At this moment, three black flood dragons communicated to Jiao Wuwei through their Divine Consciousness Transmission, their tone bearing a sense of entrusting their last wish.
Because after this battle, even if they win, they would die due to their dwindling lifespan.
The reason they were willing to do this was because they were Sin Dragons.
They had committed great sins amidst the struggles within the Flood Dragon Clan, thus failing miserably.
According to the rules of the Flood Dragon Clan, they should have been put to death immediately.
But they were offered the chance to atone for their sins by sacrificing their own lives for the Flood Dragon Clan.
After all, even if they were to die, they still had many descendants in the Flood Dragon Clan.
They chose to ignite their life force and sacrifice their lives for the sake of their offspring's futures.
"Rest assured, I will look after your offspring."
"Your sins will be absolved through this battle for the Flood Dragon Clan. You will be our heroes in the future," Jiao Wuwei solemnly said.
"Thank you, Lord Wewei."
Once their promise was given, the auras of the three black flood dragons surged even further. Their domain power expanded, enveloping a radius of several miles.
Even if it was just a temporary boost to their power, elevating them to the initial stage of the Divinity Transformation Realm through a Secret Technique.
They were authentic flood dragons at the initial stage of the Divinity Transformation.
No Nascent Soul cultivator could compare to them.
The gulf between them was simply too vast.
"Damn it, the Demon Clan is truly shameless."
"They even have such a Secret Technique, cruelly placing human cultivators into a fatal situation."
"How can we ever defeat the Demon Clan?!"
Nascent Soul cultivators were engulfed in despair.
They no longer had the will to fight and were itching to flee at the first possible opportunity.
They no longer cared about the Ancient Monster Conversion Formation.
If they die, where would be their future? Who could resist the raging storm? If they can't even protect their own lives, there was no future to speak of.
Unfortunately, other Fourth Stage demon cultivators had already detected this.
They advanced to block them immediately.
They did not hesitate to lure these human cultivators into this trap, how could they let these Nascent Soul human cultivators escape so easily? Such wishful thinking was a fool's dream.
"It's over, everything is over, it's our fault."
"We never expected the Demon Clan to have such a trump card."
"We have lost this battle."
"Since we have failed, we must pay the price of failure."
"I will personally take action to cover your retreat," Daoist Chongxu clenched his fists. He was enveloped by an aura of indifference towards death, evidently prepared to sacrifice his own life to allow the remaining human cultivators to escape.
After all, if all these Nascent Soul cultivators died here, the human clan in Canglan Sea would be left utterly hopeless.
No matter what, these human Nascent Soul cultivators cannot die at the hands of the Demon Clan.
"Sect Master, doesn't our sect have any other trump cards or methods?"
"Are we really incapable of defeating these three Flood Dragons?"
Many Tianjian Sect cultivators were refusing to give in.
They were on the verge of victory, but suddenly, three God Transformation Level flood dragons appeared, making all their previous efforts go in vain, completely ruining their plans.
Anyone would be unwilling under such circumstances.
If it wasn't absolutely necessary, who would willingly give up?
"There aren't as many trump cards as you'd like to believe."
"Even though the Tianjian Sect has a heritage spanning ten thousand years, acquiring the Chaos Ruler, a transcendental spiritual treasure, is our utmost limit."
"Losing the fifth-stage Spirit Vein resulted in many spiritual medicines and heavenly resources failing to mature."
"This caused the state of cultivation in the Canglan Sea area to decline continuously, until it was impossible to produce even a single God Transformation cultivator."
Daoist Chongxu sounded helpless.
This wasn't a result of incompetence on the part of younger cultivators.
It was merely the limitation of their environment. Even a clever woman can't cook without rice.
"Sect Master, we understand."
"This time, we will flee and preserve ourselves for the day of revenge."
"We will definitely make the Demon Clan pay."
Many Tianjian Sect cultivators gritted their teeth.
They had finally accepted their fate. The difference in strength was indeed too vast.
Not even the most relentless conviction could overturn this disparity.
To keep their lives now meant they'd have a chance to take their revenge later.
Otherwise, dying here would be utterly pointless.
"There's no need for such anxiety," said a voice that suddenly rose alongside everyone. It belonged to Zhou Sui, who had returned to the human cultivators' side.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou."
"Could it be that you have a method to deal with these three Divinity Transformation flood dragons?"
Daoist Chongxu, as well as the others, turned their gaze towards Zhou Sui.
They couldn't help feeling confused. Could it be that Zhou Sui had a plan even in such straits?
Although they acknowledged Zhou Sui was quite formidable, they didn't think he could resist three Divine Transformation flood dragons. The disparity in strength was simply too huge.
However, when they recalled Zhou Sui's mysterious abilities, they couldn't help feeling a flicker of hope.
"Of course, I have a method."
"But after winning this battle, I will need to obtain two transcendental spiritual treasures from the Demon Clan, as well as the bodies of many Fourth Stage monstrous beasts."
"Also, the Ancient Monster Qi is mine as well, I hope you don't mind," Zhou Sui said with a faint smile, stating his conditions.
Honestly, the moment he saw those three flood dragons, his first instinct was to retreat.
Even with his stellar capabilities, defeating three Divinity Transformation flood dragons that were levels beyond him was a daunting task.
However, he quickly used his Ku Rong Mysterious Light technique to sense their lifespans, only to discover that they just had a day or two left. At that moment, he decided against fleeing.