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Chapter 333: Grudge Black Mud
Chapter 333: Grudge Black Mud
Within the Jade Pool lay four extraordinary treasures:
A slender, dark yellow incense stick, rooted in the black mist at the bottom of the pool. Amidst the swirling smoke, it seemed to spew out a lotus pedestal made of smoke, on which a faintly discernible Buddha sat, plucking a flower with a smile.
A shapeless black mud, slowly absorbing the black mist from below. From time to time, vague grievous souls emerged from the black mud, only to silently dissipate into the Jade Pool.
A delicate and petite seal, with drawings of Buddhist implements such as vajras, prayer beads, wooden fish, and prayer flags on its four sides. Underneath, strands of golden light appeared, suppressing the black mist beneath.
And a jade-green small sword, its blade crystal clear and exuding a rich vitality. It swam freely in the Jade Pool like a fish.
All four treasures seemed extraordinary and of fine quality.
The seven people, along with Lu Chen, took up separate positions, joining forces to break the restriction that enveloped the Jade Pool.
The spiritual power shield was faltering, and the black mist beneath it grew more rampant.
With a loud bang, the spiritual shield shattered, and the black mist surged wildly as treasure lights radiated in all directions.
The four treasures shot out of the Jade Pool like lightning.
Prepared for this moment, each of them employed their own methods, instantly pouncing on the treasures that flew in different directions.
The short monk's arm stretched like rubber, elongating at incredible speed to grasp the jade-green small sword. Before he could retract it, a thunderous sword aura from Zhou Bingyu's sword pellet slashed at his pair of bizarre arms.
The hunchbacked old man's hump suddenly grew taller, and a shrill infant's cry rang out. A dark green infant ghost appeared out of thin air, its ashen arms tightly hugging the small and exquisite Buddhist seal.
The old man's face lit up at the sight, and just as he was about to summon the infant ghost back, a dull gray spiritual light shone on it, causing it to pause momentarily, and the seal slipped from its grasp.
A red sword light flashed like a sharp blade, wrapping around the dark yellow incense stick and delivering it into the elegant scholar's hands.
Suppressing his excitement, he manipulated the sword light and made a dash for the exit.
"Trying to escape?"
The blood-robed cultivator sneered. Such high-quality blood food would be enough for him to cultivate a Blood Congealing Yin Worm King, and he wasn't about to let the elegant scholar leave so easily.
A sea of blood-red light swept towards the scholar, sharp squeals emanating from within, as if countless insects lurked inside.
Out of the four treasures, Lu Chen's eyes were instantly drawn to the black mud that seeped with grievous souls.
He speculated that this black mud was likely used to cultivate spiritual plants, so it became his primary target.
As soon as the black mud rushed out with countless souls, Lu Chen wielded his fourth-grade Wind and Thunder Sword, intercepting the black mud in the blink of an eye.
"This treasure is mine!"
A coarse voice rang out, and the burly cultivator who stood a foot and a half tall stomped the ground. His large body transformed into residual shadows, charging towards the Wind and Thunder Sword and the grudge-filled black mud.
Without a word, Lu Chen's figure seemed to float like a wisp of light, gently drifting in front of the black mud.
With a mere thought, deep black sword auras emerged from the Wind and Thunder Sword, generating howling winds and rumbling thunder. A violent storm raged, and thunderbolts surged towards the burly middle-aged cultivator.
The towering figure of the burly cultivator expanded further, his body turning into blocks of dark green muscles that resembled hard rocks. He directly blocked the incoming deep black sword auras.
Having immersed himself in the path of body refinement for over a hundred years, his physical body was incredibly robust and could rival a fourth-grade magical artifact. He was confident in his ability to withstand Lu Chen's sword auras.
However, he had underestimated the power of the Wind and Thunder Sword.
A product of Guanguan, it was undoubtedly a masterpiece.
Forged from extraterrestrial wind and thunder stones, it contained immense wind and thunder power, ranking high among magical artifacts of the same grade.
As a result, the might of the Wind and Thunder Sword increased significantly once more.
When it clashed directly with the burly cultivator, the sword radiance fell upon his swollen body, slicing through his rock-like muscles as if they were tofu, leaving deep wounds with flickering electricity.
"Ahh!"
The burly cultivator howled in pain, feeling the threat of the deep black sword radiance to his physical body. The flesh and blood within the deep wounds squirmed as if they had a life of their own, expelling and pushing away the sword radiance.
He had originally thought that he could snatch a treasure from this mere early Foundation Establishment cultivator and that his trip wouldn't be in vain.
But he never expected that this unremarkable cultivator had hidden his true strength so deeply, actually being able to easily inflict such heavy damage on him.
Blood rushed to his head, and the spiritual energy within his body surged violently. Ribs and shoulders bulged as four more arms sprouted in an instant.
Six massive, dark green fists rained down like a storm, pounding towards Lu Chen.
"This is a bit troublesome."
The Grudge Black Mud in Lu Chen's hand instantly disappeared, stored away into the Greedy Worm Pouch as he dodged the onslaught of the gigantic fists that covered a large area around him.
"Although I've been cultivating two body-refining techniques and consuming numerous strengthening spirit fruits and treasures, my physical body is already extremely robust and should be on par with this transformed cultivator.
"Looking at his frenzied offense, if I'm not careful, I might accidentally get grazed and suffer some minor injuries."
His figure was like a lone leaf in a storm, floating and sinking with the tumultuous waves.
"It's better to finish this quickly."
The burly middle-aged cultivator was at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and Lu Chen, wanting to finish him off once and for all, silently produced a crimson talisman in his hand.
It was the fourth-grade Great Sun Sword Talisman obtained from the light group within the Sword-Nurturing Gourd.
On the crimson talisman, a fiery sun suddenly expanded, shooting out countless dazzling crimson sword radiances that rushed towards the six-armed burly cultivator.
In the cultivator's eyes, it was as if a fiery sun had exploded, its radiance filling the world and deeply imprinting itself into his sea of consciousness, causing his mind to daze for a moment.
By the time he reacted, countless crimson sword radiances were already upon him.
The one-and-a-half-zhang tall figure was instantly submerged in an endless ocean of sword qi.
As the sword radiance dissipated, the burly middle-aged cultivator's figure was revealed.
He knelt on the ground, his six arms hanging powerlessly, his body riddled with countless holes left by the sword radiance.
Through the holes, one could see his charred muscles, organs, and sinews, and his blood had completely evaporated due to the Great Sun Sword Qi, leaving behind only an empty shell.
A bizarre lantern quietly appeared in Lu Chen's hand, its handle made of white bones and its shade made of human skin. Countless dark red tassels hung from the base of the lantern, swaying gently like tentacles.
A wisp of green light flew out from the burly middle-aged cultivator's glabella and drilled into the Soul-Luring Lantern from below.
Countless malevolent spirits and grievances were compressed on the pale white candle, and as the green light merged into it, a face that was evidently stronger than the others appeared, its vague features bearing a resemblance to the burly middle-aged cultivator.
Lu Chen held the Wind and Thunder Sword and approached the corpse of the burly cultivator. With a sweep of his spiritual power, the cultivator's storage bag appeared in his hand.
Although the infinite sword qi unleashed by the Great Sun Sword Talisman didn't directly assault the other cultivators, the remaining six were still affected by the dazzling sword radiance to varying degrees, their eyes stinging.
When they sensed the death of the burly middle-aged cultivator through their spiritual awareness, everyone was shocked.
(End of Chapter)
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