Chapter 484 The Battle of Heaven

Wutian immediately swung his axe toward the beam of light, but the beams arrived at the same time, and no matter how fast his axe was, he could not shatter the beams at the same time as resisting the blade.

Therefore, he was hit hard by three cannon shots!

Wutian immediately felt that terrifying energy drill directly into his body, as if it exploded from every inch of his flesh and blood.

His internal organs were shaken, and a lump of stagnation immediately accumulated, which he involuntarily vomited out during the internal explosion.

Wu Tian thought to himself: Damn it! This guy is a pill refiner too!

How could he not know now? It was that damned Tyrant Blood Heavenly Blade and the Lifeless Pill Master who had arrived!

They even came together!

Admittedly, Wu Tian was hoping for a lucky break, but unfortunately, at this point, he realized that he had been tricked by that old poisonous toad!

Thinking of this, Wutian held his breath and spat out another mouthful of dark blood.

However, even though Goten was coughing up blood and looked miserable, the gunfire and sword flashes did not spare him.

When cultivators fight, they don't care about etiquette; they only want to take advantage of your weakness and kill you!

So, there were several more cannon shots, and a huge blade of light swept in from below!

Those two mouthfuls of blood didn't even have time to fall before they disappeared in the gunfire.

The blade's edge grew even sharper, seemingly poised to cleave Wutian in two at the waist—

Yes, this time, Goten made a mistake when he tried to defend himself.

Although the cannon fire was shattered into pieces by countless axe shadows, the blade light that followed closely landed directly on his abdomen, causing him extreme pain.

There, a stream of crimson blood tinged with fluorescent green shot out, splattering onto the ground.

Where it lands, it either leaves a deep pit or is corroded to the point of making a hissing sound.

At the same time, wisps of poisonous mist rose from the dripping blood, spreading continuously...

The blood of the Heavenly Evil Path also possesses such terrifying power.

Moreover, perhaps due to the cultivation method, this blood also contains a deadly poison!

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Upon seeing this, the Zhong and Wu couple on the ancient city wall took another step back.

But this didn't really matter to them, because even if the so-called poisonous fog covered the sky, it still couldn't penetrate the ancient city's defenses and reach them.

The cultivators watching from the sidelines around the battlefield were different.

In an instant, the faces of several Nirvana beings turned bluish-black.

This wasn't caused by them suddenly getting angry or having a change in mood; it was because they were... poisoned.

Although the Nirvana beings reacted quickly, sealing all their pores in an instant, the Heavenly Blood Poison spread too fast. If they didn't have time to cover their skin with a level nine shield after sealing their pores, the poisonous mist would penetrate their skin and circulate in their blood.

What's even more terrifying is that some Spirit Transformation cultivators who were closer to the battlefield turned completely bluish-black when they came into contact with the poison, and soon after, they turned into a pool of black water!

He's dead!

Only their companion treasures remained in place, carefully protecting their primordial spirits.

Meanwhile, the accompanying treasures are also working hard to resist the corrosive effects of other poisonous fogs.

Seeing this, the Nirvana cultivators from their sect, disregarding everything else, first used a special mustard seed to collect the accompanying treasure, intending to wait until the poison was neutralized before reshaping the physical bodies of their disciples.

There were even more tragic cases—those with lower cultivation levels, or those without fellow disciples or elders by their side, were simply melted away by the poisonous mist.

Even the accompanying treasures were completely corrupted after being exposed to the poisonous fog several times because they were not properly stored away in a short period of time.

Thus, the cultivator's primordial soul also melted away along with the destruction of the accompanying treasure.

It is truly...extremely dangerous.

At that moment, many cultivators' expressions changed, and they all retreated.

The battlefield is too terrifying; they don't have the necessary capabilities, so it's best for them not to observe it up close!

And those who are safe in the arena...

Apart from some Nirvana cultivators who were well-prepared to watch the battle, there were only Tongtian cultivators and their disciples.

