Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 223 A Heavenly Blade Slash, the Holy Maiden Suffers
The next instant, taking advantage of the moment when Tianxuan Saintess was distracted, Chen Shunan had already released the Heart-Piercing Nail, which was hidden in the misty sky, and it shot out.

Chen Shunan focused his mind on the Niwan acupoint between his eyebrows, summoned a primordial spirit, and leaped into the air. He was clearly unarmed and showed no signs of exerting any force.

But he raised his hand and slashed!
Although Chen Shunan could not yet achieve the level of astral projection, his thoughts were capable of slashing with a heavenly blade. At best, it would bewitch the soul; at worst, it would leave the body as fresh as before, but the true soul within would be reduced to withered dust.

It's just an empty shell now.

Before Chen Shun'an could fully realize his true intention after slaying the six thieves, he could only keep his thoughts within his body and could only slash himself once.

But after summoning the primordial spirit and having it reside in the Niwan point.

He then discovered that he could activate his primordial spirit and, following the mysterious energy, perform a Heavenly Blade Slash, striking the opponent's soul, or rather, their will.

Chen Shunan then named it "Heavenly Blade Slash"!
Thus, in Tianxuan Saintess's vision, all she could see was sharp, domineering sword light, so intense that it was hard to look directly at it. However, if she were to urge her magic power and use her spiritual sense to look closely, she could vaguely see that behind the sword light, there was actually a huge primordial spirit sitting cross-legged, which was exactly the same as Chen Shunan's current appearance. It only glanced at her indifferently.

"Bitterness."

Tianxuan Saintess let out a long cry, her soul trembled, she spat out several mouthfuls of blood essence, and her body went limp and collapsed, her life or death unknown.

The [Liu Baowan Toad Tendon] slipped from her hand and rolled in the snow, its pale blue light gradually dimming.

Chen Shunan flashed and arrived like a shadow, lifting Tianxuan Saintess with one hand and picking up [Liu Bao Wan Chan Jin] with the other. His movements were clean, neat, and skillful.

Then, Chen Shunan's gaze narrowed slightly as he stared intently at a certain figure behind the Pixiu statue at the entrance of the Martial Arts Hall.

Then he withdrew his gaze and his figure vanished abruptly.

All that remained were collapsed high-rise buildings, a scene of utter devastation, and a group of dumbfounded martial artists.

……

The snow fog had not yet dissipated, and the entire street was completely silent, so quiet that you could clearly hear a pin drop.

"What happened just now?"

Some people whispered among themselves, their eyes filled with fear and confusion.

How could a perfectly good tall building just collapse for no reason?

It looks like someone is fighting in the smoke?

But in the blink of an eye, all the sounds disappeared.

"So, shall we still fight?"

You Shui San'er, clutching his weapon, stared blankly at the mortar gang members who had rolled down to his side and were now standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

Hong Wuye, Zhang Wei, and Zhang Xiangling appeared instantly.

Standing in front of the ruins of the tall building, there was a mark on the ground that looked as if someone had been embedded alive into the ground.

Then, the three of them turned their gaze to the ground, to the pool of water that was as clear as amber, radiating a rich life force, and carrying a mysterious and aloof air...

blood.

The immortals shed blood, their fate unknown.

Hong Wuye blinked, his already somewhat dark cheeks suddenly flushing with excitement. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he somewhat lost his composure, slowly uttering a swear word mixed with local dialect.
"Fuck your mother..."

Only Master Hong Wu himself knew that, despite his arrogant and domineering demeanor, he had single-handedly targeted the Holy Maiden Tianxuan for several months.

But only he knew the hardships he had endured.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if all the frustration in my heart had been swept away.

Moreover, besides the pool of immortal blood, a faint and unique aura lingered at the scene.

It is not magic, but a magnificent and lofty, pure and yang charm, like mountains encircling gentle waves, and snow surging and flying.

Even a fleeting glimpse after a long time cannot help but evoke a sense of shame, insignificance, and awe, like a frog at the bottom of a well finally seeing the sky.

Zhang Wei wiped his eyes with one hand, then pressed the [Qi Ginseng Seed], which he had finally managed to activate, back down. His voice was somewhat strained as he slowly said...

"It is the primordial spirit... its true meaning is perfected, and it uses martial arts to kill immortals."

Fortunately, he was still adjusting his state and preparing for a bloody battle with Tianxuan Saintess.

