Eternal Life as False Emperor

Chapter 350 - 315: Nascent Soul vs Martial God

Eternal Life as False Emperor

Chapter 350 - 315: Nascent Soul vs Martial God

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Chapter 350: Chapter 315: Nascent Soul vs Martial God

"Pfft!"

With just a glance, the Copper Corpse was killed by Liang Yingg.

His eyes were unruly, and his figure once again launched towards Guiyun Wanderer.

"Golden Core!!!"

Guiyun Wanderer muttered in a low voice, knowing that Liang Yingg must have once been a Golden Core Cultivator, otherwise, his strength couldn’t be this formidable.

Above the Innate!

"Bang!"

Yet another Copper Corpse was kicked away by Liang Yingg, and the distance between the two had shrunk to less than thirty meters.

"Kid!"

Liang Yingg’s whole body produced a series of loud cracks as his bones rubbed: "If we were in the Nether Abyss, I could annihilate you with the snap of a finger!" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Too bad this is Spiritless Island, so the old man has to personally take you apart, bone by bone!"

"Make you understand that offending this old man is the worst mistake of your life!"

Liang Yingg walked over with large strides, his eyes revealing undisguised killing intent.

Guiyun Wanderer’s face turned grim as he performed a one-handed seal, and the last Copper Corpse lunged at Liang Yingg once more.

"Useless!"

Liang Yingg sneered, his claws slashed up and down again, leaving two deeply visible claw marks on the Copper Corpse’s body.

Finally, he gripped its neck with one claw and twisted fiercely, snapping the cervical vertebra.

The burly body fell limp to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably.

At that moment, he saw Guiyun Wanderer suddenly take out a storage bag and slap it against his own chest.

Liang Yingg sneered: "What? Hoping to use a storage bag to beg for your life from this old man? Too late... you...!"

His pupils suddenly contracted, as if he had seen something utterly unbelievable.

"Spiritual energy! How did you..."

"Pfft!"

Before his exclamation was finished, Guiyun Wanderer, performing a one-handed seal, suddenly shot out a pitch-black Flying Sword, which immediately pierced through his body!

Liang Yingg’s hulking figure swayed, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"How... how is that possible!"

"Spiritless Island... how could there be spiritual energy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his entire figure crashed heavily to the ground, lifeless.

"Master Yingg!"

"Master Yingg...!"

A few underlings rushed over in panic, but it was already too late.

Guiyun Wanderer let out a cold laugh, without hesitation forming another seal, causing the Flying Sword to whirl back and slaughter all these people.

"Heh heh heh..."

"This is all your own doing!"

"The old man didn’t intend to act this quickly, but didn’t expect..."

He said deeply, and at the same time formed another seal, a black Soul Summoning Banner appeared in his hand.

With just a slight shake, several figures appeared in the void, drawn by a strange force, absorbed into the Soul Summoning Banner.

The most hatred-filled and strongest soul power was undoubtedly Liang Yingg’s, almost transforming into a Resentful Soul!

"Good, good, good..."

He laughed heartily: "These cultivators, trapped on Spiritless Island, harbor nothing but resentment, making them highly likely to transform into Resentful Souls."

"The old man can refine another Hundred Ghosts Banner, hahaha..."

"Rumble...!"

Suddenly, the ground beneath him began to shake again, startling him into glancing towards the distance.

In the east, the giant turtle’s lowered head seemed to be rising again, as if it had sensed something.

"Hmm... what is this?"

Guiyun Wanderer’s mind spun, quickly realizing something.

"Spiritual energy!"

"The Profound Celestial Spirit Turtle has sensed the spiritual energy, so it’s emerging..."

"Opportunity!"

Reaching out, he grabbed the storage bags from the corpses on the ground.

This group of cultivators were the elite under Chen Hu’s command, so each possessed a storage bag.

Especially Liang Yingg, who had three storage bags on him!

After gathering the storage bags, Guiyun Wanderer’s figure swiftly dashed towards the direction of the giant turtle.

Meanwhile, on the back of the giant turtle.

Dozens of figures were still battling fiercely.

However, the White Lotus Eternal Life Sect clearly had the upper hand.

Especially Bai Cangmu, who fought against two without losing ground, leaving Chen Hu and Zhao Yu with no fight left in them.

As for Vajra, he was being tangled by the silver-haired woman.

She wielded a silken handkerchief that moved like a coiling python, using softness to overcome hardness, perfectly countering Vajra’s Horizontal Refining Martial Dao.

"Roar!"

In the distance, Barbarian Tiger let out a furious roar, slapping a martial artist into a bloody pulp.

Qi Xuan and the other members of the Seven Profound Gang were overwhelmed by the Venerable Barbaric Tiger, even Qi Xuan took a heavy blow, his face drained of blood, severely injured.

Bai Cangmu’s eyes were cold and sinister: "This is your last chance, join my White Lotus Eternal Life Sect and become a Protector!"

"Otherwise..."

"Die!"

Chen Hu unhesitatingly swung his blade.

"Protector? Isn’t that just a puppet?"

"We cultivators, how can we become puppets?"

"Hehehe..."

Bai Cangmu laughed deeply: "What a pity..."

He extended his hands again, casting a strange Decree Seal, striking it onto Chen Hu’s long blade.

Simultaneously, he spun around, Zhao Yu’s attacking fist suddenly faltering, his speed diminishing by three points, Bai Cangmu’s other palm slapped his chest, sending Zhao Yu flying several meters.

"Damn it!"

"What kind of Martial Arts Cultivation Technique is this..."

This Bai Cangmu was extremely difficult to deal with, seemingly combining Martial Arts Cultivation Techniques with Divine Thought.

Each time they clashed, the two felt dizzy and disoriented, unable to concentrate.

Were it not for having cultivated the Horizontal Refining Method, with thick skin and strong body, they would have long fallen to Bai Cangmu.

"Elder!"

Suddenly, a disciple shouted: "The giant turtle’s head has fully submerged in the water, hurry..."

Bai Cangmu’s pupils slightly contracted, too late.

If the giant turtle’s head went underwater, who knew how long they’d have to wait for another chance back to the Nether Abyss.

Without hesitation, he transformed his Divine Thought into needles, using crushing force with both hands, striking at Chen Hu standing before him.

"Do or die!"

Chen Hu roared, and suddenly emitted a burst of golden light.

Almost simultaneously, a golden armor appeared on him.

The armor was shaped like a fierce tiger, faintly etched with a myriad of beasts worshiping, even many human figures, exuding an intense aura of dominance.

Martial God Armor!

He swung his blade down, carrying endless killing intent and Martial Dao Will, instantly shattering Bai Cangmu’s Power of Divine Thought, striking his chest mercilessly.

"Pfft!"

"Ah...!"

Bai Cangmu let out a wretched scream, his body flew backward, knocking over several disciples.

His chest bore a deep, bone-visible wound, spanning from right chest across to the left abdomen, leaving him in a miserable state.

But even so, he did not die, though clearly severely injured.

"Elder!"

"Ancestor!"

White Lotus Eternal Life Sect members cried out in horror, abandoning their opponents to shield Bai Cangmu.

Zhao Yu was also taken aback, exclaiming: "You, you broke through!"

"Hmph!"

Chen Hu snorted coldly, holding his long blade, striding towards the White Lotus Eternal Life Sect.

"Senior Bai, how did that strike taste?"

"Rumble...!"

At that moment, the giant turtle’s head, which had been submerged, suddenly trembled, then turned back, its horrifying eyes staring at its back.

Its massive jaws once again slowly opened.

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