Chapter 234: – Ugly

All weapons were completely broken and shattered.

All Sensing Profound Realm cultivators had exhausted their magical power.

All Chonglou Realm cultivators had exhausted their magical power.

Those Foundation Establishment cultivators, after punching and kicking Wu Tie two or three times, had broken legs and fractured fists, yet they retreated grinning despite the pain.

To them, landing a few punches and kicks to earn dozens of gold coins was already a huge fortune.

As for minor flesh wounds, what are they to these low-level cultivators?

The Foundation Establishment cultivators with broken limbs retreated smiling, gathering in the distance and looking over here eagerly.

The exhausted Sensing Profound Realm cultivators glanced painfully at their own shattered weapons, shook their heads, suppressed smiles, and withdrew seven or eight li away, standing together with the Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Hundreds of Chonglou Realm cultivators looked at each other; having exhausted their power, they gazed at Wu Tie, whose flesh was unharmed, let out a heavy sigh, then slightly curled their mouths and stepped back to stand behind a dozen Life Pool Realm cultivators.

A dozen Life Pool Realm cultivators stared blankly at Wu Tie.

Wu Tie brushed off the weapon fragments on his body, took out a clean set of clothes to change into, shook his head at them and sighed.

"If I weren't afraid of accidentally injuring your innocent subordinates in a fight, I wouldn't be this polite."

Shaking his head, Wu Tie brushed off his hands and walked away with nonchalant ease.

Lao Tie stood beside the White Tiger Rift, giving a grin to the dozen clueless Life Pool Realm experts: "A bunch of dumb birds, huh? Do you know what 'dumb bird' means? Hey, have you ever seen a bird?"

The old man who had just been riding the wind suddenly screamed hoarsely: "You bunch of trash! All trash… worthless, completely worthless… You haven't even scratched a hair on him, yet you still have the nerve to ask for gold coins?"

The other Life Pool Realm experts suddenly realized, all turning around to unleash a torrent of curses at their own subordinates.

Hundreds of Chonglou Realm, two to three thousand Sensing Profound Realm, and over ten thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators stared blankly at their own leaders.

Their faces darkened; was the promise of their own leaders just let go like a wisp of foul air?

The low-level Sensing Profound and Foundation Establishment cultivators dared not speak, but the faces of the hundreds of Chonglou Realm cultivators were grim; each had at least taken turns hacking Wu Tie hundreds of times—that's thousands of gold coins!

Thousands of gold coins… that's not a small sum for them either—are they just going to write it off?

"What? Why are you looking at me like that? Do you still want to rebel?" the middle-aged man who had just set fire, leaving his companions scorched and disheveled, shouted: "You're all useless; not settling scores with you is already generous—how dare you stare at me like that?"

A dozen Life Pool Realm cultivators released a massive aura, instantly frightening the subordinates into cowering; no one dared to lift their heads and look at them again.

Wu Tie suddenly turned around and angrily shouted: "With such grandeur, why don't you spar with me? Let's move farther away to fight, so we don't accidentally hurt your subordinates—okay?"

The faces of the dozen Life Pool Realm experts shifted slightly; they glanced at each other, and the old Life Pool Realm cultivator who had just drawn his golden curved blade let out a long whistle, his hands flickering as the blade turned into a golden moon disc that silently sliced down onto Wu Tie's head.

This golden curved blade is of superb quality, obviously an ancient divine weapon.

Wu Tie's scalp was torn by the blade's strike, blood streaming down his cheeks, but when the blade's edge slammed hard into his skull, there was a crisp crack—his skull remained unharmed, while the blade's edge chipped with several grain‑sized nicks.

Wu Tie suddenly raised both hands, his fingers emitting a dim light, trembling rapidly as the flesh on his fingers tore open to reveal deep‑glowing phalanges, then he struck the blade heavily.

"Ding~~~!"

An extremely prolonged impact sound— in an instant Wu Tie's fingers and the golden curved blade collided hundreds of thousands of times; the dense impacts merged into a long resonant hum, the blade shattered explosively, and streams of light visible only to Wu Tie's eyes screamed out, swiftly entering his fingers.

Wu Tie's bones throughout his body quickly heated up; his fingers split open, flesh bursting, spraying hot blood everywhere.

Wu Tie drew a deep breath; a supple suction emanated from his finger bones, drawing the scattered blood back into his palm. Threads of heat released from his bones quickly merged with the torn flesh of his palm, and the wound began to heal at a visible speed.

