Chapter 182: Law-Breaking Poison (Renamed)

"Left."

Jiang Ding, crawling underground and drilling deep into the sand dune, sighed.

For some unknown reason, he could clearly sense that this Foundation Establishment genius carried the aura of 'intent', yet couldn't discover him.

It might be that the sword intent tier was higher, or it might be that the place was full of nuclear bomb radiation aura, affecting his spiritual sense scanning.

"If the highest commander of an army group were here, with locking and aiming, a tactical nuclear weapon could destroy him."

Jiang Ding coughed, covering his mouth.

Opening his palm, a handful of bright red blood, some parts had turned into brown lumps.

"High temperature, shock wave, radiation..."

Jiang Ding looked inside at his own fragmented body, sighed, and said in the Army Group communication channel: "Are there any good healing martial arts techniques to recommend? Something like the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, Seven-Day Must-Die Divine Technique, etc."

Ordinary ones were of no use.

"Great Sun Sword Child? You guy actually didn't die!"

"Martial arts techniques... don't know much about this, can you use immortal cultivation techniques?"

"I am willing to call you the immortal cockroach!"

A burst of cheers came from the army group channel, along with various messy complaints.

"Shut up, all of you, find it for him properly!"

Jin Lingfeng, the temporary General of the Northern Group Army and member of the Frontline Committee, scolded, quickly searching the library with spiritual sense, and others also stopped joking, starting similar work.

"'Three-Day Must-Die Technique', this one is good; according to the introduction above, most injuries should be curable."

"'Spirit-Locking Technique'..."

"'Shadow-Body Transformation Technique'..."

Soon, several techniques were recommended, all of which were techniques with good effects, simple cultivation, and huge sequelae.

"'Shadow-Body Transformation Technique' it is."

Jiang Ding flipped through it once, confirming the technique.

Its principle was roughly to cultivate a strand of 'Heavenly Demon Qi' in martial arts, and then use this strand of Heavenly Demon Qi to devour meridians, flesh and blood, and dantian, to repair one's own injuries and fight across levels.

The final result was death as a pool of blood after five days, leaving only a human skin and white bones, also known as the shadow puppet frame.

Difficulty: famous figures in the Jianghu should be able to cultivate it proficiently in a few months.

Jiang Ding flipped through it three times, memorized it, constantly deduced and understood it in his mind; soon, a pitch-black pattern appeared at the dantian, rapidly expanding to all parts of the body's meridians, flesh and blood sizzling, melting bit by bit.

But at the same time, a huge essence Qi surged from all parts of the body, the pale complexion rapidly became rosy, and the whole person looked energetic.

"Radiation poison still hasn't been eliminated, even though I was thirty kilometers away from the nuclear explosion from beginning to end... should be able to live for four and a half days, sigh."

Jiang Ding sighed: "If it weren't for the simulation battlefield, the future Jiang Ding Heavenly Monarch would have fallen."

Several hours later, the roar of tank engines came from afar, and Jin Lingfeng entered the thirty-kilometer range.

"My injuries have improved, and I can still live for four and a half days."

Jiang Ding drilled out from the sand, silently entering the forward reconnaissance position of the two army groups.

"Four and a half days? Time is very tight."

Jin Lingfeng, with silver hair and cute and naive looks, was stunned for a moment, then said solemnly: "Set off immediately, the most central place of the Western Desert, Jade Wave Lake!"

"As long as the thirty-six core Profound Martial boundary-setting pillars are destroyed, the Profound Martial Heaven Palace's interface formation will be reduced and weakened, the probability of the Immortal Sect appearing in the 13th minor realm will increase significantly!"

The army groups in the north and south truly gathered together, forty-plus thousand troops marched majestically, and nearly one hundred thousand cannons and radars were constantly scanning.

The iron torrent covered the earth, and flat and wide roads were generated rapidly from nothing.

Marching for three consecutive days, crossing thousands of kilometers of vast yellow sand.

"Separated by four hundred to one thousand kilometers from the other two army groups, it is expected that the gathering will be completed in at most twenty-four hours."

"Also, strengthen the alert."