Nirvana cultivators need to set up formations or have all their close relatives enter the same defensive object, while Tongtian cultivators can simply flick their sleeves to dispel all the poisonous fog.

The current situation is very serious. The two sides fighting fiercely in the sky are clearly at a disadvantage, which means that he will inevitably suffer new injuries.

Then, naturally, more blood will be lost.

The more blood is lost, the denser the poisonous fog will become.

The safest places are even fewer on the outskirts of the battlefield...

Moreover, judging from the current situation, the battlefield will continue to expand.

Therefore, if the onlookers wanted to enjoy this rare spectacle without any harm, they had to make plans early.

At this moment, many Nirvana cultivators and those at lower levels with insufficient defenses quickly changed their positions.

They arrived at... the rear of the disciples led by those Tongtian cultivators.

The view from here isn't as good as it was up front, but there's no danger either.

The Tongtians did not expel these cultivators who sought refuge.

However, there is still one problem.

Those Nirvana beings who have already been poisoned are not yet fully recovered, even at this moment.

They took a deep breath and each took out some healing and detoxifying treasures to either expel the poisonous mist from their bodies or reduce the toxicity within them.

But to truly cure it... that would probably require the help of a level nine alchemist.

Many of the poisoned Nirvana cultivators, and some juniors who only left behind their companion treasures, watched the battle and gathered together to decide how to pool their resources to ask a level nine alchemist for help.

The cost of watching the game is too high.

Fortunately, they weren't exposed to much poisonous mist, and not everyone needed a full level-nine antidote. They only needed to dissolve the level-nine pill into a liquid, and each person could take some.

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The wails below were so loud that Zhong Cai and Wu Shaogan heard some of them and looked in that direction.

Naturally, they immediately noticed the bluish-black skin of those Nirvana cultivators.

Zhong Cai: "...It is indeed very dangerous. In the future, if we are not in the ancient city, it would be better if we carried level nine defense with us."

Wu Shaogan nodded: "It's always good to be prepared."

Although the two understood that it was indeed safer for cultivators to stay further away when the Tongtians were fighting, they only thought that they should be careful of the residual effects of the Tongtians' battle. They did not expect that even the blood flowing from the Tongtians could cause great pollution.

Zhong Cai felt a mix of emotions, including a sense of... anticipation.

Or how about we collect some poisonous fog?

Although he can't study it now, maybe he will be able to once his cultivation level improves?

I'm very curious; the properties of this poisonous fog are rather strange.

How did it form...?

Was it created by a cultivation technique? Or was it a natural change that occurred after consuming multiple poisons? Or was it a mutation resulting from a mixture of multiple possibilities?

It seems very interesting.

Wu Shaogan naturally saw Zhong Cai's expression and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He gently patted Zhong Cai's forearm and said, "Cai, this poisonous fog is hard to guard against, it's not safe for you to collect it now."

Zhong Cai sighed; he understood.

Wu Shaogan said softly, "Perhaps the sect leader and the head hall master can slaughter that evil cultivator, and then we might be able to take some of his blood."

Zhong Cai's eyes lit up.

Yes! It would be better to directly collect and preserve the blood; it would also be more convenient for future research!

They could exchange some with Sect Master Ji and Palace Master Pei...

Thinking of this, Zhong Cai wanted to ask Sect Master Ji for his opinion, but now that Sect Master Ji was fully controlling the artillery fire and was protecting them together with Palace Master Pei, making any further requests would only be troubling his elders.

Zhong Cai whispered to Wu Shaogan, "Don't worry, Old Wu, I definitely won't take any risks." He paused for a moment and continued, "After this whole thing is over, if the two elders kill the evil cultivator, I'll go and beg for help. If anything unexpected happens, look at the ground... there's a lot of corroded scorched earth and a lot of still flowing poisonous blood. You can come with me to collect some."

