Chapter 422: One-Hit Kill on the Guards, Delivering Medicine and Transmitting Sound

Clang!

Upon reaching the second level of the underground dungeon, the Holy Spirit no longer concealed its radiance, immediately emitting a dawn-like warmth that purified the miasma here and rapidly expanded and blanketed the deeper reaches.

Once this miasma was purified to a sufficient degree, it would be absorbed and digested by Du En.

His spirit body and his cultivation technique were still ravenously hungry, and because he had been continuously absorbing this purified Qi, he had rapidly advanced and promoted, nearing the threshold of a breakthrough.

Should one call this perfect timing?

Du En's eyes flashed, his expression quite grave.

Because within Anjing, the Dark God had put in a great deal of effort and had long been prepared, thoroughly isolating the infection and spread of the Fluorite Disease.

Because of this, he was naturally able to exert at least ninety percent of his strength, without having to divide his focus and struggle to resist the invasion of the world's miasma.

The reason it was only ninety percent was that in the Source Origin Star Realm, no matter where one was, there existed a situation where divine sense could not leave the body; clearly, Immortal Lord Buyi had some deeper, more unique arrangements, or perhaps the laws of this place limited it as such.

The Dark God could not remove it, or perhaps, did not want to? In any case, now that he had arrived at this dungeon filled with refined miasma, Du En could once again encounter this purified miasma and quickly reach that critical point of breakthrough.

He did not stop because of this, but continued to move forward.

The situation here did not allow for optimism.

Within those cells, those who had been infected with the Fluorite Disease and had mutated to a certain degree could not be cured by the kind of indirect, healing-inducing methods used in the Wood Domain.

Therefore, apart from a small number who could still barely show some effect and could first be wrapped in green plants to curb further deepening and spread while waiting for subsequent antidotes to save them, the other poor souls could only be destroyed along with the Fluorite Disease, ending their lives of being imprisoned here, tortured by the disease, and unable to extricate themselves.

This task was done quickly, without the slightest hesitation, so Du En's pace remained the same, without a moment's stagnation.

"Who?!"

"Audacious!"

From the dark depths ahead that the light had not yet covered, two urgent voices suddenly rang out, and an even greater might rushed toward him.

Clearly, the two Transformation Spirit guards who remained stationed here, responsible for watching Yun, had already sensed Du En's approach.

However.

I came in swaggering and used my Dao techniques wantonly, yet they only discovered me just now; sure enough, these Transformation Spirit stage cultivators who took shortcuts through controllable infection to force their growth were merely empty shells.

Feeling that he had once again encountered a disgrace to the Transformation Spirit stage, Du En shook his head slightly, and the next moment, he appeared before the two guards, gently pressing his hands onto their heads.

In the blink of an eye, before the vibration of their throats and vocal cords had even ceased, the movements the two had just begun suddenly stopped, the unleashed might shattered, cold sweat broke out instantly, and their pupils shook violently.

"Ex, Excellency, who exactly are you?!"

"Do you really intend to be an enemy of my King and my God?!"

With shouts in their mouths and redness in their eyes, the protection of the Dark God had already surged forth.

There was no hesitation at all, or rather, there was no need for them to hesitate or choose.

The power of the Dark God had already reacted spontaneously.

Otherwise, they would have been dead long ago; would Du En have left them time to talk nonsense?

Therefore, it was merely a pause.

After crushing that obstructive dark light, he pressed down and shattered their cranial divine palaces; the scouring of his magic power turned even their physical bodies and spirit bodies into nothingness.

Still a one-hit kill!

Dealing with this kind of Transformation Spirit early-stage cultivator who could only be called a weak genius was no different for Du En now than dealing with an ordinary Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

However, with this buffer, two small, reddish nascent spirits had already hurriedly escaped their divine palaces and physical bodies, driving light to flee into the void toward the rear, flashing a hundred feet in an instant, not daring to delay for even a moment.

Saying their nascent spirits were small was because they were only half a person's height; compared to a Nascent Soul, they were of course much larger, but compared to a normal nascent spirit, they were naturally as small as could be.

However, they actually knew how to perform nascent spirit detachment, and even understood nascent spirit escape techniques?

This was the first time Du En had seen this in this star realm; the opponents he had encountered before, although they varied in strength and some were quite tricky, had none of these methods, except for that Dust Puppet Tower Master who possessed the basic skills in this regard, just without the space to execute them.

Especially the apostles of the Holy Spirit; one by one, they were all biased toward body refinement, and he actually dared not be certain whether they even had proper nascent spirits in their bodies.

Du En could not help but be lost in thought, and thus left them a sliver of breathing room, letting them catch a glimpse of his specific appearance while they fled.

"Holy Spirit Hanging Lamp?!"

"The Last Apostle?!"

