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174. Chapter 174 Mortals Are Not Enough!



174. Chapter 174 Mortals Are Not Enough!

Chapter 174: Mortals Are Not Enough!

"The South Wilderness' Incense Fire Divine Dao lineage really has some skills!"

"Using the power of incense fire wishes, they can actually enhance the techniques of other sects to such an extent."

"This wait was worth it."

Su Ping looked at the green-faced, fang-toothed ghost gods flying in the air, not only without fear but also praising them.

And he truly meant it.

During this period of time, he had also read extensively, even going through the various secret techniques collected by different sects.

Even the theoretical limit techniques couldn't compare to the secret techniques of the Blood God Sect.

With Su Ping's Divine Sense, he could see at a glance that the true form of these green-faced, fang-toothed ghost gods was only at the Qi Refining Returned to Origin stage.

But by possessing the Incense Fire Divine Possession method, they became ghost gods comparable to the Foundation Establishment stage.

And the side effects... were mostly borne by the two incense fire children in the sedan chair.

Su Ping could feel the countless grievances and resentments within the incense fire, the unfulfilled desires and resentments that were entwined within, eroding the opponent's soul.

Sweeping over these four green-faced ghost gods.

With a movement of Su Ping's Divine Sense, he used a talisman, accompanied by purple light appearing one after another.

The eight purple light foxes were summoned and collided head-on with the green-faced, fang-toothed ghost gods.

When the incense fire emitted by these four ghost gods encountered the thunder light, it was like gasoline meeting an open flame.

Their entire bodies were surrounded by thunder light and billowing black smoke emerged.

The four ghost gods also simultaneously let out extremely miserable screams.

"He summoned eight Foundation Establishment spirit beasts in one breath?"

"Who is this guy, a true genius from which sect?"

The main priest was greatly surprised as he looked at the incense fire ghost gods that were being beaten up and disadvantaged due to attribute restraint.

Then he looked at the black and white children who were trapped and unable to move on the ice formation.

The main priest took the initiative to ignite the talisman.

A white light appeared in front, temporarily blocking the continuous firepower output from Su Ping's Supernatural Power arm.

At the same time, the paper people turned into white light one after another and entered the bottom of the sedan chair, becoming part of its power.

The main priest controlled the floating wooden sedan chair and directly rushed into the sky, attempting to escape.

Then, lines appeared on the ground.

A Rank Two formation that covered the entire valley suddenly emerged and enveloped the entire battlefield.

The formation activated in an instant.

The entire valley emitted a buzzing sound.

A tremendous suction force forcibly pulled the wooden sedan chair that had already ascended back down!

"This is... a formation! This person is actually a formation master!"

"And he is also an experienced one, able to set up such a large-scale formation in a short period of time, a genius in formations!"

The main priest couldn't understand. How could he encounter such a genius, who only existed in immortal sect novels?

And he even made himself an enemy!

Oh, the heavens are so unfair!

A huge wooden sedan chair smashed onto the ground, emitting a dull thud.

At the same time, four ferocious-looking demons were blasted back to the side of the sedan chair by streaks of heavenly thunder, revealing their true forms.

Upon seeing this scene, the black and white children seemed to realize that relying on others for help was unreliable.

The two of them let out a cry.

Their entire bodies turned into a mass of slime.

Su Ping was slightly startled, and after a moment of surprise, he felt the souls of the black and white children emerge from the slime and transform into two evil spirits charging towards him.

Roar!

Facing the evil spirits.

Without waiting for Bixie's spiritual light to take effect, Su Ping's Greedy Wolf Divine Sense in his mind moved first.

Four Greedy Wolf Divine Senses appeared around the black and white children who had just emerged, preparing to attack or escape with their mysterious souls.

Amidst a series of wolf howls.

In the void that ordinary cultivators couldn't see, there came a sound of wailing and biting.

In just a moment, the two masses of slime under Su Ping's feet completely lost their vitality and were covered in frost, turning into ordinary ice sculptures.

Su Ping reached out his right hand towards the sedan chair and lightly flicked his index finger.

The Mage Yun Kong's ultimate move, Falling Star, once again displayed its power, smashing down directly.

The main priest in the sedan chair sensed the danger and quickly took out a copper mirror, spitting out a mouthful of blood onto the mirror.

Behind him, the two incense children shed tears of blood.

The scent of incense on their bodies became even stronger.

To the point where the entire sedan chair was filled with the scent of incense.

This scent of incense turned into hundreds of faces expressing joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, welcoming the frost-covered Falling Star.

Accompanied by a loud rumble, cracks appeared almost everywhere on the wooden sedan chair.

The main priest half-knelt inside the sedan chair, looking at the mirror and thinking that he had withstood the opponent's strongest attack.

But he immediately felt streaks of heavenly thunder descending.

This made him deeply aware of why the demons he had transformed into were defeated so quickly by these heavenly thunders.

Fortunately, these heavenly thunders were not without cost.

With the help of the copper mirror, the main priest could see the purple foxes that could release terrifying heavenly thunders shrinking rapidly and even disappearing.

After enduring another round of heavenly thunder, the main priest looked at the last purple fox disappearing and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Relying on his hundred years of accumulation and the two incense children, he had managed to get through this, right?

After all, the opponent was also at the Foundation Establishment stage. It was already incredible that they had such strength and preparation. It seemed that their magic power should be insufficient by now!

Next, as long as he could see through the reality of the formation and find an escape route... Hm?

The main priest was about to activate the function of the copper mirror to find an escape route.

But he found that the white-haired youth in front of him was flying towards him, holding a Spiritual Weapon bead in his left hand and a Spiritual Weapon scroll floating in his right hand.