Seeing that Zhong Cai had put aside her anxious thoughts, Wu Shaogan smiled slightly and ruffled Zhong Cai's hair.

Zhong Cai chuckled.

Both of them are in a very good mood right now.

Because the top experts in their respective factions are both so handsome that it's reassuring.

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After a while, Zhong Cai suddenly said, "We were blocked, and the sect leader and the head hall master came to our rescue, but we were also watched by other people... They were poisoned, which is also an opportunity for us."

Wu Shaogan understood and said, "What does A-Cai mean, Sparrow Fairy Tea?"

Zhong Cai nodded and said matter-of-factly, "Ninth-grade detoxifying tea leaves can neutralize many ninth-grade poisons. They were exposed to less poisonous mist before, so this should be useful. It's much more convenient than waiting for a ninth-grade alchemist to develop a pill! They can watch the show, while we make a fortune."

Wu Shaogan, who had always supported Zhong Cai, nodded with a smile.

Zhong Cai continued, "Moreover, our sect leader will be using the cannons even more frequently when he sets them off, which requires a lot of energy. We think we have enough now, but who knows if we'll have enough later? We should also save up more..."

Wu Shaogan understood Zhong Cai's meaning and said, "Let's prepare some directly and have Gu Yuan go down to sell them."

Zhong Cai immediately perked up and said with a grin, "I knew Lao Wu was the most supportive of me!"

Wu Shaogan ruffled Zhong Cai's hair again and said, "Of course."

Then, the two of them didn't hesitate and quickly summoned a small tea tree.

This tea tree is only about three feet long. The whole plant looks like it was carved from jade. The leaves have clear outlines, and the patterns on each leaf are completely different, as if they are carrying a strange mystery.

Then, Zhong Cai carefully plucked three leaves.

Wu Shaogan took out a large teapot and a jar of clean water drawn from the altar.

The two worked together seamlessly; one added tea leaves and lit the fire, while the other poured water and closed the kettle lid.

And so, the firelight enveloped the entire teapot.

Before long, the tea leaves emitted a faint fragrance.

What's even more interesting is that once the aroma of tea wafted beyond the ancient city's boundaries, the poisonous fog couldn't even get close to it.

This further proves that the tea has the ability to neutralize this toxic fog.

So, Gu Yuan swiftly entered the city.

Zhong Cai handed the entire teapot to Gu Yuan and whispered, "Find someone who is most severely poisoned to drink the tea first. Use a small cup, about an inch in size, and each cup will cost 10,000 high-grade Xuan stones."

As a level nine antidote, the price isn't considered high.

Gu Yuan readily agreed, and carrying the huge teapot and a large number of small cups, headed straight out of the battlefield.

He poured himself a cup of tea as he flew.

As the aroma of tea filled the air, just as before, wherever it passed, the poisonous fog seemed to retreat in all directions.

Such a scene was, of course, witnessed by all the cultivators watching from the periphery of the battlefield.

Just as Gu Yuan was searching everywhere for Nirvana, who was most severely poisoned, three Nirvanas approached him and began to inquire.

They thought Gu Yuan was a Tongtian (a high-ranking official), but they couldn't understand why Gu Yuan obeyed Zhong Wufu's orders so readily, and even seemed to be there to sell tea—how could a Tongtian do such a thing?

However, it wasn't long before everyone learned from Gu Yuan that it was actually just a puppet that looked very much like a living person. However, this only meant that it could communicate smoothly; it did not possess true intelligence.

However, Gu Yuan's seemingly excessive agility still commanded awe from cultivators of insufficient cultivation level.

Regarding the tea that Gu Yuan was selling...

As expected, the one who was most severely poisoned was willing to try first and paid 10,000 high-grade Xuan stones.

After drinking a cup of tea, Nirvana found that the blockage in his body had disappeared a lot, so it was effective!

The other cultivators also noticed that the bluish-black color on Nirvana's face faded considerably in just a few breaths.

