Sequence Ocean Survival: Awakening God-Tier Sequences at the Start

Chapter 290 Kunlun dares to issue an ultimatum? I'll rip your dog's head off!

The two-month period passed in the blink of an eye.

On the back mountain of Daozi Peak, the entrance to the forbidden area was crowded with people.

Today is the day that Lu Sheng, the chief Daoist of Dengxian Island, emerges from seclusion. The scale of the event is comparable to that of the Lunar New Year.

Li Xiaoyao, dressed in a brand-new purple-gold Taoist robe, with his hair neatly combed and holding a top-grade spirit fan that he usually couldn't bear to use, stood in front of the Dragon-Slaying Stone with a radiant face.

Behind him, Xing Tian, ​​Ling Yao, and a group of core elders stood on both sides, and further back were thousands of eager disciples and inner disciples.

"You all better be more alert!"

Li Xiaoyao lightly shook his folding fan, his tone revealing undisguised smugness: "We spared no expense in opening the Heavenly Treasure Vault this time. It contains the accumulation of our Immortal Ascension Island over thousands of years. Even a tiny bit of opportunity, no bigger than a fingernail, would be enough to transform that kid."

"Elder, aren't you afraid that Lu Sheng will try to do too much and end up with nothing?" Xing Tian asked in a deep voice, arms crossed, his eyes filled with both expectation and worry.

"Can't chew it?" Li Xiaoyao chuckled, stroked his beard and sighed, "I wish he could eat more. The treasure vault is piled up like mountains, with millions of cubic meters of spirit stones alone, and thousands of divine weapons and artifacts of all kinds. Even if an ancient ferocious beast went in and gnawed at it, it could only eat a tenth of it at most in two months."

As he spoke, he turned to face his disciples, raised his voice eight octaves, and began his usual pre-battle mobilization.

"Disciples! When Daozi emerges from seclusion, he will surely be bathed in brilliant light and auspicious omens! This will be a sign of the revival of my Immortal Island!"

"Let's give a warm round of applause to our newly crowned champion!"

"Is it even possible?!"

"able!!"

Thousands of disciples shouted in unison, the sound waves causing birds in the mountains and forests to fly away in disarray.

Just as the atmosphere reached its climax.

"Boom!"

A heavy, grinding sound rang out.

The massive stone, weighing a million kilograms and sealed for two whole months, slowly rose upwards.

Everyone's breath caught in their throats at that moment, countless eyes fixed on the ever-widening crack, waiting for the legendary radiance to burst forth, waiting for the suffocating pressure of a powerful being.

one meter.

Two meters.

ten meters.

The stone gate was completely opened.

however.

There is no precious light.

There is no auspicious aura.

There wasn't even a trace of extra spiritual energy fluctuation.

Only a chilly draft, carrying a strong earthy smell and as if it had just blown from a freshly dug grave, howled past everyone's faces and ruffled Li Xiaoyao's carefully groomed beard.

Dead silence.

The thousands of people in the audience seemed to be collectively frozen in place, their mouths agape, their expressions shifting from anticipation to blankness, and finally solidifying into an absurd and utterly ridiculous state.

The folding fan in Li Xiaoyao's hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

He rubbed his eyes.

I rubbed it again.

Then his body jerked violently, letting out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered: "Where...where's my Ku?!"

Behind the massive stone gate, all that could be seen was...

Where is there any more magnificent little world?

Where are there still mountains of spirit stones?

What came into view was a huge, bottomless pit!

Let alone treasures.

Even the basalt floor tiles that were laid on the ground are gone!

Even the golden dragon pillars supporting the dome were uprooted!

The tens of thousands of luminous pearls that were originally embedded at the top have completely disappeared, leaving only dark holes, as if mocking the people below.

Is this some kind of seclusion?

This looks like a demolition team has arrived!

"This...this is a thief's den?" Elder Xingtian stared wide-eyed, his words slurred. "But the formation wasn't broken...what kind of thief could steal so cleanly? They even peeled off the plaster from the walls?"

Although Elder Lingyao was a calm and composed person, her eyes were twitching wildly at this moment, and she was clutching her chest tightly with her bare hand, as if afraid that her heart would jump out of her chest.

It's too cruel.

That's really too ruthless.

Is this what they call "eat as much as you can"? Does this kid understand "eating" as the physical act of devouring?

Just when the elders were about to collapse.

Finally, movement came from the bottom of that huge pit.

