Yang Wu had shown enough sincerity. Bai Weming and Shu Yujun each represented their respective factions and agreed to let Yang Wu divide the spoils.
There were many saint weapons in the palace, but they were all torture tools. They were completely different from real battle weapons. Although they were valuable, they were not as practical as what Yang Wu gave them. Moreover, Yang Wu had risked his life to occupy this place. Yang Wu had also saved them repeatedly. If it weren't for Yang Wu, they would have died in the palace. They had to accept this kindness, or else they would be ungrateful people.
The White Water Race had obtained the Black Water Race's saint weapon. This was of great significance. As long as they asked the race's saint elder to erase the mark of the Black Water Race, not only would they gain another saint weapon for their race, but they would also be able to deal a blow to the Black Water Race's arrogance.
The Heng Mountain Sect had obtained the Chaotic Heavenly Armor Art. This was a battle skill created by a peerless genius of the sect. At that time, it was not perfected. He went out to cultivate and never returned. When the sect's saint elder learned of his death, he was incomparably sad. Yang Wu being able to obtain the Chaotic Heavenly Armor Art could be considered a consolation for that saint elder. It would also give the Heng Mountain Sect a sufficiently powerful defensive battle skill.
In addition, Yang Wu let them divide the corpses of the Black Water Snakes. Although these corpses were nothing in the eyes of the crowd, it was enough to intimidate the race's arrogance.
"Where are the gallbladders of these Black Water Snakes? Why are they all gone?" Not far away, someone asked as they were cleaning up the corpses.
Other people's voices rang out, "Same here. The gallbladders are all gone."
"Strange. Demon cores are much more valuable than snake gallbladders. Who has such a strange hobby to dig out snake gallbladders and not demon cores?"
"Snake gallbladders are good stuff. They can nourish yin and strengthen yang energy. Could it be that the person who dug them out is cultivating a divine technique in that area? Hehe!"
…
Yang Wu, who had just finished dividing the spoils, blushed when he heard this.
The attentive Shu Yujun noticed Yang Wu's actions and let out a silvery laugh. Her beautiful eyes stared at Yang Wu without blinking. Traces of a different kind of light fell on Yang Wu's body, making Yang Wu even more embarrassed.
Yang Wu coughed lightly and said, "This Heavenly King is an alchemist. If the snake gallbladder is used in medicine, it can increase the grade of the pill. That's why I took it. Please don't blame me."
"You're also an alchemist?" Shu Yujun asked in astonishment.
Yang Wu nodded lightly and said, "It's the real deal."
"Not bad, not bad. However, with your talent, it's better for you to spend less time on alchemy. It won't be of any benefit to you." Shu Yujun first praised, and then reminded him.
A person's energy was limited. Only by focusing on one's skills could one step onto the peak. It was the same even for prodigies.
Martial artists focused on cultivating martial arts, alchemists focused on alchemy, and blacksmiths focused on refining … If a person were to divide their attention, it would be very difficult to achieve very high achievements.
In Shu Yujun's view, Yang Wu's battle talent was unquestionable. If he still spent time on alchemy, she felt that the gains would not make up for the losses. She was also advising him out of good intentions.
Before Yang Wu could reply, Yang Wu replied on behalf of Yang Wu, "Martial Heavenly King is a Heavenly Alchemist. His talent in alchemy is probably comparable to the people of the Medicine Clan."
His words were like a sudden clap of thunder, shocking everyone until they looked at Yang Wu. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
"I can prove it." Tang Wen echoed.
"We can all prove it." The other heroes all said in unison.
The Five Heroes of the Proud Sword were already convinced by Yang Wu. They had personally seen Yang Wu's alchemy skills. It was truly incomparable to ordinary people.
"My lord is so powerful!" Bai Luoyun revealed an expression of worship as he spoke.
"This matter is over. I want to exchange some herbs from the White Water Clan or your Mount Heng. I wonder if that's possible?" Yang Wu asked Bai Weming and Shu Yujun.
Before they could respond, the sky was covered with dark clouds. An extremely terrifying aura swept out for a thousand miles. A thunderclap rang out from a clear sky, "Why are the snakes of my clan all dead? All of you can accompany them in death."
This was the voice of a Demonic Saint. It spread for thousands of miles. The saint's might was like the clouds, covering the heaven and earth.
Everyone on the shore trembled with fear. That level was still too far away from them. Any wave of power could wipe them all out.
The jet-black surged violently. There was a power that struck in their direction. It was like a snake tail as thick as a mountain. It was like a heavenly awl falling from the sky. The space shattered, the mountains collapsed, and the rivers exploded. Its power could be said to be a world-ending disaster.
In front of this power, Yang Wu felt incomparably small. Even if he had the ambition to fight for supremacy, his strength could not shake the heavens. If he was not in the Demon Taming Hall, even if he had the Demon Taming Order, there was no way he could withstand this saint's might. At most, he could block a blow to save his life. His strength was not enough to fully activate the power of the Demon Taming Order.
If he was in the Demon Taming Hall, he could contend with a saint.
At this moment, he realized that even if he had entered the Divine Fish Realm, he had only just started in the Transcendental World. It was still not easy to protect himself, let alone fight against Mount Emei or set foot in the Purple Cloud Palace.
"I still want to become stronger!" Yang Wu said firmly in his heart.