Nirvana, who was the most severely poisoned, showed a happy expression and quickly took out tens of thousands of high-grade Xuan stones, asking Gu Yuan to give him a few more cups of tea.

As expected, Nirvana was not disappointed. After drinking five cups of detoxifying tea, he was completely cured of the poison.

The other Nirvana disciples were overjoyed and immediately came over to buy as well.

So, after one or two cups, or at most five, everyone was detoxified.

Then there were disciples who only had their companion treasures left, and their surfaces were covered with traces of poisonous mist. So these Nirvana cultivators bought some tea and poured it on their companion treasures.

After a sizzling sound, the black aura dissipated, as if it had been swallowed by a tea aroma.

All the accompanying treasures have also been completely restored to their original colors.

Many nirvanas are achieved through inner peace.

Buying some tea to drink is much more convenient than gathering all the resources and then inviting a level nine alchemist for help.

They no longer need to worry too much about the poisonous fog slipping through the gaps and drifting to the back; all they need is this tea, and they'll be fine!

Therefore, seeing that there was still a lot of tea in the teapot, the many Nirvana cultivators divided it up and bought it all—many cultivators who had not been poisoned before, as well as those with some wealth, also came to buy.

Now, the tea is completely gone.

Gu Yuan didn't linger any longer. He returned to the ancient city with a large bag full of high-grade Xuan stones and handed it over to Zhong Cai.

Zhong Cai smiled, picked up the mustard seed bag, and poured all the black stones inside onto the ground of the ancient city.

With a thought he uttered.

All the mysterious stones instantly turned into dazzling, crystalline dust, and then disappeared with a "pop".

As the masters of the ancient city, Zhong Cai and Wu Shaogan could both see that after such a commotion, invisible energy once again permeated the ancient city, transforming into countless energies that penetrated into all the cannon barrels.

Thus, at least many more cannons were replenished with a great deal of energy.

The duration of artillery fire has increased.

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In the air, hundreds of artillery fires intertwined, like a dense, giant net.

Wutian was trapped in the net, constantly dodging and slashing at the cannon fire, while stealing a glance at the silver-armored youth standing in the void outside the net, revealing a resentful expression.

This guy is incredibly cunning. Every slash he makes is utterly effortless, always catching him completely off guard—he has no idea how many times he'll cleave through a barrage of fire before this guy strikes him.

Goten is now covered in cuts and stabs.

Not only did the wound on his abdomen show no signs of healing, but blood was also flowing from the cuts on his arms, shoulders, and back.

Because of the strange energy swirling around the blade, it was impossible for the wound to heal unless it was removed. Although cultivators at the Tongtian level had a lot of blood, the constant, fine bleeding would eventually become unbearable.

Wutian could only defend passively, and was completely stunned by the attack.

Just like now, after he eliminated the barrage of artillery fire that was charging in a triangular formation, a blade of light suddenly flew in from both the left and right sides. If he tried to retreat and dodge in the direction of the barrage, a new barrage of artillery fire would come straight at him.

Wu Tian could sense that from the initial barrage of firepower to the later barrages of three to five, or even more than ten, cannon shots, the Wu Ming Dan Zun was becoming more adept at controlling the attack. It seemed that he had already seen the speed of Wu Tian's attack and the limits of his defense, and could clearly distinguish them and precisely control the amount of firepower. While Wu Tian was busy and flustered, he still had to endure the blade light of the Overlord Blood Heavenly Blade... which emerged from various strange angles and rapidly inflicted new injuries on him.

That's outrageous.

Why is it possible for an alchemist to do this?

Moreover, this time he could feel the level of understanding between the couple.

Wutian's mind raced with resentment, but in the next instant, artillery fire and sword flashes came again.

What kind of heroes are two against one!

Wu Tian took a deep breath, but could still only concentrate.

However, countless attacks will still come from different directions.

He hissed as another blade of light struck the wound in his abdomen, deepening it.