Combined with the increasingly powerful fluctuations of magic power emanating from him.

The main priest couldn't help but swallow nonexistent saliva.

Two Spiritual Weapons!

This Foundation Establishment actually has two Spiritual Weapons!

Considering that he is a main priest, he hasn't accumulated enough materials to refine a Spiritual Weapon after so many years.

This young man with white hair looks so young, yet he already has two unfathomable Spiritual Weapons with him.

Cultivator against cultivator, it's infuriating for cultivators!

He looked back at the two incense boys who had already turned into fragrant mud.

After hesitating for a split second, he discovered that the two Spiritual Weapons of the other party were radiating light, about to make a move.

The main priest waved his hand and removed the formation on the wooden sedan chair. He knelt down on the floor in a rather standard manner.

"Mercy, heavenly prodigy of the Immortal Sect!"

"I, the Blood God, the main priest Yuanmu, am willing to redeem my sins and abandon the darkness to join the light!"

"I know many secrets within the sect, which will definitely be useful to the Immortal Sect!"

The main priest lowered his head, not daring to meet the gaze of the young man with white hair.

Su Ping heard it in his ears and also knew that the other party had misunderstood his own identity, thinking that he had a sect behind him.

However, Su Ping would not reveal that he was actually just a Rogue Cultivator, at most with a semi-sect identity as the inspector of the Golden Sparrow City.

"I come from the Crimson Kite Sect!"

Su Ping smiled lightly and spoke the truth.

"The Crimson Kite Sect!"

The main priest was greatly surprised, but then felt that this was the correct assumption. After all, a thin camel is bigger than a horse, let alone the Crimson Kite Sect, such a behemoth?

The other party might be the top prodigy of the younger generation, coming here this time to eliminate the influence of the Southern Wilderness Incense God's Dao in the Central Domain!

As for the reason, according to the sect novels and some autobiographies of prodigies, it was probably a slightly difficult sect mission?

But now, the higher the other party's identity, the more advantageous it seemed to the main priest.

He gathered his courage and said, "Please inform the sect prodigy to allow me to use some secret places, otherwise... the Blood God, the leader, has many secrets that I cannot reveal."

"That's simple, just give up resistance."

Su Ping agreed and at the same time, his Supernatural Power arm appeared and reached out towards the main priest.

Naturally, he wouldn't just believe the other party's words.

The Supernatural Power hand grabbed the main priest, and one after another, restrictions easily penetrated into his body.

Generally speaking, this method was enough to imprison a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

This main priest was obviously not an ordinary one.

But Su Ping wasn't reassured with just that.

After imprisoning him, the formation unfolded.

After instructing him not to resist, the formation rolled up.

The main priest was already included in the painting, and with the help of the freezing cold heavy water, he solidified into an ice coffin.

Afterwards, Su Ping didn't rush to ask the main priest.

Instead, he summoned the spirit mouse to clean up the battlefield.

Before long, Su Ping stored all the usable items in the Spiritual Weapon and storage bag.

Only then did Su Ping leave quickly, found a mountain cave, opened the Grotto-Heaven in the pot, and disappeared into the Immortal World.

Inside the Grotto-Heaven in the pot.

Su Ping opened the scroll and entered it.

Su Ping opened the ice coffin and released the main priest who was in a confused state.

"This is a formation space!"

"That scroll is indeed a Spiritual Weapon, and it is an extremely special formation tool!"

"Could this prodigy be a direct descendant of the Chiyan Immortal?"

The main priest saw the snowy mountains and the sea, took a sharp breath, and then heard Su Ping's reminder, allowing him to speak freely.

The main priest originally wanted to remind this prodigy.

Don't underestimate the secret techniques of their Blood God Sect. Although they don't have as many prodigies and major sects to compete with, they have survived in the cracks for so many years, and they all have various strange secret techniques.

If it's not a special hidden place, don't think you can deceive the Blood God... Huh?

The main priest silently recited the Blood God prayer out of habit.

Immediately, his pupils suddenly dilated.

He panicked and discovered that at this moment, the source of the Blood God faith that he had always been able to vaguely connect to had completely disappeared!

This is something that can be connected even in other Grotto-Heavens and small secret realms with blood-related techniques!

Why is it completely cut off here?

And it's cut off so thoroughly, there is no sense of it at all.

It's as if the Blood God faith no longer exists.

The expression on the main priest's face when he looked at Su Ping completely changed.

Many of his thoughts quickly faded away.

He knew very well that with such a profound prodigy, not to mention himself, even the entire Blood God Sect... would be in trouble!

So, dear Sect Master, and those damn colleagues.

Don't blame me, who made this Middle Domain still a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers exist?

The main priest called himself Yuanmu and is now 150 years old. He is a Foundation Establishment middle stage cultivator.

He is also a master of paper puppet techniques, as well as a weapon refiner and talisman master.

From his mouth.

Su Ping finally gained some understanding of the Southern Wilderness beyond what was written in books.

He also somewhat understood why the Chiyan Sect began to shrink its influence and why so many sects from the Southern Wilderness came running.

There's no way around it, the Southern Wilderness also has its own hardships!

The evil spirits brought by the evil qi tide over there may not be as great, but there are still Demonic Beasts causing trouble, and Devil Dao running rampant, wiping out entire families at the drop of a hat.

In addition, their incense and godly way have developed, constantly splitting into various sects in the process of development.

This has led to a great population crisis in the Southern Wilderness over the past hundred years.

In plain terms... there are more and more cultivators taking the side door.

The mortals are no longer enough!

(End of this chapter)


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