345: Just pretend and leave

Chapter 345: Flexing and Leaving

"Such rich, pure spiritual energy!"

"This spiritual painting spirit is incredibly powerful. It boosts spiritual Cultivation by at least double, and without any side effects."

"Is this the time to be focusing on that?"

Meanwhile, Hu Yunlei's Nature Club team was equally dumbfounded.

Hu Yunlei's eyes were practically splitting open.

His Hu family had spent generations, yet failed to conceptualize a single decent spiritual painting spirit. He never expected Wu Xian to create such a powerful, Heaven-Defying spiritual item.

Crucially, the terrifying plant aura and the absurdly strong Law power, even the Divine Power blessing of the Azure Tree King, couldn't completely resist the Laurel Tree's greed and absorption.

"Damn it, he, he, he... why him?"

While all sides were shocked by the Laurel Tree's might, the Abyssal Great King Fungus began to reveal its true form.

It was a gigantic, humanoid, vermilion-yellow mushroom, topped with a massive mushroom cap – not a mushroom haircut, but a literal mushroom cap.

The mushroom cap had a gaping maw, and when it opened, countless viscous fungal threads spewed out like venom.

The various Clubs were caught completely off guard.

Then, the Abyssal Great King Fungus, with greedy eyes, charged towards the Laurel Tree, its dense fungal threads spreading like a carpet rapidly towards the Laurel Tree.

It looked like it was going to fight the Laurel Tree to the death.

At the same time, the various Clubs also activated their gold scroll fallen god mode, beginning to encircle and attack the Abyssal Great King Fungus.

Buzz ~ Buzz ~!

Projections of Divine Domains appeared above the Abyss, but compared to the Laurel Tree's phenomenon, they somewhat felt like competing with a bright moon.

The scene instantly devolved into chaos.

After Wu Xian, controlling Xiao Dizi and the Laurel Branch Flying Sword, fiercely entangled with the Abyssal Great King Fungus for a while, he retreated steadily. He then quietly put away the Laurel Branch and fled the battlefield on his Flying Sword.

"Hmph! A Plant type painting spirit blessed by a True God is indeed formidable!"

Leaving behind a harsh remark, Wu Xian departed the battlefield.

By this time, the Abyssal Great King Fungus had also entered berserk mode, engaging in a fierce battle with the various fallen god gold scrolls.

"Why do I feel like something isn't right?"

Bai Shiqi, knowing Wu Xian's strength was far greater than what he showed, was somewhat puzzled by Wu Xian's early withdrawal from the fight.

But the battle was now at a critical juncture, and he didn't have time to dwell on these thoughts... the commotion of the great battle behind him was incredibly intense.

Wu Xian, stepping on the Laurel Branch, moved swiftly, preparing to evacuate the Green Abyss.

"Alright, alright, have you absorbed enough?"

Inside the cosmos sack, the Abyssal Great King Fungus's Origin fungal threads were attached to the Laurel Tree, growing and strengthening at a visible rate.

Fortunately, the Laurel Tree wasn't afraid of being absorbed. The Abyssal Great King Fungus had absorbed for a long time, but it had only taken a bit of its spiritual power.

As he spoke, he used his consciousness to retrieve the Laurel Tree from the cosmos sack into his Sea of Consciousness, the strands of vermilion-yellow fungal threads still seemingly unsatisfied.

Ever since the cosmos sack could store living beings, an activated painting spirit could also be contained within it.

Unfortunately, it could only store and retrieve his own painting spirit.

"You're a good human, but it's a pity about all my Cultivation," the vermilion-yellow fungal thread sighed with a bitter smile.

"It's better than dying, isn't it?" Wu Xian asked with a smile.

"That's true." The vermilion-yellow fungal thread was noncommittal. The moment he learned he was a top-tier target for extermination, he already realized his death was imminent. He just held a sliver of hope, thinking at worst he'd start over.

He never expected a human to be willing to help him.

One must know, preserving a trace of ordinary fungal threads versus Origin fungal threads yielded completely different results.