An Siyan's solemn voice sounded in the army group channel: "It's been too calm along the way; the Profound Martial Heaven Palace is extremely strict in hierarchy, and if the Four Extremes Boundary-Setting Formation is lost, it's possible that all these Foundation Establishment cultivators will be executed; they shouldn't be doing nothing."

"This makes me a bit uneasy."

"Understood."

In fact,

Not just her, including Jiang Ding, almost everyone had the same feeling.

"Great Sun Sword Pavilion Sword Child..."

"Top-tier sword intent..."

"Xia Wenren, are you sure your spiritual sense hasn't hallucinated? The Great Sun Sword Pavilion was destroyed three thousand years ago!"

In a certain yellow sand underground over two hundred kilometers away, a quasi-Tier 3 concealment defense formation was set up, deep underground for dozens of meters, and five people were whispering.

One of them was the big-eared youth who had attacked the Eastern Group Army with runic golden spears many times!

"I have already transmitted what my spiritual sense sensed to you."

The big-eared youth's voice was cold: "The death of that dwarf is also related to the Great Sun Sword Child; I have already told him, with the Great Sun Sword Child here, if the life-blood magic treasure is lost, it's lost; he didn't believe it himself, and dying is his own fault."

"This is a life-blood magic treasure; the Dao path being cut off is very likely, how could it be so easy to think it through."

A one-eyed girl shook her head, and faint mysterious runes could be seen flickering between her pupils.

The gazes of others toward her were all full of fear.

True disciple of the Void Heaven Palace, one of the upper nine palaces of the seventy-two palaces of the Profound Martial Heaven Palace, rumored to inherit the Void Heaven Palace's Void-Piercing Divine Light, rumored to be able to overcome all five elements in the world, nothing cannot be broken.

After another few decades of polishing, he is expected to become a Profound Martial candidate Daoist child.

"Since even the dwarf child is dead, it seems it is indeed true."

Others showed killing intent: "The five true disciples made a vow of the Great Dao, whoever can kill this extremely abnormal Great Sun Sword Child will be rewarded with five Golden Core-Forming Pills, two of which will be given to the direct killer, and the remaining three will be auctioned by all participants in the attack, and the spirit stones obtained will be shared equally among all participants in the attack!"

Five Golden Core-Forming Pills!

This was enough to buy the lives of I don't know how many peak Foundation Establishment cultivators!

Moreover, a spiritual sense scan clearly told them that this was a mortal at the Primordial realm!

"Kill!"

In an instant, at least twenty Foundation Establishment cultivators attacked simultaneously, flying swords, flying knives, large seals, etc., magic treasures carrying powerful Foundation Establishment spell fluctuations flew toward here.

Those who didn't attack were just because they hadn't entered the attack range yet!

"Soul-Splitting!"

"Small Bewitchment Technique!"

"..."

Almost instinctively, after scanning the clear spiritual sense fluctuations of a Primordial mortal, these Foundation Establishment cultivators with rich combat experience used soul attack spells, even if they were not very proficient in this aspect.

Great Sun Sword Child, no matter how strong his strength is, he is still a mortal; his spiritual sense can't be that strong, right?

Clang!

In the clear sword sound, high above the endless sky, ancient trees rose from the ground, piercing into the firmament, branches and leaves falling with countless sword Qi, tree shade visions spreading for several kilometers, metallic luster circulating, eternal, immortal.

"Ah!"

All the Foundation Establishment cultivators who issued soul attacks screamed; their spiritual sense was like stabbing into a sharp and scorching azure sun, instantly stirred to pieces and burned to ashes.

Swish swish swish!

Over ten thousand armor-piercing cruise shells cruising in the sky fell, crushing all flying magic treasures and spell attacks, and tearing the twenty-plus Foundation Establishment cultivators to pieces.

"Soul attack..."

Jiang Ding's expression was calm.

With the Taiqing flying sword and sword intent as protection, spiritual sense below the Golden Core level was difficult to cause him harm.

The surroundings were silent.

All Foundation Establishment cultivators desperately hid their killing intent, disappearing into the sword intent sensing range again.

"All directions! Howitzers, reconnaissance shelling!"