Chapter 318 - Chapter 318: Ancient Heritage House 318 (1/2)
Chapter 318: Ancient Heritage House 318
Gu Yang hurried to where the battle was taking place, easily dispatching any sporadic monsters he encountered on the way.
Shortly, he arrived on the scene and saw two powerful cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage joining forces against several dozens of monsters, utilizing a flying sword and a massive ruler.
Among them was Daoist Muhuang, half of whose body had already been mutated into a beast. Beside him stood another unfamiliar cultivator, a layer of blue scales growing on his forehead.
Behind the two of them lay a cave, lush with green grass and filled with bird songs and floral fragrances. Amidst the desolate environment of Yellow Springs, this place seemed like a paradise on earth.
A surge of incredible Spirit Qi flowed out from the cave and was quickly corrupted, transforming into a swirling column of black mist that rose into the sky, forming a vast cloud of darkness.
It was these black clouds that attracted the surrounding monsters, causing them to swarm to the cave.
The two Nascent Soul cultivators were formidable, their frosty sword piercing a hole into the body of the beast each time it flew out.
Equally impressive was the massive ruler, emitting a yellow light that stopped all the external monsters dead in their tracks.
By joining their efforts, the two managed to fend off the monsters, but couldn’t kill them effectively. In particular, the Unleaking Realm monster would instantly recover once the frosty sword pierced its body.
The monsters grew increasingly fierce, whereas the two Nascent Soul cultivators were weakening, slowly becoming unable to withstand the massive amount of energy they were expending.
For them, Mana was extremely precious. Once it was depleted to a certain extent, they would have to absorb vitality from the world or consume an Elixir to restore it, which would inevitably increase the level of contamination in their bodies.
If this carried on, they wouldn’t necessarily die by the hands of the monsters, yet the overwhelming pollution would eventually lead to a loss of control, resulting in their grim fate.
In the Yellow Springs, cultivators were at a distinct disadvantage, unable to unleash even a fraction of their full power and left constrained. Up against monsters of the same level, death was the only outcome.
Both of them struggled on, inwardly filled with lamentation.
They both knew that if they dragged on this way, death was inevitable.
The cultivator named Murong roared out, “Quickly think of a solution, or else, we will all die here.”
Just as Daoist Muhuang, with a grave expression, was about to speak, his face changed abruptly. He swiftly turned his head and saw a man he would never have expected.
Is it him?
His heart throbbed, recognizing the figure as Gu Yang, who he had met two months ago in Muhuang City.
The man was still alive!
What’s more, he was here!
Adding to his astonishment was the fact Gu Yang seemed no different from two months ago and seemingly unaffected by the pollution.
How could this be possible?
He should have exhausted all of his Mana after spending two months in this world, particularly in the wilderness. To restore Mana, he would certainly be polluted.
Daoist Muhuang’s heart pounded as he shouted, “Gu Yang, I beg you to lend us your power. With our combined strength, we can eliminate this beast. The treasures within this ancient Immortal’s cave will be shared equally among the three of us.”
Murong, standing nearby, also noticed that someone else was present. The moment he set eyes on Gu Yang, his pupils constricted.
There was actually someone in this world who hadn’t been tainted at all, with both his Mana and body in a flawless state.
Instantly, a certain possibility crossed his mind. A touch of complexity flickered within his eyes as he stated, “I agree with Daoist Muhuang’s proposal. As long as we can get rid of this monster, everything inside can be shared evenly.”
Then he added, “If you have any doubts, we can swear an oath.”
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“No need!”
Gu Yang eyed the group of monsters, his Phoenix Feather Knife itching to be used. He gripped his beloved weapon and charged into the fray.
With each swing of his blade, numerous Golden Body Realm monsters were annihilated.
Like a tiger among a flock of sheep, he effortlessly obliterated over half the swarm in the blink of an eye.
Daoist Muhuang and Murong, standing not far off, watched in stupefaction. They had never seen anyone kill monsters so effortlessly.
These monsters were notoriously hard to kill and, without any discernible weak spots, had to be gradually worn down with Mana.
Even for them, defeating a Golden Core Realm monster required a tremendous amount of Mana.
That was precisely why, unless absolutely necessary, they wouldn’t strike lightly.
Each attack significantly increased the extent of their pollution, and who could withstand that pressure?