THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Chapter 365. Against the Elders

The old one felt a bitter taste when he saw the followers dying one by one under the rain.

As he looked at it, he noticed that even the high priests and priests had an effect on themselves and their skin started to age.

Although their cultivation was high, there was still some damage. Golden Finch dropped ten Perfect cultivators and fled into the forest.

He did not want to engage in battle and only came to return the favor to Sai.

"thank you. The gold. I appreciate your help." Sai looked towards the flying bird and shouted.

Then he looked at the remaining Perfect realm cultivators who were all preparing for their attacks.

One of them was his hand pointing to the sky, he was the person from the herb garden and he was the one who controlled the rain of liquids.

The ten of them had a faint spiritual energy that protected them from the rain. They don't know what the fluid is, but they don't feel well absorbed into the skin excessively.

They did not understand anything else either, this liquid was easily maintained with a thin shield of spiritual energy, but it still had such an effect on these followers and even the priests and high priests.

This doesn't make any sense. Only Sam and the Old understood that this was due to the lack of spiritual energy within their bodies. They are nothing but physically powerful beings if we are frank.

They were not even cultivators.

The old one was seen as the rain started to fall.

Sai and the rest of the team were looking to the platform to count the number of high priests and it seemed that only twenty people remained.

That meant, around ten members broke through to the Perfect realm.

But they didn't have to wait any longer to confirm it. By the time they finished counting, they were already surrounded by high priests wearing masks.

They could judge from their aura which was the same as an early stage Perfect realm cultivator.

The ten cultivators were not even bothered by the show of strength, they were surrounded by fifteen high priests and the old one stood not far away.

Sai made eye contact with the Old Man, who gritted his teeth in anger.

He can understand how he feels. All the effort he made and all the things he had done to wage war, it was all a joke to buy time, he said, so that he could create thirty or so cultivators of this perfect realm, but the Six major powers managed to stop him from plotting.

From the looks of it, there was nothing he could do about the rain, other than kill the person who controlled it, but when he saw that person, he knew that the battle would not be easy.

The line is too strong.

But deep down there was a small hope in him that said that if he could finish off these ten people, it would be much easier for him to deal with other great powers.

With one hand movement, the attack begins.

The high priests who possessed the same strength as early stage Perfect realm cultivators started attacking the team of ten men at the same time.

But their movements were somewhat forced and slow, Sai and the others realized this as soon as they moved.

Initially, they did not care, but as the battle progressed, they realized that the rain even affected the high priests.

That's right, unlike followers who soon begin to age and die with fluids and high priests and clergy in pre-transcendent and transcendent natural cultivators, who begin to show signs of aging and weakness, he said, the High Priestess of the Perfect level only showed a faint lethargy that improved with constant contact from the liquid.

Sai and the team feel very grateful to Sam at the moment and there is a bright grin on their faces.

Their fight became easier than they thought.

But at this moment, they suddenly felt a crisis and it came from the person they least expected to act on at this moment.

The old one, looked at the ten people as he slowly stepped forward. His entire body was shrouded in dark orange flames as he walked towards the battle.

He was a Late Stage Perfect realm cultivator.

Of the ten people who came only three of them were late stage Perfect realm cultivators and the rest, four were intermediate stage cultivators and the remaining three were early stage cultivators.

It seemed like an easy fight considering the fact that his opponent was just an early stage Perfect cultivator who had just broken through.

In fact, it was true for the most part because they had the upper hand in battle.

But it was very different if the Old One joined in. Because, even though he was also a late-level cultivator, he was at Level-9 which was the highest cultivation level the planet had ever seen.

That was what they felt from the aura that the Elder released. In fact, this even surprised Sai and the others.

"It's been a long time." The old man answered expressionlessly.

"Why are you doing all this? With your cultivation, you are the strongest person on the planet, why bother going through all this? Can't you just stay on top without being bothered by all this stuff?"

Sai asked with a slight irritation.

But the Old one just smiled and said.

"What do you know about my situation? I may be the strongest on the planet, but so far I can achieve. No one might be my opponent with my cultivation, but that was the word a decade ago.

Because I was tired by my biggest opponent it was impossible to win and that was the time. How old do you think I am? I am of the same generation as your grandfather, you were not even born when I was a Nascent stage cultivator, trying to obtain a position within the association headquarters.

Even the Ancestral Beast faction had to address me as Big Brother when I saw him.

But what does all that mean if I can't stay alive?

I lived for centuries but this was not enough, I wanted to live longer, but it was impossible to live inside this planet. This is the limit, there are limits to energy and resources that stop me from progressing.

I wanted to wait and find, but I reached the end of my life. All the wounds I had accumulated from the battle and all the dangerous situations my soul had gone through, were unable to endure them any longer.

I am on the verge of death, even with my higher cultivation level, I am getting weaker. I don't even believe that I can fight all three unless I go all-out.

That's why I want to take this step.

The Undead Plague, I found this pill formula from some ancient relics while I was looking to escape my suffering. I didn't want to use this at first, but a few years ago, I couldn't see any other way. I had to travel to higher realms or find a resource large enough to give me enough vitality to live long enough to find a way to go to more realms tall.

That's why I started this undead plague.

The main purpose of this pill was to increase self-cultivation while creating an army of undead.

But from the looks of it, my plan also almost failed."

The old one kept going as he felt lost in his own thoughts, he seemed to have held this off for quite a while.

Sai and the other two late stage cultivators stood in front of him as they began to raise their auras.

"Just talk, let's start." The old one spoke and the dark orange flames started flying everywhere.

The three-on-one battle was extremely intense as they fought desperately.

The three of them were Level-7 and two of them were Sai and Sravan.

As they fought, Sravan suddenly recalled something and felt like missing some people.

He looked around and did not find the person he was looking for.

None other than the people who ambushed him and his transcendent team.

"Sai, three middle-level Perfect realm cultivators are missing."

He shouted in the middle of the battle.

A series of huge flames struck his back and threw him into the air and the voice of the Old Man came from behind.

"Where do you get time to worry about others? But it's the right thing to do."

As he spoke, three mid-level cultivators appeared out of nowhere and set up a triangular formation around the four of them.

"They were actually my support and now it seems like a fair fight."

Sai began to pant as he looked at the three of them surrounding them.

"I don't want to use this, but you gave me no choice."

With that, he waved his hand and a Wyvern appeared out of nowhere. It is almost the same size as Sravan. But Sravan is the Ice type while Sai is the fire type.

Not only that, Sai closed his eyes and his energy level began to increase.

He took off the barrier.