Chapter 23: The Fury of the Heavens

  Enraged Lulu entered the strongest combat form, his body rapidly expanding, power surging wildly, Yuan Infant initial stage, Yuan Infant intermediate stage, Yuan Infant late stage, Yuan Infant peak, Mahayana initial stage...

  The spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to stagnate, Wu Tianyi felt as if he was carrying an endless pressure on his body.

  The power of that golden puppet seemed to be steadily increasing, and the intense pressure it emitted made his primordial soul difficult to move.

  His face was filled with horror and death, something he had never thought of before. He was already a Yuan Ying cultivator, one of the top figures in the Great Ming Boundary, looking down on the world, who could easily take his life?

  But this time, death was so close to him that he even had an illusion, as if his life and death were only in the golden puppet's gaze becoming empty for a moment!

  The runes that covered Ru's entire body were now ablaze, emitting a dazzling light that was hard to look at. Each character seemed to carry an aura from afar, stunning the mind and soul, as if they had been dormant for ten thousand years before suddenly awakening, yet their power was undeniable.

  His empty and vague eyes began to undergo a subtle change, with flames dancing in them. Just being glared at like that made Wu Tianyi feel as if his primordial spirit had been scorched by fierce fire.

  Lulu's fist, now twice as large, was raised high and ready to strike, the earth itself trembling slightly in anticipation of the impending blow.

  "Heaven's Fury!"

  A majestic roar echoed through the mountains, shooting straight up like thunder in the sky, a golden fist shadow formed a straight line, charging directly at Wu Tianyi's primordial spirit.

  Wu Tianyi's primordial soul had no resistance under Lu Ru's strongest blow, and it melted away like spring snow.

  He practiced and cultivated the yuan fetus, allowing his yuan soul to escape. Under this terrifying blow, he was like a small boat in a stormy sea, or an egg crushed by a massive mountain.

  The valley shook violently under the impact, with rocks flying everywhere. A huge crack spread rapidly, and the ground split open, dividing into two sides. The rocky cliffs on both sides crumbled and fell, rumbling loudly, and the small valley became a treacherous and mysterious great rift valley.

  Is this really the true power of the Cardinal Puppet?

  One intoxication widened his eyes, and he simply didn't dare to believe that this almost heaven-destroying strongest blow came from that slightly confused and very greedy Lulu. It was really too powerful, and probably ordinary Mahayana practitioners couldn't withstand such a fierce blow.

  One Drunken Body still can't help but fly backwards, in an instant the situation reverses, but One Drunken Heart doesn't have much joy.

  I really didn't expect that this foolish disciple would dare to rush up and block the attack for him when facing the Yuan infant's soul escaping, only in life and death can one see true nature and great courage. The selfless block by the treasure left a mysterious warmth in Yizhen's heart.

  Fell to the ground, another mouthful of fresh blood.

  One drunk and felt his heart fiercely twitched once.

  This mouthful of fresh blood greatly stimulated him, and although he had unloaded the force of his fall to the greatest extent possible, the counterforce of the air still triggered the wound on his magical treasure, and at this moment he was like a piece of jade that had been glued together with paste.

  The seriously injured and dying treasure was filled with smiles, except for the occasional slight twitching of his facial muscles that betrayed his true feelings, he still smiled happily, as if a child had done something that made him very proud and happy.

  A moment of intoxication can only be seen in his self-satisfied smile, a wave of heartache.

  "Master, the treasure of the law has grown so big and you have treated me the best, without disliking that I am old and my bones are poor, taking me as your disciple."

  Otherwise, the disciple might have died in a life of hunger and fullness long ago.

  For years, you have been tirelessly guiding me. I've always wanted to help you, but I couldn't, and instead, I made mistakes several times with my clumsy hands and feet.

  "If there's a next life, I'd still like to be your apprentice. Don't think me foolish when the time comes, Master..."

  Fa Bao's breathing was a bit heavy, but his eyes sparkled with a hint of brightness as he spoke to Yizui, saying what was on his mind. Feeling relieved, he thought that even if it ended like this, he would be content.

  Just now Lu Lu's earth-shattering blow he also saw, there was a Yuan Ying Taoist priest who accompanied him in death, he felt that this life of his was worth it.

  Originally just a low-level person, after eating and drinking enough in Huashan Mountain, he gained a lot of insight and broke through to the Condensing Pulse Realm that low-level cultivators couldn't understand.

  If one were to live an ordinary life and never experience this joy and pride for their entire lifetime, then it would be a waste of life.

  "Fa Bao, you hold on for Shifu, I don't allow you to die!"

  I know Fa Bao can endure hardship, he was the first to break through to the Condensed Pulse Realm, could this be what defeated you?

  You still want to follow the master's footsteps and break through to the Yuan Ying period, no, at least you have to reach the Mahayana period. At that time, all the storytellers in the world will be talking endlessly about the power of Fa Bao.

  Marry two more wives, have many children and grandchildren to carry on the family name. Just think about it, when you're old, a bunch of little rascals will be surrounding you, clamoring for Old Master Fa to tell them stories about his youth... won't that be fun?

  Fa Bao listened to Yizui and was about to enter the Mahayana period, revealing a silly smile, and then followed Yizui's imagination of a group of little brats surrounding him shouting, with some yearning expressions on his face.

  If there really is such a day, it would be great.

  As he spoke, his eyes turned red with intoxication.

  Forcing down the sour feeling in his throat, he kept talking to Fa Bao, a monk's vitality was strong, he wanted to drag out time.

