Chapter 715 715 The Contest

Chapter 715 Chapter 715 The Contest

"You could have easily left here and escaped yet you chose a different path."

Our bored gamer said to a sickly looking man who stood there as if a gentle gust of wind could have easily uprooted him from the spot.

"If i did that, my people would have all been slaughtered." The frail looking man who had merely bones and skin on his body replied and shook his head.

It was very natural for merciless genocide to occur in cases like sect wars. No one wanted to entertain any revenge plots in the future.

"Please come this way, Senior." The man walked and Clark followed in kind. It did not take them long to arrive at an extremely lavish hall.

It was easy to see that this was where the Nine Saint Demon Sect accepted their guests of honor in the past.

Unfortunately, our bored gamer would be the last and final visitor in the place before everything in here shall turn into something else entirely.

The two souls sat on the table and began their strange contest.

"DING!"

"DING!"

"DING!" A jug of wine and 2 cups landed on the main table. The weak man smiled and filled the cups to the brim.

"Although my Nine Saint Demon Sect had seen better days but i will not be remiss in welcoming the Senior. I offer this cup in awe of the Senior's peerless temperament."

The man raised his cup and drank it to the last drop.

"..." Clark obliged and mirrored the actions of the frail looking man. He drank it all and tasted the supreme wine cultivation in his front.

Its age must have been more than 5,000 years at our bored gamer's expert deduction. Clark took the big jar of wine and refilled both cups without ado.

"This cup is for my admiration of your courage and sacrifice." Our avid gamer said and it was his turn to drink first. With his wise eyes, he has of course seen what this sickly man has done.

"I made the Senior laugh at me again. Anyone else would have easily mocked me for my stupidity." The weak man replied.

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After that, the rest of the countless millions around also did their part. They unleashed everything no matter how big or small.

Every single drop of technique counted in the long game. And perhaps the fiercest of them all were those who had already lost a friend and a loved one in this war.

There was madness in their eyes.

"LOOK! There's something wrong with the damned snakes!" A nameless cultivator shouted first.

He could see that 1 of the usually indestructible 9 snakes around the Nine Saint Demon Sect almost dropped half dead on the ground.

It tried to wiggle up once more but it stopped moving after the 3rd try.

"BOOM!" This giant shadow snake collapsed on the ground for the final time. Its figure then turned illusory until it disappeared out of existence.

"YESSSSSSSSS! It's working! Everyone, don't stop now!" Another small cultivator cheered and did what he could in this massive campaign.

Run his mouth off for some added motivation to the real strong people around him.

"BANG!" Another snake died shortly after.

"BANG!"

"BANG!"

"BANG!" And one by one, they fell to their doom until the last snake was left standing to shield the sect.

"You will not get anything from the Nine Saint Demon Sect!" A loud voice shouted and before long, an instant detonation covered the vision of everyone.

A blinding light followed and the effects of this self explosion was hastily felt thereafter. A Dao Profound Realm's last card was definitely not easy to take.

"DING!" The weak ones could not even shout before they were turned into nothing but dust. At least they did not feel pain in this kind of parting.

More or less a hundred million lives were lost in a flash. Luckily enough, our bored gamer's camp received no casualty at all.

"So it finally ends." Clark murmured as he looked at the last stand of a brief drinking partner.