Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse-Chapter 176 - 105: The Mighty Eastern Celestial City, Wen Jiu Unleashes Power Again
"Senior Brother, I’ll stay with you!"
Bai Jianxin’s eyes were filled with intense sword intent.
The giant silver magical sword was already hovering in front of his chest, transforming into hundreds of silver sword shadows that spread out like a barrier.
But Eastern Celestial City pushed him aside with one palm, "Do not interfere in today’s matter, this is a battle for me alone."
"Senior Brother!"
Bai Jianxin hurriedly protested.
But as he was about to intervene, Fang Qiu swiftly stepped in, raising his hand to block him, questioning, "Do you want Fellow Daoist Dongfang to die here? If you don’t want him to die, then stay out of it today no matter what."
He knew very well that if Eastern Celestial City could indeed demonstrate enough strength, the master might change his mind.
But if Bai Jianxin intervened.
It would signify a fight between the Deadman Peak and Xiao Yan Mountain rather than a mere plea for medicine from Eastern Celestial City.
As his words fell, fifty late-stage Qi Cultivation cultivators swarmed again, the waves of magical power alone could knock ordinary late-stage Qi Cultivation cultivators over, yet Eastern Celestial City stood firm.
Around him, golden palms inscribed with secret texts flew out to meet the fifty, once again blocking all the attacks from Xiao Yan Mountain’s fifty late-stage cultivators. Although the golden palms also scattered, this was one against fifty.
Seeing this, two cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Cultivation from Xiao Yan Mountain, filled with killing intent, decided not to hold back any longer and immediately utilized the Xiao Yan Mountain Qi Cultivation Secret Technique while stepping on their magical artifacts. One controlled the Thirty-Six True Words, the other wielded Seventy-Two Daoist Talismans.
"Xiao Yan Mountain’s Thirty-Six True Words Secret Technique, Seventy-Two Life-Stealing Talismans," Eastern Celestial City named the secret technique with a glance.
Yet he still did not retreat.
Then he spat a mouthful of blood essence onto the secret text in front of him, staining it with blood and infusing the palm shadows with a terrifying murderous aura. Accompanied by the rapid rotation of the secret text, waves of Sanskrit sounds emerged out of nowhere.
When the Thirty-Six True Words, the Seventy-Two Daoist Talismans, and the magical powers of the fifty late-stage Qi Cultivation cultivators attacked.
The secret text flew, the palm shadows danced, and the sky above Xiao Yan Mountain was instantly obscured by the numerous colliding spells, blocking out the sun. Those below the mountain were alarmed just by glancing up, yet just as everyone thought Eastern Celestial City would lose, the secret text and palm shadows not only counted and withstood every attack but also shook the two ninth-level Qi Cultivation cultivators back once again.
The fifty late-stage Qi Cultivation cultivators were no exception, with more than half spitting blood instantly, clearly suffering significant internal injuries.
How could this be?
At this moment, the cultivators below Xiao Yan Mountain all wore faces of shock.
Fang Qiu was no exception.
However, upon looking at Eastern Celestial City again, he saw that he had retreated a hundred feet.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
But just as the late-stage cultivators from Xiao Yan Mountain were preparing to press their advantage, a cold voice echoed again from the Black Hall.
"Enough!"
A shout of anger halted the late-stage cultivators of Xiao Yan Mountain.
"This is the Foundation Establishment technique opportunity from the Celestial Extinction Ruins that the Three Sects and Six Peaks have been scrambling for over the past century, and it turns out it was taken by the Deadman Peak!" From the Black Hall, the cold voice of the Peak Master of Xiao Yan Mountain was heard.
"And you, stop pretending. Xiao Yan Mountain can’t afford to lose face even if you retreat a hundred feet to save face!"
As the voice faded.
An old man with a cyan face flew out of the hall.
With Qi Cultivation Perfection.
This was none other than the Peak Master of Xiao Yan Mountain’s main peak.
Yan Shanhai!
Eastern Celestial City quickly bowed in respect, "Senior."
"Indeed, your strength is no less than any Qi Cultivation Perfection cultivator, not even less than the Pavilion Master of the Blood Robe Pavilion a few years ago." Yan Shanhai spoke indifferently, "But I don’t have any Ghost-Subduing Pills in stock, it will take ten days to refine them."
"Ten days!"
Eastern Celestial City’s expression suddenly changed.
Not to mention ten days.
Even three days, his disciple probably couldn’t endure.
...
Deadman Peak.
Unrest Cave Mansion.
Upon receiving the Great Elder’s sound transmission, Wu Xiu was initially pleased, but his expression changed drastically when he heard it would take ten days.
Wouldn’t that mean the nearest hope had also vanished?
His secret technique could hold only until midnight tomorrow, less than two days, how could he wait ten days?
As for using it again.
That would undoubtedly be fatal.
Because if someone endures his secret technique twice in a short period, they would suffer severe backlash, which Shan Yue Ru couldn’t withstand.
"Is there no other way?"
Eastern Celestial City replied, "There is, but time is not enough, so it depends on whether you can suppress the Nether Moon Ghost Qi."
"Her body can’t bear it, it can last at most for another cycle or two." Wu Xiu’s words concluded, and the sound transmission talisman on the other end fell into a long silence.
"One day will do." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
"Alright."
Wu Xiu immediately left the cave mansion.
Heading straight for Shan Yue Ru’s cultivation residence.
However, seeing Wu Xiu approaching with a heavy expression did not surprise Shan Yue Ru, "Elder Wu Xiu, may I go for a walk outside?"
If she could choose.
She wished to leave in a place of scenic beauty.
"The Great Elder will return soon, I’ll help you stabilize for another day, mainly to protect the vital spots, physical injuries can be restored later with elixirs." Wu Xiu spoke, taking out a Tier One Middle-Grade Yin Evil Spirit Medicine of three hundred years’ maturity from his storage bag.
But Shan Yue Ru seemed to have already accepted life and death calmly, "Elder Wu Xiu, no need to waste your spiritual medicine. You don’t hide your emotions well, I can see a lot from your expression."
"Back then, there were a total of three thousand seven hundred sixty-seven main peak disciples who died because of me. Over the years, I’ve been redeeming outside, but I know that sin cannot be erased by death, so now I only want to save people."
Wu Xiu approached slowly.
Ghost Qi immediately enveloped Shan Yue Ru.
After their conversation, Shan Yue Ru didn’t refuse Wu Xiu’s kindness any longer, but she now wanted to visit Wen Jiu.
To have one last good sleep before her death.
And finally find a beautiful place.
