Chapter 531 Killing Machine
The rain of light was formed from a burst of sharp arrows; any evil cultivators who came into contact with it would be reduced to ashes in the vast majority, and the survivors would be severely injured. And the next volley of arrows, falling continuously, would similarly annihilate them!
Often, these evil cultivators can only leave behind some companion treasures—and even these companion treasures are not absolutely safe. Many of them will be destroyed by the rain of arrows, and even those that are stubborn enough will have their fused primordial spirits completely worn away under the rain of arrows.
The companion treasures whose primordial spirits have been obliterated but cannot be destroyed... have almost all been taken away by the Netherworld.
Therefore, the battlefield was spotless, without even a trace of blood.
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On the battlefields that are relatively close together, most of the troops are disciples from the Temple of War who have come to provide reinforcements.
These disciples naturally noticed many such scenes and couldn't help but mutter to themselves.
—Brother Wu was far too ruthless today.
—When we fought the Poison Toad before, although Senior Brother Wu killed many evil cultivators, the scene was not as terrifying as it is now!
—Why does Senior Brother Wu seem like a completely different person? Could it be that the heretical sects are particularly hateful?!
—Hiss! With Senior Brother Wu's performance, who can tell who is more ruthless, him or the evil cultivators? Even the evil cultivators would tremble with fear!
—Let's hurry up and kill them! Anyway, Senior Brother Wu has completely demonstrated the prestige of our War God Hall, and I can't hold him back!
—Kill! Kill! Kill! Senior Brother Wu has already killed so many! I need to hurry up and kill too! Don't worry about the methods, just kill as many as possible!
These disciples of the Temple of War all had the same thought, and when they saw their uncle Wu Dongxiao wreaking havoc, they secretly complained even more.
[My uncle is really something else!]
[You're just thinking about Uncle Zhong, why are you acting so fierce!]
That was terrifying!
Wu Dongxiao sighed silently. As he swung the Black Dragon Halberd, the terrifying black fire suddenly transformed into a sea of fire, spreading wildly in all directions, surging and boiling.
Anyone who comes into contact with this black fire will be engulfed in flames, turning into a human torch and constantly wailing in agony.
Even if they rolled on the ground or used ice or water-based methods on themselves, they could not extinguish the fire and could only suffer in it.
Then, amidst those agonizing cries, the vast majority of those touched by the black fire quickly turned to ashes!
Only a very few cultivators, upon being touched by the black fire, decisively and swiftly severed the limbs or parts that were touched by the black fire, thus preventing the black fire from engulfing them—even the slightest hesitation would have caused the black fire to spread throughout their entire bodies!
A few who survived the black flames were either significantly more powerful than Wu Dongxiao, or their secret techniques possessed a degree of resistance to the black flames, allowing them to maintain their lives—but obviously, this wouldn't last long. When their profound energy was exhausted, they would be completely consumed by the black flames!
The more powerful evil cultivator fixed his gaze on Wu Dongxiao and instantly unleashed a gigantic, blood-red palm strike, compressing the space around Wu Dongxiao. However, Wu Dongxiao reacted extremely quickly, dodging the attack in a flash. Unfortunately, he was still grazed by the edge of his body despite his swift evasion, causing the area to be corroded by the bloody palm print and inflicting some minor cuts and bruises.
Ignoring his minor injury, Wu Dongxiao leaped into battle against the evil cultivator.
The evil cultivator was no match for Wu Dongxiao's speed. Under Wu Dongxiao's fearless attacks, he was soon killed by the Black Dragon Halberd.
Wu Dongxiao didn't bother to deal with the corpse. He simply shook the Black Dragon Halberd, and a ball of black fire appeared above it, landing directly on the corpse and burning it.
Then, Wu Dongxiao flashed several times, his Black Dragon Halberd moving as fast as lightning!
Wherever the halberd passed, it slashed open many throats, and black flames seeped into the bodies through the wounds, burning and killing from the inside out...
...This kid doesn't realize it himself, but he's actually a terrifying killer.
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Wu Shaogan reaped the rewards on the battlefield, his aura almost nonexistent, and his face and eyes devoid of any emotion.
Normally, he always had a slight smile on his lips, but ever since he boarded the departing warship, he seemed to have turned into a wooden or stone sculpture, no longer revealing a trace of emotion.
He now has thousands, or even tens of thousands, of lives on his hands, taken by evildoers.
He seemed tireless; with each strike, countless evil cultivators perished.
It wasn't that Nirvana didn't discover his threat and attack him, but their attacks were like stones sinking into the sea, unable to harm him in the slightest—they knew very well at the time that Wu Shaogan carried an incredibly powerful defensive treasure.
However, it would be impossible for Nirvana to target Wu Shaogan and try to kill him using other methods.
On the side of the Temple of War, including Li Zhaotian, everyone was watching Wu Shaogan.
Every time the Nirvana members of the Sun-Covering Alliance attacked Wu Shaogan, he would be surrounded and beaten by the Nirvana members of the War God Temple, led by Jiang Chongguang, in the next instant.
