Chapter 123: Accumulating Momentum for the Outbreak

  "What? It's Blood Puppet Poison King!" Li Chen Dong and others' faces changed greatly.

  "Young man, do you know me?" The young man was slightly surprised. Xuán Líng Zǐ looked to be over sixty years old, yet he called him a young man.

  Sun Ming Sheng and Jiao Yun Fei looked at each other in shock, after all they were young and had just entered the Divine Spirit Realm not long ago, and had never heard of the name "Blood Puppet Poison King".

  "Xuè Guǐ Dú Jūn is an ancestor of the Evil Wind Sect," explained Xuán Líng Zǐ, "but I heard from my master that he suddenly left the Evil Wind Sect several years ago. It's said that it was because he had a falling out with his fellow disciple over a poisonous scripture and angrily left."

  The disciples were shocked and wondered how this person could be so powerful, it turned out that he was the ancestor of the Evil Wind Sect.

  "You young one, it seems you know a lot." The eyes of the Blood Puppet King flashed with a chilling glint, "Since that's the case, I'm even more unlikely to let you off now. Today, all of you will become my nourishment, and then be refined into poisonous corpse puppets by me!"

  He raised his hand and pointed, a black gas shot out from his fingertips, instantly transforming into a lifelike black poisonous dragon, opening its bloody mouth wide, hovering in the air and biting down towards Xuanshuizi.

  Xuan Lingzi's face changed, he opened his mouth and spat out a thick and powerful primordial true fire, transforming into a white flame dragon that charged towards the black poisonous dragon.

  However, this white fire dragon is just a semblance, far inferior to the black poisonous dragon.

  Two dragons met, the white dragon was far inferior to the black poisonous dragon in terms of ferocity. In an instant, it was bitten on the neck, and as soon as the poison took effect, snow-white sparks flew everywhere. The white fire dragon struggled, and immediately began to transform and disintegrate.

  "Everyone, let's work together! Although he is the ancestor of the Evil Wind Sect, he has suffered serious injuries. With our combined strength, we can kill him!" Xuanlingzi shouted loudly. His palms pushed forward, and the Pre-Heaven True Fire was released again, surging towards the White Flame Dragon, which immediately became several times stronger.

  "Unite to kill!" The other divine transcendence cultivators reacted without delay, successively unleashing their divine transcendence techniques, transforming into dozens of rays of light that swiftly and agilely shot towards Blood Puppet Poison King.

  "A group of ignorant youngsters, thinking that just because I've been severely injured, they can attack and kill me? Today, let them know the ferocity of Blood Puppet Poison King!" The Blood Puppet Poison King sneered.

  His figure suddenly dispersed and turned into a cloud of black mist, disappearing without a trace. The attacks of the crowd fell on empty space, only dispersing a patch of black mist.

  "Beware! He is a divine thought entity, able to change shape at will." Zhan Lie's eyes flashed with golden light as the Xiantian Opening Eyes Great Method reached its peak, probing Blood Puppet Poison King's whereabouts.

  The black poisonous dragon lost the spiritual control of Blood Puppet King, and gradually couldn't resist the white fire dragon. Just as it was about to dissipate, it suddenly let out a loud roar and exploded into countless poisonous liquids, shooting towards Xuanshenzi.

  This venom moves at an extremely fast speed and emits a strong hissing sound. Each drop of venom can penetrate steel plates.

  Xuanlingzi swept forward with a wave of his hand, and the pre-heavenly energy burst out, instantly shaking the toxic liquid into nothingness.

  "Brother Sun, be careful!" Zhan Lie's eyes flashed with a hint of gold as he suddenly bellowed at Sun Ming Sheng.

  As soon as the words fell, a thick black trident suddenly surged out of the dark fog and stabbed towards Sun Mingsheng's back. The cold voice of Blood Puppet Poison King suddenly rang out: "You young man, you were rude to me just now, let's start with you first!"

  Sun Ming Sheng was greatly startled, and before he could turn around, the True Fire in his hand suddenly surged forth, and with a swift motion, he drew a huge semicircle, forming a blazing fire shield that blocked the trident at the critical moment.

  Boom! The fire shield didn't even last for a second before shattering, Sun Ming Sheng's entire body shook violently as he rapidly retreated backwards. His face turned pale and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

  The black trident hesitated for a moment before stabbing towards him again.

  At this time, two dazzling lights rushed over, and a loud roar sounded. It was Jin Dazhao and Fan Yun who arrived at the same time.

  "Hmph, a group of ants who only know how to use wheel tactics." Xue Kui Du Jun transformed into a cloud of black mist again, choosing not to engage in a fierce battle with the eight.

  Although he is a divine communication double, he has suffered serious injuries and his strength is far from its peak. If he fights hard, he is not the enemy of eight people's joint attack, so he relies on the changeability of his divine mind to defeat them one by one.

  However, the eight of them were no fools and immediately guessed his intentions. After a flurry of activity, they finally stabilized their formation under the pursuit of War Eerie's Innate Opening Eyes Great Method.

  The innate true fire formed a scorching ring of fire, the flames rolling incessantly, forcing the Blood Puppet King to shrink his combat circle. Although he changed tactics frequently, he was always seen through by Zhan Li, which made him extremely angry.

  On the ground, many of Li Tian's junior fellow disciples gathered together, watching the battle in the sky while being vigilant about their surroundings.

  Fortunately, the surroundings were quiet and there was no poisonous creature taking advantage of the situation to launch a sneak attack. In fact, all the poisonous creatures were under the control of Blood Puppet Poison King before they launched an attack. Now that he was surrounded by Xuanyingzi and others, Blood Puppet Poison King naturally couldn't divide his attention.

  "Sister, can we give that poisonous thing another shot like just now?" Xia Chen said with her eyes fixed on the fight in the sky, deeply contemplating.

