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Chapter 1258 - Chapter 1258 Chapter 550 As Promised

Chapter 1258: Chapter 550: As Promised Chapter 1258: Chapter 550: As Promised “Nothing is impossible.”

Wang Chang said, “Actually, I started to suspect early on that the Devil Lord’s vitality was excessively strong. Do you know why Buddha’s Country allowed the Feitian Sect to run rampant in the Vimazhita realm, even going so far as to make it the protector of the Divine Country? It’s because they couldn’t subdue or support that Blood Fiend divine heart that was nurtured by heaven and earth.”

“Such poison – even King Realm powerhouses must tread cautiously around it, let alone the master of Blood Tower, Wenren Yuanwu, the man who aspired to enlightenment through a sea of blood; even he dared not covet that Demon Heart. Yet, Gou Chen swallowed it whole. Even if he were a grandmaster-level powerhouse, such an act should have resulted in death ten times over.”

“And then there’s the Silent Extinction Spirit Soul, unleashing the Power of Returning Ruins. Let alone body cultivators, not even the stone heart and organs of the giant beings from Lintao could withstand the scouring force of the Power of Returning Ruins. Moreover, Ancestor Yuan personally witnessed Gou Chen’s physical body collapse; with such injuries, survival was an impossibility, yet he stubbornly clung to life against all odds.”

“There’s also the battle from the other day.”

“Clearly possessing peak Fierce Realm combat power, he was recklessly unguarded. From the beginning to the end of the fight, he never once used any defensive Spirit Arts, relying solely on his physical body’s resistance, employing Spirit Arts that were as damaging to himself as to others.”

“He even took the Purple Cloud Divine Thunder with his back, something any other martial artist would have died from had they been so careless. But not only did the Devil Lord Gou Chen survive, he emerged each time as if he’d never been injured!”

“Compared to Wang Qian’s assessment of the situation within Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy, I trust the perception of these malevolent spirits more. After so many near-death injuries, even the vitality of a body-cultivating Martial Ancestor should have been exhausted. However, the Devil Lord’s vigor remains dragon-like. Once all impossibilities are eliminated, the only conclusion left is the Earth Level Grade One, Undying Bloodline!”

At the end, Wang Chang sighed and said, “The Devil Lord Gou Chen, compounded with Corpse Monk Gu Han and those Heaven-level assassins from Blood Tower, makes eliminating them with our current manpower quite difficult indeed!”

“So we just let these people run around unchecked under our watch?”

Newly emerged from seclusion, Wang Po still possessed the spirit of a youth, although he was already over thirty years old. Focused intensively on martial practice, he still carried an earnest and naive heart like a young boy.

He had joined the patrol in hopes of clashing with more powerful foes, wondering if he could temper his own martial path and seek greater breakthroughs amidst life-or-death battles.

Although he knew how difficult it would be to kill the Devil Lord Gou Chen, Wang Po still had the courage to face him in combat.

“Don’t hurry.”

Speaking indifferently, Wang Chang said, “The Great Commander once said, there is no such thing as eternal invincibility under heaven. Those powerful beings we can’t seem to find a strategy against simply suffer from a lack of information. Now that we know the Devil Lord’s trump card, he is no longer fearsome.”

The Undying Bloodline is indeed troublesome, but after all is said and done, it’s merely an Earth Level bloodline. There are ways to terminate even those with a Heaven-level Bloodline, let alone this creature that’s strong in offense but weak in defense.

Having misunderstood the Devil Lord’s trump card, Wang Chang took Wang Po and knocked on the gates of Yulin Pavilion, seeking an audience with Master Shaolin Lu.

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Longzhou Calendar 1787

April 5th

Xiang Family’s East Camp was defeated by the allied forces of Da Lin Commerce Alliance and had to retreat. Before the alliance, led by the God of Killing Dao Yemo and the Sky-opening Swordsman Qiao Xuan, could even celebrate, a pillar of highly poisonous celestial wind surged forth from within their campgrounds.

