Sequence Ocean Survival: Awakening God-Tier Sequences at the Start

Chapter 234 The God of Slaughter Just Left, One Spot Sparks a Bloody Melee!

As Lu Sheng and Luo Tianfei's figures completely disappeared into the golden light, so too did the figures of Lu Sheng and Luo Tianfei vanish into the sky.

The terrifying mountain that had been weighing on everyone's hearts, known as the Extreme Realm, has finally been temporarily removed.

The suffocating silence on the sea lasted only half a second.

Immediately afterwards, panic spread like wildfire through the crowd.

One thousand spots available.

That's the ticket to a higher realm.

Now, the two most unreasonable monsters have gone in.

There are 998 left.

"Those two killers are gone!!"

Someone shouted something in a hoarse, distorted voice.

That sound was like a starting gun.

"Kill them!!!"

"That spot is mine!!"

"Those who block my way shall die!!"

The battlefield, which had been frozen by fear, was instantly ignited by overwhelming killing intent!

This time, there are no so-called factions, no so-called kinship.

Everyone is a hunter, and everyone is also prey.

The spiritual light, like wildly dancing serpents, tore through the azure sky.

A martial artist with peak level 8 strength had just rushed to the steps and hadn't even had time to show a joyful smile when he was simultaneously struck by dozens of spiritual source secret techniques from behind.

"Bang!"

His protective spiritual energy shattered, and he instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, leaving not even a trace.

But this bloody scene did not deter the crowd; instead, it made the group of bloodthirsty warriors even more frenzied.

They trampled over corpses and waded through waves of blood, rushing towards the narrow entrance like a swarm of locusts crossing a river.

However, the real despair has only just begun.

"A bunch of ants, dare to compete?"

Several cold, grand voices, filled with arrogant arrogance, resounded in the void.

Rumble—!

The sea trembled, and dozens of terrifying domains of different colors, radiating a suffocating pressure, opened up without warning in the most densely populated area!

That's a true level 10 powerhouse!

They finally stopped hiding and stopped watching.

Because those two extreme monsters have left, this sea area has returned to their rule.

"roll!"

A level 10 expert, whose entire body was enveloped in purple lightning, casually waved his hand.

The lightning domain swept across like a bulldozer, and the hundreds of level 9 experts who stood in his way didn't even have time to scream before they were electrocuted into charred remains by the raging lightning and fell into the sea like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

This is just a microcosm.

Dozens of level 10 powerhouses, like dozens of human meat grinders, ruthlessly and domineeringly carved bloody paths through the chaotic crowd, leisurely embarking on the path to immortality.

This is the crushing power of different realms.

They might have to bow down in the face of extreme monsters.

But in the eyes of ordinary level 8-9 powerhouses, they are gods!

"Where is the protector of the Dao! Send the Daozi to the island!"

Behind the human camp, the true potential of the various blessed lands and grotto-heavens was finally revealed.

Several elderly powerhouses, their auras aged and their lifespans clearly nearing their end, joined forces to unleash a broken ancient treasure, burning their last embers of life to tear open gaps in the domain of a level ten powerhouse.

"Go! Don't look back!"

An old man, covered in blood, blocked the attack of three powerful drowned warriors and roared as he pushed his young holy son into the portal.

"Elder!!"

The holy son, with tears welling in his eyes, dared not hesitate for a moment and rushed in through gritted teeth.

The number of slots is decreasing at an alarming rate.

Five hundred... three hundred... one hundred...

When the number of spots dropped below fifty, the entire True Sea was completely transformed into a battlefield.

Reason? That's something only the dead possess.

Allies who used to call each other brothers betrayed each other, masters and disciples turned against each other, and lovers drew their swords.

Everyone is gambling, gambling that they can squeeze in before that door closes.

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine..."

That grand, cold voice was like the countdown to death.

The last human warrior, covered in blood and with a severed arm, used his last bit of strength to stagger and stumble into the portal.

Om-!

The moment his heel stepped in.

The entrance to the Path to Immortality trembled violently, and the originally soft golden light instantly transformed into an indestructible golden barrier.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Dozens of powerful individuals who were a step too slow crashed heavily into the barrier.

There was absolutely no suspense.

They were like flies hitting a high-speed train; their protective spiritual energy shattered instantly, blood gushed out, and they were flung away like tattered sacks.

"No!! Let me in!!"

"I was just one step away! Just one step away!!"

"Please! Give me one more spot!!"

On the sea, the survivors looked at the impossibly high and completely sealed immortal path and let out heart-wrenching howls and roars.

however.

That booming voice, cold and devoid of any emotion, pronounced their fate.

"The Path to Immortality is full."

"Gentlemen, please return."

On the true sea, the stench of blood was so strong it was almost unbearable.

This struggle for the path to immortality ended in a bloody chapter, with the fortune of a thousand people and the despair of tens of thousands.

The bloodshed and clamor of the outside world were completely shut out by a light barrier.

Inside Dengxian Road.

There are no ocean waves, no sky, only a winding white jade staircase leading upwards, seemingly to the end of the universe.

All around was a chaotic void, deathly silent.

"Huff... huff... huff..."

Xiao Yan leaned on the crimson spear with both hands, sweat dripping down his angular chin like broken beads onto the white jade steps.

It evaporated instantly.

This is the 555th step.

Each step felt like a mountain pressing down on the soul.

That kind of pressure doesn't act on the body, but directly tests the will.

"Huff... huff..."

Xiao Yan leaned on the crimson spear, sweat dripping down his cold, handsome face like rain, falling onto the white jade steps and evaporating instantly.

His legs were trembling slightly, and each time he lifted his leg, it felt like it was filled with lead, or like he was carrying a mountain on his back.

"Brother...I...I can't take it anymore..."

Beside her, Xiao Ling, who was originally lively and cute, now had a face as pale as paper.

She clung tightly to Xiao Yan's clothes, her large eyes no longer filled with the excitement she had shown when looking at Lu Sheng, only pain and confusion remained.

The oppressive spiritual pressure here was far too heavy for someone her age.

Hang in there!

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse, "This is the only... chance to transcend social classes! Ling'er, think of your father, think of Burning Sea City!"

He looked up at the sky.

There, the clouds and mist swirl.

Those who can reach the 500th level or above are basically the best among the peak level nine.

But this is already their limit.

Above that lies the realm of the "King".

And behind them.

The area between the 400th and 500th steps is the true hell on earth.

Countless powerful figures, renowned as geniuses in their own right, were now sprawled on the steps, using their hands and feet to inch their way up like worms.

Some were bleeding from all seven orifices, while others were in a frenzy, brandishing weapons at the air.

Some people couldn't bear the pain of their souls being squeezed, screaming as they tumbled down the steps and plunged into the endless chaos below, losing their eligibility.

This is the cruelty of the path to immortality.

Ignore background and resources; judge only by the quality of the soul.

The line of sight continues upward.

Step 600.

The air here is as thick as mercury.

One after another, terrifying figures were trudging along with great difficulty.

They are level 10 powerhouses.

To the outside world, they are world-destroying overlords, invincible kings.

But here, they too were bent under the weight of that omnipresent ancient will.