949: Chapter 950 War Escalation

The grey-robed man extended his hand from his wide sleeves; his fingers were long and powerful, and faint golden Divine Patterns flowed beneath the skin.

In his palm, he held a Medicinal Pill the size of a longan, emerald green all over, emitting a dense Life Essence!

Seven profound pill patterns faintly flowed on the surface of the Medicinal Pill, and even the escaping medicinal fragrance alone,

caused a strong itching sensation to emanate from the deep, bone-deep wounds on Qiong Shuang's dragon body!

Grade Seven! And it was an extremely high-quality Healing Holy Pill!

Qiong Shuang was stunned. What... what did this mean? Why give such a precious Medicinal Pill to her?

Just then, a cough came from the side, deliberately lowered yet carrying a sense of "resentment" and "longing."

"Cough, cough... cough, cough, cough..."

Old Black Mu clutched his chest, his face "pale," his old eyes looking piteously toward the grey-robed man.

That look was exactly like an old black dog forgotten in the rain by its master, starving for three days, filled with silent accusation and pleading:

"Master... Master... have pity on this old servant... Little Black is also hurt... very badly... very, very badly..."

He even secretly pointed at a scratch on his ribs that wasn't very deep, trying hard to act like he was about to breathe his last.

The water mist-shrouded face of the grey-robed man seemed to turn slightly to look at Old Black Mu.

Although his expression couldn't be seen clearly, Old Black Mu distinctly felt a gaze from behind the water mist that carried helplessness and a hint of a smile.

"Sigh..." A very subtle sigh, seemingly carrying a sense of doting, drifted out faintly from beneath the grey robe.

Immediately after, another identical Grade Seven emerald Medicinal Pill was casually tossed to Old Black Mu by the grey-robed man.

Old Black Mu's eyes instantly lit up!

The "mortally wounded and dying" performance was instantly cast to the winds; with an agility that was completely inconsistent with his size, he accurately caught the Medicinal Pill in one go!

It felt warm and smooth as jade in his hand, and the majestic Life Essence made every pore on his body open comfortably!

"Hehe... thank you... thank you, Senior!"

Old Black Mu grinned, showing a mouthful of big white teeth, his voice cracking slightly with excitement.

He carefully put away the Medicinal Pill as if holding a rare treasure, his movements incredibly devout.

This scene caused Ye Wushang's emotions to churn even more, feeling both bitter and envious.

He struggled to sit up from the deep pit, watching as the grey-robed man casually gave away two Grade Seven Healing Holy Pills,

as easy as tossing candy beans, then looked at the Grade Six Medicinal Pill of decent quality he had just taken and dissolved in his body...

This gap was simply a world of difference!

He, Ye Wushang, was the Vice Sect Master of the Nine Nether Sect after all, a powerhouse at the Half-step Integration Stage, and usually held a high position and great power, controlling countless resources.

But Grade Seven Medicinal Pills?

Such treasures were considered strategic reserves in the entire Nine Nether Sect; they would never be used unless it was for a mortally wounded Core Elder or someone who had achieved unparalleled merit!

This Senior... the depth of his foundation was simply appalling!

Ye Wushang forcibly suppressed his churning blood and qi and took a few more Medicinal Pills before his aura stabilized slightly.

He did not dare to be negligent and gave a deep bow to Yao Delong, adopting a very humble posture:

"Junior Ye Wushang of the Nine Nether Sect greets Senior! I, Ye, will never forget Senior's life-saving grace as long as I live!"

He raised his head, his eyes filled with inquiry and awe:

"Forgive my presumption, but is Senior's intervention this time by the decree of the Moyang Sect, Myriad Sword Valley, or the Yin Yang Sect?"

As a Vice Sect Master, he was meticulous and had long since noticed that in various major battlefields recently, there were mysterious,

powerful experts secretly assisting, disrupting the Sun Moon Divine Cult's plans.

