Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 252 - 216 Ten Thousand Immortals Square

Chapter 252: Chapter 216 Ten Thousand Immortals Square

Crack!

With a crisp sound like metal striking, the flying sword collided with the punch, spreading golden and black ripples all around.

Next, the Golden Essence Flying Sword broke through the punch, turning into a sword rainbow and slashing straight through.

Wang Fuchong was both shocked and terrified when he saw this.

His bones were of exceptional quality, and his physique was powerful. Specializing in the Body Refining Path for decades, he had now reached the Eighth Layer of Foundation Establishment. Upon activating the Body Refining Secret Technique ‘Dragon Elephant Vajra Technique’, his Vajra Spirit Power became extremely concentrated and solid, rivaling any Spiritual Artifact in toughness. Yet now, his defenses were easily broken with a single sword strike.

With a rush of thoughts, his pupils reflected the swiftly descending Sword Light, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Wang Fuchong, throwing caution to the wind, suddenly brought his palms together with massive force.

Sizzle!

An extremely harsh friction sound abruptly pierced through the corridor.

Zhao Sheng’s pupils shrank, and to his surprise, he saw Wang Fuchong across from him with a smug and ferocious smile; his Golden Essence Flying Sword was firmly clamped between his hands, immobilized like a dead fish.

Wang Fuchong started to rub his hands forcefully, and a mass of black light emerged from his palms, forming a black Light Ball.

Ugh!

Zhao Sheng grunted, suddenly losing control of the Golden Essence Flying Sword.

At that moment, Wang Fuchong tossed aside the flying sword, his massive body soared into the air, dive-bombing straight down at Zhao Sheng. He hurled down his arms like a storm, creating hundreds of long-thorned punches, once again launching a fierce attack on Zhao Sheng.

He couldn’t believe that he wouldn’t succeed with this attempt.

With a “boom”,

Zhao Sheng’s figure blurred and suddenly disappeared, while the Crystal Stone floor where he had been standing was impacted by the punch, cracking with a web-like series of fine fissures.

The material used for the corridor floor was unknown, but its quality was incredibly tough.

Wang Fuchong’s punches, akin to a Spiritual Artifact Level hammer with the force of ten thousand catties, repeatedly struck the ground, creating only fine cracks without even making a small pit.

When Zhao Sheng reappeared, Wang Fuchong gave a ferocious smile and lunged at him once more. This time he didn’t use his fists, but opened his arms wide, aiming to tackle Zhao Sheng by the waist.

If Zhao Sheng were caught by him, given his full-body Thorny Scale Armor and peerless Divine Power, Zhao Sheng would either die or be gravely injured!

However, just at that moment,

Zhao Sheng made a light chuckle, his eyes bursting with Divine Light as his hand-held Five Elements Talisman Plate suddenly lit up with a dazzling glow…

…

Moments later, the corridor was a total mess.

Wang Fuchong, with a defeated look on his face, bent over to pick up the howling Wang Fuyu, gave Zhao Sheng a deep glance, and without uttering a word, turned around, quickly leaving while supporting his clan brother.

Watching the two leave in such a manner, Zhao Sheng smiled faintly and reached out to recall his Golden Essence Flying Sword.

Both Wang Fuchong and Wang Fuyu from the Spirit Clan’s younger generation had cultivating levels and strengths not inferior to his. Any ordinary Perfect Foundation Establishment Cultivator would not be a match for either of them.

Though they were powerful, their actual combat experience was far less than that of human clan cultivators of the same level, not to mention comparing them with Zhao Sheng.

There had been several occasions where Zhao Sheng could have easily taken their lives, but since they were in the Spirit Palace, he merely administered a slight punishment before letting them go.

Talking about sensitive places, the Spirit Palace is one among them, yet despite the huge commotion that just unfolded during the skirmish between the three individuals, not a single person came to check on the situation.

With a little thought, one could guess how much subterfuge lay behind this incident, and that someone must have deliberately set a trap.