Even Wutian himself could feel a chill rising in his chest.

The internal organs were exposed.

From that wound.

The wound could no longer protect his insides. When Wutian felt the cannon fire again, the energy of the flames struck his internal organs directly, instantly scorching his intestines.

Wutian finally couldn't hold back any longer and cursed, "Damn poison—"

When he got to this point in his rant, he didn't finish the sentence before taking out a thin, cicada-wing-like object and covering himself with it.

This item was very special; as soon as he put it on, it clung tightly to his skin, as if it had become one with it.

His face showed an expression of extreme pain.

He really couldn't bear to part with such a priceless treasure!

But now that my life is about to end, no matter how reluctant I am, I have no choice but to give it up.

The next instant, bursts of blood-red mist rose from the area covered by the treasure.

This mist is the profound energy from the Overlord Blood Heavenly Blade, and it is extremely terrifying. It originally covered every wound, making it impossible for them to heal.

But now it's different. This treasure has expelled this energy, and it seems to contain extremely powerful healing energy. At this moment, Wutian's wounds are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye...

It's fast, really fast.

Wutian exhaled, feeling that he had gone from being five or six parts dead to being seven or eight parts alive.

However, he could sense that at least half of the energy from the treasure attached to his body had disappeared, and if this continued, it wouldn't be able to heal him for many more times.

Wutian racked his brains even more, trying to figure out how to escape.

However, he still has to face attacks.

Unbeknownst to Wutian, after he donned the treasure, among the many Tongtian beings watching below, one man's face darkened, and the aura emanating from him almost made those around him retreat.

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"Cicada Fairy Robe..."

Tongtian spoke through gritted teeth.

He had a beautiful face, making him appear as an androgynous young man. He was dressed in fine clothes and acted in a very extravagant manner.

However, at this moment, he lost his usual elegance and nobility, and his entire face became distorted.

"Damn it."

"Damn it."

In those all-seeing eyes, an intense hatred burst forth.

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This treasure is the Cicada Fairy Robe.

The wonder of the Cicada Fairy Robe lies in its absolute restorative ability.

Even if a cultivator is on the verge of death, they can quickly recover to their optimal state.

When applied to a cultivator at the Tongtian realm, the Cicada Immortal Robe can heal all their wounds. If the cultivator is below the Tongtian realm, even if they are reduced to only their innate treasures, the Cicada Immortal Robe can quickly reshape their physical body.

Such a treasure is extremely rare.

In this entire world, naturally formed cicada fairy robes are extremely difficult to find; even those who have searched for hundreds of years have not been able to find a trace of them.

However, the Supreme Elder of the Tianyi Sect—that is, the young man in fine clothes—Feng Tiancan, has been found.

He had lived alone for many years, but one day he suddenly felt lonely. He took out a very rare natural treasure from his collection and combined his own blood essence with the blood of another person he had coincidentally left behind, and a fetus was born.

That is, Feng Tiancan's beloved son, Feng Chen.

Feng Tiancan regarded Feng Chen as a treasure and made many defenses for him, even spending countless efforts to refine a level nine defense for him!

However, while Feng Tiancan was in seclusion refining his artifact, Feng Chen went out to train, and he was very cautious. He not only brought several level-eight top-grade defensive treasures, but also many other defensive measures.

But it was this time that Feng Chen never returned.

Feng Tiancan searched frantically for many years, but never found even the slightest clue.

But this time, he finally discovered the Cicada Fairy Robe that he had once given to Feng Chen.

Since the Cicada Immortal Robe is in the hands of this evil Dao Tongtian, it undoubtedly proves that Feng Chen died at this person's hands back then!

Then, those who reach the heavens must pay for their blood debts!

Feng Tiancan sneered as he looked at Wutian, who was in a sorry state high in the sky.

He needs to wait a bit longer; he needs to find the right opportunity to deliver a fatal blow!