"Terrible! Quickly go and report to our King!"

"Damn it! Was this Yun's goal? To lure them into sneaking in!?"

"Damned traitor!"

"As long as we report in time, the great Crowned One will surely execute them!"

Hmm... these two, should one call them pious, or arrogant and stupid? Listening to this nascent spirit dialogue, Du En could only feel a faint, irrepressible speechlessness.

The gaze emanating from the Holy Spirit Hanging Lamp could not help but carry a flavor of "I actually treated them as worthy opponents before, how bizarre."

Because they were actually not devout fanatics; from Yun's projection and the tone and attitude they had just displayed, the Dark King was ranked even before the Dark God; clearly, these four guards before the King were all loyal subordinates of the Dark King.

In other words, they were just accustomed to being rampant.

At the same time, if the Dark God were truly that strong, it would not have been beaten by the Holy Spirit to the point of needing to release the Fluorite Disease to forcibly level the difference in strength.

It would not appear to be feigning depth now, looking as if it had other schemes, but if the opponent were truly confident, it would not casually allow two such extremely unstable factors to run around under its nose.

Therefore, the heartfelt words these two were revealing at this moment sounded incredibly stupid, causing even someone as calm as Du En to feel a small ripple of emotion.

Then, he raised his hand and grabbed.

Nascent spirits driving light to flee into the void?

Ridiculous.

With that bit of spatial attainment that was only slightly higher than the Nascent Soul stage, where else could they flee? As the two nascent spirits flickered, they only saw a blur before their eyes, and then they each collided into a hand.

Du En's hand.

Then he crushed them.

With another casual flick, there was not a trace left.

"Quick, quick, quick, Yun is right ahead!"

Having finished off these two early-stage Spirit Severing guards, the Holy Spirit had already pinpointed Yun's exact location; her radiance spread and permeated the area a step ahead, and with another flicker, she was already in place.

Du En also walked through the air, arriving in an instant.

The underground prison, third level.

Here, the ceiling was several zhang higher, and cages and chains of varying sizes appeared to flicker in the ominous purple light, like vicious monsters lurking and dormant in the dark.

It was not until the Holy Spirit's radiance arrived that these omens and shadows were thoroughly crushed.

Clusters of fluorite crystals grew wantonly, deformed monsters were sealed within them, and strange instruments were scattered everywhere. Under the radiance, these things saw the light of day once more.

A testing ground? Du En surveyed the whole scene and couldn't help but think this.

Then, his gaze locked onto the center.

Yun was curled up, clutching her head in the only empty space; fluorite scales had already grown on her body, jagged and with ferocious edges. Her originally fair skin was now covered in purple veins, accompanied by strange throbbing, as if every part of her had a mind of its own, wanting to swell, twist, and grow.

She was very ill; the Holy Spirit hung a lamp above her, her radiance spreading to suppress the condition, looking somewhat anxious, as if she were about to pace in circles.

"How long ago did the Dark God start researching the Fluorite Disease?!"

Facing this place and this scene, anger—or rather, extreme loathing—was mixed into her words.

The Holy Spirit would naturally learn from her lessons; in fact, when she had rescued the unconscious Jin back then, she had already sensed that the Dark God was secretly plotting something.

Therefore, during the first Great War of Light and Dark, she had naturally prepared herself, and her methods of blessing and protection were unleashed with rare abandon.

However, the pure light she emitted, while capable of curbing and purging the Fluorite Disease, had a clear upper limit because she did not understand its roots.

This led to the rapid fall of the Holy Kingdom after the world's pathological changes.

Although the Apostles were stronger and more patient, they were always operating in infected zones, going through fire and water to try to stop the spread and do their best to maintain the various parts of the kingdom; thus, after assisting the Holy Spirit in establishing Spirit Spring Village, they all succumbed to the disease and madness due to exceeding their limits.

And now, although the Holy Spirit had also tried to research methods to counter the Fluorite Disease, it was clear that there was not enough time, and she could only increase the degree of purification and protection.

Yun naturally had this protection on her.

But it was very clear that in this high-concentration area—a veritable crystal cave, a den of Fluorite Disease—her protection had not prevented Yun from becoming infected.

Of course, that is not to say it had no effect; rather, the effect was significant!

Yun currently appeared to be deeply ill, but in reality, the state of her physical origin was not that dire; at most, she was in the first stage of the disease and could still maintain a slender human form.

—It was precisely because a cluster of light had retracted to her origin that she had held out against the infection of the Fluorite Disease.

And then, held on until their arrival.

The Holy Spirit's seemingly helpless performance was actually her communicating and connecting to the other side.

Du En was not idle either; he unleashed his True Flame, and the crimson-gold phoenix fire began to burn the diseased fluorite crystals, as well as the living or dead infected ones sealed within, reducing the concentration of the disease source here and providing a corresponding firelight.

