Chapter 741 - 397: Immortal Pill

’According to what the Can Meng Daoist said before, didn’t Earth need Pan Yu to assimilate it? Logically, Spiritual Turbidity shouldn’t have appeared yet.’

But now, facing the City God whose appearance had drastically changed, Yang An was inexplicably astonished.

Having cultivated in the Origin Realm for so long, he was already very familiar with the aura of Spiritual Turbidity and could recognize it at a glance. Not to mention, the City God’s physical body was also showing signs of Immortality.

This was a classic sign of being tainted by the aura of Spiritual Turbidity.

Not far away, Pan Yu and her companion looked on in astonishment as they witnessed the scene.

The two of them had also identified the source of the power the City God was using.

’Why is there Spiritual Turbidity here? Could this world already be contaminated by it?’

’If that’s the case, doesn’t it mean that even if she ultimately gains control here, she’ll just be walking the same failed path as before?’

According to the Can Meng Daoist, the Broken Armor was formed because the previous person who used the Food Realm Record to assimilate a world ultimately failed, precisely because that world had already been contaminated by Spiritual Turbidity.

Yet now, Spiritual Turbidity had appeared here as well, and had even been encountered by the local Cultivators.

This world was unexpectedly different from what the Can Meng Daoist had described.

At this moment, crimson lines had appeared all over the City God’s body. These lines seemed to be deeply branded into his flesh, with streams of deep red flowing within them, making his aura grow bizarrely powerful.

His eyes were now filled with a strange madness and confidence, and his gaze was fixed entirely on Yang An.

"You insignificant Evil Demon, daring to covet the Mountain and River Order. You’re courting death."

"Why do you possess Spiritual Turbidity?"

Yang An asked. Even though this fellow now possessed Spiritual Turbidity, had undergone a bizarre transformation, and had become stronger, Spiritual Turbidity wasn’t invincible. He didn’t consider the man a threat, but he had to figure out its source.

"Spiritual Turbidity? You Evil Demons are truly frogs in a well. This is an Immortal Pill bestowed by the Emei Immortal Mansion, capable of granting me the power of Immortality! Weren’t you so tough just now? Now I’ll let you see my true strength! Let’s see if you can take it!"

The City God’s sanity had clearly given way to madness; everything Yang An had done moments ago had filled him with killing intent.

After taunting Yang An, the City God spoke no more. With a flick of his hands, countless blood-red lines instantly coalesced into two crimson blades. His figure blurred, stirring up a Red Fog as he charged toward Yang An in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yang An, slashing down with his sword.

Yang An easily dodged the strike, but a flash of bloody light shot past. A sword gash tens of meters long instantly appeared where he had been standing, carving a fissure into the street.

Another horizontal slash, and again Yang An dodged. This time, a building by the street was sliced in two, cut clean in half. Countless red lines immediately emerged from the cut surfaces, corroding the collapsing structure.

"So now you know how to dodge? Weren’t you acting all high and mighty before? If you’ve got the guts, stop dodging and let me see your strength again."

The City God grinned, slashing out with his sword once more while continuing to mock Yang An.

’The tables have turned. The Immortal Pill from Emei Mansion is my trump card. I wouldn’t have used it if I hadn’t run into such a formidable Evil Demon. But since I’ve already used it, I might as well enjoy this surge of power to the fullest. Even if there are side effects after the Elixir wears off, it’ll all be worth it as long as I can kill these Evil Demons.’

But to the City God’s surprise, just as his voice fell and he slashed down again, Yang An—who had consecutively dodged his first two strikes—now stood perfectly still, making no move to evade the third sword about to land on him.

’He’s that easy to taunt?’

Elated, the City God unleashed his full power into this strike.

’Not dodging, huh? Then die!’

Yang An didn’t flinch or dodge. The sword finally landed squarely on his body, striking the area where his left shoulder met his neck.

A tremendous rebounding force instantly made the City God’s expression change. Even the hand holding the sword went numb. The strike felt like it had hit solid steel; it even produced a few sparks.

The Sword Qi traveled through the blade and struck Yang An’s body. But when the City God pulled his sword back, his gaze froze.

On Yang An’s neck, there was only a shallow, bloody line where the skin had merely been broken.

That was a strike with his full power, yet it had only managed to inflict such a minor wound on Yang An.

For a moment, the City God was at a complete loss.

’Could the Immortal Pill from Emei Mansion be a fake?’

He didn’t even suspect it was an issue of Yang An’s own strength. Refusing to believe it, he slashed down again.

For this strike, a massive number of the blood-red lines on the City God’s body converged into the blade, making it look as if it had been forged a thousand times and even causing it to faintly glow with a bloody red light.

Yang An still didn’t flinch or dodge, allowing the sword to strike the very same spot.

If the first strike, which caused only a minor flesh wound to Yang An, had left the City God in disbelief, then the second strike left him truly bewildered. It landed on the same spot, and though the blood-red lines madly tried to destroy and corrode Yang An’s body, they only managed to deepen the wound to a mere inch.

But when the City God withdrew his sword, the scene that followed left him utterly stupefied, his face a picture of disbelief.

Yang An wore a mask, so no one could see the cold smirk beneath it.