultivators from the Nether Spirit Race they had encountered before.

"Interesting, you little girl, you’re pretty strong. My big brother loves strong little girls like you; he can freely replenish the magical power from you."

"Don’t worry, my big brother’s Replenishment Technique is extraordinary; it can make you feel like you’re in heaven or hell, unforgettable."

"Shut up!" Su Yao understood that this guy was deliberately provoking her, but she couldn’t help her fury when she heard his words.

Her face turned scarlet, and the crisp bell sound in her hand was filled with murderous intent.

On the other side, Bai Zhirui was also confronting another Nether Spirit Race Cultivator.

"No need to rush in."

Zheng Yi’s words left Bai Zhirui slightly stunned: "Why?"

Their original plan was for Lin Feng to pretend to be injured, while Bai Zhirui and Su Yao engaged in combat to attract attention.

Afterwards, Lin Feng would launch a sneak attack.

Such a simple trick could hardly deceive the Nether Spirit Race Cultivators.

These were all within Zheng Yi’s expectations; he hadn’t planned to rely on such simple tactics to fool the enemy.

This was just a way to attract their attention.

The real killing move was actually for him to hold off the other one, while Bai Zhirui counterattacked the opponent, all three of them would strike simultaneously, taking one down in the shortest time possible.

The remaining one would naturally be easier to handle.

Yet at this crucial moment, her master instructed her not to act.

Bai Zhirui’s mind suddenly filled with all sorts of thoughts.

Her master wouldn’t want to take this opportunity to...

"Ouch, it hurts." A slight pain came through Bai Zhirui’s divine sense.

Realizing her master had noticed her thoughts, she quickly gathered her mind.

"This guy won’t affect our plan unless we act later on. Just wait for the right moment to take down the other one."

"Really don’t need to worry about him?" Even if she trusted her master, she felt this approach was risky.

She understood her master’s meaning, that these two were likely divided in thoughts.

But nevertheless, the Nether Spirit Race Cultivator wasn’t wooden, surely they wouldn’t watch their companion get killed without doing anything?

Zheng Yi continued without further explanation.

He wasn’t any ordinary cultivator; having been the Emperor for so long, his ability to see through people had only grown sharper.

He may not see through the human heart completely, but he could guess a person’s thoughts through many details.

The guy in front, his movements were erratic, purposefully drifting towards the other Nether Spirit Race Cultivator.

If his thoughts were any clearer, he might as well write them on his face. If he got this wrong, he might as well stop being the Emperor.

The Nether Spirit Race Cultivator fighting Su Yao was quite formidable.

Despite Su Yao giving her all, she was still faintly being suppressed.

Helplessly, she could only fight while retreating, subtly guiding her opponent’s position.

Finally, she managed to expose his back to Lin Feng.

If time permitted, they would wait for the werewolf to expose a flaw.

But with other foes potentially arriving at any moment, they couldn’t wait for the perfect moment.

As soon as the werewolf cultivator faced him, Lin Feng made his move.

His flying sword swooped in wrapped with thunderous force, striking the werewolf cultivator in an instant.

Rumble!

The azure lightning on the flying sword looked almost indistinguishable from real lightning at this moment.

The explosion of thunder was deafening.

Faced with such overpowering attacks, the Wolf-headed Nether Spirit Race didn’t fear a bit: "You think this attack can harm me? I knew long ago that this Human Race brat was pretending to be dead."

"Refined Gold Ghost Hand!" His left hand suddenly doubled in size, and his entire arm was enveloped in golden light.

The lightning on the flying sword struggled like a dying snake, twitching a few times before vanishing without a trace.

"Using thunder in front of us Purgatory Nether Wolves, do you think we’re as weak as the ordinary Nether Spirit Race? Truly laughable."

The smug smile had yet to fade when Bai Zhirui, who had been waiting for an opportunity, suddenly struck.

Swift and ruthless, yet there wasn’t the slightest sound.

Bai Zhirui’s back was completely exposed to her opponent’s view.

If her opponent attacked now, Bai Zhirui would almost have no ability to resist.

While it seemed like she was wide open, Bai Zhirui wasn’t completely unguarded.

Zheng Yi had actually been watching the opponent from the shadows; if the opponent dared to act rashly, nobody knew who would suffer for it.

But things were indeed interesting; even though Bai Zhirui was giving such a glaring flaw, the opponent seemed blind, ignoring it entirely.

The Wolf-headed Nether Spirit Race anticipated Lin Feng’s attack, but he never imagined Bai Zhirui would also have the chance to strike.

His big brother, who was no weaker than him, was handling a Human Race Cultivator; even if he wasn’t finished instantly, he should have been on edge, unable to sneak attack him.

This mindset led him to be completely unprepared for Bai Zhirui’s attack.

With foresight and against an unsuspecting target, Bai Zhirui’s strike seriously injured the Wolf-headed Nether Spirit Race.

Before he could regain control, Su Yao’s bell waves enveloped him.

Lin Feng, despite experiencing backlash from the magical artifact’s damage, wielded the flying sword, sealing his throat with One Sword Seals the Throat.

In his last moments, unwillingly, the Wolf-headed Nether Spirit Race turned his head, seemingly wanting to ask his brother why he treated him like this.

He wasn’t foolish. While the three Human Race Cultivators attacked him together, he understood what happened.

"My dear brother, don’t blame me. It’s better to have all the treasures for myself than splitting them between the two of us."

As he spoke, the Wolf-headed Nether Spirit Race’s corpse quickly vanished.

"How pitiful!" Seeing this man betrayed by his brother, Bai Zhirui couldn’t help but feel a hint of pity, though she understood the situation well.

"You didn’t think he was any good, did you?" Zheng Yi spoke coldly through Bai Zhirui’s divine sense.

Bai Zhirui was taken aback: "What do you mean, Master?"

"That guy’s words to you earlier were deliberately meant to provoke that birdman."

"As Female Cultivators, you would instinctively hate those who cultivate the Replenishment Technique."

"If the fight goes well, naturally everything is fine, but if there’s a mishap, like you suddenly deploying some self-destructive move, you might choose to target the birdman, rather than this obviously dumb guy."

"This..." Bai Zhirui gasped: "Master, could you be overthinking?"

She could hardly believe that the Wolf-headed Nether Spirit Race would harbor so many complicated thoughts.

Zheng Yi chuckled but didn’t reply; his disciple wasn’t foolish and would figure it out eventually.

The Wolf-headed Nether Spirit Race was strong, though just at the Peak of Foundation Establishment.

In a fight, Lin Feng dared not claim he could definitely take him down.

Yet now, without much effort, they handled him easily.

Only one remained, and with a three-to-one advantage, even if he was stronger, they were confident of defeating him.

Bai Zhirui and the others quickly spread out.

They encircled this eagle-headed, human-bodied creature that instinctively made people uncomfortable.