290: What a pleasant bath.

Is it your turn to speak?!!

The three of them had extremely strange expressions.

Li Ping looked at Jialuo Tian, Jialuo Tian looked at Wang Wu, and Wang Wu looked back at Li Ping.

The three of them just stared at each other like that for a while.

Passing on feelings of confusion and shock.

"What in the world is going on?!!" Li Ping finally couldn't hold back first and shouted out.

"It's too bizarre! What happened here today is too bizarre!" Jialuo Tian shook his head violently, a trace of fear even showing on his face!

He was afraid that he would suddenly become like those countless Immortal Cultivators.

Becoming so crazy!

"It feels like some mysterious big hand is manipulating all of this from behind!"

Looking at the sky full of muscular men, Wang Wu's head was spinning.

He didn't even know if these people had memories.

If they did.

Then what happened today at Mount of Gods in the Ten Heavens definitely couldn't be hidden and would surely shock the entire world!

Things like ten thousand men playing in the rain, or a group of Immortal Cultivators bathing together in piss rain...

Just thinking about it was explosive.

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"Why don't we run! I'm really too scared staying here!"

Jialuo Tian looked east and west.

He, who had always been the most courageous, was actually trembling with fear at this moment.

"Right, right, right, let's hurry and run."

Xie Jiu Tian also quickly said.

He scanned the naked men rubbing against each other in the rain, his face deathly pale: "I don't want to stay with a bunch of lunatics."

As soon as he said that, Li Ping and the others especially wanted to laugh.

Who was the first to go crazy?

"Forget about you, anyway, the Fallen Immortal Curse is on you, and you're about to die. You might as well stay here and take a good look at this once-in-a-million-years scene."

Wang Wu was very disgusted staying with him, crossed his arms, and said again: "And this... uh... smelly rain, don't you think about who caused it?"

He didn't want to say that word.

Xie Jiu Tian: "......"

He lowered his head and pondered for a while, as if deep in thought.

Then he raised his head.

He nodded heavily at the three of them, his gaze sincere: "You are right, I should cancel this rain."

The three of them were already speechless.

What was there to think about? Could it be that he was reluctant to stop?

Under the gaze of the three, Xie Jiu Tian took a deep breath, then slowly raised his head to look at the sky, lifting his hands and moving his body, as if about to perform a ritual.

"No! You summoned the rain with a casual wave, but to cancel it, you need to perform a ritual!?" Wang Wu frowned tightly, his eyes full of disdain.

Damn it, how could his sister like someone like this!

He was doing it on purpose!

Xie Jiu Tian remained silent.

He just thought to himself: Who told them not to stop me from slapping myself just now? Let them get drenched in more rain, to deepen their impression and see if they dare to do it again in the future...

At this moment.

In the void, Myriad Immortal Empress had already taken several sharp breaths.

The maid beside her was already too shocked to speak.

"Ma... Master, this this this..."

"Didn't find anything unusual about them..."

Myriad Immortal Empress took a deep breath, her expression especially strange: "Either there's some power I haven't discovered controlling them, or... they're putting on a joint act."

"Then Master, what do you think it is..."

"Exclude an impossible option, and the remaining one, no matter how absurd, is the truth!"

"You mean there's a power you haven't discovered controlling them?"

"Mm..."

Myriad Immortal Empress lightly nodded her head.

As she finished speaking.

She turned and took a step: "Let's go, this place is not suitable to stay for long."

Myriad Immortal Empress was also afraid, afraid that she would be affected by that undetectable mysterious power.

Splash, splash—

The heavy rain gradually lessened and finally completely dissipated.

And the tens of thousands of Immortal Cultivators who had bathed in the rain, were happily shaking off the water droplets from their bodies, laughing and discussing while wiping themselves.

"Hahaha! That was truly a refreshing bath!"

"Yeah, the last time I was this happy was when I was little in the bathtub."

"Wow! We all smell like piss, it's so strong... Haha, honestly, it's quite a novel experience."

"We have to thank the Southern Absolute Demon Emperor this time. If he hadn't caused the piss rain, we wouldn't have been able to experience this kind of enjoyment."

"Ah, it just feels like something isn't quite right..."

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The sky full of Immortal Cultivators put on their clothes and cast glances at Xie Jiu Tian that were either appreciative or complex.

Around Mount of Gods.

The noisy clamor of the Immortal Cultivators quickly quieted down again.

They hadn't forgotten that they were here to see Xie Jiu Tian off on his final journey.

"Calculating the time, it should be about right."

"Mm... The Southern Absolute Demon Emperor should also go and die."

Li Ping and the other Three Absolutes originally wanted to run, but seeing Xie Jiu Tian kneeling on the ground, their steps felt heavy as if filled with lead, rooted to the spot.

This old friend was about to die.

—Although he caused wave after wave of commotion at the brink of death, he was still going to die soon.

It didn't matter for this short while.

"Ah..."

Xie Jiu Tian, kneeling on one knee, shook his head with a bitter smile.

The golden light of the setting sun shone on him, making his white robe appear golden and translucent.

"My life is only a little interesting at the very end."

As soon as he said this.

Li Ping and the Three Absolutes, and even the surrounding Immortal Cultivators, all felt that his crazy appearance just now was faked.

"If I don't die today."

"Then living such an interesting life continuously is also fine, hahaha."

Xie Jiu Tian laughed softly.

The Immortal Cultivators were silent, some whispering among themselves.

"There are rumors that this Southern Absolute Demon Emperor has multiple portions of Heavens Mandate Luck, is that true?"

"It's very simple. If he has Heavens Mandate Luck, then he won't die today. If he doesn't die today or is resurrected, then putting aside whether the rumor is true or false, the fact that he possesses Heavens Mandate Luck is definitely true."

"If he really doesn't die, does he want to be this crazy every day?"

"How could that be? Once he really lives, his thoughts will definitely change."

"Hard to say, you're not him..."

Under the gaze of the Immortal Cultivators, that Southern Absolute Demon Emperor fell to the ground.

In their perception.

The opponent's life force was rapidly decreasing, like a candlelight being swallowed by darkness, so weak that it couldn't even illuminate itself clearly.

Whoosh—!

At a certain moment, that candlelight completely disappeared.

Originally, it should have been a scene of all Immortal Cultivators sharing in sorrow, extremely sad.

But after experiencing that wave of piss rain just now, it was quite miraculous that not a single person present felt sad.

The sky rumbled, emitting a harsh sound.

The Immortal Cultivators looked up at the sky, only to see a streak of blood-red appear from the center of the sky, quickly dyeing the entire sky red, like blood soaking into a fish tank!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After three earth-shattering booms, it was as if the waters of the Nine Heavens suddenly burst their banks, and a torrential downpour suddenly fell with a splash!

The rainwater was blood-red.

Like the blood and tears of the heavens.

The Immortal Cultivators were in a strange mood.

This reminded them of the experiences just now; less than one or two minutes had passed, and some people's hair hadn't even dried yet.