Holy body, start with the Five Animal Exercises

207: Death Sword, Deformation and GrowthA middle-aged man in the robes of a Chang Sheng Sword Sect Elder appeared on the deck, a black longsword hanging at his waist.

Although he only exuded the might of a Middle Stage True God, he gave off a feeling that was not much weaker than Old Man Qingmu, a Peak True God.

This was the gap between an Immortal Sect and a Loose Cultivator, enough to separate a minor Realm, and there were even more Prodigy-level disciples.

As for the gap between a Holy Land and an ordinary Immortal Sect, that difference was even greater; within Immortal Sects, only a few super Prodigies like Hua Junlan had a chance to catch up to the Saint-level figures in a Holy Land.

True God Tengguang’s expression changed slightly as he looked at the man who appeared, “Long Can!”

The Chang Sheng Sword Sect is one of the strongest Immortal Sect-level forces in the Eastern Region, with more than one True Immortal within the Immortal Sect. It is only one Late-stage Saint Lord away from advancing further and becoming the seventh Holy Land of the Eastern Region.

And the most promising person to step into the Late-stage Saint Lord Realm within the Chang Sheng Sword Sect, besides Hua Junlan’s father, was the Old Ancestor of this man’s Family, the Grand Elder of the Chang Sheng Sword Sect, known as the Sword Ancestor of Life and Death!

Moreover, this person himself was a ruthless individual; he once drenched the Northern Border of the Eastern Region in blood for thousands of miles, earning him the title of the Sword of Death, decisive in killing and possessing extraordinary combat power!

He couldn’t help but swallow, “Hua Junlan’s Protector is this person. It seems this inheritance won’t be easy to obtain.”

“There seems to be residual aftermath of Immortal Dao Divine Lightning over there. Let’s go over later,” Long Can said.

Although the specific power of this Immortal Tribulation could not be perceived due to the obstruction of the Heavenly Dao, at this scale, its power was definitely no less than a Middle Stage True Immortal’s full-strength attack.

In his opinion, the person Undergoing Tribulation was indeed very powerful, but he was probably already dead by now, so there was no need to risk suffering the residual power of the Immortal Lightning to go over.

Hua Junlan shook her head and sent a voice transmission to Long Can, “Uncle Long, the Peak True Gods of the Ten Thousand Islands Sea Region couldn’t possibly trigger such an Immortal Tribulation.

Let alone them, even if you reached the Peak True God Realm, you probably couldn’t do this, could you?

In Junlan’s view, this person might be a former Saint-level figure from a certain Holy Land Undergoing Tribulation, and most likely has life-saving items bestowed by the Holy Land, so he should not be dead yet.

Right now, we and the Star Luo Immortal Sect are about to go to war. If we get this person’s help, it can also relieve some pressure on Father and the Sword Ancestor.”

Long Can pondered for a moment, “I’ll take you over. There’s no need for Yao Yao; she’s too weak.”

Lu Yao pouted at these words but didn’t dare to talk back to him, as he was her biological uncle.

Black and white sword light danced, carrying the two away. Old Man Qingmu and True God Tengguang hesitated for a moment before following.

Before long, the group arrived at the center of the Immortal Tribulation. The seawater was still a faint golden color, with the lingering essence of Immortal Dao lightning flowing within it.

If an ordinary Divine Warrior were to fall into the seawater, it would likely be very difficult for him to float back up.

They looked towards the central position; a white-robed figure had already fainted, floating face up on the surface of the sea.

He looked very young, but his clothes were tattered, making him appear somewhat disheveled.

But no one dared to underestimate him, because this person still had vital signs, a vibrant and energetic life force, clearly indicating that he was a genuine young man, not some old monster.

Saint-level! Absolutely a Saint-level figure!

Hua Junlan raised her hand and unleashed a green light, a life-saving item her father had given her.

As the green light entered his body, Qin Jiang’s life force noticeably strengthened, but it was still not stable.

True God Tengguang looked at Qin Jiang’s finger; a bronze ring emitted a special life force.

This life force was extremely unique, holding an indescribable attraction for his plant life force.

“Saintess Hua, why don’t you let this humble god try? This humble god has quite some attainment in the Dao of life; perhaps I can awaken him.”

Hua Junlan looked at him, pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly, “I trouble True God.”

“You are too kind, Saintess,” True God Tengguang chuckled, walked directly to Qin Jiang, grasped his wrist, and injected pure life force.

But in just a single breath, his expression changed slightly, because he felt that Qin Jiang’s body was like a bottomless pit; the life force he injected was utterly insignificant!

But how, how could this True God be so strong?!

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, intending to secretly snatch the ring on Qin Jiang’s hand, he suddenly felt a suction force from within Qin Jiang’s body, wantonly drawing out his life force.

His hair visibly lost its luster, slowly turning gray.

“Quick, help! I’m being sucked in!” he shouted.

Long Can, the Sword of Death, also noticed something was wrong. With quick reflexes, he directly severed True God Tengguang’s wrist.

True God Tengguang cried out in pain, flipped over, and fled directly, landing behind the crowd, panting and looking panicked.

But in reality, not only was he not panicked, he was somewhat secretly pleased. Although he lost a hand and would need to expend some life force to recover, he had managed to snatch the ring from Qin Jiang’s hand!

A bronze ring was firmly gripped in his palm, and he activated his Divine Power to refine it.

Hua Junlan frowned, looking at the unconscious Qin Jiang before her, hesitating whether or not to bring him onto the ship.

To possess the strength to threaten a Middle Stage True God even while unconscious was somewhat beyond the scope of a Saint-level figure. She wasn’t sure if the other party harbored ill intentions.

As she was pondering, a terrified scream suddenly came from behind her.

Everyone turned to look, their pupils suddenly constricted, and their breathing involuntarily hitched.

They saw True God Tengguang’s body rapidly swelling; no, not swelling, but deforming!

At this moment, True God Tengguang’s life force was extremely vigorous, so vigorous that his body had already begun to grow uncontrollably, turning into a tumor in just the blink of an eye. New tumors were still growing on the tumor, dense and extremely disgusting.

Hua Junlan couldn’t help but retreat. Long Can shielded her behind him, his palm resting on the hilt of his black sword, ready to strike at any moment.

Clumps of seaweed-like plants spread from beneath True God Tengguang, trembling and waving incessantly, as if they had their own conscious life.

“Save, save me, save me!” True God Tengguang’s head was submerged by the tumor, only muffled sounds emanating from it.

He could no longer control his body, and even his thoughts were intermittent, as if his own brain matter had developed self-awareness.

Old Man Qingmu looked at the continuously growing mass of flesh, hesitated for a moment, but still decided to act. After all, although there were disputes among the Thirteen Gods of Ten Thousand Islands, it was precisely because of the existence of the Thirteen Gods that the Ten Thousand Islands Sea Region had not been encroached upon by outsiders.

Green light gathered in his hand, but before he could strike, a muffled thud came from True God Tengguang’s position, and True God Tengguang’s aura immediately vanished.

The next moment, a greenish-brown plant, hundreds of meters tall, shot up from the ground, using True God Tengguang as its base.

This was a plant similar to a kelp stem, very common in the shallow waters of the Ten Thousand Islands Sea Region.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene, their eyes filled with some terror—a natural fear of incomprehensible, unknown things.

“Tap, tap, tap”

A series of sounds of chelipeds tapping hard objects came from within this mutated plant, and a translucent black and blue scorpion slowly crawled out, its pincers clutching a bronze ring.