Zhao Sheng harbored doubts, wondering what the purpose of the schemer was—to test his abilities? To undermine Ice King’s prestige? Or perhaps there is a deeper conspiracy?

As these thoughts crossed his mind, two Ice Women, panic-stricken, ran from the distant corridor towards him and fell to their knees trembling, begging for mercy, “Young Master, please forgive us, we were negligently asleep and failed to greet you when you exited your retreat. We deserve to die!”

“Get up!”

Zhao Sheng had no intention of venting his frustration on these people, and besides, these Ice Women were pitiable beings with no control over their actions.

“This might be a good opportunity,” he thought.

…

Dragon Head Island had been in the hands of the Alien Race for more than half a year. The most dangerous period had passed, and as the resistance forces were being gradually eliminated, the island’s situation became more stable by the day.

Over half a year, a new pattern had emerged on Dragon Head Island.

For the Evil Demons of the Outer Path, suppressed by the forces led by the Star God Palace of the Righteous Path, the Sea Demon Tide was a feast that came once every hundred years and was an excellent opportunity for raising a storm to increase their power.

Unlike the Sea Dominator Octopus with its brute and brainless dominance or the arrogant and condescending Dragon Serpent that disdained others, the Spirit Clan understood the principle that the enemy of one’s enemy could be a friend.

Therefore, they widely courted the Evil Demons of the Outer Path; they always opened doors for the Demon Cultivators during the Sea Demon Tide, and as long as none betrayed them, the Demon Cultivators could move without hindrance in the “Occupied Zone”.

This had been the case for thousands of years.

As a result, the Spirit Clan had a sterling reputation and an excellent image in the eyes of the Evil Demons of the Outer Path.

At this time, countless Evil Demons of the Outer Path Cultivators emerged from various hidden places in the Shattered Star Sea, hurrying to Dragon Head Island to participate in the once-per-century Demon Path grand event.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng, disguised, dressed in a hooded robe, appeared outside a temporary workshop set up jointly by the forces of the Demon Path.

The workshop was bluntly named Ten Thousand Immortals Square and was established by the three Nascent Soul-level Demon Sect forces: Shade Maiden Clan, Blood Demon Sect, and Ten Thousand Corpses Sect.

Apart from Ten Thousand Immortals Square like this, there were three other workshops on Dragon Head Island. Except for the largest Sea Spirit Square, which was under the control of the Spirit Clan, the remaining Ghost Market and Demon Cave were established by the Ghost and Demon factions, respectively.

Ten Thousand Immortals Square was directly built on the ruins of a coastal workshop, clearing the debris from the streets, leveling the broken buildings, and erecting a series of distinctive, colorful buildings along the street. The streets were bustling, with most people wearing hooded robes to conceal their identities.

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Of course, there were also some people from the Evil Demons of the Outer Path who were brazen enough to show their true faces and walk openly on the streets.

Those who chose to do so were often extremely powerful, with at least the cultivation of the middle to late stages of Foundation Establishment.

Beyond the palaces and towers were some simple but sturdy stone houses built with the technique of transforming mud into stone.

Most of these stone houses had flags, banners, and other signs erected at their doors, and those who visited them were mostly in the Qi Refining Realm, with few being of Foundation Establishment level.

On the outskirts of the workshop, large tents were erected, undulating and sprawling, with Demon Cultivators and Cultivators of Alien Races of various weird and strange shapes continuously coming in and out, making it quite lively.

And the Loose Cultivators of the lowest standing could only set up their trade outside the workshop, laying out a piece of Beast Skin to display an assortment of chaotic items such as Medicinal Herbs, Bones, Ores, Beast Skins, Talismans, Ancient Scrolls, and broken Magic Artifacts for sale.

Finding a bargain at these makeshift stalls was as difficult as reaching the heavens!

Outside the workshop, Zhao Sheng glanced over the bustling but disorderly Loose Cultivator market and stepped through.

He arrived at the entrance of Ten Thousand Immortals Square, paid an entrance fee of one Low-grade Spirit Stone, and walked into the square