Chapter 795 - Delivered To Death (1/2)

How fast! Zhong Yue's heart skipped a beat and looked at the Astral Envoys that were standing on the decks of the warships.

The Astral Envoys visualized many huge gates in front of the warships. These warships would sail through them and reappear at the other end of space.

Bo Di was the Great Sun Demon Crow, the innate demon god's blood flowed in his veins. Thus, he was as fast as the speed of light, but the Zhu Shi Celestial Race's Astral Envoys seem to control a mystical method to bend dimensions.

Isn't this… it sure is… our Fuxi Clan's [Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture]!

Zhong Yue's face turned solemn. The Zhu Shi Celestial Race's teleportation technique was deeply associated with the space totem patterns of a high degree of profundity; space totem patterns of such a level had only ever been reached by the Fuxi Clan!

The gates contained totem patterns incredibly similar to the Fuxi Clan's [Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture]. One could say that they were almost a full replication of it!

However, the gates only had the space totem patterns and not the time totem patterns. Furthermore, the usage of the gates' space totem patterns was crude and unrefined unlike the [Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture] that could be cast without any medium but the cultivator's thoughts. Thus, the Astral Envoys had to visualize the gates to use them.

Thus, it was clear that the [Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture] they had acquired was incomplete, not even the full space totem patterns.

However, those that were attained was more than enough to be used in space traveling.

The [Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture] was one of the Fuxi Clan's top secrets, undisclosed to even the ordinary clansmen. How did it end up in the hands of the Zhu Shi Celestial Race?

Xin Huo, the only one who knew the full [Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture], had been in slumber for 730,000 years. Thus, the only explanation was that other than Xin Huo, there were still a few in the clan that knew the cultivation art, but were all flawed and incomplete, unlike Xin Huo's.

The Zhu Shi Celestial Race must've somehow gotten it from the clansmen or the experts that reincarnated themselves in the Fuxi.

Zhong Yue squinted his eyes. The Zhu Shi Celestial Race was the fastest in the field and the experts in the armada outnumbered them greatly. If they were caught up to by the Zhu Shi Celestial Race, none would be able to walk out alive!

Even a Deity Overlord alone could slaughter them!

Although Zhong Yue was able to bring Bo Di and the others out from the predicament, that would only come at the dearly cost of exposing his identity.

He had cultivated the complete [Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture] and was at a level where he could teleportation over short distances without the need of the totem pillars. Even though it was just a short distance, it was more than sufficient to bring them out from the claws of death.

However, with him casting the [Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture], it posed a risk that if anyone ever recognized the cultivation art, he would be exposed immediately.

Just thinking of how hard it was to hide his identity, how could he possibly take the risk and put everything he had done in vain?

Hmph, but you people dare to cast the [Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture] in front of me, not to mention a -flawed and incomplete version of it? Zhong Yue took a cursory glance around and saw a glaring sun in the corner of his eyes, and an idea flashed into mind.

As the armada sailed across, there were beams of light that rained down on them; they were all skills there were launched from the warships!

On the deck of one of the many warships, Royal Prince Wen Chang and Weapon Ancestor were closely watching the development of the situation.

The Weapon Ancestor's eye sockets were still empty, his eyeballs were missing as Zhong Yue had sealed them away when he was in his weapon form.

The seals were extremely knotty, they were placed such that the Weapon Ancestor's cultivation's weaknesses were specifically targeted on. Even though he was a Creator in his past life, the Weapon Ancestor still struggled to break the seals.

However, although his flesh eyes were sealed, he still had his Yuan Shen's eyes to see.

"Your Highness, is the Zhu Shi Celestial Race's power satisfying enough?" Weapon Ancestor smiled as he asked.

Knotty and troublesome, but the seals didn't bother him at all as he was confident of being able to lift them sooner or later.

Royal Prince Wen Chang answered placidly, "War-ready soldiers and well-prepared reserves. You do indeed have a strong armada."

All of a sudden, a sea of lightning emerged out of thin air as Zhong Yue drew a line across them and the armada. The countless skills raining down at them were blocked by the lightning sea and stalled the incoming attacks before shattering apart a split second later.

But that split second was enough for Bo Di to flash out and leave the remaining skills behind him.

"This Mister Yi, he is exceptional. His attainments in lightning are no weaker than the pureblood Leizhe." Royal Prince Wen Chang praised, "My appreciation toward his talents grows by the second."

Zhong Yue flourished his hand like an artist painting in the starry space, raised the lightning seas between them and the armada. The fleet of warships sailed straight into the lightning sea and crushed their way out of it.

The warships sailed in the midst of the lightning seas no different than any other casual sails. No matter how vigorous the lightning waves pounced on them, the warships were left with not even a single scar.

Meanwhile, the Astray Envoys visualized the gates above them which the gates then slammed down into the lightning seas and cleared the lightning waves around the impact area.

The Astray Envoys maintained the gates as the warships sailed into it. Unknowingly to them, there was lightning that had furtively flashed and disappeared into the structure of the gates, recombining themselves with the gates' totem patterns.

Then, the warships sailed the gates and they all disappeared from the lightning seas.

Zhong Yue turned back and kept mum. Moments later, he shook and mumbled, "These hundred thousand of lives are done for. I never wanted this, but I'm left with no choice as if I don't, they'll kill us."

Beside him, Dong Ah, Xi He, and the others were puzzled, they asked, "Mister, what hundred thousand of lives?"

Zhong Yue shook again, not answering their questions.