Glancing at Wu Pojun, Wu Wudi's figure appeared in his mind.
Frowning slightly, he thought to himself, "This time, I'll give Wu Wudi some face. After all, he is one of my few friends in the Immortal Realm. Wu Pojun is his twin brother. Letting him go will be a favor to him."
Secretly making a decision, he no longer cared about Wu Pojun. Of course, if he didn't know what was good for him and tried to stop him again, then there was no need to be merciful. He would just kill him. So what if he lost a friend like Wu Wudi?
"Clang!"
Di Shitian flicked his wrist and the Tiger's Soul turned into a ray of light, stabbing towards Wu Pojun. The saber was as fast as lightning and appeared without any warning. Even though Wu Pojun was prepared for it and threw out a punch to block it, the tip of the saber trembled and dodged the punch in an instant.
"Pu!"
Amidst the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh, the golden blade of the Tiger's Soul had completely sunk into Wu Pojun's abdomen. Blood immediately flowed out of the blade, but the Tiger's Soul did not consume his blood. Otherwise, this slash would have devoured half of the blood essence in his body.
"Kacha!"
Pulling out the blade, the Tiger's Soul was still dripping blood, but it disappeared into the golden blade in an instant. Coldly looking at Wu Pojun, he spat out, "You have lost. For the sake of your brother Wu Wudi, I will not kill you this time. But if there is a next time, don't blame me for being merciless."
"Pata!"
After he finished speaking, he no longer looked at him. He moved his feet and continued to move forward. The Tiger Soul in his hand danced once again. Slash after slash, slash after slash, slash after slash. Under the tyrannical Tiger Soul, there was almost no one who could withstand it.
"Wu Wudi, hahahaha —"
Behind him came a burst of wild laughter. It was Wu Pojun, laughing with a sense of loneliness and indescribable anger. He roared, "Since I have lost, you can kill me or torture me as you wish. But you want me to owe him a favor? Laughable, truly laughable. A martial artist cannot be humiliated. It's just death, why should I beg for my life?"
"Plop!!"
Wu Pojun's face showed a trace of determination. He laughed wildly and jumped into the Huang Quan. With a clear sound of water splashing, Wu Pojun's figure was completely submerged in the river. Not even a bubble popped up. Just like those who were knocked into the Huang Quan, he was directly swallowed up by the terrifying Huang Quan.
Wu Pojun's temperament was unyielding. He didn't know what had happened between him and Wu Wudi. In order not to owe him a favor, Wu Pojun was willing to sacrifice his life.
Di Shitian turned to look at Huang Quan. He was silent for a long time before he said, "Wu Pojun, remember, my name is Di Shitian. I will also remember you."
After he finished speaking, he no longer hesitated and quickly charged forward.
On the ancient bridge, everyone had gone crazy. They weren't even stingy with their lives. Every step they took, they had to experience unimaginable slaughter. Every step was extremely difficult. Blood stained the ancient bridge.
But there were some things that couldn't be stopped by madness. Although the cultivators brought a lot of trouble to Di Shitian, every step he took, he had to kill ten or even hundreds of cultivators. Some of the cultivators were even crazier. They risked their lives to launch a desperate attack on him.
These suicidal attacks almost always made him hover on the edge of life and death. But the more life and death situations he faced, the calmer his mind was. The saber technique in his hand was even more terrifying. Every time he waved his saber, it was more concise. There was no fancy move. He just wanted to kill with one strike.
Gradually, the blade technique in Sakra's hand began to carry a kind of tragic murderous aura. His blade technique was constantly improving in the midst of the massacre. Whenever he struck out with his blade, it would often be unavoidable and unavoidable. Every strike was fatal. As long as he could kill with one strike, he would never swing out a second strike. The basic blade technique that he had been persistently practicing all along began to be mastered through a comprehensive study.
He was getting closer and closer to the saber technique that existed only for killing.
In a battle, any superfluous techniques were the most direct flaws and fatal existences. Often, the most direct blade techniques were the most effective in a battle, and there was only one key to blade techniques, and that was — — speed!!
It was so fast that the opponent had no way to use effective moves to block it. It was so fast that they couldn't even react before they died. Slaughter was also the most difficult kind of training.
In the midst of the massacre, it was unavoidable that Sakra Shi Tian's body was covered with wounds, making him look extremely terrifying.
But he didn't have time to care about these. He waved his saber again and again. Outside Di Shitian's body, there was a golden saber wheel, which launched the sharpest attacks in all directions. All the cultivators in the range of this saber wheel were instantly chopped into pieces. His footsteps didn't stop as he moved forward.
For a time, he slowly broke away from the dense crowd of cultivators. He was like a reef in the sea. No matter how fierce the wind and waves were, he couldn't be shaken.
