Chapter 1801: Do My Best

uraging Lu Yourong."Yeah, don't worry, Sister Lu. Even if we lose, it doesn't matter!""That's right, at worst we'll go back to the Shan Hai Realm. We've been wanting to return for ages anyway."Hearing...The divination has revealed that the world of mountains and seas is destined to face a cataclysmic tribulation, but there is still a glimmer of hope.

Originally, he thought that glimmer of hope would lie within Jiang Yun.

But now he finally understood, that glimmer of hope was the series of powerful forces appearing one after another within the Shan Hai realm.

However, as the man within the altar vanished, transforming into countless rune marks that surged in all directions towards the Four Seas and Eight Desolates, it finally extinguished the last flicker of hope.

"A doomed situation, a doomed situation, none shall escape!"

As he muttered those words, Bu Yi'nan felt as if decades had been suddenly stolen from him. His energy drained away completely, leaving his body shaky and weak. He staggered precariously, threatening to collapse onto the ground.

Just then, a pair of arms forcefully supported his arm, and a voice filled with urgency rang in his ear: "Master, what's wrong with you"

With a voice from his master, Bu Yi Nan immediately regained consciousness. He slowly raised his head and looked at Lu You Rong who was standing in front of him, supporting him with concern written all over her face.

Looking at Bu Yi Nan who had instantly become incredibly aged, he just stood there silently watching himself. Lu You Rong's face showed even more concern, her eyes filled with such urgency that tears were streaming down her face: "Master, are you alright Please don't scare your disciple!"

"It's okay!"

"Bo Yi Nan suddenly laughed, and reached out to gently touch Lu Yourong's head. "Girl, don't cry, rest assured, Master is really fine!"

At the same time, he deliberately straightened his body and a divine light appeared on his face, restoring some of his spirit.

This relieved Lu Yourong somewhat, who nodded repeatedly and said, "That's good, it's fine that Master is alright!"

"Hee hee!" Bu Yi laughed. "Girl, once the cultivators on that warship come out, I'm afraid none of us will survive. Are you scared"

"I'm not afraid!" Lu Yourong wiped away the tears from her eyes and shook her head resolutely. "At worst, I'll die!"

Then, Bù Yì Nán continued to ask: "What if you had the opportunity to live"

Lu Yourong shook her head again and said, “If everyone is dead, I would never live alone!”

"And if it weren't you alone, if you had the opportunity to choose to let some other people live, who would you most want to live"

Lu Yourong stared intently at Bu Yi'nan, blurting out without hesitation: "Of course, I most hope that Master can live!"

Bu Yi Nan's heart trembled slightly as he asked, "Why"

Lu Yourong's face showed sadness as she said, "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have come to the Shanhai Realm and wouldn't have been involved in this matter."

"Moreover, a teacher for a day is a father for life. In my heart, you are my father!"

"Whoa!"

Lu Yourong's words caused Bu Yinan to suddenly raise his head, letting out a long sigh. In those eyes that countless people envied and revered, a glimmer of glistening light flashed.

Lowering his head again, Bu Yi found it hard to continue smiling and asked, “Besides your master, who else do you hope will live”

As for the many questions Bo Yi had continuously asked, Lu Yourong, who had always been simple-minded, didn't think much of them.

Her gaze shifted from Bu Yi'nan, falling upon Tang Yi, Wushang, Xia Zhongxing, and every disciple of the Shan Hai branch. In a hushed voice, she said: "I hope that each and every one of us can survive."

Hearing what Lu You Rong said, Bu Yi Nan lightly shook his head and muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear, "Girl, this request, your master can't do it. So, I can only do my best to protect the people you care about most!"

……

In the darkness beyond the realms of mountains and seas, an old man stood there, his face etched with profound sorrow.

Because he also saw the countless rune markings that transformed from the explosion of Dugu Wen's body.

And he understood better than Bu Yi Nan what those runes were.

The old man muttered in his mouth, "Dao Zun ah Dao Zun, you are indeed a good strategist!"

"You cannot enter the Shanhai Realm yourself, but you have never given up on your ambitions for it. So long ago, you inscribed these runes onto Dugu Wen and sent him into the Shanhai Realm."

"As soon as there's any movement in the realm of mountains and seas, you will kill this Dugu Wen, allowing these rune imprints to detach from his body and form..."

At this point, the elder suddenly took a deep breath and continued, "The Nine Clans Seal!"

Yes, Dugu Wen. In fact, strictly speaking, he is no longer a person. He is just a container, a vessel that contains the imprint of the Nine Clan Rune!

His purpose in living, besides allowing the Dao Lord to always know the location of the Shan Hai Realm, was that once there was any change in the Shan Hai Realm, the runes within him would burst out of his body and form the Nine Clans Dao Seal!

With the power of nine clans, seal the power of nine clans!

Just as the old man was muttering to himself, these rune markings had spread across all corners of the Shan Hai Realm, forming a vast net that sealed the power of the Nine Clans hidden within.

The old man's form gradually became transparent, until finally he vanished completely. Only his voice, tinged with a hint of unwillingness, still echoed in the darkness...

"My nine clans, have fallen again!"

Within the realm of mountains and seas, as the power of the Nine Clans dissipated, Dao Er finally stepped out from the warship of the Daoist Temple, gazing down at the over a million mountain and sea creatures below. He coldly uttered a single word: "Kill!"

Inside the warship, a large number of cultivators surged out instantly, filling the sky!

These cultivators, in actual number, are not many, only numbering a hundred thousand.

But the recent attack launched by the Nine Tribes forces has left them with only some seventy to eighty thousand people.

But these 70,000 to 80,000 people, the weakest are at the Heavenly Protection Realm, and the strongest are at the Human Dao Harmony Realm. Even if only one person were to act, they could easily obliterate the entire Shanhai Realm.

At the same time, all the cultivators from Shan Hai who were always paying attention to the changes in the situation had also clenched their fists and prepared for battle.

Although they knew they were no match, they still had to fight. What's life without a fight!

Just then, a roar suddenly erupted: “Everyone, stop!”

The sound was deafening, so much so that it actually caused everyone to momentarily freeze in their tracks and turn their gaze towards its source.

Who roared out in anger, it was naturally Bu Yi Nan!

Recognizing that the situation was dire, Dao Er sneered and said: "Bu Yi Nan, you are not from the Shan Hai Realm. If you withdraw now and have nothing to do with this realm's affairs, I guarantee you can leave safely!"

Buyi Nan, a renowned diviner, was of great use to many powerful figures in the Daoist realm. Therefore, Dao Er truly did not want to kill him.

Looking at Dao Er, before even Bu Yi could open his mouth to answer, Lu Yourong’s voice rang out from beside him first: “Master, quickly agree to him!”

Buyi turned his head, gazing intently at his disciple. A gentle smile touched his wrinkled face, but it vanished quickly as he raised his head again.

Just as he raised his head, his stooped body straightened miraculously, and his white hair flew wildly in the air, though there was no wind.

Especially in those eyes without pupils, there was a divine light like lightning, coldly looking up at the sky above, at the countless powerful beings from the Dao domain.

Immediately after, Bu Yi Nan's body suddenly emitted an overwhelming and immense aura that grew stronger and stronger until the sky above the Shan Hai realm churned with clouds, with massive dark clouds rolling in.

Looking at these dark clouds, the many cultivators in the Daoist Temple's faces couldn't help but change color. "Dao Tribulation, the fifth tribulation of Heaven and Man!"

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