I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 722

Chapter 722: Chapter 723: Is it that weak?
Within the vortex, a person said indifferently, “I remember your voices, you are Mei Changqing’s trusted aides. Why hasn’t he come here?”

The old beggar replied respectfully, “Reporting to your honor, City Lord Mei was defeated in a fight and has suffered severe injuries, incapacitating him till now.”

“Hmph, useless, people from the Lower Realm are indeed weak!”

“Forget it, having you here is the same. I am now preparing to cross over, test the space portal with a Spirit Stone to see if it’s stable.”

The voice continued speaking.

The old beggar took out a Spirit Stone, threw it into the Spiritual Power Vortex, and several metallic clashing sounds emanated from the dark channel within. The Spirit Stone remained intact, indicating that the channel before them was very stable and could accommodate cultivators passing through.

For a moment, the eyes of everyone present became fervent. Does this not mean they could now directly cross the channel and reach the Upper Realm?

“Ahem, your honor, the Spirit Stone is undamaged, and the space channel is very stable!”

A hint of slyness appeared in the old beggar’s eyes as he said respectfully.

“Good, I shall cross over now with my Great Divine Power, and all of you quickly kneel to welcome me!”

The voice carried a tinge of excitement, apparently quite eager to proceed.

“We welcome your honor!”

The old beggar winked at the others, Li Xiaobai took the hint, and with a grand wave of his hand, immediately bought two supreme-rulerzillas from the shopping mall to stand guard on either side of the channel. Meanwhile, Liuren’s figure flickered as brilliant golden destructive light burst from him, and he held the Sea-Calming Divine Needle in his hand, shining brilliantly as he pointed it toward the vortex, releasing an invisible, towering wave.

“What…”

“What’s this for?”

“You wouldn’t be planning to take on an Upper Realm big shot, would you?”

The Old Dragon King’s expression was horrified; he had not expected Li Xiaobai and the others to suddenly pull such a move.

That was a cultivator from the Upper Realm, one who had grown up absorbing the Immortal Spirit Qi since birth. How could they possibly be a match for these Lower Realm beings?

“Hahaha, I’ve long disliked the cultivators from the Upper Realm. Lad, your style really suits my taste. Count me in!”

Laughing heartily, the Kraken’s immense aura filled the space; its enormous blue form billowed over the skies, swimming through the void, firmly locking onto the Spiritual Power Vortex below.

“Grandfather, quickly go and support my husband.”

Long Xue urged beside him, sensing that Li Xiaobai and the old beggar had a plan and were in sync, evidently confident in capturing the person from the Upper Realm.

“Alright, I shall trust you this once!”

The Old Dragon King acted without hesitation, manifesting his true form and coiling his massive dragon’s body high in the sky, his pupils shooting golden supreme light, complementing the might of the gigantic Kraken.

“Don’t worry, I’ve already dealt with this person before, and he’s strong on the outside but hollow inside, easy to deal with!” the old beggar said indifferently.

“Indeed, I trust the analysis of the senior from Tianwu, and if we can capture this person, we can obtain a wealth of intelligence,” Li Xiaobai remarked, nodding. They had previously encountered the mysterious presence on the other side of the altar at the frontier, judging him to be posturing and unlikely to be much stronger in cultivation than them.

“Focus everyone, the incoming person, even if not strong, is certainly at the Mahayana Realm or above, plus he cultivates with Immortal Spirit Qi. The outcome of the battle is still uncertain!”

Liuren spoke to raise their spirits, and the crowd fell silent, their eyes fixated on the center of the vortex, awaiting the arrival of the mysterious being from the Upper Realm.

Several minutes passed.

The passageway echoed with a fine rustling sound.

Li Xiaobai saw a swarm of grey mice scurrying out from the dark depths of the vortex, squeaking frenetically and darting all about, confirming his belief that the newcomer was definitely not a big shot. Otherwise, why would they still be so cautious as to use mice to probe the stability of the vortex channel?

He exchanged glances with the old beggar, and they saw the amusement in each other’s eyes—the guy’s behavior had already revealed his true nature.

“Pat, pat!”

It was at that moment that a series of footsteps came through, resonating within the Spiritual Power Vortex.

A grey-clad figure burst out of the passageway, a middle-aged man.

The man sported unkempt facial hair, his cheeks sunken, clearly lacking in vigor, obviously having faced many hardships. Dressed in grey robes riddled with rags, patches, and holes, his face nevertheless was brimming with joy and madness.

“Hahaha, I’ve made it down!”

“Enforcement Team, you can’t catch me now!”

“Once I’ve killed all your disciples in this Lower Realm, you’ll know what regret is!”

The man howled at the sky, and even a glint of teary brilliance shone in his eyes, but his exclamations abruptly ceased, and the smile on his face instantly froze.

After a brief moment of joy, he realized that something was off about his surroundings.

The scene before him was slightly different from what he had envisioned.

The entire world was exceptionally dismal. In front of him stood a woman clad in golden armor, wielding a long rod pointed directly at him, emanating an overwhelming aura that was extremely terrifying.

Above his head, there was constant thunder and lightning, with an unending rumble and the fierce roars of beasts echoing around him.

Looking up, he saw a gigantic Kraken large enough to cover the sky, circling overhead, exuding a terrifying presence, while amid the clouds loomed an enormous dragon of massive length, its fierce head proudly raised with crimson lights flickering in its eyes, staring intently at him without blinking.

To his left and right were two gigantic and previously unseen beasts crouching vigilantly, their bodies covered in impenetrable scales. Even as they leaned slightly forward, their huge heads exhaling hot breaths were so close they could have swallowed him whole in an instant.

“I’m…”

“What the heck is this!”

“Did I enter the wrong place?”

Gazing upon the apocalyptic scene before him, the grey-robed middle-aged man was terrified out of his wits and turned to run, attempting to retreat the way he came. But the next second, a gigantic claw attacked, lifting him up like a small chicken. It was none other than supreme-rulerzilla, who had been lurking nearby.

“No, don’t eat me!”

The man screamed for mercy, frantically writhing and struggling, forgetting even the most basic of attack methods.

Everyone was somewhat speechless. Was this Upper Realm person really so timid as a mouse?

“Hehehe, the old beggar said this guy was definitely a weakling, and you didn’t believe it. Now what do you think?” the old beggar said smugly.

The dragons in the sky and the Kraken took on the forms of two old men and walked over leisurely, “shit, all that wasted sentiment, thought I was facing a life-or-death enemy, but it turns out to be this thing!”

“Indeed, I also thought there would be a tough fight. It seems we overestimated him,” Liuren said, throwing the Sea-Calming Divine Needle over his shoulder and scrutinizing the middle-aged man with disappointment in his eyes.

Li Xiaobai was so exasperated he almost spat out blood, “shit, I spent twenty million to summon supreme-rulerzilla for this worthless thing!”

Surrounded by these “ultimate creatures,” the middle-aged man was scared almost to the point of tears.

“Esteemed seniors, I seem to have come to the wrong place. May I ask if this is an ancient battlefield somewhere?”