On the Flying Boat, there were many people, but the majority were trembling with fear.
Among them were no small number of high-ranking individuals, including Immortal Masters who could decide the life and death of many. These days, nurous people had flaunted their status before ng Yu, but now they were as panicked as startled quails.
Golden Core, the adversary is a Golden Core!
Although ng Yu had directly killed a Golden Core cultivator from the Eternal Night Palace, and had once eliminated over thirty in the Western Wastes, the reality was that at any given ti, a single Golden Core could intimidate countless others. Bai Qianqian alone had been able to establish the Moon-Watching Sect with just one Golden Core, but now, the Eternal Night Palace had sent three.
There were at least forty Foundation Establishnt cultivators on the Flying Boat, but all wore extrely ugly expressions. As for standing up to confront the Golden Cores, sorry, no one wanted to be that sacrificial bird.
Even the person who had just asked the question did so through a ans similar to the Whispering Secret Technique, instead of standing up directly!
"I'm giving you fifteen minutes to disembark for inspection. Anyone who runs or hides, don't bla us for being impolite. They're all remnants of the Blood Demon," the three Golden Core cultivators floated in the air, paying no heed to the previous conversation, with several Foundation Establishnt cultivators behind them. This show of force turned everyone's complexion ashen.
So, how about adding a little more drama to this?
"Don't believe them. The Eternal Night Palace has suffered heavy losses this ti. They're desperate for Spirit Stones, money, and Alchemical Elixirs. They've been given a hefty task by their superiors, and these people are resorting to looting to fill the gaps.
Do you think they will let you off if you surrender to them?
No, the Eternal Night Palace has prepared the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls. They plan to rob you of your possessions and use you to refine the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, to deal with the future. If you surrender, you will be thrown into it, where you will suffer forever!
Everyone, we are nurous. If we break out in different directions, so of us will definitely escape. Those who do make it, rember to expose their cris to the public, let everyone know what they've done. The Eternal Night Palace isn't hunting the Blood Demon; they are refining the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls!"
Who doesn't know how to sling mud?
This tirade was sent out by ng Yu using the Whispering Secret Technique, his voice unexpectedly coming from all directions. Not only could the Eternal Night Palace's Golden Cores not locate the source, but the passengers' faces also turned pale and unsettled.
Everyone thought the worst-case scenario would be that the n were killed and the won killed thereafter, with the best-case scenario being extortion for money. But this talk of the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls...
This was a technique of the Demon Gate, and the Eternal Night Palace had once been a branch of it, rely having switched sides and whitewashed its history, and recently several Flying Boats had mysteriously vanished.
Many were itching to try, their gazes falling upon the leading few Foundation Establishnt cultivators.
Then, a wave of pressure from a Golden Core swept across the crowd, followed by another.
"The fifteen-minute countdown begins now."
The Golden Cores of the Eternal Night Palace did not bother to offer any defense. Instead, soone lit a stick of incense in mid-air.
"When the incense burns out, those who haven't accepted inspection and who remain hidden will be considered colluders with the Blood Demon."
...
On the Flying Boat.
So tried to use the boat's weapons but found them locked down, others contemplated negotiating with the boat's cargo, only to discover it had vanished.
So loudly proclaid their titles, in the hope that the Eternal Night Palace would show rcy, and then there were others...
"Mr. Cao, I beg you to consider the tis I've served you and lend a hand. If I survive this, I will repay you with a lifeti of servitude..."
The young man spoke using the Whispering Secret Technique. He observed ng Yu's calmness and couldn't help but seek greater safety.
"One must rely on oneself."
ng Yu simply shook his head.
When one is tasked with a high-security mission that concerns the fate and future of millions within one's race, and one encounters injustice on the journey, when stepping in might cause trouble, should that person help?
Or to put it more simply, suppose you—a common person—win a billion-dollar lottery. Then, an unacquainted colleague, while on a trip abroad, boasts about being your friend, leading to his whole family being kidnapped. The kidnappers demand you transfer that billion to them, or else they will kill the hostages. What would you do?
The young man had taken three Spirit Talismans but still desired extra safety, however, ng Yu would pay him no further attention.
If ng Yu were willing, he could definitely kill these three Golden Cores now, but what would be the point?
The Eternal Night Palace already suspected ng Yu was fishing for them, and should ng Yu truly kill the three Golden Cores, the Palace's three Nascent Souls would retreat imdiately!
The re act of a Foundation Establishnt cultivator killing three Golden Cores was horrifying in itself!
"Be careful, hide, don't stay inside the Flying Boat."
After saying this, ng Yu said no more. The Flying Boat was vast; a Concealnt Talisman was very useful. If he were smart, he could find a place to hide.
ng Yu quietly observed everyone's reaction on the Flying Boat.
The quarter-hour passed by swiftly, and the passengers on the Flying Boat had made their decision, to surrender.
Over six thousand people, including more than forty Foundation Establishnt cultivators, had lost the courage to resist. They decided to admit defeat, hoping the Eternal Night Palace wouldn't be too excessive, just seeking wealth by persecution.
There were three Golden Cores present, and the Thousand Peaks Demon Subduing Map faintly enveloped the area. If everyone resisted together, so would definitely escape. But the so-called collective resistance was impossible to begin with. At that mont, less than thirty percent would dare to act!
Under such circumstances, those who resisted would surely die a miserable death.
Mixed in with the crowd, ng Yu silently watched everything unfold.
One by one, the Foundation Establishnt and Qi Cultivation cultivators, deflated and despondent, lined up on the deck. After being restrained by the Eternal Night Palace's disciples, their Storage Bags, Spirit Armor, weapons, and so on were removed, and they stood aside like sheep awaiting slaughter.
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