163: The pitiful fighting power of the evil cultivators
Fortunately, Midnight Gao Sou's greatest fear did not materialize.
Perhaps it was the collective entry of the Great Love Sect's evil Cultivators that allowed the lower-level players cultivating the Heaven Void Profoundless Art to also enter, thus affecting the Grotto-heaven.
The grand formation began to flicker, then slowly revealed lines of Formation Flags.
Star Fiend Daoist reminded, "You can attack now. This is the best time to break the formation."
Midnight Gao Sou nodded, looked at the players, and said, "Let's break the formation together."
The black-armored player nodded, but then said, "Don't act yet. Let's agree on a time and post it on the forum so everyone can attack together at the same time, to prevent this grand formation from self-recovering."
Mingshui Heaven was vast, and its core area was also very large. The great river meandered, and the foot of the mountain where Midnight Gao Sou and others were located was just one small part; there were many other players in different directions.
Everyone sent the message about focusing fire to the forum. Although no one replied, the black-armored player kept bumping the post, and Midnight Gao Sou also posted a sticky thread in the Great Love Sect section.
Midnight Gao Sou felt a bit emotional. Even though players fought to the death and slaughtered each other, they could still coordinate attacks from such a vast distance through the forum.
'After all, they are players, completely different from native NPCs.'
The sense of identification among players was ultimately different from that with natives. Midnight Gao Sou understood this even more clearly after becoming an evil Cultivator.
Soon, everyone was ready. As soon as the agreed time arrived, everyone attacked simultaneously.
Boom!
A heavy Saber Qi viciously struck Midnight Gao Sou.
Midnight Gao Sou was almost completely unprepared. He was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, and looked at the black-armored Cultivator in disbelief, exclaiming in shock:
"'An Shi Wa Mei De,' how could you be so despicable?"
The other players, however, did not launch sneak attacks. They had already unleashed their attacks on the grand formation. Seeing Midnight Gao Sou struck, they watched with cold eyes.
Some even chuckled, "Gao Sou, you evil Cultivator, how dare you call others despicable?"
"When you led people to block and kill us before, why didn't you say it was despicable?"
"We didn't help, which is already very polite."
The lowest Realm to be here was a Mortal Foundation. At this stage, they were all considered high-level players. Even if they disliked Gao Sou, they wouldn't stoop to ganging up on him after An Shi Wa Mei De's sneak attack.
Of course, more importantly, the grand formation shattered under the combined assault, and Formation Flags emerged, scattering in all directions.
These players either rushed into the Spirit Peak mountain range to explore more resources or chased after the streaks of Formation Flags, hoping to seize this grand formation of unknown grade.
Not a single person paid attention to Midnight Gao Sou and the other person.
Midnight Gao Sou clutched his chest. Saber Qi had invaded his body, eroding his internal organs, and even his Immortal Foundation was suppressed, leaving him looking somewhat disheveled.
"You're actually a Saber Cultivator."
Midnight Gao Sou gave a wry smile.
A Cultivator who uses a saber and a Saber Cultivator are not the same concept. The former merely uses a saber as a weapon, while the latter has cultivated Saber Qi, which is incredibly powerful and makes them exceptionally formidable in combat.
"Hmph, do you think there's only one path in the Xuanhuan World, that of an evil Cultivator?"
An Shi Wa Mei De sneered disdainfully, attacking Midnight Gao Sou with his saber: "Evil Cultivators achieve quick success and look impressive, but their actual combat power is far inferior to us who walk the Righteous Path steadfastly!"
He attacked with his saber at an extremely fast speed. Each strike carried sharp Saber Qi. If hit, Midnight Gao Sou's body would be corroded, leaving him miserable and retreating steadily.
Watching the other players rush deeper to seize treasures while he was about to be slain here, Midnight Gao Sou grew increasingly anxious.
He activated an escape technique, attempting to flee with a blood escape, but An Shi Wa Mei De sealed him off with Saber Qi, forcibly forcing him out.
He activated his Immortal Foundation, and countless blood-red hands surged forth, yet the opponent's defense was also extremely strong. He actually withstood the attack, closed in directly, and delivered another saber strike.
Midnight Gao Sou's strength had already weakened due to the sneak attack. After this prolonged battle, he was getting worse and worse.
'Could a Saber Cultivator be this terrifying?'
He couldn't help but gasp, feeling a chill in his heart, secretly cursing what kind of trash this evil Cultivator was, only capable of bullying rookies, completely useless when facing a strong enemy.
Midnight Gao Sou quickly sent messages to Old Potato and the others, trying to stall for time, hoping for reinforcements.
Fortunately, Old Potato and the others were nearby. They came upon hearing the news, joining forces with Midnight Gao Sou and forcing An Shi Wa Mei De to retreat.
"Gao Sou, you just wait! The next time I meet you, you're dead!"
The powerful Saber Cultivator grinned ferociously, drew his great saber across his neck in a threatening gesture, and then fled deeper into the Spirit Peak.
"Gao Sou, are you alright?"
Old Potato and his people rescued Midnight Gao Sou and quickly handed him a Medicinal Pill.
Midnight Gao Sou regulated his breathing for a while, his face a little pale: "I'm fine, I won't die."
He then said with a wry smile, "Our evil Cultivator combat power is still too weak. It's best to act in groups."
Old Potato agreed deeply: "We also encountered a formidable person just now, possibly from some club. He kept trash-talking while fighting, one against three of us. If the grand formation hadn't broken and he hadn't been in a hurry to find treasure, we probably would have been in danger too."
After hearing this, Midnight Gao Sou's bitter expression deepened.
He hadn't felt it when slaughtering native Cultivators before, but now that he encountered high-level players among the player community, he discovered the problem.
This set of evil Cultivator techniques was indeed powerful for quick success. Using information asymmetry to employ various sinister methods, one could even kill enemies across minor Realms.
However, once all players understood the evil Cultivator's methods, their combat power instantly plummeted, gradually putting them at a disadvantage, and their status became increasingly awkward.
What if there truly was some Legacy in Mingshui Heaven that these Void Gazer outcasts couldn't cultivate, while other players advanced further... what would they do then?
Midnight Gao Sou, filled with worry, led Old Potato and the others towards the mountain range, unable to hide the expression on his face.
"Boy, you don't need to be troubled by this."
Star Fiend Daoist's voice echoed in his mind: "The greatest characteristic of us evil Cultivators is that we cultivate recklessly, without scruples, everything is for cultivation, and our cultivation speed advances a thousand li a day, often achieving Dao in a single morning."
Midnight Gao Sou didn't understand, not knowing what this had to do with his concerns about combat power.
But then he heard Star Fiend Daoist continue:
"All those who cultivate the Righteous Aura Scripture are your supplements. As the source, you can devour them at any time.
"Think about it, devouring all these Mortal Foundations, Immortal Foundations, and countless Qi Refining Cultivators, to what extent will your cultivation rise?
"If it were outside, there might be a lot of waste, making it impossible to succeed, but in this Mingshui Heaven, with the help of the spiritual energy of this place, and the abundant cultivation resources here, using your Lifespan acceleration... 'A Golden Core in one morning' is not impossible."
Midnight Gao Sou's expression changed dramatically: "Shut up! Don't say such things again. I can't possibly lay hands on my Great Love Sect Brothers."
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