Chapter 930

Outside the tent it was extremely lively, but each disciple didn't waste time; they all left after finishing their meal.

Zhao Zhengping gulped down five bowls of soup, grabbed a chicken leg, and returned to the battlefield again.

As for Xu Jie, by the time he hurried back, Nangong Qing had already been beaten terribly by those two Undying Race inner disciples.

Even though he is a senior disciple of the Cloud Gauze Holy Land, facing two Undying Race inner disciples at once still puts considerable pressure on him.

If not relying on his own formidable combat power, he probably couldn't have held out until now.

"Senior brother, I'm back."

Just as Nangong Qing was gritting his teeth in anger, Xu Jie finally hurried over.

Seeing Xu Jie, Nangong Qing instantly flew into a rage.

"You damn well know how to come back, you know I'm fighting two against one.............. wait, this guy is holding a chicken leg, so just now.............."

Nangong Qing is also someone who has eaten Ye Zhangqing's food; just now he also didn't catch on for a moment.

At this moment, seeing Xu Jie holding a big chicken leg, he suddenly thought, "Could this be Brother Changqing's cooking?"

No wonder that guy ran so fast just now.

Thinking this through, Nangong Qing didn't hesitate, directly flashed behind Xu Jie, threw out a line, and ran off without looking back.

"Switch with me, junior disciple, hold the line for a moment."

"Huh???"

This actually confused Xu Jie: "Switch what? I'm supposed to cover for an idiot."

"Wait a minute, senior brother, where are you going?"

"I'm just going to drink soup, where are you going?" But Nangong Qing's answer directly left Xu Jie stunned.

"I'll also go have a sip of soup."

"Huh??? You're also going to have a sip of soup? Damn, how do you know?"

Xu Jie never expected that Nangong Qing also knew about the soup; he isn't even a disciple of the Cloud Gauze Holy Land, is he?

But they didn't give him time to think; the two Undying Race inner disciples had already attacked.

Two against one, they naturally wouldn't miss this chance, taking the opportunity to first kill one.

Now the tables have turned; Xu Jie was instantly suppressed tightly by those two Undying Race inner disciples.

As for Nangong Qing, he was happily drinking hot soup.

Just the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi nearby, seeing a strange thing suddenly appear, all had weird expressions.

"What, why are people from the Cloud Gauze Holy Land running over here to drink soup?"

"Brother Changqing, you're not being considerate; you didn't even say hello beforehand."

"By the way, what's this chicken leg for?"

"Oh? It can detoxify? Great, quick, give me a few too."

While drinking soup, Nangong Qing gazed with shining eyes at the big basket full of chicken legs, their color and aroma tempting; just looking made one drool involuntarily.

Seeing this, Ye Zhangqing didn't hesitate and likewise gave Nangong Qing ten.

At this point, if his spiritual food could help the human race win, Ye Zhangqing naturally wouldn't be stingy.

Moreover, he wouldn't care whether they were disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi.

Right now everyone only has one identity: that of the human race, with no distinctions.

If at this time they still engage in scheming against each other, that would truly be self-destruction.

As for the surrounding disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi, they also didn't say much; everyone's thoughts were the same.

Having eaten and drunk his fill, Nangong Qing returned to the battlefield; seeing Nangong Qing come back, Xu Jie almost cried out in excitement.

"Finally you're back; if you don't come back I'll die."

With Ye Zhangqing's return, the situation of Dao Yi Shengdi underwent a great change—not just ordinary disciples, but even Yun Xiantai and Yu Mo, those great emperor ancestors.

They were fighting and then disappeared; when they returned later, they mysteriously recovered to their peak condition.

At first it was only Dao Yi Shengdi like this, but such a big commotion naturally couldn't escape everyone's notice.

Out of curiosity, the Cloud Gauze Holy Land and Jade Pool Holy Land quickly also discovered the big tent at the city gate.

Regarding this, Ye Zhangqing didn't hide anything, and simply explained the efficacy of the meat soup and chicken legs to everyone.

After personally tasting it, the disciples of both holy lands were astonished.

"Damn, this effect is simply heaven-defying; moreover, with such a good thing, why didn't anyone mention it beforehand?"

Not having time to think further, in an instant the people of the Three Holy Lands rushed to grab them.

"Junior disciple, hold the line for me while I go get a sip of soup."

A disciple of the Jade Pool Holy Land said to a nearby Cloud Gauze Holy Land disciple; upon hearing it, they didn't wait for that Cloud Gauze disciple to reply and just slipped away.

Helplessly facing two opponents, the Cloud Gauze Holy Land disciple could only shout loudly.

"Senior sister, please come back quickly."

Gradually, over the entire battlefield, each person of the human race's Three Holy Lands held a chicken leg.

Moreover, damn, these people seemed impossible to kill.

Although their injuries were not light, they mysteriously disappeared for a moment; when they returned, not only had their injuries largely healed, but they also seemed to feel no pain at all.

"What on earth is going on with these humans?"

Facing this scene, the Undying Race were all completely bewildered, unable to understand what had happened.

"They mysteriously vanished, yet each held a big chicken leg—what are you humans trying to do?"

"And why is our poison useless now?"

The Blood Refining Holy Land and the Undying Holy Land suffer the most; their poison techniques are completely useless.

At first it was just Dao Yi Shengdi being like that, which was tolerable, but now even the Cloud Gauze Holy Land and Jade Pool Holy Land completely don't fear their poison—what's the point of fighting them at all?

"Looks like we can only rely on the Withered Ghost Holy Land's Undying Rejuvenation Technique."

"An Inner Disciple of the Undying Holy Land sighed helplessly; it had already exhausted all means, but it was utterly useless—the opponent hadn't suffered the slightest damage."

"Upon hearing those words, an Inner Disciple of the Withered Ghost Holy Land not far away shouted angrily."

"Rely on that? I can't even hold it myself!"

"Huh??? You Withered Ghost Holy Land don't have poison techniques either."

"Can't hold out anymore."

"The disciples of the Withered Ghost Holy Land all say they can't hold out anymore—this is utterly absurd."

"Isn't your Undying Rejuvenation Technique supposed to be the strongest recovery art in the world?"

"Even the disciples of the Withered Bone Holy Land are bewildered; they are clearly facing disciples of the Cloud Lotus Holy Land and the Jade Pool Holy Land, and they haven't used any medicinal powder either."

"At first I secretly rejoiced, thinking I could wear you down, but as the fight went on, these disciples of the Withered Ghost Holy Land began to feel something was off."

"No, we cultivate the Undying Rejuvenation Technique—why do we feel we can't even withstand the Human Race opposite us?"

"After successive fierce battles, even the disciples of the Withered Ghost Holy Land who possess the Undying Rejuvenation Technique are already feeling strained."

"But looking at the Human Race side, one or two of them are still vigorous and lively, just as they were when the fight first began."

"What's wrong with these Human Race folks? They're all pumped up like they've been injected with chicken blood!"

"We can't even hold out—what's the point of fighting?"

"The disciples of the Withered Ghost Holy Land obviously don't realize that the Human Race indeed can't withstand them, but we have soup—it's just a matter of a bowl of soup."