The Sword God of the Universe-Chapter 931: Save Them Once

Even Void God warriors can’t withstand the venom of the Fire Poison Scorpion, let alone ordinary Saint Path warriors.

Just a touch of the Fire Poison Scorpion’s venom is almost instant death.

In a short period, many Saint Realm martial artists have turned black and died on the spot.

The Fire Poison Scorpion is also very cunning. It does not confront half-step Void Gods head-on in the natives camp. Instead, it tries to avoid their attacks and waits for an opportunity to strike.

Although the natives camp has a large number of people, they have no solution against the Fire Poison Scorpion. Some advanced array plates they threw out have been activated, but the micro arrays have minimal effect on the Fire Poison Scorpion.

If this drags on, the outcome might be exactly as Mr. Zhong said: the losses among these native warriors will be extremely heavy.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it, how can there be a Divine Beast Fire Poison Scorpion here?" A half-step Void God roared, attacking the Fire Poison Scorpion with all his might.

"This won’t work. Even if we all die, we might still not be able to kill the Fire Poison Scorpion," said Xiao Qian, a half-step Void God from the Heavenly Deficiency Continent, in contemplation.

"What else can we do? If we can’t maintain a complete formation, our casualties might be even heavier," the only female half-step Void God furrowed her brow.

"Now... there’s only one way to try," said another half-step Void God.

"What way?" Ouyang Lin’s face turned dark.

"We, a few half-step Void Gods, go out and try to lure the Fire Poison Scorpion away," that half-step Void God gritted his teeth as he stared at the Fire Poison Scorpion’s red body.

"Lure it away?" The other half-step Void Gods’ eyes narrowed.

"What if the Fire Poison Scorpion ignores us? And besides, our speed is far inferior to the Fire Poison Scorpion’s. If it chases us, how can we escape?" Ouyang Lin questioned.

Luring away the Fire Poison Scorpion is undoubtedly a dangerous action, and he didn’t want to die.

"We can only try, otherwise... all the Saint Realm martial artists from our continents might end up dying here," that half-step Void God said.

"How about this: we all split up simultaneously. While the Fire Poison Scorpion is fast, it still only has one head and can’t chase everyone at once," the female half-step Void God’s eyes flickered.

At her words, everyone fell silent.

Because they all understood that although the Fire Poison Scorpion indeed has only one head and can at most chase two groups of people, those two groups being chased would probably have no survivors. Whether anyone could survive such a choice would be entirely up to luck.

"Huh? Look, isn’t that..."

At this moment, someone voiced their surprise, having seen Jing Yan and his group in the distance. frёewebηovel.cѳm

"Yi Xiang?"

"It’s the Heavenly Origin Continent martial artists who split up from us earlier, including Jing Yan and Mr. Zhong, they’re all there."

"How is this possible? How are they still alive? How did they get through the Flame Land? They... it seems none of them are missing, all of them are alive."

Voices of amazement rose from the natives camp.

They had thought the Heavenly Origin Continent martial artists who separated from them might have all perished. Mr. Zhong surviving was within their expectations. But all the martial artists from the Heavenly Origin Continent being alive was beyond their imagination.

In the final stage of leaving the Flame Land, the Destruction Fire’s quantity was terrifying, and their large camp lost dozens of Saint Realm Third Stage martial artists. How did Mr. Zhong manage to keep all the Heavenly Origin Continent martial artists alive?

"Hiss~"

The Fire Poison Scorpion continued its fierce attack.

Jing Yan looked at the natives camp, his expression cold and stern. He hesitated to step in and help.

If it had been before the unpleasantness with Ouyang Lin and the others in the Flame Land, Jing Yan would have undoubtedly helped upon seeing the warriors of the natives camp being slaughtered by the Fire Poison Scorpion. But at this moment, Jing Yan hesitated.

Their actions in the Flame Land had left Jing Yan disheartened. Just because there were no living half-step Void God level warriors from the Heavenly Origin Continent, they had treated the Saint Realm warriors from the Heavenly Origin Continent as cannon fodder. This was the main reason for Jing Yan’s anger.

"Lord Jing Yan, I want to help," Yi Xiang said with a conflicted expression, finally unable to hold back.

Jing Yan turned his eyes to Yi Xiang.

"Brother Yi Xiang, have you forgotten how they treated you just now in the Flame Land?" Jing Yan was a bit surprised at Yi Xiang’s reaction.

"Of course not."

"They made our Heavenly Origin Continent warriors cannon fodder to scout the way. How could it be easily forgotten? But after all, they are natives, we share the same roots. Standing here and watching them be slaughtered by the Fire Poison Scorpion, I... find it hard to bear," Yi Xiang looked at Jing Yan.

"Brother Yi Xiang, with your strength, even if you go to help, it would be to no avail. The Fire Poison Scorpion is too powerful. Even ordinary half-step Void Gods find it hard to pose any threat to it," Jing Yan shook his head.

"I understand. But if we natives cannot unite as one, then in the previous Human-God war, we might have already been defeated by the Divine Clan," Yi Xiang chuckled bitterly. "Lord Jing Yan, I’m not suggesting you step in and help. If you don’t step in, no one can hold it against you, and you have no reason to. In the Flame Land, Ouyang Lin and the others were so rude to you. They’re entirely to blame for what’s happening now."

Jing Yan sighed, understanding Yi Xiang’s point.

Mr. Zhong was watching from the side with a smile.

"Help them this time. Hopefully, they’ll learn their lesson," Jing Yan finally couldn’t bear to stand by idly.

If too many Saint Realm martial artists from the natives die, it would also affect the balance between the natives and the Divine Clan, possibly inciting another war from the Divine Clan.

"Let’s go together," Jing Yan said, then looked at Mr. Zhong. "Mr. Zhong, this matter doesn’t concern you. You can wait here or continue searching for treasures."

"Haha, no hurry to find the Ancestor of Principles, I don’t mind joining the fun," Mr. Zhong waved his hand.

Jing Yan nodded.

They flew towards the natives camp.

"Do you need our help?" Jing Yan slightly circulated his primordial energy and asked.

Seeing Mr. Zhong and the others coming over, the people of the natives camp were already hopeful, wishing for Mr. Zhong’s help. However, they didn’t hold high hopes, as Mr. Zhong had no obligation to help them, nor was he a native.

Upon hearing Jing Yan’s inquiry, their hearts lifted with joy.

"If we could get Mr. Zhong’s help, we would be eternally grateful," a half-step Void God immediately shouted.

Mr. Zhong has many means and treasures. If one of those treasures could limit the Fire Poison Scorpion’s speed, then working together to kill the Fire Poison Scorpion wouldn’t be impossible.