Chapter 403 - Acquired Soul Treasure
Chapter 403: Acquired Soul Treasure
Jiang He estimated that a single Strengthened Heavenly Thunderbolt Atomic Hand Grenade was equal in power to a hundred Heavenly Thunderbolt Hand Grenades… but just now, he had thrown out five of those!
The simultaneous explosion of those five Heavenly Thunderbolt Hand Grenades could actually vaporize three Mars.
Therefore, even if Jiang He had managed to run over fifty kilometers away after fleeing right after he threw the grenades, keeping himself over four hundred kilometers away from the center of the explosion, he could feel a frightening power erupting behind him in that very moment, tearing apart the dozens of defensive mystic treasures that he had invoked in an instant.
Jiang He felt a pricking sensation in his mouth, and soon vomited a mouthful of warm blood. Then, in the next instant, his body was blown uncontrollably over four hundred kilometers away like a speck of dust amidst a storm.
Beneath him, Hu Mei’s snow-white fur was instantly charred and blackened. Struck by the terrible explosion, a mere full-fledged Heavenly Immortal like her could hardly defend against it.
It was therefore fortunate that Jiang He did not lose consciousness even though he was sent flying. Coughing mouthfuls of blood, he invoked dozens of mystic treasures to protect himself and Hu Mei while continuing to rush into the distance.
They only stopped when they were fifteen hundred kilometers away.
Then, Jiang He promptly took out a healing pellet for injury and stuffed it down Hu Mei’s mouth. Her injuries hence healed rapidly, and even her blackened fur were rapidly regenerating at a visible rate.
Jiang He was dumbstruck.
Looking as if he had seen a ghost, he exclaimed in surprise, “This rank-seven healing pellet is actually that effective?”
Hmm…
He seemed to have strengthened it with one whole pack of Living Soil of the Nine Heavens after he had refined those healing pellets as well…
At that thought, Jiang He quickly took out another healing pellet and ate it.
Though he had dozens of defensive mystic treasures protecting him and his physique could match a mediocre-grade immortal item, he was less than five hundred kilometers away from the center of the blast. And even though he was not actually hurt…
Much of his hair had already been burned off.
It would be nice to take one and regrow his hair.
As he swallowed, Jiang He looked at the distant stars.
Even if he was fifteen hundred kilometers away, Jiang He could still feel the frightening thunderstorm that the five Strengthened Heavenly Thunderbolt Atomic Hand Grenades had instantly erupted into, and had to direct his qi as well as Immortal Yuan Strength to withstand it…
Nonetheless, observing any other portion of the explosion would be enough to guess what the devastation at the center was like.
The old Golden Immortal Fox was consumed within the violet thunderbolts while screaming desperately…
Still, the inside could not be observed with the raging violet thunderbolts.
The violet thunderstorm only faded after three minutes, and the center of the explosion had actually left a massive spatial rift, with the old Golden Immortal Fox nowhere to be seen.
“Eh?”
“Why is there such a gigantic spatial rift?”
Jiang He exclaimed in surprise, “Impressive… I could barely tear spatiality apart even with my full-powered blows now, but my grenades could blow up such a massive spatial rift? This has to be up a hundred and fifty kilometers wide… huh!”
“The rift is closing itself?”
He then looked around and searched everywhere, but could not find the remains of the old Daemon Fox. Unable to hold back a frown, he muttered, “That old thing did not seem weak and looked like he could be an elite amongst Golden Immortals… but it turns out that he’s actually that puny.”
“There’s not even scraps of him left with just five Strengthened Heavenly Thunderbolt Atomic Hand Grenades… eh?”
Even as the thought occurred to him, Jiang He’s gaze shifted toward the spatial rift which was slowly closing itself, and soon found a mystic treasure flying out from within the pitch-black spatial rift.
It was an Ancient Bronze Bell shining with blue radiance and a curious Dao aura.
Beneath the protection of its radiance was a meter-long fox.
And that wolf was the old Daemon Fox’s psyche.
He was less than several miles away from the five Strengthened Heavenly Thunderbolt Atomic Hand Grenades and rushed to the heart of the explosion due to the inertia from moving at such rapid speed. His physical body was basically destroyed, and it was fortunate that he invoked a soul treasure in time to keep his psyche alive, even slipping into the spatial rift to run away from death.
Be that as it may, his psyche was maimed considerably and felt a little unreal.
Whoosh!
Once the Ancient Bronze Bell came out, it promptly shot toward the distant stars, with the old Daemon Fox’s psyche looking as if he had seen a ghost.
What the hell was that?!
I’ve been fighting in the celestial battlefield for years, and have just returned to the homeworld…
No, I have yet to return to the homeworld or even see a glimpse of it—but I’ve already been ambushed?
Where did that human Heavenly Immortal come from?
And what was that hidden weapon he just threw?
As various doubts flashed in his mind, the old Daemon Fox’s psyche ignored all else and promptly steered the Ancient Bronze Bell, fleeing toward the distant stars.
“Soul treasure!”
Fifteen hundred kilometers away, Jiang He was surprised but promptly reacted. He hence moved, turning into a flash of lightning in pursuit, roaring as he gave chase, “Don’t try to run, old dog! You are definitely dying today!”