"Who else?" The blood flowing from his face swiftly retracted to the wound on his forehead; aside from a few dried scabs, all the flowing blood returned to the injury, the half‑foot‑long wound healed quickly, leaving no trace.

A dozen Life Pool Realm experts stared at Wu Tie, mouths agape.

The old man who had unleashed the blade swayed, gritting his teeth hard, suppressing the urge to spit blood.

After holding back for three full breaths, the old man's cheeks bulged, a large amount of blood poured from the gaps in his lips, then poured continuously from his ears, nostrils, and eye corners.

With a "wah," the old man vomited a mouthful of blood and then collapsed backward.

A dozen Chonglou Realm cultivators rushed over, frantically supporting the old man; they looked at him with complex expressions, then at Wu Tie, then at the metallic dust continually falling before Wu Tie, each letting out a heavy sigh as they escorted the old man away.

The remaining dozen Life Pool Realm cultivators likewise exchanged a complex glance.

Suddenly, an old man and a middle‑aged man attacked at once—the old man released a sheet of azure cold light, the middle‑aged man a black gale; the azure light and black wind swirled around the severely injured old man and the dozen Chonglou Realm cultivators, instantly annihilating them, leaving not a trace.

"Congratulations to you two—Splitting Mountain City is now in your pockets." The other Life Pool Realm cultivators smiled and bowed to the old man and the middle‑aged man.

The two gave a hollow nod, eyes flickering, and simultaneously glanced warily at each other.

Wu Tie sighed at once.

Such ugly human nature.

It is obvious that the old man who wielded the blade is the master of Splitting Mountain City, and likely the sole Life Pool Realm cultivator in the city.

The golden curved blade is his natal divine weapon, and as an ancient divine artifact, he surely nourished it with his soul.

The golden curved blade was shattered by Wu Tie's blow; the old man's soul suffered severe trauma. He tried to appear unfazed before everyone, but the injury was too grave, and he eventually collapsed.

That old man and middle‑aged man were probably neighbors of his in Splitting Mountain City.

The two hesitated not, directly killing him and, along with those dozen Chonglou Realm cultivators—likely the city's core forces.

Thus, Splitting Mountain City became a prize within easy reach for the two.

"Heh, heh!" the old man and middle‑aged man bowed to the other Life Pool Realm experts, then turned and left without a word.

Wu Tie is too troublesome to deal with; rather than contest the reward promised by the Guardian General's Office, it's better to seize the benefits of Splitting Mountain City. Dividing the city between them would also yield considerable gains—these are real, tangible benefits.

Over a hundred Chonglou Realm cultivators, several hundred Sensing Profound Realm, and more than a thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators quickly followed the two away.

Many of those Foundation Establishment cultivators had broken limbs; they supported each other as they walked, and their speed was actually not slow at all.

Wu Tie coldly regarded the remaining cultivators: "Do you want to end up like that unlucky fellow just now?"

A dozen Life Pool Realm cultivators glanced at each other, simultaneously feeling a strong sense of wariness; after a silence, they looked at Wu Tie, then back at the low‑rank cultivators behind them, and let out a heavy sigh.

In the next instant, they all raised their hands, not daring to unleash their natal weapons, but instead directly using the greatest divine abilities they commanded.

The Chonglou Realm cultivators behind them shouted in unison and fled with all their might.

The Sensing Profound and Foundation Establishment cultivators hadn't even moved when wind, fire, ice, flood, golden blades, poisonous mist and other attacks collided, producing thunder‑like roars and surging violently toward Wu Tie.

On Wu Tie's body, the armor granted by Osiris appeared quietly, two massive metallic wings unfurled, and a deep black divine light enveloped his entire form.

Lao Tie stood nearly a hundred meters behind Wu Tie; the Rebirth Tower rose from his head, emitting a vast black light that sealed the surrounding passage, preventing the Life Pool Realm cultivators' divine techniques from causing excessive damage to the corridor.

Over ten Life Pool Realm cultivators' full-force attacks submerged Wu Tie, then struck the Tower of Rebirth.

The Tower of Rebirth's surface flickered with black mysterious light; raging wind, scorching fire, freezing ice, golden blades—all kinds of divine abilities and secret techniques, like waves crashing on a reef, shattered part of it, while another part recoiled back.

These divine abilities and secret techniques howled as they swept through a passageway several li long.

The Sensing Profound Realm and Foundation Establishment cultivators simultaneously let out despairing howls… They couldn't dodge; their cultivation was low, they were utterly unable to dodge. The Chonglou Realm cultivators had already fled several li away; in their haste, they only managed to bring along a few of their trusted subordinates.

