Ordinary Group Leader: "Hiss, that sounds way too exaggerated!"
Ninth Prince of Da Qin: "Exaggerated?"
Ninth Prince of Da Qin: "Not exaggerated in the slightest."
Ninth Prince of Da Qin: "How much prestige do you think Sarutobi Hiruzen had accumulated during Minato Namikaze's reign?"
Ninth Prince of Da Qin: "Though that's just my personal opinion. Whether it's truly possible or not doesn't really matter anymore. After all, whether it's Minato's Naruto timeline or Madara's Naruto timeline, both have already undergone earth-shattering changes."
Infinite Tsukuyomi, twisting thought.
Ying Zinian had never imagined that the Infinite Tsukuyomi could have such an effect beyond merely trapping people in an illusion.
Though when he thought about it, it was actually quite normal.
To put it plainly, dojutsu was simply a manifestation of ocular power, regardless of what specific technique it was.
One could simply treat the Infinite Tsukuyomi as a large-scale Kotoamatsukami.
However, permanently rewriting the mindset of every single person across the entire shinobi world required an amount of ocular power that was truly staggering to imagine.
Even though the vast majority were ordinary civilians and shinobi—let alone powerful shinobi—remained a minority, the required ocular power was still as vast as an ocean.
After learning that the Infinite Tsukuyomi possessed this capability, Ying Zinian had also contemplated whether he should purchase one in the future.
But after some thought, he abandoned the idea.
There was no need.
He wasn't Madara Uchiha, who after resurrection was only a Ten-Tails away from the Nine-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan.
Purchasing it outright would cost far too many points. Moreover, his world didn't possess chakra, and the moon might not be as special as the one in the Naruto world.
Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "By the way, aren't you guys busy at all?"
Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "Why does everyone have so much free time to chat here?"
Tony Stark couldn't understand. Even with quite a few group members defending Huaxia, with such a vast territory, how could anyone be in the mood to casually chat in the group?
Leaving aside Bai Xuan, Luo Hao, and Angel Yan, and considering Su Yunqing was a support, why did Ying Zinian also have the leisure to chat here?
Wasn't your current strength comparable to Kaido?
Xianyang's territory was enormous. Even if you weren't as busy as me, you shouldn't be idling around, right?
Ninth Prince of Da Qin: "Did you forget about the angels?"
Ninth Prince of Da Qin: "The number of angel warriors isn't as small as what you saw in the memory replay."
Ninth Prince of Da Qin: "The situation in Huaxia has already been brought under control by the angels, and the invading species from the other world are being allocated like game."
Ninth Prince of Da Qin: "We each have our own dedicated battlefields as well."
Ninth Prince of Da Qin: "Whenever we kill an invading creature, if we want to keep going, they'll assign us another one."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Right, right, exactly like that."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Daoist Zhang Sanfeng and Daoist Zhang Zhiwei have already gone to their own battlefields. I'm currently following Uncle Jiu."
Ordinary Group Leader: "@Lin Fengjiao, Uncle Jiu, don't use talismans! Talismans are such a waste, and I can't even support you properly."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Use lightning techniques!"
Ordinary Group Leader: "Blast them with Lightning Flash Thunder Fist!"
Lin Fengjiao: "..."
Lin Fengjiao: "Do you hear what you're saying?"
What the hell was Lightning Flash Thunder Fist!
I'm not the Eldest Senior Brother!
Uncle Jiu glanced back at Su Yunqing, who was cheering him on and urging him not to use talismans but engage in close-quarters combat instead. A trace of helplessness crossed his face. In the end, he put his talismans away, raised his peach wood sword, and formed a hand seal with one hand.
Rumble!
The sky suddenly unleashed a thunderous roar. Violent lightning, roaring like a frenzied dragon, tore through the howling winds, ripped open the heavens, and crashed down upon the monster before him!
Lightning flashed violently, arcs of electricity dancing wildly in the air.
The monster that had been struggling against Uncle Jiu's talismans just moments ago was instantly reduced to a massive charred husk, emitting a burnt, acrid smell.
Ended with a single strike.
Maoshan techniques were by no means limited to talismans and exorcism; lightning arts were likewise one of Maoshan's many secret arts.
Previously, due to the Age of Dharma Decline and limitations of his own innate talent, he had been unable to cultivate them.
Now, however, such shortcomings no longer existed.
Even so, an attack of that caliber wasn't something he could use casually at his current stage. It consumed far too much dharmic power, and this world was a true vacuum of spiritual energy, completely devoid of any energy for him to recover from.
No matter how his cultivation technique circulated, it could draw in nothing from the surroundings.
Ordinary Group Leader: "Don't worry, Uncle Jiu, I've got you."
As she spoke, a gentle, sacred glow fell upon Lin Fengjiao. His cultivation technique, finally sensing absorbable energy, instantly drank it all up.
The Most Ancient Godslayer: "Why do you care about those people?"
The Most Ancient Godslayer: "Holding back your own power just to protect them is nothing short of foolish."
Marquis Voban said indifferently upon seeing Tony Stark's request in the chat group.
Of course, his perspective wasn't rooted in the belief that sacrificing a few could save the many—he was hardly that benevolent.
He simply felt there was no need for it.
Their purpose here wasn't salvation; it was the mission, the points, and the rewards.
Would saving a few insignificant lives earn them more points?
No.
It would only waste their time and slow down their rate of earning points.
Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "You should understand that some things aren't just about what I want to do."
Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "It's just that I need to face my own heart."
Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "I certainly know what course of action yields the greatest benefits, but there are always many factors that influence my rationality."
Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "Values, beliefs, emotions..."
Tony naturally knew what would maximize his gains in this mission.
Could he calmly watch those invading creatures slaughter civilians?
No.
Could he focus solely on fighting the invaders while ignoring the collateral damage inflicted on the surroundings?
No.
Could he recklessly unleash his most destructive weapons, wiping out the invaders alongside the surrounding buildings and survivors?
No.
So, as a businessman, he really was quite a failure.
Even while fully aware of which choice brought the greatest profit, he still chose the alternative path—one with fewer returns and far more trouble.
Demon Queen: "What you said genuinely touched this queen."
Demon Queen: "You need backup, right? This queen is coming right over."
Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "???"
The backup I wanted wasn't you!
Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "Umm..."
Demon Queen: "Say no more. This queen sees her past self in you."
Demon Queen: "Back then, this queen was just as kind-hearted."
Demon Queen: "Of course, this queen still is."
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