Rise to God with Life Skill Professions-Chapter 467 - 356: Infiltration, The Last Resort

As soon as the Ancient Yi finished speaking, everyone focused their attention on him, with a hint of eagerness in their eyes.

Currently, they were in a dire situation, almost a certain death. If the black-robed pseudo-god broke through Ancient Yi’s barrier, none of them would survive.

Therefore, now that Ancient Yi mentioned the possibility of survival, everyone showed anticipation.

After a slight pause, Ancient Yi pointed to the ground: "Within the relics of the Ancient Battlefield, there is a core. When the black-robed pseudo-god seized the other half of the control, he separated the other half of the core, making it extremely fragile."

"If we can destroy the core, the relics of the Ancient Battlefield under the black-robed pseudo-god’s control will inevitably disappear, and once they vanish, the power the black-robed pseudo-god absorbed will dissipate, making him easy to kill."

Qin An frowned and said: "Where is the core? Do we need to search for it ourselves?"

Ancient Yi nodded without hesitation: "That’s right, you need to find it because the three of us must figure out how to stall the black-robed pseudo-god."

"Once he sees you disappear, he’ll surely guess what you’re up to. If we don’t buy you some time, you’ll soon be caught and killed."

At this point, Ancient Yi paused slightly and then pressed his hand towards the ground without waiting for anyone to speak.

As he performed the motion, the ground suddenly shook violently.

Immediately after, a crack appeared on the ground, visible before them all.

The crack was deep, seemingly endless, with a cold wind howling out of it.

Ancient Yi said: "Follow this crack downwards, and you’ll find the other half of the Ancient Battlefield core."

Qin An suddenly asked: "Since it’s so simple to destroy it, why didn’t you mention it earlier?"

Their eyes turned towards Ancient Yi as Qin An spoke these words.

Qin An had a point. If there really was such a method to destroy the other half of the Ancient Battlefield, it should have been disclosed earlier.

Or rather, they should have searched for it earlier to destroy the battlefield relics, preventing the black-robed pseudo-god from gaining such formidable strength.

Upon hearing this, Ancient Yi appeared somewhat embarrassed: "Actually, I had a bit of selfishness. Destroying the other half of the Ancient Battlefield would be a significant loss for me."

"It would take me a long time to revive the other half, but I didn’t realize that my little selfishness would cause such a disaster."

As he spoke, the look of shame on Ancient Yi’s face grew.

He indeed harbored that selfish thought.

After all, no one wants their side to suffer too much after the final battle.

But he truly hadn’t expected that the pseudo-god of the Ancient Battlefield would be created and used by the black-robed pseudo-god.

The situation was extremely dangerous now, and if he didn’t make a drastic decision, the only outcome waiting for them was death.

Hearing this explanation, everyone appeared to understand.

They didn’t think much of Ancient Yi’s selfishness after all.

After all, no one is completely selfless these days.

Jin Fengyu stepped forward, examining the long crack, and said: "Alright, everyone, since we have a plan now, let’s set out immediately."

None of the Mountain Patrol Generals hesitated because this was the only path available to them.

Then, Jin Fengyu was the first to leap into the crack.

The other Mountain Patrol Generals exchanged glances and followed Jin Fengyu into the crack.

Qin An trailed behind, quickly vanishing into the fissure.

Once everyone descended, the black-robed pseudo-god outside looked panic-stricken upon witnessing the scene.

"Are you insane? If you do this, who knows how long it will take for you to recover."

"Does the control of the Ancient Battlefield relics mean nothing to you?"

Ancient Yi shook his head, saying: "A heavy loss is still better than death. If we don’t act now, we’ll die at your hands, and once we’re corpses, there’s nothing left to restore."

"I can give you a chance. The Ancient Battlefield relics, though under my use, can allow you to survive," the black-robed pseudo-god said, taking two steps forward with urgency in his voice: "If you leave now, once my plan succeeds, I’ll give you control of the Ancient Battlefield relics. What do you say?"

"What do I say?" Ancient Yi sneered: "Can I trust your words? Do you think they’re credible? If you achieve victory in the final battle, you’ll turn around and devour the remaining relics. My only path is death. Given this opportunity, why not fight back?"

The black-robed pseudo-god was silent upon hearing this.

Princess Long San transformed into her true dragon form, roaring skyward: "Enough talking! I don’t believe three Small Success Void Shattering Realm can’t hold one Great Success Void Shattering Realm for a while."

As her words fell, Long Tianxing also transformed into his true dragon form.

"Everyone, now’s not the time to hold back. Use any Secret Techniques you have," he continued.

With those words, the enormous barrier shattered suddenly.

Seizing the opportunity, the black-robed pseudo-god wasted no time, transforming into a blur and charging towards Ancient Yi and the others.

Quickly, the battlefield echoed with explosions.

The four Void Shattering Realm experts joined forces, the shockwaves turning the surrounding ground to ruins.

Yet Ancient Yi and the others, relying on numerous Secret Techniques, were putting up a tough defense.

...

As Qin An plunged into the fissure, he felt his vision blur, followed by a fierce wind howling in his ears.

When the wind finally subsided, he found himself on solid ground.

The underground was damp soil, leading into a long passage ahead.