  He had no good impression of the Evil Wind Gate at all. When he was exploring the Liè Yúnzi's cave mansion that day, the cruelty and ruthlessness of those few Evil Wind Gate disciples left a deep impression on him. This Blood Puppet Poison King, as the former ancestor of the Evil Wind Gate, was even more unsavory, and could only be described with two words: evil mastermind.

  Chen Qiushui was taken aback and said, "It's very difficult. In a battle between divine transcendence cultivators, we can't intervene. Just now was just a coincidence, but now Xue Tongdu Jun is in his divine thought form, coming and going like lightning. Unless it's a divine transcendence cultivator, otherwise we basically have no chance of capturing his trajectory."

  "He didn't notice us, or rather, he underestimated us. That's our chance! We can wait for the rabbit to come to us!" Xia Chen's eyes sparkled.

  The Thunderbolt Strike that everyone had just worked together to unleash gave him immense confidence. Xia Chen also felt a sense of certainty in his heart, perhaps today he could really shake the powerful Blood Puppet King.

  Chen Qiushui was lost in thought, but her heart was racing with excitement. Xia Chen had said something that resonated with her - perhaps there really was a chance to try again...

  Suddenly, a gentle voice rang out: "Summer Shidi's idea is not bad. All of our disciples working together are at least equivalent to two first-rank cultivators, and Summer Shidi's Thunderbolt Technique has an extraordinary effect in restraining the Evil Wind Sect's poisonous technique, its power will be doubled, perhaps it can succeed with one blow."

  The two turned around, only to see that the person who spoke was none other than Xie Tianfeng. Seeing the two turn around, Xie Tianfeng smiled politely and revealed a set of pearly white teeth, giving people a good impression.

  "I also support Xia Shi Di, and even if the attack doesn't work out, we won't lose anything, and can still create opportunities for Shifu and other seniors. It's better than just standing by and doing nothing."

  The oriole's soft voice sounded, and Yang Qianhui also walked over with a gentle smile. She twisted her perfect waist, even in this treacherous environment, she couldn't hide her stunning figure and amazing charm, as if no matter how dangerous it was, for Yang Qianhui, it was just a leisurely stroll.

  Chen Qiushui glanced at Yang Qianhui, not speaking, her expression somewhat indifferent. Yang Qianhui's display of affection towards Xia Chen, although unintentional, still left a thorn in Chen Qiushui's heart.

  Yang Qianyi smiled slightly, seemingly indifferent, but fixed her gaze on Xia Chen. A pair of beautiful eyes that seemed to be filled with deep emotions revealed a hint of strange colors.

  She originally didn't take Xia Chen to heart, thinking that Xia Chen was also like others, unable to resist her charm, but when she saw Xia Chen break through the eightfold heavenly strike and defeat Sun Hua, this impression completely changed.

  And when Xia Chen made a true fire palm, gathering the power of the crowd, and recreated the Blood Puppet Poison King, Yang Qianmei's surface was calm as usual, but her heart was surging with huge ripples.

  She had to admit that the young man in front of her was indeed enough to make her look at him with different eyes, even though she was a post-heavenly tenth-order and the heavenly proud daughter, but in front of Xia Chen, there wasn't a hint of pride.

  Of course, what Yang Qianhui values most is not the current state of Xia Chen, but his potential. A disciple of the Eighth Heaven who possesses such power will surely become even more formidable in the future. It's clear that this kind of person must not be made an enemy of, and it would be best to befriend him.

  Xie Tianfeng naturally had the same idea, so the two of them immediately expressed their support to Xia Chen, showing their friendship.

  As the top ten disciples of the Post-Heaven Sect, and both being the first among their peers, the weight of these two individuals is enough to represent all the Post-Heaven disciples.

  Xia Chen naturally also saw it and hurriedly said: "Thank you, Senior Sister Yang and Senior Brother Xie for your support. As long as we work together, we will definitely be able to help the seniors of our sect."

  After he took Da Yu Dan, he adjusted his breath for a moment, and by now he had recovered normally.

  "Junior brother, you take control of the situation, we'll follow your orders." Chen Qiushui didn't say much either, her slender jade-like hand stretched out again and pressed against Xia Chen's back.

  Xie Tianfeng and Yang Qianyu also stretched out their palms, pressed against Xia Chen's back, and then the three of them passed down an order, letting the other disciples help Xia Chen once again like they did in the previous two times.

  In the blink of an eye, Xia Chen was once again surrounded by his fellow disciples, but this time, they didn't transmit their true energy; instead, they quietly waited for Xia Chen's command, building up momentum.

  Xia Chen concentrated his mind and gazed at the sky, with a snow-white sword in his hand, its sharp blade gleaming with a fierce aura, ready to strike at any moment.

  Above the sky, Blood Puppet Poison King and Li Chen Dong could no longer see the shadow, only hearing the angry roars and deafening collisions, dazzlingly forming a piece of snow-white fire cloud with the innate true fire, evaporating the surrounding black fog into pieces of misty steam. At the center of the fire cloud was an endless radiant light and scattered flying sparks.

  The earth is shaking, the sky is thundering, the clouds are drifting away, and the storm is gathering.

  The day after tomorrow, the disciples looked at each other quietly, with an unusual glow in their eyes. This was the power of the Divine Realm, which had far surpassed the mundane categories and was their ultimate pursuit.

  Although a first-level cultivator of the Divine Path can float in the air for a short time, they cannot fly. However, this distance does not affect aerial combat at all. From time to time, someone's shadow falls from the sky and shoots up again. But because the speed is too fast, the disciples can't see who it is.

  After a while, the battle became more intense, and some of the divine cultivators also started to get injured, but they were all minor injuries that had little impact on the battle.