Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 738 - 627: Fight Desperately, Time Daoist
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Very quickly, the battle erupted once more.
The crowd joined forces to launch a siege, and that Cultivator could only hold on for a moment before being destroyed.
Yet, before falling, he activated a Secret Technique and directly killed two Void Refining Cultivators.
Quickly, the Time Pearl fell into the hands of another Void Refining Cultivator, who was then besieged by other strong practitioners.
But this Cultivator refused to give up.
Humans die for wealth, as birds die for food.
In the face of enormous temptation, humans are no wiser than birds.
Especially with the Immortal Artifact [Time Pearl], though damaged, it still possessed tremendous power. If obtained by any of the present Void Refining Cultivators, there would be a ten percent chance to break through to the Harmonization Realm in the future.
There were many dozens of Void Refining Cultivators present, yet not one could be certain of achieving the Harmonization Realm.
Even Lu Xuanji, who was confident in himself, had a probability of less than one percent, or even lower, to achieve Harmonization in the future.
The Harmonization Realm demands a great deal from a Cultivator's aptitude, comprehension, opportunity, luck, and background.
No one can guarantee with one hundred percent certainty that they will surely become a great power of Harmonization.
Boom boom boom!
The void shattered as both sides clashed intensely.
Sequentially, Void Refining Cultivators fell, and those still living continued to fight with no mercy.
Lu Xuanji watched this scene, his spirit slightly trembling. He turned into a stream of light, attempting to leave the place.
But at the moment of rushing out of the hall, a gray Barrier appeared, twisting time and depriving Cultivators of their lifespan.
Lu Xuanji made an emergency stop, halting his steps.
Sweat trickled down.
Just a little more, and his own life span would be taken.
Many Cultivators who intended to leave also stopped one after another, reluctantly halting their steps.
Buzz Buzz!
Just at that moment, the void shimmered and a phantasm appeared within it.
This phantasm had a majestic body, yet its features were hazy, rendering its true face unclear. When it appeared, the aura of Harmonization enveloped, suppressing the Cultivators present.
Crack!
Crack!
The Cultivators present fell to the ground one by one, no longer able to fly.
Running their Cultivation Techniques, they forcibly resisted and barely withstood this overwhelming aura.
The expressions of the Cultivators present changed drastically.
This was a great power of Harmonization!
The gap between Void Refining and Harmonization is only one Realm, but the difference is even greater than between Foundation Establishment and Nascent Soul Cultivators.
Buzz buzz!
At this moment, the [Time Pearl] flew up automatically, landing in the palm of that phantasm.
The phantasm spoke: "I am the Time Daoist, and this is my legacy Treasure [Time Pearl]. Everything here is sealed; nobody can leave unless they fight to find the strongest one. You may fight to your heart's content, have a battle of life and death!"
"Fight to emerge as the strongest, become the invincible one. That strongest individual will inherit my [Time Pearl] and open my legend!"
"Fellow Daoists, fight on!"
His words contained allure, causing the already mad crowd's eyes to turn blood-red once again.
Lu Xuanji initially wanted to retreat and leave.
But at that moment, the thought of slaughter swept away everything else, all thoughts dissipating, leaving only one command.
Kill Kill Kill!
Slay all the Cultivators present to seize the [Time Pearl].
"Forget it, I can only battle it out in bloody combat. I can only battle it out, slay everyone!" Lu Xuanji's eyes flashed with Evil Qi.
Boom boom boom!
At that moment, Lu Xuanji erupted forth, unleashing the Pure Yang Fist.
Seething Qi and Blood surged relentlessly, crushing towards the enemy.
A Void Refining Cultivator launched an attack.
The two sides clashed, engaging in a life-and-death confrontation.
After hundreds of fierce exchanges, that Void Refining Cultivator was destroyed, his Qi and Blood extinguished, dying on the spot.
Yet before Lu Xuanji could rest for a moment, two more Void Refining Cultivators surrounded him.
At this point, Lu Xuanji felt a hint of pressure, his Divine Thought scanning around. He couldn't help but control the pace, aiming to kill those two Void Refining Cultivators next. Instead of continuously being besieged, it would be better to maintain a standoff.
The victor may not become the king, but rather the survivor becomes the king.
Those who can fight may not laugh last, but those who hide their power well might survive until the end.
Boom boom boom!
Under the siege of these two Void Refining Cultivators, Lu Xuanji was quickly "wounded," his Qi and Blood depleted, yet he forcibly carried on fighting, relying on exquisite skills to barely maintain the situation.
At other locations, numerous Void Refining Cultivators were also battling one another.
In such skirmishes, many Cultivators attempted to hide, but the Array within the great hall operated, exposing them quickly, leaving no place to hide.
They could only passively join the battle, with Cultivators falling at any moment.
But the blood on the ground was quickly absorbed into the earth, soaked into the depths of the great hall. The previously dead and dull great hall now gained a trace of vitality, the Grand Array contained within was slowly activating.
The battle continued, the fighting persisted.
With each passing moment, Cultivators fell, and the number of survivors steadily dwindled.
Fifty, forty, thirty, twenty, ten.
In the end, only eight remained.
Whoosh whoosh!
After killing two Void Refining Cultivators, Lu Xuanji stood breathlessly, warily observing his surroundings.
The other eight Cultivators also stood in different corners, watching everyone present.
Some Cultivators directly took an Elixir, consuming it to recover injuries and restore Magical Power.
