1333 Eat a Flatbread to Quell the Fear

The battlefield of the stars was meant for Great Saints. Here, they could wantonly unleash their supreme power without worrying that it would affect anyone down below.

Figures followed him into the battlefield.

Clad in the Nether King Armor with the cloak flapping loudly in the wind, Er Ha floated in midair, clasping the Nether King Halberd. Eight Great Saints of either One or Two-revolution had surrounded him, and their aura almost shook heaven and earth, bringing him tremendous pressure.

To Er Ha, this was a test of strength. After all, he was alone. The eight Great Saints could kill him by attacking him together. 

His sharp eyes swept around him, and he was calm inside.

Earth Prison had way less Great Saints than Nether Prison, so in order to win the war, every Earth Prison Great Saint had to fight several Nether Prison Great Saints at a time. Otherwise, once the other Great Saints were free from any fight, it would be Earth Prison's disaster. That was why Er Ha had to stop the eight Great Saints around him. 

He exhaled softly. All of a sudden, his eyes turned sharper.

The Nether King Halberd swept out, creating an arc-shaped air blast as he charged at the enemies.

The Nether Prison Great Saints stared at him coldly and moved in a flash as well.

A great battle instantly broke out in the battlefield of the stars, with Er Ha fighting eight opponents alone.

…

On the wall of Imprisoned Dragon Pass, many Nine-revolution Little Saints of aristocratic families bit into their Fortune Flatbreads.

The flatbread was a weird one as it actually brought fortune based on one's luck. This kind of effect was very rare.

Crunch! Crunch! 

The crisp sounds rang through the air on the wall.

On the Nether Prison side, many experts looked far into the distance and clearly saw what happened on the wall, and that baffled them.

"They're eating flatbread in the middle of such a serious battle?"

Many Nether Prison experts looked at each other and felt confused.

"If the people of Earth Prison are so stupid, they deserve to be wiped out by Nether Prison," some Nether Prison expert said with mixed emotions.

All of a sudden, mighty auras exploded out and soared into the sky from the top of the wall. The auras of the experts who ate the flatbreads changed—the fortune gas had transformed them.

His laugh echoed through the air as he rushed into the battlefield. He moved so fast that he was like a phantom, and no one could stop him. In a twinkling, he had held up two Nine-revolution Little Saints and even seriously wounded one of them.

Boom! 

A Little Saint of the Fire Demon Clan moved. Shrouded in flames that could burn everything, he flew toward the battlefield.

Meanwhile, an expert on the wall obtained a water-element fortune. He was surrounded in streams of water as if he had turned into a Water Demon, and his understanding of the water element had reached its pinnacle.

Rumble! 

A water dragon rushed forward, caught the Fire Demon Little Saint, and threw him to the ground.

"Hahaha! My luck is very good!" An expert with long hair burst out laughing. His aura was climbing, and suddenly, it broke through the barrier of Nine-revolution Little Saint and stepped into the realm of Two-revolution Great Saint.

A terrible aura swept across the whole battlefield.

The expert, who had broken through on the battlefield and became a Great Saint, immediately soared into the sky and entered the battlefield of the stars to help Er Ha! 

Er Ha was somewhat confused by the arrival of this expert because he never knew there was such a Great Saint in Earth Prison.

Those on the Nether Prison side were already stunned. They were somewhat dumbstruck as they looked at the Earth Prison experts who seemed to have been given some kind of drug. 

Despite this unexpected turn of events, it still comforted them that Nether Prison still dominated the battlefield. After all, the foundations of Nether Prison experts were stronger than that of Earth Prison. As long as they persisted, Earth Prison would surely be defeated. 

Suddenly, the eyes of Nether Prison commanders in the battleships went wide, and every one of them stared incredulously at the battlefield where the tide had changed in a flash. They were completely stunned.

In the battlefield, Earth Prison Little Saints distanced themselves from the enemies they were fighting, and each of them pulled out a steaming flatbread.

"Why are you eating during a battle? Are you looking down on Nether Prison?" a Nether Prison expert bellowed as if he had been humiliated.

