Swallowing the Stars: You Can't Escape, Mountain Dweller

Chapter 459 The Allure of the Free Starry Sky

Snapped!

A dragon's tail swept out, slamming into the high priest's face and creating ripples in the force field.

The high priest attempted to retaliate using the scepter in his hand.

However, the techniques and secret methods of the two sides were too different. He had the advantage in cultivation, but not in strength and speed.

Before Bai Yang, that scepter looked as immature as a child's haphazardly hacking and slashing stick.

He seized the opportunity and launched a series of counterattacks.

The offensive was relentless, with a dragon's tail and two longswords circling and attacking the enemy in a continuous cycle.

The dense collision sounds reverberated in all directions.

Not only did he fail to harm Bai Yang in the slightest, but he himself was hit several times.

The high priest was so frightened that he dared not make any further moves and could only rely on the tortoise shell to protect himself.

Seeing that his attack was not going well, Bai Yang showed no sign of stopping or becoming discouraged.

The energy consumed by the enemy's golden robe to defend itself so quickly must have been astronomical!

The high priest won't last long!

Everyone present had already noticed this situation.

The indigenous people's morale plummeted, and the more they fought, the worse their situation became.

Many of them had their divine power burned down to the critical point of 30% depletion.

In a short while, their fighting strength will drop to less than 50%, at which point it will be a one-sided situation!

The high priest was extremely anxious and wanted to create distance and escape.

However, the binding force of the surrounding treasures firmly controlled him!

Now he can't teleport or teleport anymore!

"Ah! I don't..."

A scream rang out, and the high priest felt a chill run down his spine.

That was one of his most capable subordinates!

With his advanced cultivation level, he seemed to finally be unable to hold on any longer!

A single snowflake falling can cause an avalanche!

King Jiujian and his companions had stopped burning their divine power, but under the rampage of black fire and purple light, they still held an absolute advantage.

But the collapse of the indigenous people is happening at an increasingly rapid pace.

The high priest quickly said, "Retreat! You can escape!"

It was all too late. Indigenous immortals were constantly being beaten into unconsciousness or suppressed by the power of the world, losing their ability to fight.

At this time, Bai Yang's mechanical legion came in handy, guarding them one by one as they were exhausted of their divine power.

The high priest suddenly stopped moving and ceased his resistance.

Despite being hit by Bai Yang several times in a row, he gritted his teeth and endured it without trying to retaliate.

"I surrender!"

Bai Yang's three bodies surrounded him at the core, with the longsword and dragon tail poised to strike.

He asked warily, "Aren't you going to try burning your divine power for one last gamble?"

The high priest looked utterly dejected, as if he had aged decades in an instant.

"It's no use. Even with this, you can't possibly be a match for the nine of you who have reached the peak of your kingship."

The essence of my clan is all here, and I could never abandon them.

"I am willing to surrender, I only ask that you spare these people."

Upon hearing this, the remaining conscious indigenous immortals lying on the ground burst into tears:

"High Priest, don't worry about us!"

"You can run away by yourself!"

"As long as you are here, the community continues to exist!"

King Jiujian roared, "Shut up!"

He jumped in front of the people who were shouting the loudest and threw a ball of black fire at them.

They screamed in agony as they burned, unable to speak anymore.

Bai Yang glanced at his expression and said:

"You threw away all these rune-inscribed weapons."

The high priest immediately complied, removing his laurel wreath, scepter, two longswords, and golden robe in turn.

They even took out a strange metal instrument that Bai Yang had never seen before, which floated in the air and slowly flew towards him.

Bai Yang took out a blank world ring and put them inside.

Beside him, six peak-level kings remained on high alert while taking out various divine power recovery treasures and consuming them.

In just a short while, they recovered a significant amount of the power they had previously expended.

Seeing this, the indigenous immortals were even more desperate!

Bai Yang was somewhat impressed by his cooperation:

"You're quite pragmatic."

The high priest looked somber and said:

"My mistake nearly destroyed the entire tribe, and I must pay the price."

"And I'm also betting that surrendering to you might be the key to my clan's future."

Bai Yang asked curiously, "What do you want to bet on?"

The high priest performed a formal kneeling ceremony to Bai Yang, his expression extremely solemn.

When all the natives saw their high priest, whom they regarded as a god, perform such a grand ceremony to a foreign tribe, they suddenly burst into tears.

Bai Yang ignored their noise, his heart filled with curiosity.

The high priest stood up and said to Bai Yang:

"It is an incredible thing, as far as I know, that you can give your servant two precious treasures."

I'm confident I'm far more useful than that person; I'm betting on a free and boundless starry sky.

Upon hearing this, King Jiujian glared at him fiercely from behind, but dared not say anything.

The high priest looked at Bai Yang and said sincerely:

"With your status, you might be able to grant my race a normal space in the universe."

"Our clan is too weak; we must break free from this state of mere survival."

Bai Yang glanced at him and said, "So you know the secrets of cosmic energy."

The high priest nodded: "A people cannot thrive by remaining confined to the kingdom of God."

Our clan's development has reached its normal limit.

"Without entering the normal starry sky, there will never be a day of triumph."

Bai Yang smiled and said, "What if I don't agree?"

The high priest said, "Your servants were originally from the other three elite clans, weren't they?"

If you can tolerate them, you certainly won't make things difficult for my people.

"As long as you are willing to leave a few people behind, my race will not be completely wiped out."

After a moment of thought, Bai Yang suddenly threw the "Myriad Hearts Controlling Soul Secret Technique" towards the other side.

Caught off guard, the high priest naturally retaliated, deflecting the attack.

He immediately realized what it was, and quickly lowered his head, revealing an expression of submission.

Bai Yang showed no mercy and resorted to the same trick again.

The limit of a soul-level kingship, even if one is willing to cooperate.

But driven by instinct, they can also resist others' soul control.

Bai Yang tried more than thirty times, taking more than seven minutes, before he finally managed to control the other party.

He threw the ring that had previously contained the runic weapon directly at the other side.

Then he ordered, "Qiujia, you open the rest of the treasure vault."

The high priest, whose real name was Qiujia, reclaimed his belongings.

With a sweep of his mental power, he collected all the indigenous immortals back into his ring.

Looking at the Immortal Legion, which still numbered nearly four hundred, he felt slightly comforted.

I was glad that I surrendered quickly, and immediately agreed after hearing the news.

At this point, the entire interior of the sacrificial tower was in complete chaos.

The remaining two treasure rooms, made of G9 metal, simply couldn't hide anything.

Qiujia took the tokens from Baiyang and opened them all with great ease.

Knowing the indigenous people's wish, Bai Yang accepted the chain treasure chest they handed over and then told them to go to the inheritance room to receive the inheritance themselves.

He wasn't in a hurry to look at the box; instead, he was very interested in the entire sacrificial tower and this special spatial layer.

Bai Yang decided to settle here temporarily, making it his base.

"Once the items are taken, the tower is useless."

Tens of thousands of mechanical legions received new orders and swarmed toward the remaining metal of the sacrificial tower like locusts.

A few hours later, Qiujia returned after receiving the inheritance.

Bai Yang took him into his inner world; it was time to see the true treasures of the natives.

(End of this chapter)