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153: Chapter 153 Someone Has Transcended Tribulation and Become an Immortal
"Rice Corpse?"
"What rice corpse?"
"Ew, you're so gross."
Li Yingzhen patted the blood in her hands; it was somewhat like jelly.
"How is this like a rice corpse? Isn't it quite normal?"
Seeing Mou Wuwang and the other Mahayana Cultivators looking at her, Li Yingzhen extended her hand, "Do you guys want some? It's especially fragrant and sweet."
"Hm?"
Mou Wuwang and the other Mahayana Cultivators hurriedly shook their heads. The earthy yellow appearance was indeed, as Zhao Yi had said, somewhat like...
"Tch, you don't know how to enjoy things."
Li Yingzhen completely disregarded others' feelings and licked the blood off her body clean.
In the end, unsatisfied, she even stripped off Zhao Yi's clothes, "If you won't eat it, let me eat it. It mustn't go to waste."
As she spoke, she even ordered Zhao Yi, "Go smash it with the hoe two more times. This thing is delicious."
As a Mahayana Cultivator, Li Yingzhen seemed possessed; she actually licked the blood off Zhao Yi's clothes clean.
Zhao Yi...
Gulp!
He swallowed his saliva, stepped forward to touch Li Yingzhen's forehead, and casually took a few Spirit Stones with letters on them and placed them on Li Yingzhen's chest, "She doesn't have a fever, so why is her brain broken?"
"Tch!"
"If you won't go, I'll go myself."
That blood possessed some unknown magical power; it actually made Li Yingzhen carry her saber to slash at the immortal fate.
"Don't be impulsive, I'll go with you."
Since there was no time to go into seclusion, Zhao Yi planned to resolve the matter of the immortal fate quickly.
Otherwise, dragging it out like this was really not a solution.
How fast was Zhao Yi? Traversing ten thousand miles in a single thought was easy, whereas for the immortal fate, flying a hundred miles in a day was considered an effort.
Zhao Yi instantly appeared on the yellow cloud that the immortal fate had transformed into. The yellow cloud seemed to sense Zhao Yi's arrival; it began to lower its altitude, but it never dared to touch the mountain peaks or trees.
Looking at the baring, snarling worm head within the yellow cloud, to be honest, Zhao Yi was a bit fearful, but in the eyes of the immortal fate, Zhao Yi also seemed to see fear.
"Holy crap, I've confirmed it again: it's really afraid of me!"
"But I'm afraid of it too!"
Zhao Yi was speechless. He knew his strength was inferior to this thing, so he was afraid. The question then arose: why was this powerful worm afraid of him?
"Could it be because I've done too much mining?"
Li Yingzhen, who was a step behind Zhao Yi, also instantly appeared on the yellow cloud, though her position was lower, almost pressed against the yellow cloud, with her saber raised, slashing directly at the immortal fate.
Zhao Yi...
"Don't, you're this brave?"
Li Yingzhen's saber didn't even touch the immortal fate before it was swallowed by the worm head that suddenly appeared from the Void Realm.
"Damn it, you really know how to deliver [yourself]."
Zhao Yi was about to explode, but fortunately, he was already prepared, "Spirit Stone connects to the profound, traversing without boundaries."
"Breaking Incantation: J"
J means 'near'.
Under the Spirit Stone Traverse Art, even into the tightly closed mouth of the immortal fate, Zhao Yi still entered.
Seeing Zhao Yi instantly appear beside her, Li Yingzhen was dumbfounded, "How did you get in?"
"Are there people who rush to get eaten?"
Zhao Yi...
"Shut up!"
"great sumeru treasure hoe, I dig!"
The great sumeru treasure hoe, shortened to half a meter, went down with one strike, and yellow blood gushed out.
Zhao Yi couldn't react in time and was immediately submerged in a fragrant sweetness, "Oh my god, this is the taste!"
"Drink quickly."
Li Yingzhen's howling voice rang in Zhao Yi's ears.
Sizzle~
Outside, the immortal fate felt a stinging pain in its mouth and spat Zhao Yi and Li Yingzhen out in one go.
The two of them became the only two people who had entered the mouth of the immortal fate and came out alive.
"Hiccup~"
Zhao Yi and Li Yingzhen both hiccuped at the same time; the two of them had just drunk their fill together.
"Delicious, right?"
Li Yingzhen gave Zhao Yi a happy smile.
"Delicious my ass. Who are you? Do I know you?"
Zhao Yi just wanted to stay far away from Li Yingzhen now. Both of them looked like they had been fished out of a rice corpse soup. Didn't he see that Mou Wuwang and the other Mahayana Cultivators were standing three zhang away?
