Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses - Chapter 770 - 656: Tremors (Combined - )_2
On the ground, two Southern Ridge young cultivators, one thin and one fat, were walking unhurriedly.
At the same time, they were closely exchanging information about the prominent figures in Fang Su District, so as not to offend the wrong people due to being in the dark.
“With so many experts, can we still seize an opportunity in True Monarch’s paradise?” The slightly chubby cultivator sighed.
“…” The thinner cultivator hadn’t replied yet, abruptly raised his head, looking towards the distant horizon with a shocked expression.
Over there, a very clear shout was echoing in the distance.
“Chen Mazi, where do you think you’re running!”
’Whoosh!’
A white and a red figure streaked across the sky at high speed, leaving the two Southern Ridge cultivators below utterly astonished.
“Isn’t that the True Inheritor Chen Ming of the Taiyi Sect? He’s being chased down like a stray dog, unable to resist!”
“The person chasing Chen Ming looks unfamiliar, not in the video Brother Wen just recorded… could it be the new Daoist of the Alliance Hierarch?”
“It must be, gah, this Fang Su District is even deeper than I thought, an unknown master can pop up at any moment!”
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“Quick, harder, harder!”
“Keep going, hold on, put in more effort!”
“Hang in there, everyone hold on, we’re just one step away!”
In a remote corner of Fang Su District, the ground was full of massive pits, scattered with rubble, indicating the ferocity of the previous battle.
A giant spiritual beast, towering two to three hundred feet high, resembling an enlarged mammoth, stood there.
The entire body seemed crafted from gray rock, ridged like small mountains, exuding an unbreakable aura.
At this moment, its limbs, tail, and trunk were all tightly bound by multi-colored bands of spiritual light, making any movement exceedingly difficult.
Around the giant spiritual beast, about a dozen capable human cultivators had gathered.
Each exerted themselves casting magic, spiritual qi surging around them, their faces turning red, teeth gritted, seemingly reaching their limits.
Meanwhile, the two strongest cultivators on the scene.
One controlled a red flying sword, the other wielded a meteorite-shaped spiritual artifact, desperately attacking the giant elephant, trying to slay it.
’Bang bang bang!’
’Thud thud thud!’
The flying sword and the meteorite-shaped spiritual artifact had considerable power, leaving visible cracks on the giant elephant, with unidentified gray liquid flowing out.
But the elephant’s recovery ability was formidable, quickly restoring the cracks as if nothing had happened.
“Damn, this creature’s power is definitely stronger than an ordinary Fifth Bloodline Transformation demon!”
“Can’t kill it, can’t kill it at all, I’m almost out of cultivation!”
“We’re this far, just a bit further!”
The crowd complained incessantly, feeling the giant spiritual beast was too abnormal, hard to kill.
’Snap!’
At this time, someone ran out of spiritual essence, which lightened the pressure on the giant elephant.
It immediately found an opportunity.
Furiously breaking free from all the magic and spiritual bands binding it, it let out an earth-shattering roar.
White sound waves spread like a tsunami.
Even sending several lower-level cultivators nearby flying, vomiting blood madly.
“Stay away from it!”
“Get out of the way!”
“This beast’s power has surpassed the Fifth Bloodline Transformation, operation failed, let’s try again next time!”
The crowd roared in anger, the scene immediately descending into chaos.
The giant elephant’s eyes showed a ferocious look, ready to exact revenge and trample these pesky insects.
Just then, a clear shout came from not far away.
“Chen Mazi, your mom’s calling you home for dinner!”
’Whoosh!’
A white light sliced through the sky.
Chen Ming, disheveled and bloodied, was fleeing by stepping on a black-white incense burner missing an ear, occasionally looking back.
He was in an unutterably wretched state.
Seeing a giant spiritual beast blocking the way ahead, Chen Ming flew into a rage.
’Is anyone allowed to bully me now?’
“Scram!”
Two streaks of black and white yin-yang energy flew out from his sleeve, transforming into two whips like swimming dragons.
They lashed the several hundred feet tall giant elephant, making it stagger, almost losing its balance.
’Whoosh!’
A second figure, shrouded in red light, followed closely.
Upon seeing the giant elephant, instead of dodging, slammed right into it!
’Bang!’
A visibly hollow large hole appeared in the middle of the giant elephant’s body instantly.
Dense cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.
’Boom!’
The next moment, the giant elephant’s body was torn apart, leaving the cultivators on the scene who were about to flee dumbfounded.
“Great, this guy is dead! Hurry and collect the spiritual liquid!”