After half an hour, he had killed his way to the front.
If divided according to the front, middle, and back, the cultivators behind the ancient bridge were mostly Building Realm cultivators. In the middle, there were mainly Core Formation Realm cultivators. In the front, there were a large number of Nascent Soul Realm cultivators. Every one of them was a grandmaster who could summon the wind and summon the rain.
"Rumble!"
Just when the front group had reached the center of the ancient bridge, the river water in Huang Quan suddenly fluctuated violently, setting off monstrous waves that surged toward the ancient bridge. Above the ancient bridge, those waves mysteriously separated from the river water and fell on the ancient bridge. They quickly wriggled and turned into huge green water monsters.
The bodies of these water monsters were very tall. They were at least a hundred feet tall. Their outer appearance was similar to that of a human, but they were magnified dozens of times. Moreover, each of their bodies was formed by the water of the Yellow Spring. This was extremely terrifying.
If an ordinary person touched a drop of Huang Quan's water, it would corrode their bones and corrode their souls. If they fell into it, they would not be able to escape alive. These water monsters were covered in Huang Quan's water. If they hit a person, it would be the most terrifying attack.
These water monsters were called Huang Quan's Water Souls. There were more than a thousand of them. They were distributed on the back half of the ancient bridge, blocking the bridge. Their eyes were filled with murderous intent as they stared at the cultivators and demons who were rushing over. There was only coldness in their eyes.
"Be careful. These are Huang Quan's Water Souls. Don't touch them with your body. Try to avoid them as much as possible. If you can't, use your weapons to defeat them. As long as you rush over, they won't attack. You can't stop for even a moment." When Silver Hair saw this, his eyes narrowed.
Silver light flashed in the air. He waved his hands quickly, forming a mysterious trajectory. He directly stabbed a Huang Quan's Water Soul in front of him.
"Bang!"
In just an instant, that Huang Quan's Water Soul was torn into pieces. It turned into countless drops of green water and shot out in all directions.
"Ah! My eyes! "
"Not good. This is Huang Quan's Water. It can even corrode the body."
These water droplets shot out quickly and densely. Behind them were a large number of Nascent Soul cultivators. They did not have cultivation and did not expect such a temperament. Many of the Huang Quan's Water splashed on their bodies. Immediately, the parts of their bodies that were not covered by armor and treasured clothes were completely exposed to these water droplets.
After the Huang Quan's Water touched their arms, they immediately let out a terrifying sizzling sound. Their flesh and blood turned into green water droplets at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even their bones melted. Many cultivators gritted their teeth and cut off their arms on the spot. Many unlucky ones who fell into their eyes did not hesitate to gouge out their eyes.
They were a group of ruthless people!
The fierce battle on the ancient bridge was getting crazier and crazier. Immortal cultivators and demons were fighting against the terrifying Yellow Spring Water Soul. On the ancient bridge, there was no paradise. Everywhere was filled with endless slaughter. The murderous aura permeated the entire sky of the Yellow Spring.
"Sigh, Purple Moon, oh Purple Moon, you said that we should hibernate here and guard the secret realm. As long as a hundred thousand years is up, there will be a descendant of the demon race who will inherit everything in the secret realm and give us freedom. But now, a hundred thousand years have passed, and no descendant has passed the test to inherit the secret realm. "
"Isn't that so, Old Demon Tian Silkworm, our lifespans are almost up. If we don't get out, I'm afraid we will really die in this damned place. Purple Moon is really f * cking ruthless. In order to suppress us, she used up all of her lifespan and turned herself into the Purple Moon, so that we can't absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It's been a hundred thousand years, and the spiritual energy in my body is almost completely depleted. "
Two old figures suddenly appeared in a mysterious place in the Mystic Realm. Their voices contained a trace of fear towards death and resentment towards Zi Yue.
From their words, it seemed that this Heavenly Demon Secret Realm was created by the Heavenly Demon called Purple Moon. In the end, the two old monsters were suppressed in the mystic realm. It seemed that the two of them were also suppressed, preventing them from absorbing any power of the heavens and the earth. As a result, their spiritual energy was in a state where it was about to be depleted.
"You are not much better than me. There is not a trace of spiritual energy in my inner world. All the spiritual energy has been used up. Do you think you can still keep it? That crazy woman Purple Moon is simply a lunatic. For the sake of the demon race, she even gave up her almost eternal lifespan. This kind of lunatic is really f * cking scary. "
There was a trace of fear in that person's words.
In fact, the longer one lived, the more one feared death. This was the most normal thing. No one wanted to give up their eternal lifespan, but someone dared to do so, and it was for a group of ants that could give up at any time. In their opinion, it was an idiotic act, simply a lunatic!
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