Chapter 554: The Jiaochi Tribe’s Plan
As a result, the sword energy he sent out towards the giant of the Jiaochi tribe was indeed, from his perspective, shot towards the giant of the Jiaochi tribe.
From the perspective of a bystander, or even from the perspective of the giant of the Jiaochi tribe, this sword energy was indeed shooting towards the giant of the Jiaochi tribe.
But the next moment, with a "bang", the sword energy hit Ye Changsheng's body.
This was just a tentative sword energy, without much power in it. After hitting Ye Changsheng, it naturally would not cause any harm to him.
The sword energy dissipated without even scratching his skin.
But through this test, Ye Changsheng had a general understanding of the laws contained in this snow-white little bell.
"Fortunately, it is just a Xuantian Holy Artifact, a replica of the real Xuantian Treasure. Since it is a man-made replica, its power is naturally limited. It is impossible to copy the real law!"
"That is to say, what this little snow-white bell contains is just a hint of the charm of that law, but it does not truly possess that law!"
"If what this person is holding in his hand right now is the real Mi Tian Bell, then I would really be in danger of dying today!" Such a thought arose in Ye Changsheng's mind.
To deal with the rules, it is naturally best to use the rules as well!
The fragment of Xuantian in Ye Changsheng's hand lit up with brilliant five-colored light. He raised the broken blade and aimed it at the giant of the Jiaochi tribe in front of him that was over a hundred feet tall.
When feeling the power of the broken blade in his hand, a solemn look flashed in the golden eyes of the giant of the Jiaochi tribe, and his magic power surged out of his body crazily and poured into the snow-white small bell.
The prototype of this snow-white, crystal clear little bell is naturally the Xuantian treasure held by the Jiaochi tribe - the Mitian Bell.
This is the Xuantian treasure that ranks seventh on the Chaos Spirit List. It is even stronger than the Heaven-Breaking Hammer. You can imagine how powerful it is.
If the genuine article was here, with the opponent's ability to reverse and distort the rules of heaven and earth, Ye Changsheng would definitely not be his opponent with just a remnant of Xuantian treasure.
Unless he activates the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword!
But now, the opponent has in his hand the Xuantian holy weapon which only has a trace of the charm of the law, while Ye Changsheng has in his hand the Xuantian broken weapon which has incomplete laws. It is needless to say who is superior and who is inferior.
Although the law in Ye Changsheng's hand is incomplete, it is still the real law after all. What is the comparison of the other party's imitation which only has the charm of the law?
Therefore, when he was about to use the fragments of Xuantian Ruyi Blade, it meant that the battle had come to an end.
Ye Changsheng pushed his spiritual sense to the extreme, crystal light bloomed in his eyes, and finally caught a trace in the void.
His eyes saw circles of white waves rippling between heaven and earth, and he himself was in the range of these white waves.
With a "clang" sound, the young man with golden horns hurriedly activated the Xuantian sacred weapon in his hand again. Circles of white waves surged out from the snow-white little bell and rushed towards Ye Changsheng.
No one can predict what will happen if that snow-white wave rushes towards you.
Just now, the Xuantian sacred weapon only exerted a little effect, but it produced such a result. If a more powerful attack were to come again, Ye Changsheng would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
So he had to block the rushing white waves.
Then, the Xuantian broken blade in his hand made a buzzing sound, and after a tremble, a five-colored light blade flew out from it and slashed forward fiercely.
“Buzz!”
The void trembled, and in Ye Changsheng's sight, the snow-white waves immediately collapsed after encountering the five-colored light blade.
The five-colored light blade cut through all obstacles and rushed towards the giant of the Horned Chi tribe. The previous strange and rule-distorted attack did not work on it.
Seeing this scene, the expression of the young man with golden horns changed drastically. He immediately raised the giant's hand and kept hitting the snow-white bell with his fingers.
“Dang! Dang! Dang…”
The bell rang rapidly, as panic-stricken as the ringing of a funeral knell, and waves of snow-white rushed out violently, like surging sea tides, one after another, rushing towards the five-colored light blade.
Every time a layer of snow-white waves was split apart, the five-colored light blade would dim a little.
Similarly, every time the giant of the Jiaochi tribe struck the snow-white bell, the silver light on his body would dim a little.
