"Hmph!"
Having his tricks exposed, Old Taoist Shang snorted coldly and, tearing off the pretense, roared loudly as a burst of jade-green light suddenly exploded from his hand. Read chapters at empire
The jade-green light shot toward the roof of the cave, illuminating it brilliantly. Within the radiance, a small jade-colored knife rapidly transitioned from ethereal to solid, swelling in size to over a yard in length,
Simultaneously, an extrely fierce oppressive force abruptly emanated from the blade, causing everyone's eyes to sting and forcing them to avert their gaze from the sword light.
"Slash!"
Old Taoist Shang coldly spat out a word while making a downward slashing motion with his hand.
No sooner had his voice fallen,
than the jade-colored long knife's light violently surged. In an inconceivable burst of speed, it appeared like lightning above Zhao Sheng's head, then thunderously chopped down.
At this critical mont, Zhao Sheng's eyes shone brightly as he instantly activated "Bullet Ti."
In an instant, the world slowed manifold. The previously lightning-fast, thunderous divine knife now fell inch by inch in his eyes.
However, because of the oppressive sword light, Zhao Sheng felt as if the air had turned into glue, making it extrely difficult to move and too late to dodge.
Yet Zhao Sheng was not at all panicked; in "Bullet Ti," his thoughts and reactions were at least thirty tis faster than normal.
He even had ti to look up and study the style of the jade-colored long knife above his head.
Only when the long knife was less than three feet above his head did Zhao Sheng calmly shift his thoughts.
In an instant, the turtle shell talisman treasure, which had been prid for action in his palm, was activated.
Zhao Sheng could "clearly" see a black light flying from his hand, rising above his head, then condensing into a massive shield, dark all over and shaped like a turtle shell.
A majestic one-horned turtle erged from the surface of the shield, fearlessly charging at the slashing jade-colored long knife.
With a booming sound, a blinding explosion of light erupted, stinging Zhao Sheng's eyes.
As he turned his head away, the world returned to normal.
Boom!
The collision of blade and armor suddenly produced a burst of dazzling light above the cave,
Whoosh whoosh!
A strong wind suddenly swept through the cave, creating a powerful whirlwind that echoed through the cave.
At the sa ti, a large section of the cave ceiling collapsed, raining down nurous rocks and filling the entire cave with dust and smoke.
Old Taoist Shang's face dramatically changed, unable to believe that his trump card had been blocked.
Seeing his hope shattered, he was struck with terror, yet he still made a desperate move,
as he sent the four Mystic Wood Tiger Puppets rushing toward the tunnel entrance with a single thought.
But at that mont, the faceful of dust made Old Taoist Shang blink reflexively.
The mont he opened his eyes, a figure unexpectedly appeared beside him.
"When did...?" the mont a thought of doubt rose in Old Taoist Shang's mind, a familiar voice suddenly rang out beside his ear,
"It's over!"
Before the words had finished, Old Taoist Shang suddenly felt an intense pain in his head, as if a spike were deeply plunged into his brain and vigorously stirred.
The next instant, he... died!
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhao Sheng casually withdrew the Invisible Sword, shook the brain matter off the blade, and stowed it in his Storage Bag.
Having had to initiate "Bullet Ti" three tis in succession, Zhao Sheng had almost surpassed the physical limit of endurance, causing a slight injury to his organs.
Bang bang bang!
Without Old Taoist Shang's Spiritual Power and Divine Sense to control them, the four Mystic Wood Tiger Puppets imdiately ceased their attacking motions, and the Jade Bamboo Stick fell to the ground, rolling towards Zhao Sheng's feet.
As Zhao Sheng bent down to pick up the Spiritual Artifact, Zhao Jijian and the others finally broke through the barrier of thorny walls and arrived at the scene.
"Phew, he's finally dead!"
Zhao Jijian, seeing the body of Old Taoist Shang with brain matter oozing out, let out a sigh of relief.
"Yes, dead through and through," Zhao Sheng said nonchalantly while fiddling with the Jade Bamboo Stick.
anwhile, Zhao Keru suddenly crouched down quietly, reaching around Old Taoist Shang's body, searching.
"Uncle Ru, are you looking for sothing?" Zhao Sheng asked curiously upon seeing this.
Zhao Keru quickly found a dark green Storage Bag, and after probing inside with his Divine Sense, his expression suddenly brightened with joy.
