Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 352 - 349: The Long Night Ends, Killing the Donkey After Grinding is Done

Chapter 352: Chapter 349: The Long Night Ends, Killing the Donkey After Grinding is Done

Suddenly, the bloody battle on Beimang Mountain had been raging nonstop for an entire night.

Roars and screams could be heard for miles.

In the eight counties north and south of Beimang Mountain, countless people had gone without sleep for the whole night.

Below the battlefield, in the Blessed Land, tables were set up with seasonal fruits from every corner of the world and fine tea from this spring, as the hosts and guests took their seats one after another.

Two sisters, Zisu and Hualing, with crystal-clear small horns on their heads and black-and-red snake tails swaying below, were displaying the Circular Light Technique of the Water Attribute.

In unison, they erected a huge water mirror in front of everyone.

The scene on Bird Beak Slope was reflected in it, down to the finest detail, before their eyes.

Boom, boom, boom...

Although the battlefield was still filled with incessant roars and the never-ending tolling of bells, it was clear to see that the structures of the altars from both sides had mostly collapsed.

Whether it was the four-colored poisonous snakes wearing skulls from the "Plague Dao," or the pale, corpse-stench-filled giant hands from the "Nine Aspects Corpse God Dao."

Not only had their numbers significantly reduced, but their might had also greatly weakened compared to the start.

Regrettably, the leaders from both sides failed to realize that anything was amiss.

Though they could devour each other’s power to replenish themselves, it was like predation within a food chain, where the transfer of energy always resulted in loss.

Moreover, the thief underground was being careful and cautious, only stealing a third each time.

Earlier in the night,

Wang Yuan adjusted the balance through the "Owl God Snatching Food Array," giving more to the weaker side and taking less for himself,

determined to maintain fairness and justice.

Both sides wholeheartedly believed that the other was about to give in and that they could make a comeback.

With just a little more effort, they thought, the opponent would fall before they did.

Thus, they invested more and more of their foundation.

The resources they had accumulated over half a lifetime in their Talismanic Treasure Bags were poured into the formation without any stinginess.

It’s just a pity that the final push,

and the subsequent last push, the very last push, the very... last push (ultimate), the very... last push (final)... none of them managed to kill the opponent.

But it did make the scene of the bloody battle even more gruesome and bloody.

And the more violent the battle, the stronger the influence of the "Conquest and Transformation" power over this region, and the higher the fighting spirit of the participants in the battle.

In this process, the ordinary disciples and the low-level Red Seals at the outer edges of the formations were the first to suffer.

Every clash of the formations would cause some of the formation nodes to collapse, turning them into sacrificial pawns in the faction’s power struggle.

Unfortunately, no one cared.

Within the Sect, everyone was expendable to those higher up; there was no such thing as sentiment.

As long as the lives of their disciples could trade for greater benefits, they would be consumed without mercy by the higher-ups.

Besides, there were so many disciples from across Junzhou who had come to lend their support.

If they truly received what was promised before the battle, a place to reside and sustain themselves,

even if the space in the Blessed Land was wide, how could it satisfy the needs of everyone?

Most of those present were already accounted for in the planned casualties!

With each escalation from the leaders of both sides, the battle grew more and more ferocious.

By the time the second half of the night arrived, the "Luodi Yin Altar" and the "White Bone Altar City" had collapsed just as much as the low-level disciples.

The "Plague Formation" and the "Corpse Forest" began to show gaps everywhere, maintaining only the core area with great difficulty.

When the formations could no longer be easily used and were incapable of quickly killing a "Yellow Seal Mage," their strategic value plummeted.

It was then that the Red Seals and Yellow Seal Mages who were originally responsible for anchoring and conserving their energy finally entered the fray.

"The essence of the green plague from the eastern rotted wood, wood gods, wood ghosts, become divine weapons; the essence of the red plague fire from the south, fire gods, fire ghosts, become divine weapons;

the essence of the white plague dead metal from the west, metal gods, metal ghosts, become divine weapons; the essence of the black plague filth from the north, water gods, water ghosts, become divine weapons;

the essence of the yellow plague soil from the central region, earth gods, earth ghosts, become divine weapons.

Distribute Qi and invoke gods, evil plague calamity! Swift as the Mud Saint’s decree! Imperial decree!"

The Plague Dao evildoers released their own similarly-rooted Dharma Light, fusing it entirely and resonating with the foul and corrupt spell from their mouths.

Buzz—!

Centered around the four Earth Essence Realm Mages, and the "Plague Treasure" in their hands, everyone suddenly united into one.

They transformed into a humongous toad covered in disgusting, multi-colored abscesses!

Not only did the vegetation around them rot into foul water, but even the rocks began to ooze, turning into sludge.

The four Earth Essence Realm individuals, Sun Fenghan, Feng Zhang, Zhuo Wen, and Geng Tianhua, bore both their names and their titles from the Plague Dao.

They cultivated the foundational Dharma Sect of the "Plague Dao"—the "Earth Department Daoism·Evil Plague Technique"!

At the beginning of their cultivation, they relied on rituals to invoke the power of the Taoist Lineage’s "Mud Saint," allowing themselves to be infected with all the epidemics and foul diseases of the world.

Only the very few who survived were qualified to practice this extremely vicious "Evil Plague Technique."

This technique was not only extremely powerful but also had absolute control over the disciples of the Sect practicing other techniques, just like the "No-Life Dao’s" "Three True Dharma Body."

Even as toads, the most prominent swellings on their heads twisted to form their four faces.

On the opposing front.