Obviously, activating this Xuantian sacred weapon in this way is definitely a huge burden for him.
"Dang! Dang..." The sound of bells continued to ring. The fingers of the young man with golden horns were faintly shining with blood. With every bell ring, his face suddenly turned paler.
After more than a dozen bell sounds were heard, the young man's face was completely pale.
The other dozen or so Jiaochi clan cultivators at the peak of the refining realm who were positioned between the chest and abdomen of the Jiaochi giant and formed a magic circle all had extremely grim expressions on their faces.
Their breath was weak, their faces were pale, and many of them had blood oozing from the corners of their mouths. They looked ahead in horror.
Magical power continued to flow out of their bodies, and as the young man with golden horns continued to ring the bell, the magic power in their bodies was lost faster and faster. After ringing the bell more than ten times, many of them had already suffered damage to their vitality.
On the other side, their opponent Ye Changsheng seemed to have endless magic power. After slashing out that five-colored light blade, he continued to swing the Xuantian Broken Blade, slashing out light blades continuously.
However, his face did not even turn pale at all, as if activating this broken Xuantian weapon did not consume much energy for him.
A five-colored light blade would require the young man with golden horns to ring the bell four or five times in succession to eliminate it. Ye Changsheng slashed out so many light blades in one breath. With the magic power of these Horned Chi cultivators, how could they resist it?
After barely eliminating four or five light blades, a five-colored light blade slashed out by Ye Changsheng appeared in front of the giant of the Jiaochi tribe.
The blade of light rushed out and slashed fiercely on the defenseless snow-white little bell.
The next moment, an earth-shaking roar was heard, accompanied by a terrifying air wave that spread in all directions. All the members of the Jiaochi tribe in the giant's body began to bleed from all seven orifices, and some were even killed on the spot, with their Nascent Souls bursting apart.
The Xuantian holy weapon that the Jiaochi monks relied on was actually shattered and destroyed. However, after it was shattered, a white light flew out from the center of the explosion and disappeared in a flash.
After the replica of the Mi Tian Bell was destroyed, another five-colored light blade shot out and slashed fiercely on the hundred-foot-tall giant of the Jiao Chi tribe.
With a loud bang, the giant of the Jiaochi tribe exploded immediately, and the dozen bodies inside his body fell down immediately. Everyone's breath was weak, and their life was like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished in the next moment.
However, the young man with golden horns was much stronger than the others. Although he was also seriously injured, when the giant's body exploded, he turned into a golden light and hurriedly fled into the distance.
He still had the ability to escape, but the rest of the Jiaochi cultivators couldn't even move.
But when he had just flown not far, a five-colored blade of light appeared behind him. As the blade slashed past, the body of this hero of the Jiaochi tribe exploded instantly.
In the blood rain, an extremely faint shadow flashed out and pounced into the distance like a ghost. This was exactly the escape light transformed by the young man's Nascent Soul!
“Buzz!”
The void trembled, and the next moment Ye Changsheng's figure mysteriously appeared in front of the Nascent Soul of the golden-horned young man. He grabbed it suddenly and caught the Nascent Soul in his hand.
Before the golden-horned young man's Nascent Soul could react, Ye Changsheng had already skillfully sealed his Nascent Soul with talismans and then put it into a jade bottle.
Then, he quickly flew towards those Jiaochi monks who had no power to resist, killed them one by one, and sealed their Nascent Souls.
A dozen storage bracelets appeared in his hands. Ye Changsheng cleaned up the battlefield here and slowly disappeared.
…
At the same time that the small bell was chopped into pieces in the Guanghan Realm, in a mysterious palace somewhere far away in the spiritual world, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the top floor of a building surrounded by heavy restrictions.
"How is this possible?!" The exclamation was filled with surprise and anger.
At the entrance of the attic, several golden-armored soldiers stood upright, each with an expressionless face, as if they didn't hear the sound coming from the attic at all.
In the upper floor of the attic, there were three Jiaochi people of different appearances. They looked at a huge snow-white bell enshrined on an emerald jade table, and solemn expressions appeared on their faces.
The one who cried out in surprise was a beautiful middle-aged woman in her thirties with a pair of small emerald green horns on her head. She covered her mouth with one hand, her beautiful eyes filled with anger.