He hastily stood up, and suddenly in his right hand appeared a thick vine, as thick as a thigh and over three feet long,
The vine had a charred, black appearance, looking almost like charcoal, but at its tip burned quietly a fist-sized, azure fla, which looked quite magical.
"What is this? Could it be another type of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fire?"
Zhao Sheng found it quite strange, as the family had previously exhausted much effort to acquire Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fire but had never succeeded, yet now, Spiritual Fire seed to be appearing one after another.
Zhao Keru was very delighted and proudly said, "This is Wood Fire!"
Upon hearing it was Wood Fire, Zhao Sheng then understood why Uncle Ru was so excited.
In the Tianzhu Realm, there were many types of Spiritual Fire, with the most nurous and common being those of the Five Elents: wind, thunder, ice, and other attributes.
Above Spiritual Fire rank were True Fire or True Fla, examples of which included the famous Samadhi True Fire, Golden Crow True Fla, and so on.
Not to ntion others, just consider the Samadhi True Fire,
Samadhi True Fire, also known as Golden Core True Fire, is ford by the fusion of Wood Fire, Stone Fire, and Air Fire. It has a divine effect of purifying Spiritual Power and aiding in the condensation of the Golden Core.
Any Foundation Establishnt Cultivator who has refined Samadhi True Fire greatly increases their chances of advancing to Golden Core, generally by more than thirty percent.
Zhao Sheng imdiately got excited because the family already possessed Stone Fire.
If they were lucky enough to get a type of Air Fire,
then when the three fires rge, they would produce Samadhi True Fire.
It could be foreseen that the Zhao family might very well give birth to a Golden Core Master because of this.
That was what Zhao Sheng thought, but it did not an that Zhao Keru thought the sa.
Zhao Keru's thought was quite simple; he was excited not because the Samadhi True Fire could aid in Core Formation, but because the Samadhi True Fire was a much-coveted type of alchemy fire for any Alchemist.
In the Tianzhu Realm, at least half of the Alchemy Masters had elevated to the master level because they had refined the Samadhi True Fire.
By then, Zhao Jijian also realized this, and a look of delighted surprise imdiately appeared on his face.
Compared to Wood Fire, a Spiritual Artifact Puppet was not even worth ntioning— even the losses of Lush Peach Mountain seed negligible.
While the three were jubilant about obtaining the Wood Fire, the Zhao Clan mbers hiding in the rear cave heard the silence upfront, so they sent soone to check.
Upon seeing the body of Old Taoist Shang, the people imdiately ran out.
Seeing this, Zhao Keru very alertly stored the Wood Fire back into the Storage Bag.
With many people and much noise, secrets are easily leaked. The family had already collected two types of Spiritual Fire; their secret could absolutely not be revealed.
The temptation of Samadhi True Fire was truly too great; even Golden Core Masters would act to snatch it.
...
Following the passage forged by the Fire Centipede, the Zhao family mbers walked out of the stone cave.
Looking at the devastated mountain top, everyone was stunned.
The peach trees were gone, the flowers and grass were gone.
Even the wooden buildings that had been constructed were gone, leaving only a spread of broken tiles and rubble.
Seeing his clansn's disheartened expressions, Zhao Sheng could not help but console them, "What's destroyed is destroyed; it doesn't matter. The most important thing is that we are alive! We can always rebuild."
Zhao Sheng was right about one thing—the most important thing was to be alive.
Compared to the losses of the Zhao family, so ordinary Foundation Establishnt Families who also participated in the war of territorial expansion had fared much worse.
The beast tide had co too mysteriously and too suddenly; in just a day or two, it had swept across seven thousand miles of the Desolate Domain.
As waves of demon beasts, demon birds, and Insect Clouds charged in great numbers, many Cultivation Families, caught off guard, suffered heavy casualties.
So families, unlucky enough to have their spirit lands directly in the path of advancing high-level demon beasts, were wiped out entirely.
But while smoke and carnage spread throughout the Desolate Domain, and countless from the Human Clan died or were injured, certain special forces behind the scenes profited imnsely, reaping great rewards.
Whenever a spirit land was breached by the demon beast tide, people would always arrive in ti to occupy the area afterwards.
After the beast tide ended, at least one third of the new spirit lands in the Desolate Domain had changed hands.
Of course, Zhao Sheng was not aware of these things at the ti.
He would later learn so inside information from people of the Ge family.
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