NOVPUBJiang Taiyin’s expression turned ugly:
"You know all this?"
Shen Fu’s surface began to show a gradually solidifying phantom of Liang Qiuyu’s body, as if it was about to completely devour Shen Fu.
At the same time, he let out a light laugh:
"Hehe, Jiang Taoist friend, you really underestimate our Holy Sect’s Dao Law."
Jiang Taiyin swept over Shen Fu’s flesh with a gloomy look.
Without any hesitation, he raised his hands and struck towards the phantom of Liang Qiuyu.
Above, dark clouds swiftly emerged!
However, as if he had anticipated this, Liang Qiuyu wrapped Shen Fu’s body around himself and, in the instant Jiang Taiyin made his move, rapidly retreated backward.
His gaze carried a trace of scorn: 𝑛𝘰𝘷𝑝𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝘮
"Taoist friend, you’re too impatient. The Thunder Tribulation is locked on; you should think about how to survive! Rest assured, the decline in the heavenly positioning is making it hard for my original body to hold on, and I will certainly cherish this incarnation more than anyone else!"
While speaking, his Primordial Spirit quickly invaded the Nascent Soul and Sea of Consciousness of Shen Fu’s Spiritual Government.
Yet, at that moment, his expression suddenly changed:
"What is this..."
His Primordial Spirit suddenly shrank.
A mass of black substance, hidden in the most concealed part of the Spiritual Government’s Sea of Consciousness, suddenly pounced!
This black material was filled with malice, evil intent, and strangeness...
Almost the instance it invaded, it adhered to his Primordial Spirit.
Clearly not very powerful, it stuck fast like a gangrenous growth, impossible to shake off.
It was like a venomous spider that had lain in wait for its prey for a long time.
It injected its poison into the prey in one bite.
Countless negative states came at him!
Under normal circumstances, he could use his cultivation base to slowly and harmlessly eradicate them, but at this moment, he had no such time.
"Damn it! Damn it! Get off me! Get off!"
The kind and benevolent expression had long since vanished from Liang Qiuyu’s face, leaving only urgency, panic, and mania.
The Primordial Spirit continued to erode, and the black material quickly transformed into strands of black qi that dispersed...
Behind him, a giant shadow of a Pitch-Black Millipede, over a dozen zhang in size, seemed to sense Liang Qiuyu’s rapid consumption and silently emerged.
Rubbing its limbs together, it approached him bit by bit, then slowly climbed onto him, opened its mouthparts, and began to gnaw down from the head, while Liang Qiuyu remained completely unaware...
Jiang Taiyin stood opposite, wary in his gaze.
"What exactly did Shen’s elder brother teach him... how sinister!"
He hesitated briefly, then clenched his teeth, ready to make a move.
But at that moment,
Liang Qiuyu’s phantom suddenly distorted and then rapidly disintegrated!
Behind him, the Pitch-Black Millipede, satisfied, retracted its limbs and vanished into the void.
Jiang Taiyin suddenly turned and looked into the distance.
There, amidst the blood rain, he could faintly see the vanishing shadow of an elderly figure with a noble crown...
"Liang Qiuyu... has fallen?"
Jiang Taiyin stood astonished in place.
And Shen Fu, too, trembled all over, his eyes regaining their clarity:
"Just now I..."
He felt in his mind, suddenly fraught with numerous fragmented memories and a soul power so profound and shocking that it left him astounded...
But he had no time to assimilate it all when he saw the old man in a golden line black robe in front of him look at him with a relieved expression and then lightly turn, flying towards the sky.
"Better to be a righteous person once than to be struck down by this Thunder Tribulation."
"Old Devil Jiang..."
Shen looked up, staring dazedly at the departing figure.
...
"Fools!"
In the midst of the North Sea.
The thunder light ceased.
Corpses of Totem Beasts floated on the icy black sea.
On the sea’s surface also floated human skins, broken scepters, and tattered hide clothing...
Expressionless puppets were clearing the battleground on the sea, dividing the spoils of war.
Above, among the slightly damaged sky-floating cities,
The voices of the Daosheng Continent Cultivators were rapidly exchanging words.
"That Ci Wu from Xi Tuo Continent is an idiot!"
"The internal strife within Fenglin Continent, the more their top cultivators die, the more it benefits us. Yet he did something so foolish; if he had simply joined forces with the predecessors who have perished to sweep Fenglin Continent..."
"Those barbarians from Tupi Continent are fools too! They took the demons from beyond the heavens as objects of veneration! Now that those demons have devoured their bodies, they got what they deserved! It’s just a pity we also lost some of our hands, but at least those treasures they hid are suitable for our use!"
"Fenglin Continent is done for. Their Immortal Ascension cultivators must all be gone... We’re different; we fight with puppets!"
"Now there aren’t many of those baldies left in Xi Tuo Continent, and those barbarians from Tupi Continent are nearly wiped out..."
"We’ve lost quite a few people too, but compared to them, we’re in much better shape."
"With the world overturning, it’s our time for Daosheng Continent to prosper!"
At that moment.
A puppet suddenly reported: "There’s a strong man named Wang Xu seeking an audience, saying that he found a special treasure while cleaning up the battlefield and wishes to present it to the Great Cultivators."
"Wang Xu... is he that True Martial Cultivator cultivated by Peace City?"
"It seems so."
"Presenting it to us... did he say what kind of treasure it is?"
The puppet, devoid of emotions, replied:
"A Class VI Sea Pearl..."
Inside the sky-floating city, there was an instant of silence!
Then from the largest sky-floating city came an urgent voice:
"What, what did you say? A Class VI Sea Pearl?!"
Immediately another voice responded eagerly:
"Quick! Pass the message! Let him in!"