"Cough cough..."

A coughing sound rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a ragged figure covered in dust climbed up the pit wall.

Everyone took a closer look.

It is Consort Luo.

This usually aloof and high-ranking Phoenix Maiden now had hair like a bird's nest, her face covered in soot, and her priceless soft armor was tattered and torn, making her look exactly like a refugee who had just escaped from a coal mine.

When she saw Li Xiaoyao, she almost couldn't hold back her tears; the overwhelming feeling of grievance she felt upon seeing a loved one instantly erupted.

"Elder..." Luo Tianfei's voice was hoarse, tinged with tears.

"Heavenly Princess! What happened?!" Li Xiaoyao rushed over as if grasping at a straw. "Where are the things in the vault? Did something happen? Did the spatial collapse swallow the treasures?"

He was frantically making excuses.

Even if space collapses, it's still better than being eaten alive!

Luo Tianfei's lips trembled, and she was about to speak.

"Tap, tap, tap."

The sound of steady, powerful footsteps came from the depths of darkness.

With each step, the ground trembled slightly.

Then, a tall and slender figure emerged slowly from the shadows, hands behind his back.

Lu Sheng.

He changed into a clean black casual outfit, his hair was still wet as if he had just washed it, and he was holding a spirit fruit that he had somehow pulled out and was munching on it with gusto.

At this moment, there was no terrifying aura emanating from him.

He looks like a friendly older brother next door who's had a good meal and is out for a stroll.

Except for those eyes that occasionally flashed a grayish-white hue, so deep that one dared not look directly at them.

Lu Sheng walked to the Dragon-Slaying Stone, looked at the group of elders and disciples in front of him with different expressions, as if they had seen a ghost, swallowed the last bite of spiritual fruit, and casually wiped his mouth.

"Oh, everyone's here?"

Lu Sheng greeted them casually, as if asking what they would be having for dinner: "This is quite a grand affair, a welcome ceremony?"

"Welcome... my ass!!"

Li Xiaoyao finally came to his senses, pointing at the huge crater behind him, his fingers trembling as if he were playing a finger-tapping game: "Lu Sheng!! Explain this to me!! What happened?!"

"This is a heritage spanning thousands of years!! And you just give it away like that...give it away..."

Li Xiaoyao clutched his chest, unable to catch his breath, and rolled his eyes as he was about to fall backward.

The two deacons beside him reacted quickly and took out a "Nine-Turn Heart-Protecting Pill" that emitted a medicinal fragrance and stuffed it into the elder's mouth, thus saving him.

Lu Sheng looked at this scene and helplessly shrugged.

"Old man, this is no fun."

"We agreed before we came in that you could take as much as you could, and you'd be willing to spend all your savings as long as you could break through to the Spirit Sect realm."

Lu Sheng pointed to the large pit, looking innocent and even a little aggrieved: "Besides, the gold content of your treasure vault isn't that great. I haven't even had my fill yet, and it's all gone."

"The main problem is the wall plaster... it's too astringent. Remember to use a softer material next time."

Still not full?!

Is the paint on the wall too astringent?!

The thousands of disciples in the audience felt their scalps tingle.

Is this the Chief Daoist?

This looks like a human-shaped Taotie!

"You...you..." Li Xiaoyao swallowed the pill, his breathing improved somewhat, but his face darkened even more. "Fine! Fine, so you weren't full! Now that you've eaten so much, what about your current cultivation level?!"

"If we hadn't reached the Spirit Sect, I would have activated the mountain-protecting formation today and thrown you, you good-for-nothing, into the sea eye!"

All eyes immediately focused on Lu Sheng.

Having consumed so many resources, even a pig should have become a god by now, right?

But at this moment, Lu Sheng's aura was restrained, making it impossible to discern his strength, and he didn't even possess the spiritual pressure unique to powerful individuals.

"realm?"

Lu Sheng curled his lip and casually flicked the fruit pit in his hand.

call out!

The fruit pit transformed into a streak of light, striking precisely a stone peak a kilometer away.

Boom!

The towering stone peak, hundreds of meters high, instantly crumbled into dust without any spiritual energy fluctuations.

Physical crushing.

The entire room fell silent.

Ignoring the shock of the crowd, Lu Sheng slowly raised his head, his originally dark eyes instantly turning into a lifeless gray devoid of emotion.

"Want to see the goods?"

"OK."

