bioinnovel Chapter 643 My Purple Cloud Holy Land will surely regain its glory.
Chapter 643 My Purple Cloud Holy Land will surely regain its glory.
However, this Holy Lord, who once commanded the winds and rains of the Eastern Continent and whose orders could make billions of living beings tremble, now had bloodshot eyes and an undisguised sense of dejection between his brows.
"Holy Lord... are we really leaving the Eastern Continent like this? That's our ancestral land, where our Purple Cloud Holy Land has been passed down for tens of thousands of years!"
"The tombs of our ancestors are all there, and we've become homeless, stray dogs!"
The elder saint sitting at the head of the left side finally broke the silence, his voice choked with sobs and tears streaming down his face.
"Yes, Holy Lord! The Eastern Continent has been forcibly seized by those two ancient aristocratic families. How can we swallow this insult!"
Another hot-tempered elder slammed his fist heavily on the table next to him.
"You have to swallow it whether you like it or not! Do you want to go back and start a war with those two ancient and powerful families?"
"Or are you confident you can handle two quasi-Emperor level experts from their family?!"
The third elder sighed deeply, his voice filled with despair.
The entire hall was once again shrouded in gloom.
Morale was at its lowest point, and everyone was terrified of the bleak future of the Purple Cloud Holy Land.
Looking at the four elders below, who were dejected and on the verge of collapse, the Purple Cloud Saint Master took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the bitterness in his heart.
He knew that as the leader of the Holy Land, he absolutely could not fall in this darkest moment of life and death; he had to give these people some hope.
The Holy Lord of Zixiao slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping over the four people, and he spoke to comfort them in a tone as calm and authoritative as possible.
"Elders, please do not be so pessimistic!"
"I know that losing our ancestral land and being exiled to the stars is an unprecedented disgrace for my Zixiao Holy Land."
"But think about it carefully, we are infinitely more fortunate than the Tai Xuan Holy Land, which has been completely annihilated!"
"The Tai Xuan Holy Land left not a single survivor; its lineage was completely severed."
"And what about us? It doesn't matter, at least our Quasi-Emperor Ancestor is still here! As long as our Quasi-Emperor Ancestor is still here, the banner of my Purple Cloud Holy Land will not fall!"
The voice of the Purple Cloud Saint Lord gradually rose, attempting to dispel the gloom in the hall.
"Moreover, when we withdrew, we took away the most core resources and cultivation techniques from the treasure vault."
"As long as we can find a rich star field in the depths of the universe, abundant with spiritual energy, and remain hidden for a thousand or eight hundred years to recuperate, sooner or later we will be able to return to the Nine Heavens Continent and reclaim everything that belongs to us!"
At this point, a faint smile of relief even appeared on the face of the Purple Cloud Saint Lord, and he continued.
"More importantly, we at least have a way out, unlike the Tai Xuan Holy Land, which couldn't even leave and could only be trapped in the great formation and perish together with others."
"And you see, although this vast universe is desolate, it is at least safe enough."
"We didn't encounter a single ghost along the way; no one came to ambush us."
"As long as we get through this period of weakness, my Purple Cloud Holy Land..."
Boom-! ! ! !
Before the Purple Cloud Saint Master could utter the words "We will surely regain our glory," a sudden and terrifying explosion rang out, piercing everyone's eardrums!
With this loud bang, the huge flagship they were on shook violently, as if it had been struck by an ancient behemoth!
The defensive array patterns inside the main hall flickered erratically, creaking under the strain. The four saintly elders were thrown about by the sudden shockwave, looking disheveled and miserable.
"What's going on?!"
"What happened? Did we encounter a void storm?!"
"Or have we been attacked by some force?"
The elders gasped in shock, their faces turning deathly pale.
The smug smile on the face of the Purple Cloud Saint Lord froze instantly, replaced by an ashen complexion and uncontrollable rage.
He had just been confidently asserting that there was no ambush and that everything was perfectly safe, but before he could even finish speaking, he was slapped hard across the face!
This feeling of humiliation, as if being rubbed into the ground, instantly made the eyes of the Purple Cloud Saint Master turn red.
"Damn it! Who is it?!"
With a roar, the Purple Cloud Saint Lord unleashed his immense Saint King realm divine sense, which broke through the flying boat's defensive array without reservation, and spread out like an invisible net, probing the surrounding universe.
The next second, the scene he captured with his divine sense made his heart skip a beat.
In the dark void dozens of miles away from their flying boat, one of the outermost guard flying boats of their Purple Cloud Holy Land had completely transformed into a huge, raging fireball.
The boat, thousands of feet long, was torn in two by an extremely tyrannical force!
Countless disciples of the Purple Cloud Holy Land didn't even have time to scream before they were reduced to cosmic dust in that terrifying explosion.
The violent tremors they had just felt were from the aftershocks of the exploding airship.
Amidst the shattered wreckage of the airship and the towering flames, a figure stood silently.
It was a mysterious figure shrouded in a wide black robe.
He simply stood casually in the void, without making any unnecessary movements, yet the cosmic turbulence around him automatically parted, as if in awe of a monarch.
"You bastard! Whether you're a space robber or some other opportunistic scoundrel, you've messed with the wrong person!"
When the Purple Cloud Saint Lord saw the man in black clearly, the anger in his heart completely overwhelmed his reason.
Their Purple Cloud Holy Land has dominated the Eastern Continent for tens of thousands of years. They are the ones who attack others and wipe out entire families. When did it become their turn to be attacked?!
Yes, they are now down on their luck; they have been driven out of the Eastern Continent.
But in the eyes of the Purple Cloud Saint Lord, even a plucked phoenix is ten thousand times more noble than a wild pheasant in the mortal world!
Do they really think their Purple Cloud Holy Land is a pushover, that anyone passing by can just grab it?!
Moreover, their most powerful foundation—the Quasi-Emperor Ancestor—is currently in seclusion at the deepest part of this flying ship, healing his injuries!
With a quasi-emperor backing him up, what does the Purple Cloud Saint Lord have to fear?
"Issue my holy decree: all airships, activate maximum defense!"
"Today I will personally go out and skin this reckless black-robed man alive, then burn his soul like a lantern to appease my fallen disciple!"
The Purple Cloud Saint Lord uttered a harsh remark to the four elders, then his figure flashed, transforming into a raging purple lightning bolt, directly bursting out of the flagship's hatch and arriving in the cold, boundless void of space.