With the help of this firelight, the Holy Spirit successfully connected to the other side very quickly.

A somewhat blurry projection appeared in the air.

The person on the other side was undoubtedly Jin, the physician who was currently treating patients everywhere.

"... Fortunately, the situation is not too terrible; as long as she takes the antidote, she can be curbed and recover."

Jin had been prepared; he gazed silently at his younger sister and made a quick judgment. Although his voice still sounded cold and flat, one could hear a sense of relief.

"Put the antidote into the ring."

The Holy Spirit did not waste words, trying her best to hold her strength.

Teleporting under the Dark God's nose—although he did not seem to want to stop it, nor did he seem capable of it—the various protective powers he had bestowed casually in the past formed interference sources of varying sizes.

Especially near the city walls of the Dark Capital, where much had been forcefully infused; even now, after the puppet army had attacked for so long, they had only managed to collapse a few sections.

This made the Holy Spirit appear very strained.

After all, it was not good to use her trump card of remaining strength right now; if she could manage it by just holding her breath, then she would just hold it. Although it might seem unrefined, that was not within her range of concern.

The teleportation was actually very smooth.

A medicinal pill came through.

Its outer shell seemed stained with gray, giving one a hazy feeling, yet it faintly hid a sacred clarity, along with touches of brilliance or coldness.

The materials used were all quite extraordinary; in addition to three rare items, there were other precious and rare spiritual objects, which could be said to have emptied the Holy Kingdom's inventory.

Moreover.

A very brilliant alchemy technique.

Du En thought this while continuing to burn.

Although it was always called an "antidote," making it sound like a common quack remedy, it was actually a very orthodox and brilliant form of alchemy and medicine-making, far superior to his own hard-pressed efforts using the alchemy vessel restrictions of the Red Tip Pot.

In other words, Jin could actually be called an Alchemist, a Grandmaster of Alchemy.

And with the Holy Spirit helping to dissolve the medicinal power, Yun's situation was clearly nothing to worry about; she might even turn a misfortune into a blessing this time, and in just a few years, she could break through to the mid-stage of Spirit Severing, and even her talent would take a few steps toward becoming a top-tier genius.

After all, Jin's antidote did not completely remove the Fluorite Disease, but rather, after removing a portion, it suppressed and interfered with the rest, while assisting her own physical origin to devour the remaining diseased mutations, thereby achieving significant strengthening.

This was also thanks to Jiang Ying; without her sacrificing herself to test the medicine, Jin could not have obtained the best universal formula in such a short time.

Of course, Du En also noticed that Jin actually had some selfish motives; the antidote prepared for Yun was the kind that was very well-stocked and specially formulated.

After all, the three most important rare items among them were very limited in number, and when spread out, they were very scarce; the efficacy of this "misfortune into a blessing" would certainly be very poor.

However, this was human nature, and no one would care about it now.

Just as Yun's condition was rapidly improving, the antidote was successfully taking effect, and this projection connection was about to end, Jin suddenly raised his head slightly, his gaze looking toward Du En's side.

"Du En..."

He actually attempted to transmit his voice across the distance; it was not a divine sense transmission, but a high-level voice-transmission spell.

Because of the great distance and the unstable channel, he adjusted it, and only then did it become clear.

"You have already gone to the Dark Kingdom; in this Dark Capital hub, you must have already witnessed the madness here."

Madness, is it?

Apart from the Blood Lotus Sect vanguard, which was very close to Jin's previous description, to tell the truth, the other people of the Dark Kingdom, whether they were the city garrison or the nobles and aristocrats, actually all seemed very normal.

The soldiers were dutifully guarding their homes and defending their country.

The dukes and nobles are filthy, extravagant, and degenerate.

These are all perfectly normal circumstances.

However, the army, which fears no death and protects the home and country, previously slaughtered every infected citizen, to the point of piling corpses and diseased bones around the perimeter of Dark Capital, forming a horrifying wasteland, and even specifically decapitated them to build small hills to block the gates, causing their deep-seated resentment to be difficult to dissipate.

And those dukes and nobles, under the very eyes of the Dark God, engage in all sorts of misconduct and wanton indulgence, with faint thoughts of blasphemy; clearly, that deity has shown "love for the people" in many details, yet they turn a blind eye, continuing to play music and continue to dance.

Therefore, although the Dark Kingdom indeed looks very normal here, there is a madness that has long been carved into their bones! "It seems you agree with my statement; heh, it seems you are not as naive as I was back then."

The voice transmitted over began to fluctuate significantly, and a faint, imperceptible glimmer of emotion leaked into their eyes.

Like an iceberg emerging from the water.

(End of this chapter)