  Can't let the law treasure sleep soundly with a satisfied mind, or else the life force of the law treasure will dissipate even faster.

  He and Fahai spent two years together. He never considered himself a qualified master, and he and the hardworking Fahai were more like friends.

  "Come on! You must have a way, come on and say it!"

  In the sea of knowledge, a drunken figure stood in front of Murong Xue's white clothes, shouting hysterically, with every blue vein exposed due to intense emotions.

  If he wasn't still somewhat clear-headed in his mind, he would have grabbed Mu Rong Xue's arm and shaken it vigorously to vent the unease in his heart at this moment.

  Murong Xue looked at Yizhen who was yelling at her while drunk, feeling a bit wronged in her heart, and really wished to continue ignoring him.

  But looking at his appearance that was about to go crazy, she felt unbearable in her heart. The law-protecting treasure helped Zuiyi block an attack, but she had no power to change this ending. At this moment, she didn't even have the ability to leave Zuiyi's recognition sea.

  Although she didn't quite understand the emotions between men, Murong Xue's heart was actually deeply moved in the previous moment.

  Listening to Yizui's drunken chatter, it should have been a funny thing, but she couldn't laugh at all, only feeling her heart stuffy.

  Fa Bao took a hit from Wu Tianyi, and even though the turtle shell absorbed most of the power, it was still not something that a small cultivator who had just advanced to the Condensing Qi realm like him could withstand. The gap between their realms was simply too great.

  She couldn't think of a good solution at this time. If her previous strength was still there, this injury would be a matter of a True Immortal waving his hand to transmit some spiritual energy, or taking a 7th or 8th grade elixir which would take effect immediately after consumption.

  It's just that now there is nothing, Mu Rong Xue has rummaged through all the memories and still can't find a good way out, the only one who might be able to save the magic treasure is probably the Blood Corpse Giant.

  She had once heard her master say that the Blood Corpse Giant Tribe had an extremely powerful divine ability, which allowed them to freely manipulate blood energy. If they were to absorb all the blood from Wu Tianyi's nearby undestroyed body and then infuse it into the body of the treasure, preserving his life shouldn't be a problem.

  But this divine ability is too against the heavens, and if it's not done well, it will backfire. She worries that the thin and small Blood Corpse Giant, which looks like a rag doll, won't be able to handle it, and instead will suffer a backlash and get seriously injured.

  Although the risk is a bit great, Murong Xue thought about it and still felt that she could give it a try. The Blood Corpse Giant Tribe's body was robust, and even if they failed, they would only need a few months to recover. However, if they failed, the life-sharing puppet Ruru, who shared a life with Hulun, would enter a weakened state.

  "It's possible to let the Blood Corpse Giant try, transferring the remaining blood energy from Yuan Ying's body that hasn't dissipated yet into the magic treasure, if successful it would be enough to preserve his life for several years."

  But the chances of success are not very high, after all, this Blood Corpse Giant is still in its juvenile stage, and if it fails, the Blood Corpse Giant will be counter-devoured.

  Along with the Cardinal Puppet entering a prolonged period of weakness lasting several months... think about it yourself.

  Murong Xue wanted to say something, but at this moment of extreme anxiety, he had no mind to continue listening. The fate of the treasure was hanging in the balance, and it might be too late to save it even a second later tonight.

  "Lulu, get Hululu to find it and have it transfer the blood energy of that Yuan Ying monk to my disciple's body! Hurry!"

  Lulu shouted loudly towards the crack on the opposite side while drunk.

  Lulu's spirit, which had returned to its original size, was a bit downhearted, but upon hearing Wuyin's shout, he immediately grabbed Wu Tianyi's body and controlled his weight to jump over the deep chasm, landing beside Wuyin.

  Wu Tianyi's primordial soul was destroyed, but his body is still well-preserved. If a cultivator from the Corpse Refining Sect were to obtain Wu Tianyi's body, they might be able to refine it into a Corpse King.

  At this moment of intoxication, he didn't dare waste a single moment, and summoned the sixth-grade seal stone plate to open it.

  He didn't have any vicious thoughts about Wu Tianyi's body, he just took off the ring on Wu Tianyi's hand and stopped moving, not even thinking about what was inside the ring.

  The Bloodied Giant Hulru was sleeping soundly in the sealed space of Lulu, bound by a symbiotic contract, when he was dragged out from the sealed space by Lulu.

  Then Ruru let out a few low growls to Hululu, and Hululu seemed to understand what Ruru meant. With a flash of light in his eyes, he jumped off Ruru's palm and landed on Wu Tianyi's body.

  A burst of bloody fog suddenly exploded, instantly enveloping both Yizhen and the treasure in it.

  His eyes turned bright red and emitted a dazzling light.

  The drunken godly awareness suddenly felt that Wu Tianyi's Yuanying stage body withered away in an instant.

  To that extent of dryness, one would suspect Wu Tianyi's body had no blood left, not even any moisture, and felt a chill all over.

  If Hulü were to do this to himself, he would be done for, finished.

  It is little known that under the resistance of the yuan soul, it is extremely difficult to successfully cast this divine ability, unless one's cultivation is absolutely crushing, and being counter-attacked is also very severe.

  Now having a body without a yuan soul is simply extremely good luck.

  The bloody fog did not disperse, but instead became even thicker and more intense as Hulun extracted all of Wu Tianyi's blood energy.

  A fist-sized drop of blood-colored liquid slowly covered the body of the magic treasure under the gaze of two blood-colored eyes, until the magic treasure was completely enveloped in this condensed blood energy. In an instant, the essence of the blood energy drilled into the body of the magic treasure.