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Chapter 333: Resentful Souls and Black Mud

Chapter 333: Resentful Souls and Black Mud

Four extraordinary treasures were found in the jade pool:

A slender dark yellow incense stick rooted in the black mist at the bottom of the pool, surrounded by swirling smoke, resembling a lotus platform exhaling smoke. Upon the platform, one could faintly discern the figure of a Buddha sitting peacefully, adorned with flowers.

A shape-shifting black mud slowly absorbed the black mist below, occasionally vague faces of resentful souls surging out from within the mud, only to silently dissipate in the jade pool.

An exquisite small seal, depicting on its four sides a vajra, prayer beads, wooden fish, and prayer flags, with bursts of golden light emanating from below, suppressing the black mist underneath.

And a small emerald sword, with a crystal-clear blade exuding rich vitality, freely swimming in the jade pool like a fish.

All four treasures appeared extraordinary, of exceptional quality.

Lu Xuan and the other six each occupied a position, working together to break the restriction enveloping the jade pool.

The spiritual power shield trembled, while the black mist at the bottom grew more rampant.

With a loud bang, the spiritual shield shattered, and the black mist surged, radiating with brilliant light.

The four treasures shot out of the jade pool like lightning.

Prepared in advance, each person immediately used their techniques, rushing towards the treasures flying in different directions.

A short cultivator with boneless arms swiftly extended his arm and grabbed the emerald sword. Before he could retract it, a thunderous sword aura from Zhou Bingyu swiftly struck his strange arms.

As the hunchbacked old man's hump soared, a cry like that of a wailing baby sounded, and a dark green infant ghost appeared out of thin air, tightly clutching the delicate Buddhist seal.

Seeing this, the old man's face lit up with joy. Just as he was about to recall the infant ghost, a grayish light shone on it, causing it to pause involuntarily, and the seal in its hand fell to the ground.

A crimson sword light flashed and enveloped the dark yellow incense stick, arriving in front of a refined scholar.

Suppressing his excitement, the scholar controlled the sword light and rushed outward.

"Trying to escape?"

The blood-robed cultivator sneered. Such high-quality blood essence was enough for him to cultivate a Blood Congealing Yin Insect King. How could he bear to let the refined scholar leave?

Countless bloodlights swept towards the scholar, emitting sharp hissing sounds as if harboring countless insects.

Among the four treasures, Lu Xuan's first choice was the black mud oozing with resentful souls.

He speculated that this black mud was most likely used to cultivate spiritual plants, so his priority was set on it.

The moment the black mud surged out with numerous resentful souls, he controlled the fourth-grade Wind and Thunder Sword and intercepted the mud in a flash of lightning.

"This treasure is mine!"

A rough voice resounded, and the burly cultivator, barely five feet tall, stomped fiercely on the ground. His towering figure turned into numerous residual shadows, charging towards the Wind and Thunder Sword and the resentful soul black mud.

Lu Xuan remained silent, his figure drifting like a floating light, arriving in front of the black mud.

With a thought, the Wind and Thunder Sword emanated a deep black sword aura, accompanied by roaring winds and thunder, surging violently towards the burly middle-aged cultivator.

The burly cultivator, standing at seven feet tall, swelled again, his body covered in dense dark muscles resembling solid rocks, directly blocking the incoming black sword aura.

Having immersed himself in body refining for over a hundred years, his physical body was incredibly robust, comparable to a fourth-grade magical weapon. He was confident in withstanding Lu Xuan's sword aura.

But he underestimated the power of the Wind and Thunder Sword.

A product of the luminous orbs, it was forged from extraterrestrial wind and thunderstone, containing immense wind and thunder power, ranking among the top of its grade among similar artifacts.

Moreover, Lu Xuan had nurtured the sword in the mysterious Jade Sword Sheath for days, further enhancing its quality.

He also integrated the previously acquired third-grade Xun Lei Sword Essence into the sword.

All these factors greatly amplified the might of the Wind and Thunder Sword.

In the face of a direct confrontation with the burly cultivator, the sword aura fell on his swollen body, and his rock-like muscles seemed as soft as tofu, effortlessly cleaved apart. Deep wounds with flickering electric arcs appeared, demonstrating the terrifying power of the sword aura.

"Ah!!"

The burly cultivator howled in agony, feeling the threat of the dark sword aura to his flesh. The wounds wriggled as if imbued with life, neutralizing and expelling the sword aura.

He had originally intended to snatch one treasure from this early Foundation Establishment cultivator, but he had not expected this seemingly inconspicuous cultivator to inflict such massive damage on him effortlessly.

Blood surged in his mind, spiritual energy violently surged in his body, and within his ribs and shoulders, flesh wriggled, and four extra arms grew instantaneously.

Six huge dark fists rained down like a storm, madly smashing towards Lu Xuan.

"This is a bit tricky."

Lu Xuan made the black mud with resentful souls disappear silently, storing it in the Gluttonous Insect Pouch, while avoiding the huge fists that covered a large area around him.

"Although I have practiced two body-refining techniques, consumed many strong body-enhancing spiritual fruits, and acquired treasures, my physical body is already extremely robust, roughly on par with this transformed cultivator."

"Considering his frenzied attacks, if I'm not careful, I might end up with some minor injuries."

His figure resembled a lone boat, rising and falling in the tumultuous waves.

"It's better to resolve this quickly."

The middle-aged burly cultivator was at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment. To end it once and for all, Lu Xuan silently produced a crimson talisman.

It was the fourth-grade Grand Sun Sword Talisman from the luminous orbs.

On the crimson talisman, a scorching sun suddenly expanded, and countless dazzling red sword auras shot out, attacking the six-armed burly cultivator.

In the cultivator's eyes, it seemed as if a scorching sun had erupted, with rays of light filling his vision and deeply imprinting in his mind. His consciousness momentarily blurred.

When he reacted, countless red sword auras had already arrived in front of him.

His towering figure was instantly submerged in an endless ocean of sword qi.

As the sword aura dissipated, the middle-aged burly cultivator's figure emerged.

He fell to his knees, his six arms hanging weakly, and his body was riddled with holes left by the countless sword auras.

Through the holes, one could see his charred muscles and organs, his blood evaporated by the contact with the Grand Sun Sword Qi, leaving only an empty shell.

Lu Xuan quietly conjured a strange lantern in his hand, with bones as the handle, human skin as the cover, and countless dim red lights under the lantern base swaying gently like tentacles.

A green light flew out from the middle-aged burly cultivator's celestial aperture and entered the soul-inducing lamp from under the base.

On the ghastly white candle, countless gloomy souls and grievances were compressed, and the green light merged into the candle, revealing a face that was obviously stronger than other grievances, bearing some resemblance to the middle-aged burly cultivator.

Lu Xuan held the Wind and Thunder Sword and arrived in front of the cultivator's corpse. With a sweep of spiritual power, the cultivator's storage pouch appeared in his hand.

Although the endless sword qi stirred up by the Grand Sun Sword Talisman did not directly assault the other cultivators, the six of them were somewhat affected by the dazzling sword aura.

Sensing the death of the middle-aged burly cultivator, everyone was shocked.

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