On either side of the corridor were solid walls, with only faint glimmers of light serving as the sole illumination.

The minimal light was useless to ordinary people, but luckily, they were all trained individuals. After a brief adjustment, they used the dim stars to see their surroundings clearly.

Liu Yi surveyed the area and, without her usual playful demeanor, said solemnly: "Everyone, there’s only one road, and that’s to move forward. Let’s not linger, make haste."

Her words were met with nods of approval.

Jin Fengyu added: "Still, caution is advised. Though Ancient Yi mentioned there’s no danger here, one can never be too sure, given the remaining Ancient Battlefield is controlled by the black-robed pseudo-god."

Qin An pondered, "No, it’s not that we’re banned from entering, but rather there is definitely danger here."

As soon as he spoke, everyone’s eyes fell on Qin An.

Pointing ahead, Qin An said, "There is a faint Evil Qi surrounding here, this place is absolutely filled with traps laid by the black-robed Pseudo-God, after all, the black-robed Pseudo-God is also aware of the weaknesses of the Ancient Battlefield ruins and would never allow us to destroy it so easily."

As his words fell, everyone sensed it. Indeed, this long passage had a faint Evil Qi emanating from the earth.

Everyone immediately tensed and looked ahead with caution.

At the end of the darkness, a grain-sized light flickered, seeming to be the only exit.

Jin Fengyu waved his sleeve, "Time waits for no one. Let’s not waste any more time, follow me."

Even with danger ahead, they had no choice but to proceed.

Given the current situation, dying here or outside made no difference.

Without further hesitation, they followed Jin Fengyu forward.

Although the passage was dark, it posed no hindrance to them.

The further they walked, the denser the Evil Qi became.

As they followed the passage to the point of light, the scene before them left everyone stunned.

Beyond the light was an enormous space, not empty, but standing with one clay figure after another.

Each clay figure was covered in cracked earth.

At a glance, they seemed like lifeless statues.

But everyone present, experts from the Evil Extermination Bureau, could easily sense the surging Evil Qi from these clay figures.

The Evil Qi was condensing, as if they could transform into Pseudo-Gods at any moment.

"There are over ten thousand clay people!"

Liu Yi, wide-eyed in disbelief, exclaimed, "And each clay person holds so much Evil Qi. If they truly become Pseudo-Gods, it would be terrifying."

Jin Fengyu’s gaze passed over the vast array of clay figures, looking beyond them.

Behind the clay figures was a small door, seemingly leading to another place.

"It seems to pass through here, we must get past these clay figures. Everyone, let’s proceed carefully."

Everyone nodded in agreement, without further ado, each drew their weapons and approached the mass of clay figures.

The closer they got, the more terrifying the Evil Qi from the clay figures felt.

Just as they had traversed most of the clay figures, a Mountain Patrol General suddenly shouted in surprise.

"Be careful! They seem to be alive!"

Everyone immediately turned their gaze back towards the surrounding clay figures.

The features on the clay figures’ faces unexpectedly became vivid and lifelike.

The Evil Qi encircled the features, penetrating inside the clay figures.

As the Evil Qi infused them, the lifelike features seemed as if they were alive.

At this moment, over ten thousand clay figures simultaneously revealed eerie smiles.

After the sinister smiles appeared, a powerful Evil Qi spread across the space like a chilling wind.

Soon, the clay figures emanated a formidable aura.

Some of the clay figures transformed into Pseudo-Gods of the Inner God Realm, while dozens converted into Pseudo-Gods of the Unity Realm.

As soon as the clay figures morphed into Pseudo-Gods, they launched attacks at the members of the Evil Extermination Bureau, giving them no chance to breathe.

"Watch out!"

As Green Luo exclaimed, several Mountain Patrol Generals screamed, having been struck by the clay figures’ attacks, spitting blood as they fell to the ground, weakened.

At that moment, the Mountain Patrol Golden Generals fully reacted, brandishing their weapons to engage in battle with the clay figures.

A staggering number of over ten thousand clay figures, including several hundred in the Inner God Realm, were present. The rest were in the Outer Elixir Realm, with dozens in the Unity Realm.

Such a force in Xunyang Prefecture could cause utter chaos.

As the battle erupted, the space immediately plunged into chaos.

Qin An, taking just a few steps, sensed something unusual.

Turning his head, he saw two Unity Realm clay figures charging at him.

Their faces bore eerie smiles, their hands stretching like rubber, darting towards Qin An’s chest.

Over a dozen-zhang distance was covered in an instant with their bizarre techniques.

Qin An’s eyes narrowed, wielding his blade in a horizontal slash, infusing the Cold Star with Nine-Colored True Essence.

The Dragon Roar Shadow Step transformed Qin An into a fleeting shadow.

Where he passed, the clay figures’ hands shattered into fragments.

As Qin An’s figure steadied, two heads flew into the air.

Qin An was about to take the clay figures’ pseudo-souls.

But to his surprise, he found no pseudo-souls within them.

"What’s going on?"

Qin An furrowed his brows.

At this time, the Mountain Patrol Golden Generals also launched attacks, slashing through the enemies effortlessly.

But they too wore expressions akin to Qin An’s.