"Hmph, you want to hurt my clan's Lang? You don't have the ability!" On the other side of the water, a water column shot up into the sky. The water column formed a huge wave that blocked the black snake's tail, forcefully blocking the attack of the snake's tail.
Bang!
In the blink of an eye, it was as if the world was quaking and the mountains were shaking. Everyone was shaken to the point that they fell left and right, and Shu Yujun unintentionally crashed into Yang Wu's embrace.
She was as beautiful as jade, and her body was enchanting.
In this moment of crisis, no one noticed them, and no one noticed that Shu Yujun's delicate face was flushed red. She was extremely beautiful.
Yang Wu did not fall. His body was as steady as a mountain. He supported Shu Yujun and looked at the battle in the sky without understanding the situation.
It was the Water Tribe's saint.
The Snake Saint was nowhere to be seen, and the Water Tribe's saint was nowhere to be seen. However, there was a majestic battle of saint power in the sky. The might of the saint was vast, and any wisp of saint power was enough to obliterate them.
Countless waves rushed up like the Yangtze River flowing in reverse. There were water dragons roaring. Most of the power was used to attack, while a small part of it was used to defend, isolating the White Water Tribe and the Heng Mountain Sect's disciples from danger.
Not long after, another wave rushed over from the other side. This wave was like a fierce flood dragon. Its target was not the two saints in the battle, but the people on the shore.
This wave of water was so fierce that it cut off another part of the Yangtze River and drowned many of the juniors.
Whether it was the White Water Tribe or the Heng Mountain Sect's disciples, they were all pale with fear. Their legs went weak, and most of them fell to the ground, closing their eyes and waiting for death.
"Black Water Tribe, how dare you touch my Heng Mountain Sect's disciples. Are you not afraid of bringing about the destruction of your tribe?" An old voice sounded. A sword light, like the punishment of the heavens, slashed at the giant flood dragon wave.
Bang!
The giant flood dragon wave was cut off. Countless waves splashed, but none of them landed on the White Water Tribe or the Heng Mountain Sect's disciples.
At the same time, several sword lights slashed at the other side of the wave. Each of them was like the falling of the heavens. It was extremely terrifying.
The Black Water Tribe's saint hurriedly used a water control technique to form a huge umbrella, blocking all of the sword lights. However, there were still sword lights that broke through the waves and sank into the water.
A voice sounded from under the water. "Heng Mountain Sect, you're always meddling in other people's business. Aren't you afraid that the Zombie Race will destroy you?"
"For ten thousand years, the Zombie Race has long disappeared from our Heng Mountain. If they dare to come, we'll destroy them all."
"Alright, today I only want to capture that brat called Yang Wu. If you hand him over, we can retreat. Otherwise, we'll kill all of these juniors. I don't think you can protect them."
The Snake Saint in the sky hissed, "Yang Wu is that little bastard with the blood of my tribe."
Sure enough, Yang Wu's face was condensed by water and floated in the air. Everyone could see it clearly.
In an instant, Yang Wu became even more eye-catching. He muttered, "I've become the enemy of the two tribes just like that?"
Neither the White Water Tribe's saint nor the Heng Mountain Sect's saint had seen Yang Wu before. However, they knew that Yang Wu must have put in a lot of effort in the battle under the water. There was no way they would hand him over.
"You want to participate in a battle between juniors? You old bastards don't even care about your faces," the White Water Tribe's saint shouted.
"They've never been shameless people. Let's join forces and fight them," the Heng Mountain Sect's saint said. Thousands of sword lights scattered, intercepting the Black Water Tribe.
At the same time, a beam of saint power descended upon the White Water Tribe and the Heng Mountain Sect, taking them all away.
"Damn it, it's not that easy to take people away. Destroy!" The Snake Demon Saint hissed. The power of the dark clouds rushed toward the saint power like an ocean. The terrifying corrosive poison would kill anyone who came in contact with it. Even the saint power was withering.
Everyone was scared out of their wits. They were too insignificant before the saint power.
"Kill!" The Saint of the Black Water Clan roared, and a giant tentacle appeared out of nowhere. This was the power of the Cockroach Demonic Saint that he was riding. It could intercept the power of the River Region. Once it landed on the Receiving Saint Power, the White Water Clan and the people of the Mount Heng Sect would all die.
"Do you really think there's no one in Heng Mountain? Kill Evil! " The Heng Mountain Sect's saint shouted in exasperation. He activated his most powerful Sword Dao to kill the Black Water Tribe's saint and the Cockroach Demon Saint. Thousands of sword lights contained endless sword will. No one could see this power clearly. They only felt that the white sword was shaking them until they lost consciousness.
The White Water Tribe's saint also attacked with all his strength. There was the sound of a conch. It sounded like an ancient sound. Anyone who heard it would temporarily lose their voice and their mind would go blank. This was the sound of a saint conch.
The battle between saints was earth-shattering.
The people who were taken in by the saint power were like small boats in a storm. They could be swallowed by the huge waves at any time.
Suddenly, three beams of saint power came from afar. The three beams were like chains. Two of them were drawn toward the Snake Demon Saint and the Black Water Tribe's saint.
"Ah! Ah! "
Two screams sounded. One of the waves disappeared, and the river returned to calm. The dark clouds disappeared completely, and the sky was clear again.
The sun was still shining.
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