Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 694: Chapter 422: Utterly Wicked Eastern Sea_2

Sanctuary Powerhouses had almost all gone to the Ancient Secret Realm, so Quasi-Saint Powerhouses were virtually invincible in The World. Of course, Quasi-Saint Powerhouses existed not only in the Saint Sky Sect, but as the Western Wasteland and the Central Region were a hundred thousand miles away from the Eastern Territory, it would take half a month for news to reach there, so they would not come to the Eastern Sea.

All the sects of the Eastern Territory were engaged in battle with the Orthodox Demonic Sect, and only Hidden Sects were able to bring out a Quasi-Saint and vie for the chance in the Eastern Sea.

After much deliberation, the majority of over a thousand people chose to compromise, “We’ll go, it’s just ten thousand Spirit Stones, we’ll just pay it!”

Only a minority remained watchful, after all, this was not the only ship, what if there were others more economical? So they wanted to wait a little longer.

Even the Strong Ones Above Dominator didn’t care about ten thousand Spirit Stones, following Saint Sky Sect came with a bit more assurance, especially since they had deployed three Great Quasi-Saint Powerhouses this time.

Logan and Holy Daoist were on their way and wanted to take advantage of convenience, so they too, blended into the crowd with ten thousand Spirit Stones each to avoid unnecessary trouble, and suppressed their realms in the eyes of others, they too seemed like ordinary Kings of the Throne.

No one would suspect that among the crowd, there was a Saint Seat Powerhouse, who, once they manifested their cultivation, would probably scare everyone silly.

But as the hour approached, the Saint Sky Sect’s ship prepared to depart, and the few still waiting could no longer sit still. If they continued to wait and Michael Silvercloud personally arrived at the Secret Land and the chances were all taken, then there would be no point for them to go.

Almost everyone paid ten thousand Spirit Stones, and after Saint Sky Sect’s people tallied up, they had originally spent millions of Spirit Stones to rent the ship, but now they had made several times that amount. There were now over two thousand people on the ship.

Michael Silvercloud didn’t care about the Spirit Stones but instructed his followers quietly, “Go and tally up the strength levels of these two thousand people on the ship, especially the Strong Ones at Dominator and above.”

“For those whose cultivation level cannot be discerned, they might be Powerhouses hiding their strength. We cannot overlook any of them. In this opportunity seizing, it’s uncertain how many forces are mixed in. If Saint Sky Sect wants to maintain an unbeatable position, we must first thoroughly understand our friends and foes.”

The disciples of the sect hurriedly went to carry out the task, while Michael Silvercloud heaved a sigh of relief, hoping everything would go smoothly and wishing for no complications to arise.

Previously, the sect had received information that a group of Sanctuary Powerhouses from the Ancient Secret Realm had reappeared in The World after being trapped for a hundred years, but it was uncertain whether this was true or not.

The ship would sail for three days; that Secret Land was a world of its own, reportedly created by several Sanctuary Powerhouses together, and it contained countless Heavenly Treasures and Divine Weapons.

Logan and his companion stood on the deck, looking out over the boundless sea, “What do you think, could this Secret Land that everyone is searching for be the Immortal Realm?”

“Absolutely not, the Immortal Realm is a world on its own, isolated from the Ancient World, how could it be so widely known to appear?”

Holy Daoist shook his head, knowing that few people knew about the Immortal Realm, it was almost only the Sanctuary Powerhouses who could understand it, and going there was a nine in ten chance of death.

“Maybe,” Logan spread his hands, he always felt there must be a connection between the two, otherwise why would the maritime Secret Land appear just these few days?

What is a Secret Land? Most are just the locations where an unparalleled Strong One perished, or naturally formed cultivation sites. However, whether it is one or the other type, the likelihood of it appearing at sea is too small.

“If the so-called Secret Land is indeed the Immortal Realm, then any Strong One inside acting out would probably mean the death of everyone there seeking fortune. The cultivation level of these people is too low, the strongest among them not surpassing Quasi-Saint, which is not even close to the Immortal Realm.”

Holy Daoist looked at the more than two thousand people filled with anticipation and smiled faintly, “Actually, the path of cultivation is interesting. Once you reach the Saint Seat Realm, you’re basically at the end of the road, only waiting for death. If it wasn’t for the existence of the Ancient Secret Realm, who would know that Saint Emperors existed?”