Everyone remaining was submerged by the Life Pool Realm cultivators' divine ability attacks.

Wu Tie spread his palms wide; his palms seemed to have an invisible vortex, continuously releasing a tremendous suction force, forcibly drawing part of the divine abilities' attack power into his body.

His body swelled a notch; these Life Pool Realm attacks… were not easy to withstand.

The Tower of Rebirth absorbed thirty percent of the power, Wu Tie absorbed twenty percent, the recoiling divine abilities were offset by forty percent by those Life Pool Realm cultivators themselves, leaving ten percent of the aftermath, which in an instant caused over ten thousand low-level cultivators to vanish like smoke.

You lot, you deserve to die.

After over ten Life Pool Realm cultivators unleashed their full-force strike, they heard Wu Tie's cold, merciless rebuke.

Without a word, they turned and fled; the natal divine weapons they had dared not draw earlier were now unleashed, turning into long streams of light, and in an instant they fled several li into the distance.

The huge metallic wings behind Wu Tie flapped rapidly; with a single flicker he moved over ten li, far faster than those Life Pool Realm cultivators, flying to the distant passageway entrance and blocking their way.

Those Chonglou Realm cultivators had already fled; all low-level cultivators were slain in a single strike; Wu Tie bore no further psychological burden, facing these ugly Life Pool Realm cultivators, he gripped the White Tiger Split, focused his mind, and thrust his spear forward.

A pallid white spear-light tore through the void.

One Life Pool Realm cultivator exploded into a ball of blood.

Another pallid white spear-light thrust straight out.

One Life Pool Realm cultivator screamed shrilly, exerting all his strength to dodge to the side, but the spear-light still pierced through his body, and his body exploded with a boom.

Over ten spear-lights thrust out in succession.

Over ten Life Pool Realm cultivators couldn't even escape their life pools, exploding in midair with a boom.

Wu Tie sheathed his spear and stood; the gruesome, murderous aura-filled spear-light lingered in the air, stretching several li, refusing to dissipate; everyone faintly heard a soul-stirring tiger roar, and heard the angry battle cries of countless soldiers slaughtering foes on the battlefield.

A sound of breaking space arrived.

Wu Tie turned around; those Chonglou Realm cultivators who had just fled now returned one by one with complex expressions.

Behind them, dozens of four-wheel war chariots flew through the air, each carrying dozens of gold-armored cultivators. These gold-armored cultivators wore capes embroidered with exquisite Udumbara flower patterns.

Huaguang stood on the lead war chariot; its four wheels spun in the air, emitting thunderous roars and spraying vast sheets of fire.

His gaze was like a sword; glancing at Wu Tie from afar, Wu Tie felt as if a sword were coming down to split him head-on.

Ding!

Wu Tie's shoulder was struck heavily; his upper torso jerked back violently, a huge force surged, Wu Tie lost his footing and was actually blown backward several hundred meters by the force.

Sparks flew from his shoulder armor; Huaguang glanced at Wu Tie from afar—not as if a sword were coming down, but there truly was an invisible, traceless sword-light striking Wu Tie from the air.

"Who goes there?" Wu Tie steadied his stance, his metallic wings unfurled behind him, and he shouted at Huaguang.

The Udumbara Clan, Guardian General's Mansion of the Great Lake Region, Guardian General, Huaguang. Huaguang's war chariot rumbled forward; he glared at Wu Tie and shouted: "Where are those sent to capture you? The Great Lake Region's over ten major cities have mobilized en masse to surround you… where are they?"

"Ask them!" Wu Tie pointed at those Chonglou Realm cultivators who had returned.

Hundreds of Chonglou Realm cultivators shuddered, exchanged glances, then suddenly shouted in unison: "General, do justice for us!"

General, they've all been killed, they've all been killed…

This bastard is so ferocious… we are no match for him; our clan chief stayed behind to cover our retreat…

The low-level cultivators in our city couldn't escape in time… the clan chief stayed behind…

With such a strong smell of blood, they must have all been killed by them!

These Chonglou Realm cultivators, along with the few who were promptly taken away by them, all knelt on the ground, wailing bitterly.

Wu Tie was stunned, Old Tie was stunned, Shifei and the others were also stunned.

These people… have no grudge against us, yet they spout baseless lies to frame us—how is that acceptable?

Huaguang's expression changed abruptly.

He glared at Wu Tie and said slowly: "You vicious villain… I originally thought those pursued by the Udumbara Clan were likely innocent unlucky folk, and I had meant to let you go… but now I see, not one of you will escape."