Sect Leader Abyssal Heaven Hero had long expected this; the Three Great Immortal Sects would never sit by and watch the Sun Moon Divine Cult, supported by the Heavenly Demon Sect, completely swallow the Nine Nether Sect and break the balance of power in the Xuan Ye Dynasty!

Yao Delong nodded slightly, the water mist shrouding his face rippling gently, and his hoarse voice carried the indifference of one overlooking a chessboard:

"Mm."

It was a tacit admission of Ye Wushang's guess.

He did not specify which Sect it was, but instead changed the subject, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity:

"After today, this city has become the eye of the storm. If the Sun Moon Divine Cult wants to take Blood Sea City again, it will be absolutely impossible without an Integration Realm expert taking action."

He paused, his gaze seemingly piercing through the Void Realm toward the direction where the Sun Moon Divine Cult's army had retreated:

"Quickly send word to Abyssal Heaven Hero that a battle of the Integration Realm... is likely not far off.

Have him make a decision quickly and mobilize the Sect's Foundation, ready to face the Heavenly Demon Sect's thunderous strike at any time!"

Ye Wushang's heart shook violently! His pupils instantly contracted! A battle of the Integration Realm?!

This was no child's play! Every Integration Realm expert was a pillar of the Sect, a true nuclear deterrent!

Once a slaughter at this level began, it would be a war of survival for the Sects until death! Was this grey-robed Senior actually so certain?

However, recalling the peerless demeanor of the other party when he head-on withstood Xin Yingying's Forbidden Technique and forced back Zhu Wuneng,

that unfathomable strength... all of Ye Wushang's doubts vanished into thin air. The other party had the right to say those words!

He had the ability to stir up storms on an Integration Realm battlefield!

"Hiss..."

Ye Wushang sucked in a breath of cold air, his expression becoming even more solemn as he gave another deep bow to Yao Delong:

"Senior's abilities are mysterious as ghosts and gods! I, Ye, believe Senior's words without a doubt!

I will immediately send Senior's warning back to the Sect! I will let the Sect Leader decide!"

His gaze swept over Qiong Shuang, whose aura had stabilized, and Old Black Mu, who had an expression of "survival after a disaster, long live the Master," and he said in a heavy voice:

"Hall Master Mu! Blood Sea City is in your hands! You must cooperate with Senior and guard this city well!"

Old Black Mu immediately straightened his back and thumped his chest, his voice loud and full of confidence:

"Vice Sect Master, rest assured! With my Ma... mainly with my Uncle Yao here, Blood Sea City is as solid as a fortress!

Not even a fly will be able to fly in!"

He almost blurted out "Master," but at the last moment, he forced himself to change it to "Uncle Yao,"

and even shot a proud glance at the grey-robed man, with an expression that said, "Am I, Little Black, clever or what?"

"Uncle Yao?" Ye Wushang was slightly stunned, his gaze sweeping between the grey-robed man and Old Black Mu.

No wonder this Old Black Mu seemed exceptionally familiar with this Senior of profound strength; so he was actually his uncle?

When did Old Black Mu get such an unrivaled Body Cultivator elder?

Doubts arose in Ye Wushang's heart, but now was not the time to investigate.

Just then, the Communication Token at his waist suddenly vibrated violently, emitting a piercing buzz!

Ye Wushang's expression changed, and he quickly checked it; the level of urgency in the information made his heart sink!

Several other important strongholds were simultaneously under fierce attack by elites of the Sun Moon Divine Cult; the situation was critical!

"Damn!" Ye Wushang cursed inwardly and cupped his hands to Yao Delong and Old Black Mu again:

"Senior! Yao... Fellow Daoist Yao! Other battlefields are in danger, I must rush there immediately! Blood Sea City, I leave it in your hands!"

He took a deep look at that unfathomable grey-robed figure, temporarily suppressing the doubts in his heart about "Uncle Yao's" identity; reinforcing other places was more important right now.