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Chapter 1097 - 822: Officially Obtaining a Golden Immortal-Level Trump Card

Chapter 1097: Chapter 822: Officially Obtaining a Golden Immortal-Level Trump Card

At that moment, everyone shuddered simultaneously.

At the instant their connection was severed, everyone’s perception returned in a flash, their complexions turned rapidly pale, as if their bodies had been hollowed out.

Some of the Tribulation-crossing disciples even lost the ability to fly, swaying as they drifted toward the ground.

Not just the Tribulation-crossing disciples, but everyone, including Wang Zijia and Li Huowen, wore a look of exhaustion, floating downwards as if overtaxed.

Fortunately, combining the strength of so many people to launch those two golden immortal attacks was sufficiently powerful.

Otherwise, Wang Zijia would have had to dig into his reserves again!

"Pa pa!"

"I can’t do it anymore, I feel completely depleted!"

"It’s worth it, I never imagined I’d be involved in a battle of the Saint Realm in my lifetime!"

"I guess this counts as a skirmish with a golden immortal!"

"Right, and we even killed a golden immortal-level sinner!"

"The merits for this task should be quite considerable!"

"..."

A group of disciples, upon landing on the ground, eagerly consumed various spirit pills while speaking excitedly.

Wang Zijia and Li Huowen also floated down to the ground and consumed two spirit pills each, rapidly restoring their mana.

...

"Rustle rustle!"

Moments later, after Wang Zijia had recovered a small portion of his Immortal Yuan, the surrounding land had completely turned into a desert.

But the terrifyingly large trees growing upon it had not withered, but rather, they became even more bizarre and began to move.

It seemed that even with Ling Jingzi’s aid in casting a purification-type greenwood spell, it still hadn’t been completely purified.

Although the trees had devoured the dreadful pollution, after a brief respite, as the spell’s power waned, not only did the trees not wither, but they became even more vigorous and vibrant.

As they writhed, they seemed on the verge of transforming into monstrous behemoths.

Such a transformation sent chills down the spine of the disciples meditating on the sandy plain within the forest, rousing them all at once.

Wang Zijia also opened his eyes with a frown, rose into the air, and looked at the wriggling great forest trees, a surge of mana flowing through him.

"Disperse!"

Under Wang Zijia’s command, the trees that had sprouted from the spell struggled for a moment but eventually began to rapidly disintegrate.

However, instead of a sight filled with Spiritual Light dispersing into the heavens and returning to the earth, the disintegration of the trees released an abundance of bizarre pollution, shrouding the entire plain with a thick, dark red, sinister mist.

Amidst their alarm, the disciples quickly erected shields, fearful of being eroded, polluted, or transformed by it.

Before the disciples could do anything else, the next moment they saw Wang Zijia open his mouth and inhale, like a dragon sucking in water, he rapidly absorbed all of the sinister mist into his body.

"Value +567.4 billion!"

Taiji: 29439 billion

Shortly after Wang Zijia had devoured all the pollution and saw the rapid increase in value, a radiant smile appeared on his face.

"Gulur!"

The surrounding disciples gazed at Wang Zijia as he floated down, swallowing their saliva subconsciously amid their astonishment.

They could accept that Wang Zijia was powerful, after all, he came from the Ancient Powers, the prince of the Dao Court Royal Family.

But directly devouring the pollution that even Sanctified Cultivators feared was somewhat exaggerated.

Many disciples felt that this person was continuously challenging their worldview.

...

Wang Zijia paid no attention to the disciples, floated down, and joined Li Huowen in front of the only tree that Wang Zijia had not dispersed.

Following the fluctuations of Wang Zijia’s thoughts, the tree’s roots moved, sending a skinless Corpse out via the roots.

As a corpse of a golden immortal level, even a highly polluted sinner’s corpse was an immense treasure.

Furthermore, this was the golden body remains of a Buddhist powerhouse, which made it even more precious.

As Wang Zijia’s thoughts shifted, the roots transformed into countless fine threads and began to glide over the corpse.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a series of crackling sounds, pieces of flesh on the corpse’s surface were peeled away by Wang Zijia.

The desiccated chunks of flesh, once separated from the corpse, disintegrated into ashes and vanished without a trace.

Li Huowen and the other disciples nearby quietly watched, not intervening.

In a short while, after Wang Zijia had dealt with the withered flesh on the corpse, only two items remained at the site.

A golden skeleton, though its color was not pure, but rather, it was extremely mottled.

Dark red stains were scattered across the skeleton, like blemishes, while the golden glow mingling with faint Sanskrit sounds and chaotic and sinister energies intertwined.

Next to the skeleton was a golden Relic the size of a Dragon Eye, also marked with dark red spots. Amidst the mottling, Buddhist light and scarlet flashes flickered.

Looking at these objects gave rise to feelings of both tranquility and madness intertwined in one’s mind, a profound contradiction.

Clearly, the sinner had eroded the foundation of Pu Xian’s legacy by a significant margin while completing its ascent.

Aside from these two items, there was nothing else.

After clearing them out, Wang Zijia looked at Li Huowen by his side and asked, "Fire Spirit Fellow Daoist, how should we divide this?"

Li Huowen first glanced at the golden Relic, which was obviously the most precious. This was the remnant of a golden immortal’s power, a natural inheritance treasure.

Even if it was of lower quality, it was still of a golden immortal, who had legitimately crossed that final step.

After the death of a golden immortal, such pseudo-Tao Fruit remnants were left behind, embodying the original owner’s Tao and reason, as well as the essence of their power.

This object was extremely valuable and could even serve as a primary material for ascending to golden immortal status.

Were it not for the pollution, if a low-level disciple obtained it, in countless years, at the very least, a Profound Immortal would emerge, vying for great power in the Shen Hong.