"Then... keep your eyes wide open and watch carefully."

Lu Sheng's lips curled up slightly, and he gently lifted his right foot, then casually lowered it towards the ground.

"Thump."

The sound wasn't loud.

But just as his foot touched the ground...

Buzz—!!!

An indescribable wave of terror erupted without warning, centered on Lu Sheng.

This is not spiritual pressure.

This is an absolute crushing force originating from the level of life itself, a desolate feeling of "the end of all things".

The once bright and sunny sky suddenly darkened.

The space within a ten-mile radius seemed to have had all its color drained, turning into a black and white photograph with only gray and white.

Everyone felt a sudden heaviness in their hearts, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their backs.

"Thump!"

"Thump!!"

The nearest few hundred inner disciples' knees were completely out of control, and they knelt down in unison, their backs instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Even powerful figures like Xing Tian and Ling Yao, who were at the Spirit Sect Realm, had their expressions change drastically. They had to use all their spiritual energy to barely maintain their stance, but their trembling legs betrayed their inner horror.

This feeling...

It's not the Spirit Sect at all!

This is like facing a living, ancient god!

Behind Lu Sheng, a thousand-meter-tall phantom flashed by.

Although it was only for a moment, that domineering imperial will, which looked down upon the world and regarded all things as straw dogs, has been deeply imprinted in the soul of everyone.

The Desolate Heavenly Emperor is beginning to show his prowess.

"call……"

Li Xiaoyao felt his throat go dry, and that feeling of sudden cardiac arrest returned.

But this time he didn't faint.

He stared intently at Lu Sheng, his old eyes, which had been clouded by the thought of losing money, now burst with unprecedented ecstasy and brilliance.

That's the madness of a gambler when they turn over their hole cards after going all in and find they have a flush.

"This...this is..." Li Xiaoyao's voice trembled.

Lu Sheng withdrew his aura, and the surrounding colors returned to normal, instantly dissipating the suffocating sense of oppression.

He transformed back into that smug-looking young man.

"How is it?"

Lu Sheng patted Li Xiaoyao on the shoulder, a gesture like a leader inspecting a subordinate: "Was this deal a loss?"

Li Xiaoyao shuddered and instantly changed his expression.

His wrinkled face blossomed into a smile like a blooming chrysanthemum, all his previous pain and anger vanished, replaced by extreme flattery and kindness.

"Loss? Who said we lost money?!"

Li Xiaoyao waved his sleeve and roared at the elders behind him who were still in a daze, "What are you looking at! Can't you see that Daozi has gotten thinner from hunger?!"

"Pass down the order! Open the backup warehouse! Move out everything that's left!"

"Give Daozi whatever he wants to eat! Even if it means tearing down the ancestral master's main hall, hand me the hammer!"

All the disciples present: "..."

Is this the art of face-changing?

Lu Sheng nodded in satisfaction: "Alright, forget about those junk items, the taste is really bad."

He stretched and was about to go back to Daozi Peak to catch up on some sleep.

"etc."

Li Xiaoyao's expression suddenly turned serious, his smile vanished, and he became more solemn than ever before.

He took out a red invitation card with gold lettering from his pocket and handed it to Lu Sheng with both hands.

The cover of the invitation featured a picture of a sacred mountain shrouded in mist, exuding an air of lofty majesty.

"What? You already have business?" Lu Sheng raised an eyebrow.

"This is the 'final ultimatum' just sent by the Kunlun Holy Land."

Li Xiaoyao took a deep breath, his voice low and filled with suppressed anger.

"They invited people from major holy sites to observe the ceremony, ostensibly for friendly competition, but in reality to establish their authority."

"The invitation said..."

"In this competition, if no one from our Immortal Ascension Island can make it into the top three..."

"They will strip us of the title of Immortal Ascension Island and completely erase Immortal Ascension Island from the True Sea map."

Lu Sheng accepted the invitation.

Apply slight pressure with your fingertips.

The invitation card, which contained a trace of the will of the Kunlun Spirit King, turned to ashes in his hands.

"Removal from the list?"

Lu Sheng dusted off his hands and looked up at the distant east.

Those grey eyes throbbed with a chilling ambition and murderous intent.

"interesting."

"Now that they've stuck their necks out..."

Lu Sheng grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.

"Then I'll take their heads off... and use them as a football."

P.S.: The Holy Land Grand Competition has begun. Watch how the protagonist crushes the prodigies of various forces.