His cultivation technique is really activated at the cost of his life?!

Thinking of this, the Fifth Elder couldn't help but take several more glances at the members of the Profound Yellow Sect.

To defend against the Sea Race, are they really disregarding their lives? No wonder his aura is still only at the Golden Core Realm. However, the Merfolk King is a master in the Mahayana Realm. Even the Great Dream Immortal Sect would probably need to expend a great deal of their experts to deal with him. Of course, it would be easy if their Sect Leader took action. After all, the Sect Leader is at the Tribulation Realm, just one step away from Ascension. Dealing with a mere Merfolk King should be no problem. The issue is that their Sect Leader isn't around, and the Merfolk King's adversary is a junior at the Golden Core Realm. What kind of cultivation technique is this, allowing a junior in the Golden Core Realm to unleash such terrifying power?

At the bottom of the sea, Old Mo slowly raised his head. At this moment, his bones began to crack, and his skin was covered with visible fissures. In the next moment, he would die outright.

Such was the price of opening the Death Gate. Once it was opened, death was certain!

Can I go again? Old Mo murmured softly, then let out a heavy breath.

"Ye Kai!"

Following his shout, the surrounding seawater began to distort as if something were strangling it.

Seeing this, the Fifth Elder's eyes bulged, horror reflected in his gaze.

He will die! He will definitely die! The aura emanating from this Profound Yellow Sect junior is now sufficient to make even those in the Tribulation Realm tremble. This move... it could directly kill a master of the Tribulation Realm!

The Merfolk King, confined by the Air Cannon, also felt the terrifying murderous intent. Death seemed to be enveloping him. Under the Air Cannon, he was completely powerless, barely able to lift an arm.

The next moment, a red figure shot rapidly out of the water, the sound of bones fracturing continuously.

BANG—

With that kick, Old Mo's life definitively ended. His body began to carbonize. The blood-red steam vanished, and his body disintegrated, like a shattered dam.

And what of the Merfolk King?

Under that kick, not even a corpse was left behind. Indeed! This kick had distorted space, and the Merfolk King's body was completely annihilated.

The Turtle Chancellor felt his mouth go dry. Swallowing hard, he murmured, "The Human Race has produced an Immortal who is not an Immortal. In terms of body refining, this Chancellor would call him the strongest! This man should be regarded as the number one body refiner in the Cultivation Realm!"

What a pity. They witnessed the rise of a body refiner but also saw his fall. The luck of the Northern Wilderness Human Race has run out!

"Chancellor, is the Merfolk King... dead?" a Flying Fish in the Void Refining Realm asked doubtfully.

The Turtle Chancellor nodded slowly and said, "Under that move, even if Lord Dragon King himself came, he would probably be severely injured and even..."

Death!

He dared not utter those two words. But he knew very well how terrifying that kick was.

Could the Dragon King have withstood that kick?

"Chancellor, the Tower Ship of the Celestial Splendor Sect has arrived!" a Crab General reported, looking towards the sky. "It seems they have come to aid the Profound Yellow Sect. Shall we attack now?"

The Turtle Chancellor slowly raised his head and pondered. "No hurry. The sea surface is still not calm, which is disadvantageous to us. Wait a bit longer. Gather all the Merfolk. After one hour, follow me to attack and take down the Human Race's city wall!"

「…」

On the players' side, seeing Old Mo kill the Merfolk King, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Not a bad deal. At least our losses aren't too severe for now.

Seeing that the Sea Race had no intention of continuing their attack, the players understood they had withstood the second wave.

Now it's just the final third wave. Those fifty thousand Sea Race members in the distance pose a huge pressure on us.

Chaotic Dance Steps organized, "Earth Element Players, immediately build a dam! Array Mages, quickly go and inscribe defensive arrays! Rebuild the tower! The last wave is coming, everyone get ready!"

Immediately, the players began to get busy. Even though people from the Celestial Splendor Sect and the Great Dream Immortal Sect had arrived, they paid them no heed.

「Inside the Command Post.」

Chaotic Dance Steps rubbed his temples and looked up, asking, "This is the first time Old Mo has opened the Death Gate, right? Can he do it again after resurrecting?"

Neighbor Six shook his head.

Are you kidding? If the Death Gate of the Eight Gates Escape Armor could be triggered so easily, Old Mo alone could have dealt with the Sea Race.

"I've heard Old Mo say that after opening the Death Gate once, it requires a one-month cooldown period," Neighbor Six explained. "This means Old Mo won't be able to open the Death Gate of the Eight Gates Escape Armor again for the next month."

One month of cooldown, huh? Makes sense. After all, this cultivation technique is too terrifying; it would be unreasonable if it didn't have some restrictions.

"It's up to all of us now," Chaotic Dance Steps said, narrowing his eyes. "Let's go. We should get involved too. There's no need for command in this final wave. Human Wave Tactics is the only way."

Neighbor Six understood clearly.

Everything expendable has been used, and key targets have been eliminated. The final wave is entirely up to us players now. It's very troublesome, but it's the only way left.

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