Baby with Daoist Monarch System

Chapter 370: Chapter 128: Prophecy: The Fall of the Supreme? (Part 2)

”Let’s spar a little, just put on a show, at least let them cut us a few times, so we can report back.”

”Agreed!”

”Smart move!”

These five Divine Level creatures wanted to sneak away using this method, so they threw themselves toward the Mo Blade general’s sword.

”Slash~”

The sound of a blade slicing through skin was unusually crisp, and the wounded Divine Level creature didn’t bother to treat the scar, as this would prove they had truly fought.

But soon he realized something was wrong. The wound from the Paper Knife was spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Realizing something was off, they immediately tried to heal the wound, but no matter what they did, the wound just kept spreading.

”No, something’s wrong with these Paperman’s knives!”

The other four Divine Level creatures were influenced by this shout, their movements slowed by a fraction of a second.

”Slash~”

”Slash~”

”Slash~”

”Slash~”

Four slashes appeared on their arms as well, and they felt something was amiss—the wounds were unhealable and were spreading quickly to other parts of their body.

”No use, I’ve tried everything, but I can’t stop the wounds from spreading,” shouted the first creature to be slashed by the Mo Blade.

No other choice!

In this critical moment, the five Divine Level creatures raised their hands and severed their own arms.

Only by doing this could they stop the spread of the wound and save their own lives.

Missing an arm, their combat power was greatly reduced, and continuing to resist fifty opponents with a Qi Blood Value of 15 million each was not a wise choice.

”Retreat, retreat now!”

In just one hour, they faced a disastrous defeat and were forced to return.

But there was no other choice, they’d never encountered such unhealable wounds before and had no option but to run.

Moreover, this was a tactical retreat, so even if the Divine Level Bat King wanted to punish them, he couldn’t.

The incident of five dejected, one-armed Divine Level creatures returning quickly spread among the circles of Divine Level creatures.

The incurable knife wounds also became widely known.

Bear in mind, they hadn’t even faced the powerhouse capable of killing ten Divine Level creatures instantly; just the fifty Paperman, weaker than them, left them in such a state.

The Divine Level Bat King squinted his eyes and stared intently at the five returning Divine Level creatures who had been out for only an hour.

”Sir, the Paperman’s methods are too bizarre; we had to sever our own arms to save ourselves!”

”Indeed, such methods have never been seen before, and we have no countermeasures!”

”We five have a Qi Blood Value of 20 million each, yet we couldn’t defeat them!”

”Such strange methods, perhaps stronger entities are needed to deal with them.”

Only by resolving the threat of the bizarre Paperman Legion can our living environment improve.

The Divine Level Bat King listened to them and fell into deep thought.

In fact, it had seen everything happening on the Alien Battlefield; nothing seemed wrong except for the monsters deliberately bumping into the Mo Blade at the start.

But without this intentional act, they might not have noticed the problem in time.

Besides, there was a master hidden in the shadows apart from the strange Paperman Legion.

The combination of these factors made it cautious.

In attendance, aside from the five returning for debriefing, were the Divine Level creatures from a previous meeting.

After hearing the account, they all turned their heads aside.

Clearly, the five sent had failed, meaning new ’volunteers’ for the Alien Battlefield were needed.

And that ’honor’ naturally fell upon them.

What was initially thought to be a safe infiltration of the Alien Battlefield had shattered expectations because of the bizarre Paperman Legion.

”Sir, this bizarre Paperman Legion must be a gift from the gods to some human, if we find and kill this human, the problem will be solved,” a monster suggested.

All the monsters stared at it in surprise.

”Good idea, indeed a good idea!”

”Didn’t expect someone who usually seems so dim to come up with such a solution at a critical moment.”

”Then we need a Divine Level creature skilled in Perception to head to the Alien Battlefield.”

All the Divine Level creatures agreed with the plan, as none were good at Perception, except one creature—it was the one particularly skilled in Perception.

Quite clearly, they were pushing it into the fire pit!

Although its Perception Talent was strong, its combat power was weak; facing the Paperman Legion or that Divine Level master, it would have no chance to escape, risking its life entirely.

This could really lead to death!

No, definitely not going.

”Sir, perhaps we should report this matter to the Holy Eye Venerable, and let the supreme being decide!”

The Bat King also knew that none of the Divine Level creatures present wanted to take the risk, including itself.

Previously, no means existed that could slay a Divine Level creature.

Ever since the Desert Celestial Calamity was slain, all adverse factors for the three major stars emerged one after another.

So reporting this issue to the Holy Eye Venerable might be the best choice.

Perhaps the Holy Eye Venerable truly had a way to solve this problem.

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In a peculiar and eerie space, several terrifying projections stood tall.

Amidst them, a pitch-black Turtle Shell floated, with blood-red words atop it, plunging the present Venerables into deep thought.

[Venerable’s Fall]

These four blood-red words struck heavily at their hearts.

The Venerable, their mightiest beings, had existed for millions of years, immortal, yet the Turtle Shell, which they regarded as prophecy, indicated this outcome.

Even they felt a tinge of at a loss.

The Holy Eye Venerable studied this prophecy and couldn’t help but ask: ”Have there been any past issues with the prophecy?”

A Venerable’s fall had never occurred; plus, they couldn’t detect any event capable of causing their fall.

Thus, they could only speculate if there was a problem with the Turtle Shell.

A grim voice rebuked: ”When has the Turtle Shell’s prophecy ever been wrong? Once it appears, it must be real; it will inevitably happen!”

This left the Venerables with no choice but to accept this fact.

The current focus of the three major stars is the Blue Star, the battlefront they had never managed to break through.

Therefore, if a Venerable were to fall, it must be due to some upheaval on the Blue Star.

Fortunately, all Venerables, because of the various restrictive conditions of the Blue Star, needed to pay a great price for their true bodies to descend, meaning their true forms hadn’t appeared on the Blue Star.

Simply put, they were currently safe.

The Holy Eye Venerable: ”For now, have your subordinates closely observe any developments on the Blue Star; if a Venerable’s fall is to occur, it should only happen there!”

Another Venerable agreed: ”Blue Star, a miraculous planet producing several Great Aspirants, having such capability isn’t surprising!”

”While the prophecy remains unchanged, remain on standby to prevent unintended consequences!”

”Agreed!”

The Venerables quickly agreed to hold their positions until the prophecy changed.

After all, the prophecy updates in real-time; during their subjugation, should something happen on the Blue Star, the prophecy’s content might change.

And, as Venerables who have existed for endless ages, how could they willingly fall?

At this moment, the Holy Eye Venerable thought of something: ”What about the Undying Resentful Beast? Where did it go?”

The Undying Resentful Beast, of the same rank as them, wielded immense power, ranking in the top five among all Venerables.

But due to its love of slaughter and unpredictable temperament, few Venerables wished to associate with it.

Moreover, it rarely attended such Venerable meetings—missing them once or twice wasn’t unusual, and while they were unsure of its whereabouts, no Venerable bothered to show interest.

”Who knows, perhaps it’s out nurturing blood meals and deadly air again; after all, it’s not the first time it’s skipped a Venerable meeting!”