“All of you, die!” He Yiming blocked the incoming attacks, then launched his counterattack without hesitation!
With a punch imbued with Armament Haki, he smashed the head of a fish-like sea tribe warrior.
“Use Water Manipulation Technique!!!” the sea tribe captain roared, immediately commanding his subordinates.
In an instant, the remaining sea tribe members retreated in unison, opening their mouths and spewing torrents of water like raging rivers!
“Whoa, these sea tribes can use water jutsu?” Wang Lufei exclaimed upon witnessing this scene.
Many players who had watched a certain ninja anime were equally shocked.
No wonder some players were sneak-attacked and killed before they could even escape!
A sudden torrent like this not only swept everything in its path but made it impossible to even stand, let alone flee.
Facing the incoming water torrents, He Yiming remained calm and unflinching.
“Green Emperor's Eternal Body!” He Yiming muttered softly, his entire body radiating a green glow as if transforming into a towering tree!
His feet rooted firmly into the earth, merging with the ground seamlessly!
No matter how fiercely the flood surged, He Yiming's stance didn't waver in the slightest.
Though He Yiming's cultivation was modest, far from unlocking the true potential of the Green Emperor's Eternal Body, if he couldn't even withstand a few low-level sea tribe members' Water Manipulation Techniques, how could it be called one of the Ten Supreme Divine Bodies?
“What?!” The sea tribe warriors were utterly shocked!
Their full-force water attacks had absolutely no effect?
This human cultivator was absurdly strong!
“Retreat!!!”
The sea tribe captain decisively commanded a retreat, and the remaining sea tribes turned and fled in all directions.
No matter how strong He Yiming was, he could only target them one at a time, ensuring some of them would escape.
Once they reported this incident, stronger sea tribe forces would undoubtedly be dispatched to deal with He Yiming.
But just then…
He Yiming clasped his hands together and suddenly spread them apart.
“Ice Arrows!”
At his command, ten massive ice arrows materialized, each as thick as a person's arm, floating in mid-air and exuding a chilling frost.
“Whoa, these shameless devs! They even stole my Ice Arrows!” shouted the player with the ID “No. 1 Frost Mage in the Nation.”
This player had painstakingly studied and developed his Ice Spell into Ice Arrows, yet could only conjure one arrow at a time, each barely the size of a palm.
Now, here was He Yiming casually summoning ten massive arrows that were not only longer but also thicker... and undeniably better!
“Attack!” With a wave of He Yiming's hand, the Ice Arrows shot forward, targeting the sea tribe warriors' legs!
“Boom!”
An Ice Arrow struck one of the warriors, freezing their left leg into a solid block of ice.
The others suffered the same fate, while the captain was hit by four arrows, both legs completely encased in ice, unable to move an inch.
“Trying to escape? None of you are getting away!” He Yiming sneered. There was no way he'd let them return to report.
The verdict was simple: death!
Despite their struggles, the sea tribes were eliminated one by one by He Yiming.
“Human!!!”
The heavily injured sea tribe captain lay on the ground, watching as He Yiming approached step by step. Knowing there was no escape, he showed no fear.
“Kill me, but what of it? I am but a mere captain in the sea tribe vanguard!”
“Soon, on the next rainy day, our sea tribe army will launch a full-scale invasion!”
“When that happens, our invincible Foundation Establishment warriors will come personally to eradicate you and your useless disciples, consuming you all alive!”
The sea tribe captain's face twisted in fury and madness as he shouted.
He Yiming's expression darkened, but he didn't hesitate.
With a stomp, he crushed the captain's skull.
“Foundation Establishment warriors, huh?” He Yiming muttered, his expression grave.
The Body Refinement Realm was also called the Mortal Realm, while the Spiritual Vein Realm marked the true beginning of cultivation.
But Foundation Establishment! That signified true power.
Foundation Establishment cultivators were eligible to establish sects and build Grade-1 factions. Unlike He Yiming, who had to spend four years at Haotian Academy earning the top spot to gain the qualifications to found his sect.
“Three years for Body Refinement, ten years for Spiritual Vein, a hundred years for Foundation Establishment.”
This saying was not just empty words.
Most cultivators required a hundred years to succeed in Foundation Establishment!
Once achieved, the disparity between Spiritual Vein and Foundation Establishment realms was like night and day.
Foundation Establishment cultivators could wield the power of heaven and earth, cast powerful formations, and unleash destructive spells capable of leveling villages or mountains.
Another hallmark of Foundation Establishment cultivators was the ability to fly using their spiritual energy, unlike Spiritual Vein cultivators who needed flying swords to barely stay airborne.
As for sea tribe Foundation Establishment warriors, their strength would undoubtedly be terrifying.
The water summoned by them would no longer be small streams but catastrophic floods capable of sweeping away entire villages.
He Yiming might survive, but the Body Refinement Realm players would be helpless, washed away instantly.
Fight? They didn't stand a chance!
“Rainy days... damn it…” What worried He Yiming most was the sea tribe's strength amplifying during rainfall.
Normally, leaving the ocean and entering land would weaken the sea tribe's power.
But with rain providing nourishment, their strength would only increase!
“What should I do? Ask for help?”
“But will Haotian Academy send reinforcements? Even if they do and we survive this wave, what about the next?”
“The sea tribe attacks will be endless, like tidal waves, until we're utterly annihilated!”
He Yiming's thoughts churned heavily.
The players, however, had an entirely different reaction.
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