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Chapter 424 The Frog in the Well

Chapter 424 The Frog in the Well

Chen Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm. He carefully sensed the intensity of the spell that Ji Yinglong was gathering. Then, a slight smile appeared on his lips, a smile that was full of meaning.

He replied telepathically, "This ancestor of the Ji family still looks down on Wuchen somewhat."

"Wuchen can handle a spell of this strength."

"Moreover," Chen Yi's eyes swept over the Nascent Soul stage cultivators around him who were eyeing him covetously, "this place is full of old foxes who have lived for hundreds of years. Not one of them is stupid. They are just observing right now."

"If I were to make a move at this moment, I would immediately become the focus of everyone's attention."

"A tree that stands out in the forest will surely be felled by the wind. You should understand this principle."

"Once I save Wuchen, it will inevitably arouse their collective suspicion."

With everyone suffering heavy losses and gaining little in the secret realm, we, as the last few to emerge, had long been targeted by them.

"At that time, in order to test how much I have gained inside and what treasures I have hidden, it may very well trigger a mass attack from them."

In their pursuit of the treasure, they wouldn't care whether I was a "wicked monk" or not; they would unhesitatingly label me one.

Chen Yi's tone remained calm throughout, and he analyzed the situation in a clear and logical manner.

"And you, Mingyue, as the last one to come out with me, and the one with the lowest apparent cultivation level, do you think they'll let you go?"

"Therefore, this is definitely not the best time to make a move."

"Let's wait and see."

Upon hearing this, Hu Mingyue nodded silently. Given her nature in her previous life, she would never have stooped to scheming against others in the shadows.

In her previous life, she was tricked and ended up being reincarnated to start anew.

Seeing Chen Yi's caution now, he felt that this was the way to survive in chaotic times, and even felt a bit of agreement with it.

As the two were exchanging words, the battle situation in the distance changed again.

Ji Yinglong's attack failed, and he lost face. He then unleashed his full power as a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.

He once again activated the Five Elements Spiritual Light Divine Power, and the five-colored spiritual light in his palm gathered into a Dao seal the size of a millstone. The Dao essence of the five elements—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—flowed endlessly within it, mutually generating and restraining each other, emitting an aura of world-destroying destruction.

"town!"

Ji Yinglong gave a cold shout.

The Five Elements Dao Seal flew out of his hand, swelled in the wind, and pressed down on Ji Wuchen like a dark cloud covering the sky.

At the same time, a vast divine sense, far exceeding that of the late Nascent Soul stage, surged towards Ji Wuchen from all directions like an invisible tide, attempting to completely suppress and crush his soul.

The two deadly moves arrived simultaneously, their power far surpassing that of the previous ones!

Ji Wuchen felt his bones cracking and his soul being pierced by thousands of needles, the pain unbearable.

The pressure was immense, but there was no fear in his eyes; instead, it fueled a fierce determination within him.

"snort!"

Ji Wuchen snorted coldly, his teeth clenched.

His hands moved rapidly in front of his chest, forming hand seals in a mysterious and complex manner, before finally overlapping abruptly.

"Buzz—!"

A strange buzzing sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

The pair of black and white magnetic rings in front of him suddenly shone brightly, and the black and white energies surged out wildly. They no longer formed rings, but bloomed like flowers, layer upon layer, piercing out countless black and white flame-like rays of light.

An enormous lotus, woven from black and white flames, appeared out of thin air and began to slowly rotate.

The divine power contained within the Yin-Yang Dao was fully unleashed!

Dao Lian precisely caught the incoming Five Elements Dao Seal, holding it firmly in place.

The Five Elements Dao Seal spun wildly, attempting to obliterate the Dao Lotus; while the Black and White Dao Lotus shifted between Yin and Yang, continuously dissolving the power of the Five Elements.

Two completely different Dao essences collided fiercely in mid-air, stirring up visible ripples of magical power that distorted space.

The exquisite defense of this attack, as well as the application of divine power, has completely surpassed the realm of mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, approaching the level of late-Nascent Soul Grandmasters.

This talent astonished many of the seasoned veterans present, who exclaimed, "This child's understanding of the principles of Yin and Yang is truly astounding!"

"To confront a peak Nascent Soul cultivator head-on with a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, even with the aid of a spiritual treasure, such composure and skill are truly rare!"

"The Ji family is about to produce a true dragon!"

Chen Yi, sensing the battle from afar, nodded slightly at Ji Wuchen's performance but said nothing more. He then turned to Hu Mingyue beside him and transmitted his voice again: "Mingyue, what that fortune-telling master just said—that the Great Azure Realm will face a ten-thousand-year calamity in fifty years—is that true?"

Hu Mingyue pondered for a moment, a hint of indifference flashing in her eyes, before giving Chen Yi an unexpected answer: "The so-called catastrophe of ten thousand years is, of course, a catastrophe for a frog at the bottom of a well."

She paused, a faint sneer playing on her lips.

"But in my view, it is nothing more than a few frogs trapped at the bottom of a well, tearing each other apart and fighting amongst themselves for the last bit of water as the well water is about to dry up."

They all wanted to step on the corpses of others to find that faint hope of jumping out of the well.

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Upon hearing this, Chen Yi felt a sudden sense of relief.

As long as everyone is at the "bottom of the well" level, he has nothing to fear.

The so-called catastrophe is nothing more than an internal struggle for resources.

The attacking enemy is most likely no more than the likes of the Human-Faced Horned Dragon, Cang Nan, and the Flame Lion, at most at the early or mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

And it will take several decades.

This period of time is enough for him to concentrate on cultivation and raise his strength to a true quasi-fifth rank.

Even if a great war breaks out, the Great Green Realm will have tall Nascent Soul Heavenly Lords to handle it.

He just needs to survive and develop his abilities, and then he can save his life when it matters most.

If one day, everyone joins forces to find a way to break through the "bottom of the well," then by following Lao Hu and Hu Mingyue, he might be able to catch a ride on this opportunity.

With his mind made up, Chen Yi's mindset became completely calm.

On the other hand, the battle situation is getting increasingly out of control.

Ji Yinglong squinted as he carefully examined the mysteries of the black and white lotus, his expression finally turning extremely ugly.

The black and white Yin-Yang magnetic ring in the hands of this descendant of the family, after being refined by the fifth-order Yin-Yang origin of that ancient battlefield, has become so powerful that it is faintly comparable to the strongest spiritual treasure passed down in the Ji family.

Even he, a Nascent Soul cultivator who had lived for hundreds of years, was envious of such a treasure.

A hint of greed and jealousy quietly began to grow.

"Give me the goods, and I'll spare your life."

Ji Yinglong's voice was icy as he reached out to Ji Wuchen, his posture arrogant as if demanding the return of something that was already his.

Ji Wuchen remained silent, his stubbornness growing stronger.

Instead of handing it over, he used his magic to retreat hundreds of feet again, demonstrating his resolve through action.

"presumptuous!"

Ji Yinglong was furious, feeling that his authority had been challenged like never before.

The next moment, without hesitation, he drew an ancient longsword from his storage magic treasure.

The moment the sword was drawn, an indescribable sharp aura swept across the entire area!

Regardless of their cultivation level, all the cultivators present felt a chill on their necks, as if an invisible blade was already at their throats.

The Zen Master Kongxing, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. Sensing this aura, his expression changed: "A Three-Kalpa Spiritual Treasure! Fellow Daoist Ji, show mercy! Do not mistakenly kill young friend Wuchen!"

This sword is none other than the Ji family's most treasured possession—the Wind Condensation Sword, which has survived three tribulations of lightning!