“Most Cultivators spend their whole lives and can’t even reach the Dominator Realm!” Logan glanced at Holy Daoist, what was there to be melancholic about at this time? Those with low cultivation were certainly bullied, only when you reach the Saint Seat, can you walk freely in this world.

“Right, what is a Hidden Sect?” Logan curiously asked the Holy Daoist, what’s the background of the Saint Dragon Sect that they could dispatch three Quasi-Saints at once?

In the past, in Logan’s eyes, a top Sect was nothing more than one like the Saint Sky Sect. Now it seemed there were many more great Sects unknown to the public.

“A Hidden Sect is a Sect that lives in isolation, avoiding the world. Such Sects have long histories and many strong ones within them. They just don’t like to get involved in conflicts, so very few people know about them. However, no one can deny their strength,” explained the Holy Daoist.

The Holy Daoist glanced at Logan, not understanding how Logan didn’t know even this—after all, Logan was nearing the Saint Seat, and any Throne Cultivator would understand this.

Logan offered an embarrassed smile and pressed on, “If compared to the Saint Sky Sect, which is stronger? It sounds like the Hidden Sects are somewhat more prestigious.”

“You can’t compare them. The strength of a Sect is hard to define. If a Sect produces a Strong One, it can dominate The World. However, once this Strong One falls, the Sect can become vulnerable overnight. So, it principally depends on how many strong ones a Sect can cultivate,” he detailed.

“Generally, a Hidden Sect could produce two or three Quasi-Saints, but Sanctuary Powerhouses are very rare. The Saint Sky Sect is somewhat similar, but since I’m a Sanctuary Powerhouse stationed there, and among the strongest in the Holy See, the Saint Sky Sect can compare.”

The Holy Daoist said with pride; there was no boasting in his voice, only facts, and Logan found it utterly convincing.

At that moment, Michael Silvercloud stepped onto the deck, demanding silence, “Everyone, we’ve come to seek opportunities. I hope we can sincerely cooperate. During these next few days on the ship, no matter what grudges existed before, no one should initiate a fight, or else don’t blame my Saint Dragon Sect if we throw you overboard.”

“Second, the Saint Dragon Sect brought three hundred people, both the largest in number and the strongest. And since we rented this ship, you must strictly obey orders. Anyone caught scheming will face my harsh hand; the sea is full of perils, after all.”

“I know some of you are defiant, especially since among this crowd there are likely Dominators, Semi-Saints, and even Quasi-Saint Powerhouses, but remember this: we’re all here to seize opportunities. So swallow your pride, and don’t cross the Saint Dragon Sect.”

“Isn’t that too overbearing? With over two thousand of us…” A disdainful voice rose from the crowd, but was cut off halfway as an Elder with Great Divine Power executed the speaker.

All trembled, thinking the Saint Dragon Sect too ruthless. Had someone been killed just for disagreeing?

“It was one of our Sect’s Elders who took action. That person was continuously stirring conflict, intending to provoke a fight between us—clearly sent by another power,”

Michael Silvercloud said nonchalantly, “This is to establish authority and warn the others. Best to be on your best behavior over these next few days!”

Over two thousand people dared not retort anymore, for most were of low Realms, mere Thrones. Even though there were many hidden Semi-Saints and Quasi-Saints, they weren’t willing to expose themselves before reaching the Secret Land, so naturally, they didn’t want to cause trouble.

Michael Silvercloud then departed. The incident made Logan smile; he had to admit that she was indeed decisive and efficient.

Many harbored resentment, trying to incite others to unite against the Saint Dragon Sect. Logan, who had been listening, felt repulsed. If these people truly caused a ruckus, damaging the ship, it would delay his voyage to the Immortal Realm.

However, to his surprise, with just a few words from Michael Silvercloud, everything was resolved. Now, no one would dare provoke the Saint Dragon Sect again.

The power of one person was too small to oppose a Hidden Great Sect like the Saint Dragon Sect. Although two thousand could unite, most lacked the courage.

Even the Holy Daoist couldn’t help but lament, “If there are indeed opportunities in the Secret Land, the Saint Dragon Sect will surely take them. The rest of the two thousand will only be extras.”

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