The black plague, along with its intense malodor, shot towards the sky. At the moment it burst through the earth, it caused a violent explosion surpassing any Earth Level Spirit Art, catching the Da Lin Commerce Alliance experts off-guard and killing or injuring more than half of them instantly; no one below the Fierce Realm survived.

The dark green toxic gas formed a long-lasting mushroom-shaped cloud, and it wasn’t until the survivors broke through…

What awaited them were the Xiang Family’s masked warriors erupting into action. Some astute alliance martial artists, realizing that the situation was beyond salvage, immediately activated their Xuanji Jade to escape, but many more were unable to avoid the Xiang Family’s slaughter. As far as the eye could see, bodies of the alliance fighters littered the battlefield beyond.

The masked warriors from the Xiang Family, taking advantage of Xiang Ange’s contingency schemes, not only turned defeat into victory but also completely annihilated the joint forces of the Da Lin Commerce Alliance.

Logically, after such a resounding victory, the Xiang Family should have stayed in Chaochang to consolidate their power, but the victorious Xiang Family made not a single pause, retreating directly.

The noble families of Chaochang watched the Xiang Family’s unorthodox retreat without any desire to detain them, as for those who intended to reside there for a long time, the top priority was to control the spread of the poison gas into the city.

Martial artists holding endless resentment towards the Xiang Family took to the city walls, resisting the poison gas with palm winds and fierce flames under the direction of the apothecaries, trying to mitigate the impact of the poison gas as much as possible.

But as more and more people in the city succumbed to the poison and died, the noble families of Chaochang were shocked to realize that the truly lethal threat was not the toxic miasma but the water supply from underground.

No wonder the Xiang Family did not linger for a moment, and left as soon as they said!

The noble families, upon discovering this despair-inducing truth, ground their teeth in hatred but were helpless to do anything.

The reason Chaochang could become a megacity with tens of millions of inhabitants was its extraordinary water supply and drainage system.

This system, utilizing half of a solidified Minor Spiritual Realm, was not only capable of processing human and animal waste but could also convert seawater into freshwater for the public’s use.

However, the design principle of the All-Poison Heavenly Wind was to redesign the system that should have dissipated waste fluids, turning it into a poisonous gas bomb lying in wait.

When the outbreak occurred, it also destroyed the system, and the uncontrolled poisonous gases resulting from the explosion naturally seeped into the water supply system.

Thus, a plague that affected the whole city broke out, the speed of which caught everyone off guard.

“The Xiang Family is ruthless enough,”

Standing side by side atop the city walls, Gu Han said to Tang Luo, “After my death, what do I care if there is a deluge? To annihilate the joint forces of the Da Lin Commerce Alliance is not enough; they’ve also turned Chaochang into this mess and dusted off their hands and left.”

“It seems that the curses of the poison woman are coming true.”

“Dozens of pharmacies in the Upper City District have closed down. According to some physicians, the plague is beyond control; the only plan now is to flee Chaochang.”

“Heh, I am not the least bit surprised,”

Tang Luo looked down at the inner city of Chaochang and spoke indifferently. Although the noble families of Chaochang reacted the moment they noticed the spread of poison gas, no one anticipated that the ultimate outbreak would occur at the water source. Now the most fatal issue was that the noble families had no idea how to purify the water source, with an intricate network of underground channels and waterways spreading throughout the city.

As much as they had marveled at the system utilizing the solidified Minor Spiritual Realm, they were now equally troubled. No one could guarantee the purification of the water source, and with a large number of people and animals being poisoned, the plague was just beginning to show the tip of the iceberg.

He knew well what the noble families were like, and he understood even better what those who realized the plague could not be stopped would decide to do at this time.

Squinting towards the south, the harbor had once again come alive, with large quantities of supplies being moved from the luxurious Upper City District to the port. It seemed that the first group of noble families preparing to abandon the city had appeared.