Chapter 730 - 727: Bluffing

Chapter 730: Chapter 727: Bluffing

As soon as the Outer Realm Creatures appeared, their leader, a powerful Elf Cultivator, spoke coldly. "Jiang Jichen is a wanted fugitive from our Outer Realm. This has nothing to do with you of the Human Race. Now, all of you, get lost!"

The speaker was the leader of the Outer Realm Creatures—an Elf King.

His expression was one of arrogant condescension.

Accompanying him were three other Elves, all of whom were at the Holy Dao Ninth Realm.

The rest of their forces consisted of powerful Three-headed Hellhounds and towering Ogres!

In both strength and presence, they far surpassed the Human Race Cultivators.

And in their eyes, Jiang Jichen was now theirs to slaughter at will.

In this Despair Swamp, even if they did nothing, Jiang Jichen would inevitably succumb to the toxic mist.

After all, the poison in the mist was terrifyingly potent. Even the cultivators at the Eighth Layer of the Holy Dao could feel it seeping into their bodies, rapidly draining their Spiritual Power.

Moreover, in an environment like this, recovering Spiritual Power was extremely difficult.

Even Holy-grade Rejuvenation Pills were less effective in the Despair Swamp.

The Outer Realm Creatures were no exception. The toxic mist was just as harmful to them; they fared little better than the Human Race Cultivators.

Even though the Outer Realm Creatures inhabited this realm, the Despair Swamp was a forbidden land they normally dared not enter.

If not for their pursuit of Jiang Jichen, they would never have set foot in this place.

To all the cultivators present, both human and Outer Realm creature alike, any resistance from Jiang Jichen was now considered negligible.

The only thing left for them to fight over was who would claim his possessions.

"Hmph, you’re being far too overbearing. Your strength may be greater than ours, but if a real fight breaks out here, we’ll both suffer devastating losses."

"An outcome like that benefits no one. It would be better for us to divide Jiang Jichen’s belongings fairly."

The speaker was the leader of the Human Race Cultivators, an honorary member of the Law Enforcement Guild. He had been in the Supreme Realm for many years, and his Cultivation was the highest among all those present.

"You? Qualified to talk about a fair distribution with us? That’s ridiculous!"

The Elf King scoffed.

At his words, the expressions of the Human Race Cultivators turned ugly, filled with humiliation.

"You...! Then what is your proposal?"

The leader of the Human Race Cultivators was seething with rage but forced himself to remain calm as he asked.

"We all know what Jiang Jichen is carrying. Everything else can be divided equally, but the Treasure Map belongs to my Outer Realm. Therefore, the Treasure Map comes to us, and we’ll split the rest."

The Elf King stated calmly.

"Impossible. The Treasure Map must be shared. We’ll all go to the location together, and whoever gets the treasure will do so by their own strength. As for the other items, you from the Outer Realm can take a larger share."

However, the Human Race Cultivators refused to back down, insisting that the Treasure Map be shared.

"In truth, it’s impossible for the Outer Realm to monopolize the Treasure Map. Besides us, there are countless other powerful experts in the Valley of Ten Thousand Extremes who are eyeing it covetously. That being the case, it’s better for us all to work together. We find the location first, then we can compete for the treasure based on our own abilities."

The leader of the Human Race Cultivators continued.

The Elf King mused for a moment, then said, "We can discuss that later. Let’s retrieve the items first, then we’ll talk about how to divide them."

"Look! Jiang Jichen has collapsed from the poison!"

"Who’s going to retrieve the items?"

Just then, everyone saw Jiang Jichen collapse onto the swampy ground, his face a deathly, bluish-black.

He looked for all the world as if he were deeply poisoned.

"Each side will send five people to retrieve the items."

Ultimately, the Elf King and the leader of the Human Race Cultivators came to an agreement.

At the same time, they formed two groups and moved closer to Jiang Jichen, stopping less than ten meters away from him.

Each side sent out five people: one Supreme Realm cultivator and four at the Eighth Layer of the Holy Dao.

They could see Jiang Jichen’s body was stiff and his breathing was almost nonexistent. He was barely clinging to life.

"Hmph, this fucking idiot actually thought he could escape our pursuit by running into the Despair Swamp. What a pipe dream."

"Exactly. A Holy Dao Second Realm cultivator entering the Despair Swamp? That’s just suicide. Even a cultivator at the Seventh Realm of Holy Dao wouldn’t last more than a double-hour in here."

"Yeah, it’s been half a day since Jiang Jichen fled into the swamp. The fact that he’s lasted this long is impressive. After all, even a Supreme Realm expert might not survive a full day in the Despair Swamp."

The crowd stood to the side, discussing the matter coldly while mocking and sneering at Jiang Jichen.

By now, the five-man teams from each side, led by their respective Supreme Realm cultivators, had reached Jiang Jichen.

Their first step, naturally, was to completely snuff out his life force. This would cause his internal storage space to collapse, making all of his possessions spill out.

Then, they could take inventory and divide the spoils.

"Let me be the one to finish him off!"

At that moment, a cultivator from the human side, an Eighth Layer Saint Realm expert, stepped forward.

He rushed to the front, condensing a fatal blow in his palm as he struck at Jiang Jichen.

"Heh, so what if you’re the Venerable of the Six Paths Illusion Realm, the Sect Leader of the Luochen Sect, or the new overlord of the Southern Continent? In the end, you’re just a dead dog waiting for me to put you down."

The young man sneered.

As he spoke, he brought his palm down.

Under normal circumstances, that single palm strike should have been enough to obliterate Jiang Jichen’s body, turning it to ash.

However, just as his Palm Power was about to land, Jiang Jichen, who had been lying as still as a corpse, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Not good!"

Seeing Jiang Jichen’s eyes snap open, the expressions of the ten people closest to him changed drastically.

The young cultivator who had been about to casually kill Jiang Jichen found his palm hovering just a hair’s breadth from his target’s Qi Sea.

But it could go no further.

Because Jiang Jichen had already drawn his sword, faster than anyone else.

Synchronized Sword Technique—Nine Shadows of One Sword.

POP!

Everyone clearly heard the sound of a Spirit Infant exploding.

"This..."

The young cultivator’s abdomen exploded, and at the same time, his Dao Body began to collapse and dissolve.

It wasn’t just him. The other eight—including the two Supreme Realm cultivators—suffered the exact same fate.

They were run through by Jiang Jichen’s sword before they even had time to react.

The onlookers finally reacted.

But Jiang Jichen was faster—unimaginably so.

And now, Jiang Jichen showed no signs of being poisoned whatsoever.

"He was faking it! He wasn’t poisoned at all!"

"But how could he not be poisoned?"

Everyone was utterly stunned.

Jiang Jichen now hovered in the air, a Poison-Devouring Pearl Fragment suddenly materializing in his hand.

"You want my treasures? We’ll see if you live long enough to take them!"

As he spoke, the Poison-Devouring Pearl Fragment in his hand erupted with a terrifying wave of poison that surged downward to envelop them all.

This time, the might of the Poison-Devouring Pearl Fragment was greater than ever before, for it had just absorbed the endless toxic mists of the Swamp of Extinction.

Now, that power condensed into a veritable ocean of toxic mist, a murderous sea that rolled toward them.