Some who were reborn were caught off guard and even killed—
The number of Nirvana cultivators on the Ancestor of Poison Toads' side is far less than that on the Ancestor of Poison Toads' side. This is probably related to the length of time they have been building their power. In addition, some Nirvana cultivators were lost in the previous melee. Therefore, the Ancestor of Poison Toads cannot spare any more Nirvana cultivators to deal with Wu Shaogan. What they have to face are the many Nirvana cultivators of the Nine Sounds Sect.
Wu Shaogan didn't care about the influence of the surrounding environment at all; he just continued to slaughter the evil cultivators.
It's like a puppet that can only move mechanically.
As far as Wu Shaogan is concerned, the evil cultivators he is currently slaughtering are truly no match for him. Even those that are relatively difficult to deal with, he can easily kill them by simply exhausting a few more of their fighting strategies.
Below the eighth level, there is no one who can rival Wu Shaogan.
No matter what methods the heretical cultivators used, Wu Shaogan suppressed them steadily and never felt that they were difficult to deal with.
Even if the heretical path of Nirvana were to come and challenge him... Wu Shaogan, though no match for them, might still be able to hold his own for a few rounds.
In the midst of such exchanges, Wu Shaogan instinctively grasped the essence of the techniques, and his combat power even continued to improve!
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The battle raged on for a day and a night, and Wu Shaogan still did not stop.
He didn't stop, but on the righteous path, whether it was the disciples of the Nine Sounds Sect or the newly arrived disciples of the War God Hall, many had already rested for several rounds.
Such intense combat is something not everyone can withstand!
As the soldiers on both sides became familiar with each other on the battlefield, they would inevitably chat for a while during breaks from healing.
"Hey, was your King Wu Dou always this terrifying?"
"They've always been very amicable, but I've been thinking about it, and this time it's probably because King Zhong Dan isn't here..."
"Hiss—I heard that the disciples of your War God Hall and Spirit Immortal Sect are very affectionate, but I never expected them to be this affectionate!"
"It's not that bad. If we Daoist partners are separated for a short time, we will naturally miss each other, but it's still very rare to see someone like Senior Brother Wu and King Zhong Dan."
"Hahaha! Wu Douwang is incredibly strong! It seems he's ranked number one? And he's only at the mid-stage of the Spirit Transformation realm!"
"It's probably because of the great battle... Some of us actually saw it. Although Senior Brother Wu's ranking doesn't improve every month, he was at the top several months ago! I heard that even though King Zhong Dan was very busy at the time, he still saw it and couldn't help but cheer! Several patients were startled by him! Haha! Later, when they found out what King Zhong Dan was so shocked about, they were startled again... Hahaha!"
"It's not just that they have a really good relationship, their talents and strengths are so well-matched... It seems that King Zhong Dan is also ranked second. Alchemists rely on accumulation! It's amazing that this is possible!"
"They're a perfect match! I heard that the sect leader entrusted Zhong Danwang and the others with a lot of tasks this time. If they complete them, Zhong Danwang might just become the top of the seventh level ranking soon!"
"Seventh-level double champions! Your Spirit Immortal Sect and War God Hall are truly enviable!"
As they talked, many cultivators realized they should work harder.
They watched as Wu Shaogan swept across the battlefield, silently clutching their own precious artifacts, and with a leap, they too bravely went to fight the enemy.
Even if you can't compare to those who are at the top, you should still strive to improve.
The top scorers are all working hard! Why are they giving up?!
Just do it!
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Having gained experience in treating a patient, Zhong Cai's research into a treatment plan for the second Yuan Soul went quite smoothly.
He tried it several times in the simulation room, but when he finally got it working, he checked the time and only three hours had passed.
If his calculations were correct, the young man's soul, which was soaking in the medicinal liquid in the cauldron outside, should be regaining its consciousness by now.
Zhong Cai left the ancient city with the plan.
As expected, the boy's face, which was soaking, was no longer as blank as before. Instead, some very subtle expressions appeared, and the changes in his expression were very rapid, showing joy, sadness, resentment, and pain.
This should be the end of the memory recall.
After thinking for a moment, Zhong Cai took advantage of the remaining time and quickly refined some more medicinal liquid to nourish the primordial spirit. He went to the second private room and soaked the primordial spirit light cluster inside, waiting for the primordial spirit to slowly grow stronger.
At this moment, when Zhong Cai walked up to the young man's soul again, he saw that his emotions had changed even more intensely.
A moment later, the boy's primordial spirit's eyelids began to twitch—
Suddenly, he opened his eyes!
Intense emotions flashed quickly in the eyes of the young Yuanhun, but his mind remained perfectly clear.
They are no different from normal people now.
Zhong Cai smiled at him: "Awake now?"
The young spirit seemed to have received a lot of information in an instant, or perhaps it was recalling everything that had happened before...
While soaking in the medicinal liquid, he respectfully bowed to Zhong Cai and whispered, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for saving my life."
Zhong Cai raised his eyebrows: "How shall I address you, brother?"
The young spirit paused for a moment, then answered softly, "I am Fang Hua. In my previous life, I was a disciple of Xiaomeng Palace in the Nanke Domain."
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