"No… I just want to eat a flatbread to quell my fear," the Earth Prison expert answered.

After eating the flatbread, the wisp of fortune gas entered his body, and the expert was struck by luck. In a flash, his cultivation base improved by several levels, and he killed the Nether Prison expert with a stroke of his knife.

Similar scenes were happening all over the battlefield. Those experts who ate the flatbread had become stronger by varying levels. Some had improved their cultivation bases significantly, and some Nine-revolution Little Saints had broken through to the Great Saint Realm.

Nether Prison was dominating the battlefield, but in the blink of an eye, the tables had turned. That baffled many Nether Prison experts and even someone from Earth Prison.

Ying Long was also confused as he floated in midair and watched many Earth Prison experts' strength skyrocket after eating the flatbread.

"Is that flatbread… some kind of a spirit pill or elixir? It can actually let a Little Saint's cultivation base soar in a flash and even give them a chance to step into the Great Saint Realm?"

However, Ying Long had no time to ponder further because, in shame and rage, Nether Prison had sent out stronger Great Saints. They wanted to crush Earth Prison with numbers.

"This is no place for you Nether Prison bastards to act wildly!" Ying Long's eyes were bright. He smashed the void hard with the butt of the Hollow Eye Staff, causing the void to tremble as powerful waves spread. Then, he strode away, lured the Nether Prison Five-revolution Great Saint into the battlefield of the stars, and fought him there.

With Ying Long's cultivation base, he naturally crushed the Five-revolution Great Saint.

Naturally, Nether Prison was unwilling to admit defeat, so two more Great Saints flew into the sky, one Seven-revolution and one Six-revolution.

These were the strongest Nether Prison Great Saints. The others were all Nine-revolution Great Saints, who were also the Patriarchs of the nine clans.

The Patriarchs seemed to be waiting for something. They floated in midair and looked at the battlefield down below with indifferent faces.

The battlefield of the stars constantly rumbled as terrible Wills of the Great Path collided and kept crushing each other.

Er Ha's strength was enhanced significantly by the Nether King Halberd and the Nether King Armor, and he managed to seriously wound several Nether Prison Great Saints. Eventually, with the help of the Earth Prison Great Saint who he never met before, he won the victory.

As the eight Nether Prison Great Saints who fought Er Ha fled with serious injuries, he pierced one of them with the halberd and lifted the body. The remaining seven managed to escape the battlefield.

After going through the Demon Passes, Er Ha had become extremely fearsome.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

All the experts on the battlefield looked up at the sky. There, a figure in black armor and a waving red cloak stood in midair, holding a halberd in one hand with a Nether Prison One-revolution Great Saint hanging from its tip. Beads of blood kept falling from the halberd into the battlefield, sounding like boulders smashing into the ground.

It was a shocking sight, and the Nether Prison experts were frightened.

The Earth Prison experts, on the other hand, exploded into an uproar and cheered excitedly. The Nether King's victory was like a shot in the arm for them, making their fighting spirit surge.

"Kill them all!"

Earth Prison's morale was at its peak, and it struck fear into the hearts of many Nether Prison experts. Relying on the Fortune Flatbread, Earth Prison managed to form a counterattack and forced Nether Prison experts several hundred miles back, killing countless enemies along the way.

"My Er Ha is so handsome!" On the wall, the pale-faced Luo Ji's eyes seemed to glow like tiny stars. She lost her heart to Er Ha as she watched him kill a One-revolution Great Saint like a god. 

You Ji's eyes were gleaming as well, but very soon, her pupils constricted as she found that the real top experts of Nether Prison had moved.

The six experts, who had been floating in midair, had finally made their moves. As the supreme existences and true backbones of Nether Prison, their appearance in the battle was the beginning of Earth Prison's nightmare!

"Hehehe…" A cold laugh rang through the skies, lingering beside every ear.

The next moment, a fireball that looked like the sun thrust out of the void. Waves of searing heat and monstrous pressure instantly spread across the whole battlefield. The pressure made everyone feel as if they were suffocating, and no one dared to breathe too loud.