Ordinary fungal threads merely gave him a chance to start from scratch, everything had to begin anew. But Origin fungal threads allowed him to retain the [Divine Power Core] imprint he had painstakingly Cultivated before, which was the Law Veins imprint.

As long as conditions allowed, he could quickly recover his original Realm and combat power.

And this was Wu Xian's core demand.

After all, the Great King Fungus's medicinal properties came from its Divine Power Core Law Veins. Without Origin fungal threads, the Great King Fungus would be worthless to him... Tianfeng Province, provincial capital Dongfeng City, Divine Dog Club.

Ever since President Wang Zhi was defeated by Wu Xian, he had fallen into a state of melancholy.

Coupled with the impact of the True God version on the human landscape, the Wang family had declined severely recently.

The Divine Dog Club also fell into a desolate state, and even the [Ink Jade Bamboo Forest] Cultivation pod provided by the Wang family was forcibly taken away by the Wang family.

The entire Club was lifeless, looking as if it was on the verge of bankruptcy.

The new and old members of the Club were privately discussing finding new affiliations and future prospects.

But Liu Ze and Zhang Cheng were not in a hurry.

After all, they already had a new affiliation; being at the Divine Dog Club now was purely for espionage.

And the rapid decline of the Divine Dog Club now made them thankful for their original choice.

Heh heh, they talked about targeting the Underworld Club?

What did all that targeting achieve in the end?

Targeting themselves out of existence?

However, they had just received a message from President Wang Zhi, seemingly announcing something important, and everyone in the Club was curiously waiting.

But when Wang Zhi appeared before them, it sent shivers down their spines.

Wang Zhi, who once commanded great influence in Tianfeng Province, was now crawling in, supporting himself with his arms. His legs were limp and clearly broken, and a dog leash was around his neck. His face was hollow and vacant, completely devoid of his former arrogance.

Following the dog leash, the one leading Wang Zhi was a middle-aged man in his forties, with an eerie aura and an overwhelming sense of oppression.

A strange energy seemed to flow around the man's body, though it was unclear what it was protecting.

"These are the dogs you've chosen all these years?"

The man's cold gaze swept over everyone present. It seemed that in his eyes, these people were not humans at all, but a pack of dogs.

"Woof ~!"

Wang Zhi's frantic barks were slightly hoarse and pained, but his eyes still shone with absolute loyalty to his master.

"Useless trash!" The man calmly reprimanded, his gaze sweeping over everyone present. An invisible pressure made everyone gasp for breath. "Why are you still standing there? Put on your own dog leashes."

As he spoke, he casually waved his hand, tossing out a pile of dog leashes with dark red collars.

The members of the Divine Dog Club exchanged glances, their expressions shifting between surprise and uncertainty.

Under that terrifying pressure, their bodies couldn't move, and even breathing was difficult.

Seeing this, the man frowned slightly and stomped Wang Zhi to the ground, who struggled in pain. "Is this what you've trained?"

Liu Ze and Zhang Cheng stood in the crowd, not daring to breathe.

They knew without a doubt that the man before them was the legendary Upper Realm being.

Just a single glance was enough to make them gasp for breath.

"I'll have to do it myself!"

The man kicked Wang Zhi aside with a look of disdain. With a raise of his hand, the pile of dog leashes on the ground flew up and went to encircle the necks of everyone present.

Several people instinctively tried to resist, but they were immediately pressed to the ground by a surge of Divine Power, landing on all fours, watching helplessly as the dog leash collars were placed around their necks.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two streaks of faint light flashed, and Liu Ze and Zhang Cheng's figures mysteriously vanished from their original spots.

"Hmm?" The man's face darkened, inexplicably irritated. "Two of them actually escaped?"

If not for that dead rat controlling the spatial Law Veins of the Lower Realm, how could these two dogs have escaped right under his nose?

"True God?" The man gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Let you jump around for a while. How can the majesty of the Heavens be something you can defile?"

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