Starting With 100 Million Lives-Chapter 729: This Plan Is a Bit Unreliable

Facing simultaneous attacks from five Flame Race people, Brother Cheng finally felt the pressure.

Whether dealing with the previous Red Flame person or the Purple Flame person just now, he was using 50 Profound Patterns.

The overwhelming number ratio of 50 to 1 caused a qualitative change and led to a crushing effect.

But in essence, the level of all his Profound Pattern Power was still far inferior to the opponent's Fire Power.

When the enemy's number reached five, his numerical advantage was gone.

He could handle one, but dealing with five was beyond him.

'Looks like I'm finally going to die once.'

As this thought came up, he was incredibly calm.

After all, he was already familiar with it.

It's not like he could commit suicide anyway; he must fight with all his strength before dying.

Under the joint attack of the five, his 50 Profound Patterns were soon dispersed.

This scene made Emperor Cangxu, Shu Baiwei, and others behind him extremely anxious and worried.

But they couldn't dream that Sect Leader Jiang, who was weaving in and out among the five, was relaxed but just wanted to die.

His Profound Patterns couldn't be organized anymore.

Even if he hit them, he couldn't hurt the opponents.

Continuing to fight was meaningless for him, just a waste of effort.

He could only hope that the opponents would kill him sooner, so the Resurrection Skill could activate quicker.

However, the process was not smooth.

The fire power of those five had hit him several times but couldn't kill him, only causing some minor injuries.

There was no helping it; his Chaos Demon Body, Immortal Body, Profound Body, and all that were too strong.

Plus, with the Primordial Dragon Bone, his resistance was just off the charts!

Even when facing rule-level attacks, he could withstand them for a while.

This made Brother Cheng very annoyed.

As his power kept rising, wanting to die became harder and harder.

Never thought that even people from another world found it so hard to kill him now.

What's the point of playing anymore?

Helpless, he could only vent his anger on the enemies.

"Can't you guys hurry up?"

"Put in some effort!"

"What are you doing?"

He taunted them while fighting.

The five on the other side almost exploded from anger.

This guy was just too hateful, wasn't he?

Clearly, they had the upper hand, but why did they feel no sense of achievement at all?

"Weren't we talking about higher-level power?"

"Weren't you supposed to be more advanced beings?"

"Why is it so hard to kill me?"

Brother Cheng was very dissatisfied with their 'service.'

"Is this it? Is this it?"

"Are you holding back your strength?"

"Can you give me some respect?"

The five expressed that they had actually used every last ounce of strength, not holding anything back.

The problem was this 'low-level being' was just too damn hard to kill.

In the past, cultivators from those low-level planes would perish under their Fire Power, which was like a Dimensional Reduction Strike, absolutely tormenting the opponent!

They could manipulate them however they wanted.

But now Brother Cheng had been hit so many times, yet he was still lively.

If it were them in his place, they would've been dead by now, right?

This situation was bizarre, completely refreshing their perception of low-level planes.

It even made them have a strange thought: was he the true high-level being, and were they the low-level ones?

On the side, Emperor Cangxu and Bai Wuqi and others were also dumbfounded.

What the heck was going on?

Why was Sage Jiang clearly injured, but it seemed as if the opponents were the ones about to lose?

The battle lasted a whole quarter hour.

Okay, this duration is actually very short for high-tier cultivators.

It's normal for battles to last for days and nights.

But for Brother Cheng, who always finished battles quickly and often decided the outcome with one move, it was quite unusual.

A quarter hour later, under the united effort of the five, he finally managed to die successfully.

After this battle, the five Flame Race people felt intense exhaustion, both physically and mentally.

"Damn, he's finally dead!"

"I'd rather face other strong enemies from higher-level planes than encounter this freak again!"

"It was torturous!"

Little did they know that the system notification sound had already started.

"Ding! Host killed. Detecting enemy power, arranging resurrection plan!"

"Ding! Host has acquired a High-Level Water Spear!"

Jiang Cheng: ???

"Ding! Host resurrected!"

Water Spear? High-Level?

Could the system's plan be any more ridiculous?

The resurrected Brother Cheng was furiously complaining internally.

A water spear that was only about palm-sized appeared in his hand out of nowhere, looking no different from a mini toy.

With this thing, can he really take down a high plane's strong enemy?

It all seemed a bit absurd.

He instinctively pulled the trigger, and the water spear fired at the ground.

Chi!

A stream of water barely stronger than a pee came out.

Leaving a tiny puddle on the ground.

Then nothing more.

There was no world-annihilating wave.

No grand or spectacular effect whatsoever.

No terrifying destructive power was caused either.

The puddle of water looked just like what you'd get from a regular water gun.

Brother Cheng couldn't quite believe it was real.

He even activated Insight to scan the water spear with the system.

The system's description was also very simple.

Water Spear, no value.

The system even couldn't be bothered to give 0.000000000001 merit.

Dang, this really was just an ordinary toy?

Brother Cheng almost lost it.

Hey system, did you send the wrong equipment?

Brother is currently in a very high-level battle!

Collision between two worlds, you know?

What's the meaning of giving me this thing?

To dominate kindergarten?

Meanwhile, across from him, the five Flame Race people nearly fainted.

"He, he's actually alive again?"

"That's impossible!"

"He was clearly already dead!"

Even though he cursed the system a hundred times in his heart, considering the system's credibility in the past, he had to believe its plan would be as powerful as before.

Shaking the water spear in his hand, he forced himself to add some credibility to his stance.

"You really think you can kill me?"

"I saw you were struggling too much, so I pretended to die once to boost your confidence."

"Otherwise, what if you lost the will to fight?"

True to his title as King Bi, even if he was unsure inside, he could still bluff naturally and smoothly.

"Just now, I sealed half my power on purpose, just to hang out and see what your so-called high plane is capable of."

"And it's really disappointing, you're just this mediocre after all..."

The water spear in his hand made a splashing sound.

Paired with his declaration, it seemed utterly unconvincing.

Bai Wuqi, Emperor Cangxu, and others bought into his lie, though.

Seeing him unscathed, they truly believed he was hiding his strength and just playing around earlier.

Their spirits lifted instantly, and they applauded and cheered.

"Great!"

"Truly befitting Sage Jiang!"

"Even half of his power is so strong; just imagine him going all out?"

"Fellow Daoist Jiang is going to unleash his full power, looking forward to it!"