Chapter 207

A middle-aged man dressed in the attire of a Changsheng Sword Sect Elder appeared on the deck, with a black long sword slung at his waist.

Although he only released the aura of a mid-stage True God, the feeling he gave was no less than that of Qingmu Laoren, who was at the True God peak.

This is the gap between an Immortal Sect and a rogue cultivator, sufficient to span a small realm, and there were even more for prodigy-level sect members.

As for the gap between a Sacred Land and an ordinary Immortal Sect, it was even greater. Within an Immortal Sect, only a few super prodigies like Hua Jun Lan had the possibility of catching up to the Saint Child-level figures within a Sacred Land.

True God Tengguang's expression changed slightly as he looked at this person who appeared: Long Can!

The Changsheng Sword Sect was one of the strongest Immortal Sect-level forces in the Eastern Region, with more than one True Immortal within the sect, and they were only one End Realm Saint Lord away from taking a step further and becoming the seventh Sacred Land of the Eastern Region.

And among the Changsheng Sword Sect, the person with the most hope of stepping into the End Realm Saint Lord realm, besides Hua Jun Lan's father, was the ancestor of the family where this person belonged—the Supreme Elder of the Changsheng Sword Sect, known as the Life-Death Jianzu! Moreover, this person himself was a ruthless man who had once slaughtered ten thousand miles in the Northern Border of the Eastern Region, earning the title of the Death-Invoking Sword; he was decisive in killing and possessed extraordinary combat power!

He could not help but swallow his saliva. Hua Jun Lan's guardian was this person; it seemed this legacy would not be so easy to take.

"There seem to be remnants of the Immortal Dao divine thunder over there; let's go over after a while." Long Can spoke.

Although the specific power of this Immortal Tribulation could not be sensed due to the obstruction of the Heavenly Dao, the scale of it meant the power was definitely no less than a full-strength strike from an ordinary Middle-stage True Immortal.

In his view, this person undergoing the tribulation was indeed very powerful, but they were likely already dead, and there was no need to take the risk of enduring the residual might of the Immortal Thunder to go over.

Hua Jun Lan shook her head and transmitted her voice to Long Can, "Uncle Long, it is impossible for the few True God peaks in the Myriad Islands Sea Area to trigger such an Immortal Tribulation.

Let alone them, even if you were at the True God peak, I am afraid you could not do this, right?

In Jun Lan's opinion, this person is perhaps a former Saint Child-level figure from some Sacred Land undergoing the tribulation, and in all likelihood, they have life-saving items bestowed by the Sacred Land; they should not be dead yet.

At present, we and the Xingluo Immortal Sect are on the verge of war; if we obtain this person's help, it could also alleviate some pressure for Father and the Jianzu."

Long Can pondered for a moment, "I will take you over; Yao Yao doesn't need to come, she is too weak."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yao pouted, but she did not dare to talk back to this person; after all, he was her own uncle-in-law.

Black and white sword light danced, carrying the two of them away; Qingmu Laoren and True God Tengguang hesitated for a moment before following as well.

Before long, the few of them arrived at the center of the Immortal Tribulation; the seawater still presented a faint golden color, with the lingering charm of the Immortal Dao thunder flowing within it.

If an ordinary Divine Martial Artist fell into the seawater, it would likely be difficult for them to float back up.

They looked toward the center, where a figure in white was already unconscious, floating face up on the sea surface.

They looked very young, only their clothes were tattered, appearing somewhat disheveled.

But no one dared to underestimate them, because this person still had signs of life, and that kind of life force full of vigorous vitality clearly showed that this was a genuine young person, not some old monster.

Saint Child-level! Definitely a Saint Child-level figure!

Hua Jun Lan lifted her hand and unleashed a green light; this was a life-saving item her father had entrusted to her.

As the green light entered the body, Qin Jiang's life aura clearly strengthened somewhat, but it was still not considered stable.

True God Tengguang looked at Qin Jiang's finger, where a bronze ring was emitting a special life aura.

This life force was extremely special and had an indescribable attraction to his plant life force. "Saintess Hua, why not let this little god try? This little god has quite some attainments in the path of life; perhaps I can save them."

Hua Jun Lan looked at him, pondered for a moment, and nodded slightly, "I will trouble the True God."

"Saintess is too polite." True God Tengguang chuckled, walked directly to Qin Jiang's side, and held his wrist to inject pure life force.

But after only a breath of time, his expression changed slightly, because he felt that Qin Jiang's body was like a bottomless pit; the life force he injected was simply insignificant! But this, this True God, why would they be strong to this extent?! Just as he was about to withdraw his hand and take the opportunity to quietly swipe the ring on Qin Jiang's hand, he suddenly felt a suction force coming from within Qin Jiang's body, wantonly extracting his life force.

His hair was losing its luster to the naked eye, slowly turning gray.

"Attack quickly! I'm being sucked in!" he shouted.

Long Can, the Death-Invoking Sword, also sensed that something was wrong and, quick as a flash, directly acted to sever True God Tengguang's wrist.

True God Tengguang let out a cry of pain, flipped over, and fled directly, landing behind the crowd panting, appearing panicked.

But in reality, his heart was not panicked at all; instead, he was somewhat secretly delighted. Although he had lost a hand and needed to expend some life force to recover, he had swiped the ring on Qin Jiang's hand!

A bronze ring was firmly held in his palm, and he was driving his divine power to refine it.

Hua Jun Lan's brows furrowed as she looked at the unconscious Qin Jiang before her, hesitating whether to bring him onto the ship.

Being able to threaten a mid-stage True God while in an unconscious state somewhat exceeded the scope of a Saint Child-level figure, and she was not sure if the other party had malicious intent.

Just as she was pondering, a terrified scream suddenly came from behind her.

The crowd looked back, their pupils shrinking sharply, and their breathing involuntarily stifled.

They saw True God Tengguang's body rapidly expanding—no, not expanding, but mutating! At this moment, True God Tengguang's life force was extremely vigorous, so vigorous that his body had already begun to proliferate in a disorderly manner. In the blink of an eye, he had become a tumor, and new tumors were still proliferating on the tumor, dense and extremely disgusting.

Hua Jun Lan involuntarily retreated, and Long Can protected her behind him, his palm pressing onto the hilt of his black sword, ready to strike at any time.

Clusters of seaweed-like plants spread from beneath True God Tengguang, constantly trembling and waving as if they had their own life consciousness.

"Save, save me, save me!" True God Tengguang's head was submerged by the tumors, and only a blurred voice came out.

He could no longer control his body, and even his thinking was intermittent, as if his own brains had gained self-awareness.

Qingmu Laoren looked at the constantly proliferating ball of flesh and hesitated for a moment, but still intended to act; after all, although there were struggles among the Thirteen Gods of the Myriad Islands, it was precisely because of the existence of the Thirteen Gods that the Myriad Islands Sea Area had not been tainted by outsiders.

Green light gathered in his hand, but before he could act, he heard a muffled sound from True God Tengguang's position, and True God Tengguang's aura subsequently disappeared.

The next moment, a greenish-brown plant rose from the ground using True God Tengguang as a foundation, growing hundreds of meters high.

This was a type of plant similar to seaweed roots, extremely common in the shallow water areas of the Myriad Islands Sea Area.

The crowd stared blankly at this scene, their eyes carrying a hint of terror; this was a natural fear of unknown things that could not be understood.

"Click, click, click."

A series of sounds of chelae tapping on hard objects came from within this mutated plant, and a translucent black-blue scorpion slowly crawled out, its two chelae clamping a bronze ring.

(End of chapter)