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

Lu Sheng woke Dao Yi up from his bed in the middle of the night.

When Dao Yi ran to the square, still rubbing his eyes, he saw the expression on Lu Sheng's face and his sleepiness instantly vanished by half.

"My lord, what has happened?"

"The Celestial Venerable of All Manifestations is coming. In as little as two and a half days."

Dao Yi's face turned pale instantly.

"Come...come to Earth?"

"I'm not sure. He might go directly to the Abyss of the Old Gods, or he might come to Earth first. But no matter where he goes, I'll wait for him in the Abyss of the Old Gods."

Dao Yi opened his mouth slightly, but no words came out.

The Celestial Venerable of Myriad Manifestations. Peak Spirit Saint. That is the strongest enemy they currently know of.

"My lord, can you defeat him alone?"

"We can't beat them."

Lu Sheng spoke very frankly.

Dao Yi almost lost his balance.

"But I don't need to beat him. I just need to let him know that touching my things will come at a price."

Dao Yi didn't quite understand. But he knew that what his lord said must make sense.

"What do I need to do?"

"Two things. First, cooperate with Luo Tianfei to build a fifty-meter-long flying machine as quickly as possible, equipped with an anti-rule turret. Complete it within twenty-four hours."

"Twenty-four hours?" Dao Yi gasped. "My lord, what about the blacksmith camp—"

"You go and keep an eye on things. Bring all the Spirit Emperor realm cultivators here to help. No sleep, work until dawn, then continue working until dawn tomorrow."

Dao Yi swallowed hard. "Yes. And the second thing?"

"The second thing," Lu Sheng looked at him. "After I leave, if the Celestial Venerable of Myriad Manifestations doesn't go to the Abyss of the Old Gods, but comes directly to Earth—"

He paused.

"Lead everyone into the underground bunker. Activate the defense system in full-auto mode. All anti-rule turrets are aimed at the incoming attack direction and open fire indiscriminately."

"My lord, what if he's here to negotiate?"

"With a peak Spirit Saint level expert personally coming to our door, is there even a need for negotiation?"

Dao Yi shut up.

"Go ahead. Time is running out."

Dao turned and ran. After running two steps, he turned back.

"My lord!"

"What's wrong?"

You must come back alive!

Lu Sheng snorted. "Nonsense."

Dao Yi ran away.

Lu Sheng stood in the square, the sea breeze blowing his short-sleeved shirt.

He looked up at the sky. The metal armor blocked most of the starlight, with only a few particularly bright stars showing through.

"Consort Luo."

"exist."

"Help me calculate something."

"Please speak."

"If I were to install a law trap on the spherical spatial defense array of the Old God Abyss—which would automatically trigger when a peak Spirit Saint level force forcibly breaks through the defense, unleashing a full-force attack of five resonating laws—how much damage could it inflict on a peak Spirit Saint target?"

Luo Tianfei took five seconds to calculate.

"It depends on the amount of energy injected into the resonance of the laws. If you inject 30% of your own spiritual energy into the trap beforehand as an energy reserve—"

"Fifty percent."

"Fifty percent?" Luo Tianfei's voice wavered slightly. "Then you only have half of your spiritual energy left for battle."

"I know. Answer my question."

"If 50% of the spiritual energy is injected into the law trap, the explosive power upon triggering can reach 70% to 80% of the full-force strike of a peak Spirit Saint."

"Can it harm the Celestial Venerable of Myriad Manifestations?"

"If he's unprepared—it could cause moderate injury. If he's prepared—minor injury."

Minor injuries.

Lu Sheng thought for a moment.

Minor injuries are enough.

He didn't want a fatal blow. He wanted to deliver a swift and decisive strike the moment the Celestial Venerable of Myriad Manifestations broke through his defenses.

The Heavenly Venerable of Myriad Manifestations will have reduced combat power if he is injured.

It's hard to say how much it will decrease. But even if it only decreases by 10%—

A late-stage Spirit Saint facing a peak Spirit Saint at 90% of their combat power.

The win rate went from 30% to 40%.

Forty percent is still not high enough, but it's better than thirty percent.

"And what about adding a shot from the anti-rule turret?"

"The anti-rule turret has limited damage against peak Spirit Saint targets. However, if a follow-up shot is fired the instant the Law Trap is triggered and the Myriad Manifestations Celestial Venerable is injured—he will need to expend energy to defend against the bombardment. This will further weaken his combat condition."

"Okay." Lu Sheng nodded. "Let's do it this way."

He returned to the secret room and sat down cross-legged.

Over the next few hours, he had to do something very energy-consuming—extract fifty percent of his spiritual energy and seal it into a law crystal.

This crystal is the energy core of the Law Trap.

He would carry it with him when he set off for the Abyss of the Old Gods, and then install it on the defensive array pattern of the spherical space after arriving.

"start."

Lu Sheng closed his eyes, and the spiritual energy of the late-stage Spirit Saint surged within his body.

He activated the five laws simultaneously, which converged, compressed, and purified in his dantian.

pain.

Forcibly extracting half of one's spiritual energy is bound to be painful.

But Lu Sheng didn't even flinch.

He has experienced far more pain than this.

Four hours later.

A gray crystal the size of a pigeon egg lay quietly in Lu Sheng's palm.