“Where did these two fierce people come from?
A spiritual creature comparable to the fifth bloodline transformation is as frail as a common beast in their hands!”
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“Strange, where has Liu Shu gone? Someone just called him to clear out the demons.”
Elsewhere, Lin Xuan, Elder Gui, and Ding Shiniang were searching for Lou Yi in the crowd.
They found him missing and felt some concern.
They knew Lou Yi had offended many people and feared he might encounter misfortune.
At this moment, Uncle He rushed over, his face full of alarm.
“Not good, Liu Shu seems to be in a confrontation with people from the Two Forms Sect!”
“What? Where is he now!”
“I heard it from Old Bao nearby; he happened to be using a communication talisman with a friend.
Many people have seen it; the most recent location is on the northwest side of Fangsu District…”
“What are we waiting for, go find Su Daoist, we need his help!” Elder Gui and others acted swiftly and went to find Su Xinghe.
Without cultivation at the fifth layer of the Spirit Platform, recklessly intervening in the battle of high sect talents would likely lead to an unknown death.
Su Xinghe, upon hearing this news, was also taken aback, a gleam of sternness flashed across his face.
“It’s been a long time since I acted, someone may think my sword is dull!”
…
At the northernmost part of Fangsu District, where it connects with other districts, the red mist was sparse, greatly increasing visibility.
Headed by Taiyi Sect’s true heir Jiang Hui, dozens of cultivators stood.
Each was dressed in brand-new Daoist robes, posture and demeanor dignified, looking eagerly towards the north.
“Here it comes!”
Suddenly, someone whispered.
In everyone’s line of sight.
In the northern sky, four winged flying horses were pulling an exquisitely decorated white jade phoenix chariot through the sky.
The flying horses were three zhang long, their coats bright white without a trace of variegation, eyes like two transparent brown ambers.
With a pair of delicate flesh wings, they looked quite similar to mythical celestial horses.
As for the white jade phoenix chariot, its size was comparable to a mortal’s sedan, with complex Dao patterns engraved all over its exterior, faintly glowing on its surface.
On each side of the chariot, two female cultivators riding flying ribbons accompanied it.
Clad in pale green Daoist robes, faces cold, cultivation level also at the Spirit Platform stage, not to be underestimated.
Upon seeing the waiting crowd below.
The white jade phoenix chariot abruptly altered direction, flying towards their location.
When reaching a position more than ten zhang above their heads.
The door of the jade chariot opened automatically, and a white-skirt female cultivator gracefully descended.
Her beauty was supreme, figure long and slender, skin like jade, possessing a uniquely cold and secluded aura, as if a moon palace fairy had descended to the mortal realm.
“Fairy Ning Shuang, long time no see.” Jiang Hui smiled and approached.
“Fellow Daoist Jiang.” The white-skirt female cultivator only nodded at him.
To the surrounding cultivators, she remained indifferent.
Yet none of the cultivators dared to express dissatisfaction, thinking it was only right.
For this woman was the Daoist of the Five Elements Sect, exceptionally noble in status.
Her Daoist name Ning Shuang, of extraordinary talent, dominated all male cultivators in her sect, undefeated in cultivation until now.
“The True Monarch’s Blessed Land is about to open, I presume the fairy is here for this.” Jiang Hui said with a smile.
“Inside the blessed land is a technique, ’Biluochang River Art’, which aligns well with my cultivation. I am determined to acquire this cultivation technique.” Ning Shuang Daoist said calmly.
“This time, geniuses from all sects will gather, competition within the blessed land will be intense, has Ning Shuang Daoist found suitable allies?” Jiang Hui sought collaboration with Ning Shuang Daoist to seize advantages within the True Monarch’s Blessed Land.
Of course, there were unspoken intentions.
Ning Shuang Daoist was incredibly beautiful, her cultivation remarkable, if he could become her Dao companion…
“True Daoist Yu of the Lingbao Sect and Burn Daoist of the Lihuo Palace have both approached me.
But I haven’t decided yet.” Ning Shuang Daoist said calmly.
Jiang Hui frowned upon hearing this, knowing the other party was deliberating.
The Daoist women of the seven great alliance sects were extremely scarce, far fewer in number than Daoists and Buddha’s Sons.
Each was highly sought after, with numerous pursuers.
Jiang Hui knew he had to demonstrate recognized value, perhaps even offer benefits in advance to be chosen.
As the two conversed, a loud shout came from afar.
“Chen Mazi, where do you think you’re going?”
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