Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

Chapter 708 Chapter 708 "Tonight, we fight!"

"Let the fires be. I want everyone to see that my Profound Delight Sect has the bravest men and women in the world, Sect Master."

When Sect Master Ren Zemin heard this, she could not help but pause in comprehension.

She looked behind her and saw that our bored gamer arrived in the scene as if nothing crucial was happening at this time. He was of course joined by his two wives at his side.

"..." Ren Zemin nodded and trusted the words of our good gamer. She had initially thought that she would only be a bystander in the event of this war.

It seemed like her first assumptions were very wrong indeed. But this has not disheartened her at all.

"Keep the flames alight! Tonight, we fight!" The Sect Master roared and her high pitched voice drowned the hissing of the giant snakes overhead.

"BOOM!" A blinding purple aura exploded around the body of Ren Zemin. She launched into the air and passed beyond the safety of the defensive formation.

It did not take her long to be flying face to face with nine ginormous serpents. She did not attack at once but carefully judged her foes. She felt no pressure at all. This made her smile.

"The Senior's ways are really beyond my understanding." Sect Master Ren Zemin whispered and charged fearlessly into the giants.

"PUCHI!" Blood flowed immediately thereafter.

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In the heart of this population of millions, the host of this campaign sat secure. This was of course none other than the Limitless Sword Sect.

"Ancestor!"

"Something happened outside!" A panicked sound disturbed the meditation of an extremely old man.

This old man was already so diminutive in form and looked like a dwarf in stature. Even sitting in a lotus position, it did not conceal his bowed back because of his very advanced age.

"Speak." The old man said without opening his eyes. Even behind the intricate formation of his chambers, he could still hear that the battle had already begun outside.

They had been besieging the Nine Saint Demon Sect for months and the hiding turtle was indeed pretty hard to crack. Thus, they would alternate their strategies on a daily basis.

On the first day, they would attack and rest in the next in order to replenish the main attackers of this campaign.

The Nine Saint Demon Sect would also respond in kind by harassing their forces every single night.

If one could have a bird's view upon the arrangements on the field, one could easily note that the Nine Saint Demon Sect was surrounded tightly in the middle.

"There's a woman out there who's single-handedly killing the nine serpent shadow guardians!" The runner said his news.

"IMPOSSIBLE!" The old man exclaimed. One should know that even his strongest attack could only knock away 1 of the 9 snakes outside.

But to kill those cursed serpents, that would be a tall wish indeed. If he can do that then this war would have been over several months ago!

"DING!" The old man opened his eyes and countless sharp swords were reflected on his eyes. It was obvious that this old man was a sword lunatic in the extreme.

He used his spiritual sense next to survey the war that was happening some 10 kilometers away from his spot.

"This..." The old man was stunned at what he saw.

There was a beautiful woman in purple who was easily cutting off the big heads of the snakes as if they were merely soft cabbages on the road.

But this was a protracted war since the snakes would just magically heal themselves in just the span of a few breaths.

Nevertheless, the mysterious woman in purple was tireless in her assault. The old man's breath stagnated further when he determined the present cultivation base of the woman.

Third Stage of Dao Soul Realm!

"WHOOSH!" The old man did not waste his breath and quickly flew to the scene of action. He rode on a majestic flying sword and arrived to meet some acquaintances along the way.

"Ancestor Pan!"

"Ancestor Pan!"

"Ancestor Pan!"

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The greetings flowed one after another but there were only less than 20 people in the scene who had the same cultivation realm as this old man.

Among those present, one of those was of course Lady Tang Aining. The old man named Ancestor Pan did not waste his breath in being polite.

He took a deep breath instead and focused his will on one and one thing only. To cut!

"God Murdering Sword!" Ancestor Pan said and the huge sword beneath his feet flashed in a thunderous advent into the horizon.

The night turned into day as the brilliance of this deadly sword represented a multitude of elements inside it.

Although the 9 snakes may be big but the this old man's sword has definitely turned bigger than all of them combined. This was Ancestor Pan's strongest attack! Noᴠelꜰire

"DING!" The sword landed true on its target but it was sad to see its bad results. It merely made 1 snake tumble back a couple of kilometers and no further.

It was truly disheartening to witness such a flashy technique give such a disappointing outcome.

Although there was a deep wound gash on the snake's neck but that was not enough to decapitate it. This grave injury was also regenerated in the next moment.

"We also tried our best earlier, Ancestor Pan."

"Those nine serpent shadow guardians are not in their weakened states at all."

"Then why can those snakes be easily killed by a Dao Soul Realm junior?!"

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A short debate occurred thereafter. The ones who talked were all in the Dao Profound Realm.

"She's only borrowing that power. It's not hers to begin with." Tang Aining said softly. Her eyes were glued to one man who was clearly enjoying this show behind the scenes.

"WHAT?!" This made these old men and women be shocked at what they heard. Alas, this was only the beginning of it all.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!" Terrible war cries echoed in the night as hundreds of souls charged by foot into the 9 undying giant snakes.

Almost all of these brave men and women were still in the Body Forging Realm.

"Someone slap me hard to let me know that what I'm seeing is not real." A man in the millions of audience whispered.

"PAK!" A sharp sound was lost in the battle between humans and monsters.