The old Daemon Fox’s psyche turned to look and paled in fright at the sight, and was unable to hold back from exclaiming, “No way…”
“How could a Heavenly Immortal be as imposing as him?”
“How is he moving so fast?”
Between a few breaths, the distance between Jiang He was reduced from more than fifteen hundred kilometers away to less than that.
He was too quick!
Now that he possessed Thunder Dao Form, he could fly like a flashing thunderbolt at a speed that would match average Golden Immortals’. While the Green Hill Foxes were adept at flying, the old Daemon Fox’s physical body was destroyed and his psyche grievously injured. How fast could he fly even if he was steering a defensive soul treasure?
As he tried to escape, he communicated through telepathy, “Who the devil are you? I have no quarrel with you, why would you ambush me?”
He had a hunch that the human elite was the one who had wiped out his clan, but kept quiet about it right then. Inwardly, he was also cursing at his fellow twelve Heavenly Immortal Foxes and four True Immortal Foxes.
What the heck.
Why are you people flying so slowly?
“I am a clan elder of the Green Hill Foxes, a clan watched over by Grand Luo elites, just as some of our elites serve Mistress Nüwa. Why would you be hostile with the Green Hill Foxes over no reason?”
Jiang He, who was focused in pursuit, felt his heart pounding…
Were the Green Hill Foxes really that powerful?
A Grand Luo elite….
They were superior beings even in ancient times!
Moreover, their elites serve Nüwa as her subordinates… which left Jiang He with a major headache!
“No!”
“I absolutely can’t let him escape!”
“I’ve wiped out the Green Hill Foxes and their history on Earth, and even ambushed their Golden Immortal. Now that I’m exposed and allowed him to bring news back to the celestial battlefield, their Grand Luo would come after me, and I definitely would not be able to stop them!”
Jiang He hence took out a pepper with a flip of his palm.
Crunch, crunch.
He ate it, realizing that it was a godly item.
Even when the level of his farm was still low, he did not pay it much mind when he bought those pepper seeds, but it was useful for him even now.
After all, even rank-nine spirit pellets that could strengthen combat ability was ineffective now that he was a full-fledged Heavenly Immortal… Jiang He even considered improving the pepper, and looked for some mutated pepper seeds to plant and cultivate with the Living Soil of the Nine Heavens.
Kaboom!
Jiang He’s aura shot up, as did his speed.
The old Daemon Fox’s psyche was almost frightened to death at the sight, though he soon became delighted—there were a dozen immortal lights approaching from the opposite direction of the distant stars.
Help had arrived.
With that in mind, he stopped the Ancient Bronze Bell, turning to look at Jiang He while communicating through telepathy, saying, “Human brat! You dare wipe out the history of the Green Hill Foxes on the homeworld, even ambushing me and destroying my physical body? I will break your bones and skin you on this day, and fashion a sky lantern out of your psyche in eternal torment!”
Jiang He had noticed the immortal lights darting towards him from the distance as well.
His heart sank, and he thought, ‘The other Immortal Foxes have arrived…’
‘They are less than five thousand kilometers from here!’
‘If I let them group up, killing them would be difficult…’
Hence…
He set his blood essence and Immortal Yuan Strength aflame!
Kaboom!
Jiang He’s speed shot up by several notches again, and he invoked the Mosquito Cutter with a flip of his palm. The Scripture of Chaos Thundersword charged, thunderbolts flashed around him at once, and endless flashes of thunderbolts converged among the stars over five hundred kilometers.
Then, just several hundred kilometers away, he swung his sword.
Boom!
A boom like a thunderclap.
That swing had actually let out a burst of thunderclap. Sword Qi resembling violet thunderbolts tore through the stars, instantly landing on the Ancient Bronze Bell above the psyche of the old Daemon Fox.
Secret Art of Chaos Thundersword!
Shiiing!
The ancient bell shook, while the psyche of the old Daemon Fox laughed telepathically beneath it. “Brat, this bell was bestowed to me by the Grand Luo of our clan. With an acquired soul treasure like this protecting me, you would never hurt me… eh?”
“What?!”
And yet, the psyche of the old Daemon Fox showed a look of fear before he finished.
The Secret Art of the Chaos Thundersword contained a Secret Yuan Spirit Technique too.
Though the Ancient Bronze Bell was so powerful in defense that even Golden Immortals would have a hard time piercing it, that only applied to the physical level.
On the other hand, secret Yuan Spirit techniques were an attack on the spiritual level.
The Ancient Bronze Bell would never stop it.
When Jiang He’s second slash reached it, the psyche of the old Daemon Fox beneath the Ancient Bronze Bell shuddered and turned even thinner. His tone promptly changed at that as he begged for mercy, but Jiang He ignored it and continued swinging his sword.
He let out nine slashes under a single breath, reaching the Ancient Bronze Bell himself by the time that his ninth slash reached.
On the other hand, the old Daemon Fox’s psyche that resided in the Ancient Bronze Bell had completely faded.
Jiang He extended his hand and beckoned, retrieving the Ancient Bronze Bell while he looked up toward the distance.
The many immortal lights streaking toward him had stopped five hundred kilometers away, each of them appearing stunned, frightened, and to some extent, bewildered.
What was even going on?
How did this happen?
Their elder… was gone???