Chapter 2269 - 2267: Reversal (Thirty-Seventh Update)

Chapter 2269: Chapter 2267: Reversal (Thirty-Seventh Update)

Four hours later.

Zhang Xiaohao, accompanied by Long Xian’er, hid secretly and had already reached the black lake.

At this time, centered around the black lake, the battle continued.

Tens of thousands of True Spirits, with the weakest being at the Unification Realm and the strongest being an old monster at the Great Mahayana Extreme Realm, were fiercely battling with these more than two-meter-tall ape puppets.

As both sides engaged, various powerful techniques were unleashed one after another, ferociously bombarding each other.

These ape puppets, who knows what materials they were made of, contained no Spiritual Power whatsoever, yet their Physical Body strength was incredibly immense. Each ape puppet was comparable to a cultivator at the Late Mahayana Stage.

Over thirty thousand ape puppets wielded golden sticks, and under the support of the surrounding toxic green mist, they descended like divine weapons, ferociously and dominantly suppressing these True Spirits.

Even with the explosion of the ape puppets, despite the True Spirits joining forces to charge at the ape puppets, unleashing all sorts of powerful Divine Skills, magical artifacts, and hidden cards, they still weren’t opponents for these ape puppets, being suppressed, barely managing to defend themselves, with no chance to retaliate.

The golden sticks in the hands of those ape puppets were swung, creating strong explosions, as terrifying force surged from those golden sticks, suppressing the True Spirits with overwhelming power.

BAM BAM BAM...

These True Spirits, whether they were old monsters at the Great Mahayana Extreme Realm or cultivators at the Early-stage Integration, under the suppression of the ape puppets, were extremely aggrieved, forced to use every hidden card they had, barely holding their ground.

Although the ape puppets were tough, no one retreated because this was the inheritance land of an Ancient ape Great Power, containing his inheritance. If one could obtain his inheritance, ascending directly to the True Immortal Realm would not be out of reach.

Because of this, even though each could escape, none left, employing all sorts of techniques aimed at the ape puppets ahead.

In the void.

Zhang Xiaohao and Long Xian’er calmly watched the scene unfolding before them.

"Why aren’t you taking action?" Long Xian’er curiously asked.

"Nonsense! With so many old monsters here, who do you want me to teach a lesson to?" Zhang Xiaohao rolled his eyes and said.

"Huh! This doesn’t match your usual style! Didn’t you just say that everything would be left to you, and I just need to watch from the back? What happened now?" Long Xian’er continued to communicate via her Divine Thought.

BAM!

Zhang Xiaohao lightly tapped her on the head.

"Why don’t you go and try?" Zhang Xiaohao said irritatingly.

"Tch! Do you think I’m stupid? The weakest here are old monsters at the Unification Realm, and there’s also that old thing at the Great Mahayana Extreme Realm! Plus, more than thirty thousand ape puppets, each one like a rampaging Vajra Beast, practically indestructible! With my Early Void Refining stage strength to charge in, I’d just be asking for trouble," Long Xian’er gave Zhang Xiaohao a sidelong glance and said.

"So you know they’re strong!" Zhang Xiaohao retorted.

"Nonsense! Hey, we’re a hundred zhang behind them, how come they haven’t noticed us? Is it because of your Divine Skill?" Long Xian’er curiously asked.

"What do you think?" Zhang Xiaohao said testily.

"This Divine Skill is so impressive, would you teach me?" Long Xian’er said, her beautiful eyes twinkling.

"It’s innate, can’t be taught!" Zhang Xiaohao replied.

"Tch!" Long Xian’er stuck out her fragrant tongue.

"Do you have any poison pills on you?" Zhang Xiaohao suddenly asked.

"What do you need them for?" Long Xian’er asked, tilting her head.

BAM!

Zhang Xiaohao lightly knocked on her head again.

"Are you like the ten thousand questions? Either you have it or you don’t." Zhang Xiaohao said.

"I have!" Long Xian’er replied truthfully.

"Give them to me!" Zhang Xiaohao demanded.

"Okay." Long Xian’er nodded, taking out a storage bag and handing it to Zhang Xiaohao.

In front of her, Zhang Xiaohao didn’t hold back and took out all the poison pills collected from the poison beasts he had slain before.

With a wave of his hands, the thousands of poison pills in hand turned into powder, appearing in Zhang Xiaohao’s hands.

"You guys are quite lucky, Reverse Shennong Reincarnation Scripture, this is my first attempt, and you happened to encounter it." Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

Then, by reversing the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture, as he reversed the scripture, a powerful negative attribute burst from his body, imbuing the poison in his hands.

The next moment, Zhang Xiaohao waved his hands, throwing the poison into the cave.

Buzz buzz buzz...

As the poison appeared, it merged with the toxic green mist in the air, enhancing the poison’s power instantly tenfold, entering the bodies of the cultivators.

When these merged toxic green mists fell onto the defensive artifacts on the cultivators’ bodies, green smoke arose, with countless artifact lights rippling out.

Seeing this, the cultivators had to increase their Spiritual Power input, surging it into their protective defensive artifacts, resisting the toxic green mist in the surrounding air.

"Hmph! I wonder how long you all can hold out," Zhang Xiaohao sneered inside.

He swept his Divine Thought, entering the storage bag Long Xian’er handed over.

"Wow! There are so many poison pills inside? Is it serious?" Zhang Xiaohao said, astonished.

In this storage bag, there were at least a billion poison pills.

"Where did you get these poison pills from?" Zhang Xiaohao asked through Divine Thought.

"How dumb are you! Didn’t I tell you before? These are the foundation of my clan. Where do you think I got them from?" Long Xian’er rolled her eyes and said.

"..." Zhang Xiaohao was speechless.

No matter how strong an individual’s power is, compared with these ancient lineages, the foundation pales in comparison.

Even the Bimu Divine City, with a tradition of just 800,000 years, had such a deep foundation, and the Ancient Poison Dragon clan’s power was even more terrifying, having been passed down for countless ages; the entire Mangdu Mountain was their clan’s foundation, and these poison pills were hardly anything compared to that.

"Do you have enough? If not, I still have more," Long Xian’er said proudly.

"It’s enough!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

Wasting no time, he slapped his hand on the storage bag, instantly releasing ten thousand poison pills, grabbing them with both hands, reversed the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture, and the next moment turned the poison pills into powder, silently and quickly tossing them into the cave ahead.