588 Golden Finger (2/2)

”So, you're just going to give up?”

”Give up? Are you joking?” Bai Ze sneered at Xuan Mo's question. ”When did you ever see me give up halfway through? Although this time, the setbacks are really serious, but it is far from the time to give up.”

”It's just that.” Bai Ze grimly said, ”From now on, we can no longer take any wrong step. We have missed an opportunity, and I'm afraid there are probably not going to be another one again. I don't know why the Fallen Immortals haven't arrived here in large scale after all these years, but I think it's only a matter of time… Moreover, time is not on our side. The pace of cultivation in the present Nine Regions is by no means comparable to that of the immortal world where the immortal spirit energy is overflowing.”

”What are you going to do?”

Bai Ze said, ”The first step is to wake up all the survivors, and then take out the treasures in the group of immortal tombs and reassemble the team of those years. After that, we'll lead all the cultivators on the Nine Regions to fight against the Fallen Immortals. Although the odds are not high, but it's already…”

Before he could continue, Wang Wu could no longer hold herself back.

”Lead all the cultivators on the continent? That's some boasting you got there.”

Before she even finished speaking, Bai Ze had already interrupted her, ”I know that you don't accept it. I believe the cultivators of Nine Regions would not want to be ordered around by a group of strangers who have just suddenly woken up after a long sleep. But think about it, with your ability, what would happen when the Fallen Immortals finally come? At least we have succeeded in repelling the Fallen Immortals, but what about you guys? Right now, you cling to the false reputation, but it might have ruined the future of the entire Nine Regions!”

However, upon hearing this, Wang Wu merely sneered.

”What can we do once the Fallen Immortal come? That's a really good question!”

Standing beside Wang Wu, Wang Lu couldn't help but want to laugh. It was okay if this problem was put forward on someone else, but, wanting to show off the success against the Fallen Immortal in front of Spirit Sword Sect?

A group of Unity, Mahayana Stage Earth Immortals gathered the resources of the whole continent and tore the vault of heaven to go to the Immortal World. In the end, after the fight, they fell into desolation and fled, hiding in secret. Such an accomplishment was actually dared to be showed off.

In the past, using the power of their own sect, Spirit Sword Sect staked it all against Mr. Feng Yue that his soul flew away and scattered. The courage and wisdom contained within it were far more dazzling than that of the ancient Earth Immortals.

Perhaps the cultivators after the Age of Chaos could not be compared with their predecessors in terms of power level, but it was because of their weakness that they would try their best to bring their limited power to the extreme and achieve all sorts of miracles that were unbelievable to their predecessors.

In the face of Bai Ze's condescending and unpretentious gesture, even the frivolous Wang Wu could not hold herself.

For her, most of the things in the world were irrelevant, but the war one hundred and fifty years ago was a holy war that no one could blaspheme.

”I wasn't going to take it out initially, but since someone asked for it going this deep, not showing it off would let my Big Brother, who died a long time ago, down.”

The long dead Big Brother had no time to say anything before seeing Wang Wu took out a hand from her mustard seed bag.

A hand that was cut off from the wrist and had been meticulously preserved that it looked as if it was still alive. At the sight of that hand, everyone present was shocked.

Although it was already a dead object, the immortal spirit aura still lingered around it. It was actually the hand of an immortal, and concealed within the immortal spirit aura was a bloody murderous intent, which was the standard sign of a Fallen Immortal.

”The hand of a Fallen Immortal, you have actually killed a Fallen Immortal?” Bai Ze was so frightened that he was suddenly unable to fervently express his view.

However, from the other side, looking at the hand, the only thing in Wang Lu's mind was: ”What Fallen Immortal hand? That's my own hand!”

In the real history, Ouyang Shang, at the last moment, drew Mr. Feng Yue's primordial spirit into his own body, and then he decisively self-detonated, blowing himself to death. However, the other party's primordial spirit had already entered his body and transformed Ouyang Shang's physical body into an immortal body… Fortunately, at that time, Mr. Feng Yue was already badly injured and weak and thus unable to completely complete the transformation. Otherwise, Ouyang Shang's self-detonation might not be able to eliminate the root.

However, after all, because the physical body had already been transformed into an immortal body, under that large explosion, Ouyang Shang's body was lucky enough to leave behind some fragments. Wang Lu originally thought that the remnant had been cleaned up by the people of Spirit Sword Sect, but he didn't expect that the biggest piece actually fell into Wang Wu's hand!

”You actually keep this thing?” Wang Lu incredulously looked at Wang Wu. ”Aren't you disgusted by it?”

Wang Wu sighed as her eyes revealed mixed feelings. ”This is the most memorable medal of victory in my life, how could I be disgusted by it?”

”...” Wang Lu opened his mouth lightly, but the thousands of words were stuck in his throat.

However, just at this time, he saw Wang Wu gently smile. ”Moreover, from the utility point of view, this immortal hand's wondrous uses are infinite, so it would be a pity to throw it away. For over a hundred years, the benefits of this hand to me were inexhaustible.”

”Wait a minute, what did you do with my hand?”