"Cleaning Art!"
Zhao Yi had just finished cleaning himself when he heard a roar, "Vile beast, why don't you die yet?"
Li Xuanye, who had not appeared until now, arrived with another group of Mahayana Cultivators.
Li Yingzhen, who was beside him, secretly sent a voice transmission to Zhao Yi, "These people are all loyal to the Immortal Father."
Zhao Yi glanced at the remaining four Mahayana Cultivators behind him. Then what were they? Cannon fodder?
Looking again at the grim-faced Mou Wuwang and the others, could these also be cannon fodder?
Li Xuanye sat high on a golden cloud throne. The cloud throne was glittering with golden light; it was actually a semi-immortal artifact.
"Vile creature, how dare you kill so many Mahayana Cultivators of my Immortal Dynasty?"
"You truly deserve to die."
"Come!"
"Set up the Great Yin Meridian Array."
The Great Yin Meridian Array, weaving the sky into a net and the earth into a cage, could trap and lock all things in heaven and earth.
The ones forming the Great Yin Meridian Array were also Mahayana Cultivators, but they cooperated seamlessly, each surrounding the immortal fate and constantly casting incantations.
The immortal fate also seemed to sense the crisis and struggled frantically. Breaking into the Void Realm seemed to be its instinct. It would attack one Mahayana Cultivator, then bite another, but all attempts were abandoned halfway, interrupted by the others.
Zhao Yi sighed, "This is what catching an immortal fate looks like. You two were completely just serving yourselves up as food."
Li Yingzhen... Mou Wuwang...
"Stop!"
Mou Wuwang, who had been calm just a moment ago, suddenly erupted. He didn't attack Zhao Yi or Li Yingzhen, but instead charged toward the Mahayana Cultivators who were setting up the Formation in the distance.
They couldn't seize the immortal fate, nor did they want others to seize it.
The remaining three Mahayana Spirit Clan members looked at each other and also followed in Mou Wuwang's footsteps, charging toward the Great Yin Meridian Array.
Compared to the immortal fate that could easily cause one's death and Dao dissipation, the Immortal Dynasty's Mahayana Cultivators were much easier to fight; after all, it would only be the loss of some external Incarnations.
Therefore, these few Mahayana Spirit Clan members fought with their lives, without any scruples.
In the sky, sword light shot everywhere, Saber Qi cut through mountains and broke ridges. The roars of the Spirit Clan and the haughty shouts of the Human Race were endless.
This scene was much livelier than before.
"Should we go help?"
Zhao Yi looked at the sky and asked Li Yingzhen, "Help? Help whom? Helping the Spirit Clan is a capital crime."
Zhao Yi... "Are you sick, or did you eat too much rice corpse?"
"Naturally, to help Uncle."
Li Yingzhen's expression stiffened, "That's unnecessary. He didn't summon us. Going up there would only be a hindrance. It's better to just watch."
"Also..." Li Yingzhen held onto Zhao Yi's shoulder, "Brother Yi, I think I really ate too much; I'm feeling very bloated now."
Zhao Yi...
He looked up and was startled. He saw that Li Yingzhen's entire face had swollen to a purplish-red color, and white smoke was billowing from the top of her head, as if she were on fire.
Zhao Yi originally wanted to help Li Yingzhen sit down, but Li Yingzhen screamed, "Don't move! If you move again, I'll explode."
"Then what should I do? You aren't going to be bloated to death, are you?"
If looks could kill, Zhao Yi would definitely have been torn to shreds by Li Yingzhen.
"Take me into the Fuyu Palace."
Zhao Yi slapped his forehead, "My bad, how could I forget this treasure."
With a thought, Li Yingzhen disappeared.
In the cultivation room of the Fuyu Palace, Zhao Yi replenished the Spirit Stones in the Formation slots.
"Immortal, immortal fate!"
The smoke-billowing Li Yingzhen was still instructing Zhao Yi.
"Don't worry, I'll go out and take a look right now."
Zhao Yi left the Fuyu Palace. The fighting in mid-air was still continuing. The Great Yin Meridian Array in mid-air had already shrunk to a thousand meters in size.
Seeing that the immortal fate was about to be seized by Li Xuanye, the celestial phenomena suddenly changed drastically.
Purple Qi illuminated the entire sky, and it seemed as if Immortals were chanting in the West.
Li Yingzhen stood up abruptly; because she used too much force, she almost fell.
"Someone is Undergoing Tribulation for Immortal Ascension?"