"Fangzhang Corpse King, subjugating the one hundred and six. Seeking the old with sight, teeth green and tongue pallid. Lying idle in the raging wind, consumed by demons and devoured by ghosts.

With the eradication of categories, the heavens shall fear, the carcass shatters the light. Bones burn towards the Dou North, blood rages with the emperor’s blaze!"

"Hurry, hurry, like an imperial decree from the Fangzhang Corpse King! Imperial Decree!"

The "Nine Aspects Corpse God Dao" faction, with blood-red eyes, also unveiled their final trump card.

The core Daoist Skills of the Skull Temple, Blood River Temple, and Netherworld Square, these three heritages, are:

"Twelve White Bone Arhat Skill," "Blood River Refining Form Technique," and "Faceless Ghost King Technique."

They correspond to the bones, flesh, and souls of all living beings, respectively. The cultivators of these three sects often act together, cooperating in murderous practices, and never wasting even the slightest residue.

When combined, their might surged exponentially.

Amidst the blazing Dharma Light, bluish-green ghost fires emerged from the ground, followed by giant translucent bones being forged within the flames.

A putrid stream of red and yellow blood rapidly spread over them, forming nauseating, mud-like flesh.

Finally, they merged into a rotting, scab-covered Skinless Corpse King!

Where the Corpse King stood, rocks turned into tumors, streams into pus, and grass sprouts into pitch-black hair...

Although the sect didn’t possess a Taoist Inheritance Artifact containing all knowledge,

when they merged most of the "knowledge" of the Daos in a Tao Lineage, they could easily approach the Taoist Lineage, hanging outside the Heavenly Gate.

These "reserve foods" borrowed a trace of the Heavenly Official’s power and also took on some of their patron Heavenly Official’s grotesque form.

Just looking at this strange countenance, one would know.

Even among those dozen or so sects, the "Plague Dao" and "Nine Aspects Corpse God Dao" were the most sinister and evil.

Boom——!!!

A gigantic toad and a Skinless Corpse King charged at each other unflinchingly, like two cannonballs shooting upward, their fists colliding with a tremendous impact.

The energy circles exploded.

The "Deceit Realms" covering both bodies fluctuated violently, causing the surrounding rocks and vegetation... to emit sharp, piercing screams.

Both were repelled backward, smashing into mountains behind them and collapsing countless ancient tombs, roaring furiously before soaring back into the air.

In the gruesome battle, pus, venom, and corpse fluids... splattered in all directions.

And along with them, the magicians and mages that made up the flesh of the two behemoths were flung out as well.

In brutal close combat, the bayonets were bloodied.

As the central forces of Red Seal "Yin Gods" and even Yellow Seal Mages, who were leaders and Sect Master Marshals of various sects, began to suffer casualties,

it pained the people in charge on both sides.

But now that the battle had reached this stage, if they couldn’t claim the Beimang Mountain Blessed Land to recuperate,

even if they survived and returned, they were likely to be devoured by their own Taoist Masters in a fit of rage.

Yellow Seal Mages regarded their own disciples as expendable, and higher-level Green Seal Sages viewed them no differently, didn’t they?

So now it wasn’t a matter of whether they wanted to fight; a victor, reborn atop the corpses of their foes, had to emerge here today!

"Ah ah ah... Die, you sick ghost! The Blessed Land is ours!"

"The ones who should die are you!"

On the other side of the water mirror.

Witnessing such dire and... tragic scenes, gasps of shock filled the area.

The Thunder Officials, who had finished inspecting the Blessed Land projects and were now watching the Star Lord Taibai’s ominous maneuvers from here, felt a chill down their spines.

Looking at the Taibai avatar sitting at the main seat, enjoying the battle scene with interest, they couldn’t help but whisper to each other:

"Sneaky, just too sneaky!

The two sects fought desperately for the sacred land, not knowing that what dangled before them was merely a carrot; no matter how hard they labored, they could see but never taste it!"

"Exactly.

Damn it! For the first time in my life, I feel somewhat sorry for those demonic outcasts of cults... I’ve grown old, my heart has softened, it pains me to watch!"

"Compared to the crafty old foxes and younger foxes of the Dou Department, we plain-minded, upright and kind Thunder Department Immortal Officials are simply buffoons.

All we think about in battle is to bombard wildly, and if we feel like it before the fight starts, we might even give a heads up: Hey, take my ’Five Thunders Bombarding’ shot.

If I ever try to be cunning with the Dou Department again, I must be a fool!"

If the two sects showed them what a battle campaign was,

then Gold Star Taibai demonstrated what fishing was about, reaping the fisherman’s profits without a fight.

No wonder he’s rich with such a black heart!

Soon, dawn was breaking.

The bright star above them reappeared, still the same "Gold Star Taibai," but now it was called Venus.

Glancing at the battle outside nearing its end, Wang Yuan’s body stood up from the "Owl God Snatching Food Array" which had already ceased operation, and he exhaled gently:

"It’s time to thoroughly clear the battlefield and put the final end to the struggle!"

No sooner had he spoken than endless dark clouds swept in from all directions over Beimang Mountain, accumulating thicker and darker.

Within the clouds, a green and a white dragon frolicked up and down, their graceful figures undulating through the sky.

Wang Yuan chuckled slightly:

"Without resorting to Daoist Skill trickery to create thunderstorm clouds, two conditions are needed: ample water vapor and intense convective movement!

’Mastering math and science, even the Heavenly Dao must listen to me.’"

He slowly formed a seal with his hands, invoking his innate divine ability, the "Harmonizing Yin and Yang," used by Old Master Wang to tattle.

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