The huge bell on the table was more than ten feet high. Apart from its size, its shape and color were exactly the same as the small bell driven by the young man with golden horns.
On the ground below the jade table, there were five miniature magic arrays flashing with golden light engraved side by side.
Four of the magic circles were empty, except for the one closest to the giant bell, where a ball of white light was suspended.
The white light and the light of the giant bell flickered, as if echoing each other.
"An unexpected Xuantian holy weapon was destroyed, and even the Divine Bell Spirit, which is the main material of the holy weapon, flew back on its own. It seems that the disciple who possessed this Xuantian holy weapon has undoubtedly died in the Guanghan Realm." The beautiful woman stared at the white light with an unsightly expression and said angrily.
"This is a bit strange. Could it be that the little guy holding the holy weapon left the team and went out alone with the Xuantian holy weapon to fight others?" An old man in a white robe with an unfathomable aura said while stroking his beard.
"Humph, what other reason could there be? Long before they set out, we had strictly instructed that everyone must act together and must not leave the team. But this person did it anyway!" said a middle-aged man with long blue horns on his head with some annoyance.
"These little guys usually practice on the Tianjiao Holy Mountain and have not experienced much hardships. They are full of arrogance. This time when they entered the Guanghan Realm, they probably looked down on everyone in the world. They left the team alone to hunt down others, and ended up being killed by others!" The middle-aged beautiful woman said as her expression regained its calm.
This was the most reasonable explanation she could think of. Apart from this possibility, she could not think of any other reason that could cause the death of the disciple holding the Xuantian sacred weapon.
Relying on the method of cooperation taught to these tribesmen by the Jiaochi tribe , they are able to escape even if they encounter a powerful beast at the peak of the Saint level.
However, in the Guanghan Realm, there are only so many peak Saint-level beings, and the information has long been gathered. As long as these people are careful, it should be impossible for them to encounter a peak Saint-level being.
Therefore, as long as they do not leave the team and act together, it will be almost impossible for the five teams they sent into the Guanghan Realm that possess the Xuantian Sacred Artifact to die.
For this reason, they all agreed that it must be the monk who possessed the Xuantian sacred weapon who left the team and acted alone.
"But this doesn't make sense. Logically speaking, if one holds the Xuantian sacred weapon, he should be able to escape unscathed even if he encounters a second-level Saint. Could it be that this person is really stupid enough to provoke those ferocious beasts at the peak of the Saint level?" said the old man.
The beautiful middle-aged woman frowned and said coldly: "No matter how that disciple died, that team lost the Xuantian Sacred Artifact, and also lost the opportunity to obtain that thing. This will have a great impact on the grand plan of our clan."
"It doesn't matter. The thing is divided into five parts in total. As long as the other four teams succeed, it will not affect our clan's plan when the Guanghan Realm opens next time." said the middle-aged man.
"I'm afraid there might be problems with the other teams too!" the old man said slowly after a sigh.
"If this really happens, it only means that the opportunity for our clan to prosper has not yet arrived, and we don't need to worry too much." The middle-aged man replied with a smile.
"Alas!" Upon hearing this, the beautiful middle-aged woman and the old man both sighed. It was obvious that these two people were not so optimistic.
…
Ye Changsheng flew at a very fast speed in the air, and at the same time opened the storage bracelets of the Jiaochi monks one by one and looted their treasures.
The wealth of these Jiaochi cultivators is undoubtedly far beyond that of other cultivators of the same level. Each of them carries a huge fortune of more than 100 million spirit stones.
The young man with golden horns had even more spirit stones, totaling to 200 million.
Ye Changsheng directly obtained 2 billion spirit stones from these people. Adding this to the 3 billion spirit stones he already had, the total number of spirit stones he had reached 5 billion.
And this is not the greatest wealth of these Jiaochi cultivators. In addition to shouldering the clan's major plans, they entered the Guanghan Realm with the intention of breaking through to the fusion realm.
As a result, almost everyone of them carried various resources to assist in breaking through the fusion . Among them, Ye Changsheng discovered as many as three kinds of elixirs that were comparable to the Zhushen Pill and Wanmiao Pill in Ye Changsheng's hands.
Almost every one of these dozen monks has a pill!
As for other various methods of dealing with inner demons, things to deal with heavenly tribulations, etc., they are also varied and their value is inestimable.