"This… This is the Fire Demon Patriarch!" said an Earth Prison expert in a bitter tone.

The Fire Demon Patriarch was a Peaked Great Saint of the nine Nether Prison clans, and he represented the supreme fighting force of the Netherworld. An expert such as this could not be defeated even with the help of the Fortune Flatbread.

Was Earth Prison about to be defeated?

Er Ha looked at the frightening existence who descended like the sun. Under the scorching sun, he was as meager as a worm.

He jerked his halberd, causing the Nether Prison Great Saint's body to explode and turn into a cloud of blood mist. Then, he pointed the halberd at the Fire Demo Patriarch.

"Hehehe…" The Fire Demon Patriarch's cold voice rang out. "You're overreaching yourself… I might be afraid if your father, Nether King Tian Cang, is here. As for you… you're just a worm to me."

Amid the flames, a figure emerged. His beard was fire, and he looked old, but his aura was as mighty as the sun. 

Boom! 

A flaming whip lashed out.

Nether King Er Ha roared. He swung the halberd and sent several beams of light in a row at the whip, and only then he was able to disperse it. Even then, wisps of white steam were already rising from his body.

This Fire Demon Patriarch was giving him much more pressure than Black Demon of the Black Temple. After all, Black Demon was suppressed by the power of the Laws. His strength was less than one-tenth of his full strength, and he was in a weak state. 

Even so, Er Ha and Ying Long still had a hard time fighting Black Demon. Now, this Fire Demon Patriarch was a much stronger Nine-revolution Great Saint…

There was no way Er Ha could stand up against him.

"Where is that mangy dog…" Er Ha gritted his teeth as beads of sweat trickled down his forehead. "Without that mangy dog, no one in Earth Prison can resist the Patriarchs of the nine clans…"

All of a sudden, the void in the distance was torn apart, and then a Netherworld Ship came sailing out of it. 

The ship floated over Imprisoned Dragon Pass with Nethery sitting on the prow.

You Ji's pupils constricted when she saw Nethery, and her face turned unsightly immediately. "What are you doing here? It's too dangerous here!" 

"I'm here to help you," Nethery said, looking at You Ji.

Nethery's appearance did not attract much attention. At this moment, all eyes were on the Fire Demon Patriarch and Er Ha in midair.

The battle between them would decide the development of the war.

The Fire Demon Patriarch was too lazy to enter the battlefield of the stars. After all, he was just dealing with a Two-revolution Great Saint, so there was no need to enter that battlefield. With his power, he could directly kill the guy.

Suddenly, the Fire Demon Patriarch's scarlet eyes focused, then he threw a palm at Er Ha. The palm seemed to have gathered the sources of fire in the world. It burned ragingly, distorting the void. As soon as it flew toward Er Ha, it sealed the void around him, preventing him from running away.

The palm was filled with monstrous killing intent!

"Hehehe… Without Nether King Tian Cang, you are just fighting a war that you can never win!" The Fire Demon Patriarch's voice echoed through the skies.

Facing the palm, Er Ha felt as if he had somehow lost all hope.

All the people on the wall turned pale, their bodies swaying. If Nether King Er Ha was killed, it would be a huge blow to Earth Prison's morale.

Nethery raised her head and slightly furrowed her brows.

As the huge flaming palm drew nearer, a burst of laughter suddenly rang out in the distance, booming like thunder. Everyone jerked their heads around and looked in that direction.

"Hey, little fireball, are you an idiot? Do you think I don't exist? Do you know that I watched Nether King Tian Cang grow up?!"

Roar! 

Accompanied by a dragon roar, the colossal Blood Illuminating Dragon flapped its wings and approached from the distance.

Two figures could be seen standing atop its head. One was Yellow Spring Great Sage, who held a jade wine jar in hand, and the other was a somewhat skinny figure.

Facing the flaming palm that was about to hit Er Ha, Yellow Spring Great Sage flicked his finger. The next moment, a stream of Yellow Spring water poured from the sky and smashed toward the palm.