Five colors of light flowed slowly inside the crystal—the silvery white of wind, the purple-gold of thunder, the crimson of fire, the deep blue of water, and the dark gray of space.

The power of the five laws resonating within this crystal was sealed.

Lu Sheng carefully stored the crystal in his storage space.

He stood up and stretched his body.

Half of his spiritual energy was drained, and his body was noticeably weaker. It wasn't that his strength had decreased—the physical strength of a late-stage Spirit Saint was unaffected by the amount of spiritual energy stored—but rather that the speed at which he could mobilize the laws had slowed down.

"It will take about six hours to recover," Lu Sheng estimated.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the Old God Abyss is extremely high. Once there, he can quickly replenish his spiritual energy using the Devouring Furnace. Six hours is enough to restore his spiritual energy reserves to over 80%.

The remaining 20% ​​is the price he paid for the trap of the law.

Is it worth it?

Let's talk about it after the Celestial Venerable of Myriad Manifestations has taken that hit.

Its daybreak.

Lu Sheng left the secret room and went to the blacksmith camp to check on the progress.

Dao Yi certainly did not disappoint him.

The blacksmith camp's forging workshop was brightly lit, and seventeen Spirit Emperor Realm cultivators took turns working, cooperating with Luo Tianfei's precise instructions, to assemble a fifty-meter-long flying machine at an incredible speed.

The aircraft's outer shell uses replica armor. Speed ​​is the priority, defense is secondary.

The core component—the anti-rule turret—has been removed from the Earth's outer armor layer and is undergoing recalibration.

"What's the progress?" Lu Sheng asked.

Dao Yi's eyes were bloodshot, but he was still in relatively good spirits.

"The framework is up and running. The power supply module is being installed. The turret calibration will take another four hours. Including final assembly and testing—that will take about twelve more hours."

"Twelve hours. Faster than expected."

"I've committed everyone to this task. Zhang Ye is incredibly capable; he's worth three men."

Lu Sheng nodded. He didn't offer any further praise.

"I'll depart at noon. Once the aircraft is built, you and Zhou Lei will be responsible for flying it to the Old God Abyss. Luo Tianfei will provide you with the coordinates."

Dao Yi was taken aback. "Is this subordinate going too?"

"If you don't go, who will? This gun emplacement can't fire automatically; it needs to be operated by someone."

"But you said, my lord, that I would only be a hindrance—"

"That was when we were dealing with a mid-stage Spirit Saint. This time is different." Lu Sheng looked at him. "You don't need to participate in the battle. You just need to press the fire button when I give you the signal. That's all."

Dao Yi's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

"Understood."

"After firing, run immediately. Don't stop, don't look back. Fly back to Earth at full speed."

"Then, my lord—"

"You don't need to worry about my affairs."

Dao Yi gritted his teeth and didn't ask any more questions.

Lu Sheng turned and left the blacksmith camp.

On his way back to the command center, he ran into Xuan Yin.

Xuan Yin stood at the entrance of the corridor leading from the residential area to the square, clearly waiting for him.

"You shouldn't have left the residential area," Lu Sheng said.

"I know. But there is something I must tell you."

"explain."

"The Celestial Venerable will not come alone."

Lu Sheng stopped in his tracks.

"What do you mean?"

"The Celestial Venerable never acts alone. He always takes at least one protector with him on his campaigns."

Which protector?

"The most likely candidate is the Azure Nether Guardian. He is the strongest of the four guardians in combat and also the one the Celestial Venerable trusts the most."

The Celestial Venerable of Myriad Manifestations and the Protector of the Azure Netherworld.

Peak Spirit Saint plus Mid-stage Spirit Saint.

Lu Sheng's expression didn't change much, but he was cursing inwardly.

One peak Spirit Saint was already a headache for him, let alone another mid-stage Spirit Saint—

Is there anything else?

"Furthermore, although the Celestial Venerable's message didn't mention it, I understand his style. He said three days, but he may very well have already set off at the same time as sending the message."

Lu Sheng's pupils contracted slightly.

"You mean—he might not arrive in two and a half days, but even sooner?"

"It could take between one and a half to two days."

One and a half days.

Lu Sheng glanced back in the direction of the blacksmith camp.

The aircraft will take another twelve hours to complete.

A day and a half is thirty-six hours.

Subtract twelve hours of construction time, then subtract eight hours of flight time—

He only had sixteen hours left.

Enough. But it's very tight.

Why are you telling me this?

Xuan Yin looked at him. "I said before, I bet you would win."

"You yourself said that his mark is within your spiritual core. He could kill you with a single thought."

"So I'm making my final bet."

Lu Sheng stared at her for five seconds.

"You stay on Earth."

"I am—"

"This is not a negotiation. You have a law imprint within you. The Celestial Venerable of Myriad Manifestations can sense the law environment around you. If you come with me to the Abyss of the Old Gods, you'll be acting as his signal tower."

Xuan Yin fell silent.

"Stay on Earth and protect yourself." Lu Sheng turned and left.

He took a few steps, then stopped again.

"Once this is over—if I'm still alive—I'll find a way to get that mark out for you."

He didn't turn around.

Xuan Yin stood in the corridor, watching his figure disappear around the corner.

Her hands were trembling.