Chapter 360

"I can't make it to the exit …"

Seeing this, Jiang Buzhuo's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He knew he couldn't succeed.

He could persist and ignore the holes in the flying shuttle. Perhaps he could use his cultivation to pass through the exit.

But if he did that, all the people he brought would die. These people were his descendants, the pillars of the sect. He couldn't abandon them!

"Honey badger friend, I'm sorry. The reward I promised you is gone!"

Jiang Buzhuo said with a pained heart. He was unwilling to give up and urged the flying shuttle to float up to the surface.

Honey Badger Demon King was with the Honey Badger Demon Saint. He didn't want his descendants to die here, so he understood Jiang Buzhuo's difficulties.

However, he hated the group of people who would do anything to achieve their goals.

"A bunch of bastards! How dare you trick me! Do you really think my honey badger race is easy to bully? "

Demon Saint's crew cut turned red because of his extreme anger. Suddenly, he shot out of the flying shuttle like an arrow leaving the bow!

"Roar —"

He roared angrily and extended his claws, drawing five black rays in the water!

This attack contained almost all of his demonic power. After using it, he bounced back into the flying shuttle. His aura was dispirited and weak.

The black claw ray slashed across the seawater with a destructive aura. It landed heavily on the World Supreme Disk that was flying toward him!

Bang bang bang!

The World Supreme Disk shook violently. The two sages' expressions changed drastically. They frantically urged the essence force in their bodies to maintain the stability of the artifact.

However, the World Supreme Disk's situation wasn't any better than the silver flying shuttle. Under the corrosion of the seawater, it was at the end of its tether. Now that Demon Saint's attack had hit it, it started to leak.

"Steady!"

Yan Kuan shouted angrily. He urged the Underworld Rakshasa Banner with all his strength and used the power of souls to block the hole.

The old servant gritted his teeth and tried his best to maintain the stability of the ship.

This process was too dangerous. All the cultivators on the ship tried to stabilize the ship.

In this state where it could collapse at any time, the World Supreme Disk continued to move forward. Finally, it was only two hundred zhang away from the exit!

However, this two hundred zhang became a huge chasm. The speed of the World Supreme Disk was greatly reduced. It almost stopped moving!

Pfft!

Yan Kuan bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence. He activated a secret technique and forcefully increased his strength for a short period of time!

The old servant also used a similar mystic art. His face instantly became as pale as paper, and he became even older. However, the strength of his body skyrocketed!

The two Great Sages used their secret techniques at all costs and finally increased the speed of the World Supreme Disc. Two hundred zhang, one hundred zhang, five hundred zhang. The exit was almost within reach!

"Just a little more."

The aura of the two Sages weakened again. Under the strong pressure of the seawater, the duration of the secret technique was too short.

"That's the only way!"

Suddenly, Yan Kuan's expression turned vicious as he swept his gaze across the remaining cultivators on the ship. His hand turned into a gigantic palm and grabbed a total of ten cultivators!

These were ten kings, and they were all lifted up by him. Their expressions changed drastically.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

"No, Senior, please don't …"

Their faces were filled with fear, as if they had guessed the other party's intentions.

Gu Chen and Lu Yichen were not caught. They were closer to the Sage of the Yan Family.

"Dao Friend Yan, what are you doing?"

Huang Fude's expression changed. Yan Kuan had captured all the remaining cultivators from the Palace of the Underworld God other than him and the old servant!

"Hmph, you brat from the Huangfu Family. If you didn't provoke the shuttle of the Thousand Refinements Holy Sect, we wouldn't be in such a predicament!"

"At this moment, the Old Man needs sacrifices. It's already good enough that he didn't capture you. You better shut up!"

At this moment of life and death, Yan Kuan couldn't care less about fear and directly voiced out his thoughts.

"Dao Friend Yan, you …"

Huang Fude was furious, but he was stopped by the old servant beside him.

"The situation is urgent. Hurry up and take action. If you continue, you will lose your life!"

He hinted to Huang Fude not to be rash.

Seeing this, Huang Fude gritted his teeth and didn't speak anymore. Yan Kuan let out a sharp whistle and clenched his gigantic palm!

Bang bang bang!

The ten kings screamed and turned into blood mist, entering the Underworld Rakshasa Banner.

Weng —

After absorbing the sacrifices, the Underworld Rakshasa Banner's dim light lit up again. Protecting the broken World Venerable Disk, it finally rushed through the exit!

The tide-like pressure suddenly disappeared. The World Venerable Disk fell heavily on the ground and broke into pieces.

The group of people also fell to the ground in disarray, each of them panting from exhaustion.

"We're finally saved."

Gu Chen and Lu Yichen couldn't help but look at each other. The journey just now was really dangerous and unpredictable!

Huang Fude sat on the ground and let out a sigh of relief. His life was really picked up.

The two Sages were the most miserable. They used all their treasures and secret techniques. They were almost at the point of exhaustion, but they finally made it here safely!

Once they were safe, they immediately took out healing pills and sat cross-legged to meditate.

The side effects of using the secret techniques earlier were not small. If they weren't treated quickly, it would affect their cultivation foundation.

Everyone rested, and those who had spare energy to observe their surroundings.

This place was like a giant cave. One side led to the bottom of the sea, and the other side was blocked by a dark red wall.

It was unknown what kind of rock the wall was made of, but it looked strange. It seemed like it could move, and there was a foul smell coming from it.

This wall completely blocked the way forward. There was only a door on the lower left side.

The door was made of an unknown metal, and it was embedded into the wall. It was very eye-catching.

Beside it was a stone tablet. On it, there were two big words: Arsenal!

Other than that, there were many words at the bottom of the stone tablet. However, they were too far away, so they couldn't see what was written.

"Finally found the Arsenal!"

Huang Fude saw the door of the Arsenal immediately. He was surprised and wanted to go forward immediately.

However, he glanced at Sage Yan Kuan, who was recuperating, and his expression became gloomy.

At this moment, only he and the old servant were left in the Underworld God Palace. There were still some people in the Acheron Tower.

If they waited for Yan Kuan to finish healing and recover, and if he wanted to take the Arsenal for himself, the situation would be very disadvantageous to them …

Huang Fude's eyes flickered when he thought of this. He secretly held onto a forbidden talisman in his sleeve and walked towards Yan Kuan.

As long as he killed him, the remaining shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Yan Family would not be a threat. The Huangfu Family would take the Arsenal for themselves!

As Huang Fude walked towards Yan Kuan, Gu Chen also walked towards the old servant who was healing with a cold expression.

The situation before him was even better than the countless situations that he had predicted!

The timing, the location, and the Sage was weak!

Huang Fude wanted to kill Yan Kuan and take the treasures for himself, but he didn't expect the mantis to stalk the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!

Lu Yichen calmly walked to a corner and casually tossed out one of the few remaining silver beads.

She wasn't sure if her companions could be teleported over with the green sea separating them.