In the blink of an eye, the Holy Maiden was gone!
"Wuqing County actually has such a person? No wonder my Zhang family and even the four major academies have always attached great importance to Wuqing County. Could it be that this place is blessed by good fortune and blessed with outstanding talents, so that every ten years or so, a martial arts prodigy will emerge out of nowhere?"

Zhang Wei was somewhat shocked.

Moreover, the Zhang family also has several members who have achieved perfect enlightenment, and he has even had considerable contact with them.

But no one else could give him such a feeling...

He's practically a martial arts master!
At this moment, even Zhang Xiangling, who was always unconventional and obsessed with martial arts, couldn't help but fall silent and lose her composure. Faced with this spiritual intent, she couldn't muster the slightest desire to challenge it.

He has achieved true mastery and is only one step away from becoming a martial arts grandmaster.

Upon reaching this level, all six thieves are destroyed, the primordial spirit awakens, and one even possesses some divine and profound abilities.

Killing immortals is proof of that.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, clear outlines appeared among the ruins.

Some of the bolder members of the Shui San'er and Dui Fang gang slowly stepped forward.

Both sides remained wary, their hands on the hilts of their swords, but they had lost all interest in fighting.

Approaching that pool of immortal blood.

A peculiar fragrance wafted into my nostrils, flowing down my throat and throughout my body, making me feel completely relaxed and comfortable, even easing the pain from my wounds.

"Gululu..."

The cries of hunger rose and fell, breaking the silence like thunder.

Many of the Shui San'er and Duifang gang members swallowed hard, some of them greedily eyeing the pool of immortal blood.

Why does the blood of immortals smell so good?

I really want to drink it, just one sip, even just a lick. No, no, that would be a sin against the gods!

Among the crowd, Old Bai, who had contracted tuberculosis, stared blankly at the pool of blood on the ground.

Suddenly, he unleashed unprecedented strength, pushing aside the figures blocking his way and even ignoring the oppressive aura of the three True Meaning Masters, including Master Hong Wu, before rushing towards the pool of immortal blood.

He first carefully licked it, and his tongue instantly exploded with an unprecedented sweetness.

A surge of warmth, like a torrent bursting through a dam, exploded in his stomach, shattering his reason as well.

He immediately prostrated himself on the ground and greedily sucked at the food.

Using a mortal body to drink the blood of an immortal.

"Mine, mine, that's mine!"

"I want to drink too!"

"Lick my ass! Anyone got a steamed bun? Dip it in and eat it!"

In that instant, whether it was the gang members from the mortar, Shui San'er from the water pit, or even the martial arts practitioners who came to help with their faces covered, they all seemed to have forgotten the difference between their factions, having been fighting to the death just a moment ago.

They all immediately turned red in the eyes and rushed over, pushing and shoving each other.

"This……"

Looking at the bizarre chaos before her, Zhang Xiangling couldn't help but speak up.

"Let's go."

Zhang Wei pulled Zhang Xiangling back, but his gaze was somewhat horrified as he looked at the group of martial artists who seemed to have lost their minds.

Hong Wuye remained silent and did not say much. He simply looked at Bai Manlou, Xiao Qingchou, and the others who were hiding in the alley and on the eaves, and nodded silently, signaling them to leave.

At this moment, it seemed that what was flowing on the ground was not the blood of immortals.

Rather, it is a life-saving elixir.

It is no different from those pills made from the flesh and bones of monsters and beasts.

……

"Holy Maiden, where has the Holy Maiden gone? What should we do?"

Guan Sheng crawled out of a pile of broken bricks in a disheveled state, covered in dust and dirt, his brocade robe torn in several places, revealing the white, blistered skin underneath.

He was about to hurl a few curses when he suddenly looked at the riotous crowd not far away, and subconsciously lowered his voice, not daring to approach.

His face was somewhat distorted, even ferocious, like a gambler who had gone all in at a gambling den only to find that the entire gambling den, including the dealer, had vanished without a trace.

"Brother Guan, don't be in a hurry."

Huang Xing, standing nearby, was clearing away the broken bricks pressing down on his legs. His fingertips were covered in dust, and he feigned just the right amount of anxiety on his face as he said in a deep voice,
“With the Holy Maiden’s strength, nothing will go wrong. Perhaps it’s just a temporary retreat… How about this, you lead a group of your followers to find the Holy Maiden, and I’ll stay here to clean up this mess, so that those treacherous Water Wozi gang can’t take advantage of the situation.”

"Oh? I can't accept this..."

Guan Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then his expression suddenly softened considerably. His eyebrows subtly lifted, and he even offered a few words of feigned modesty.

"It's alright. We are all from the same mill, so we are bound by fate... I just hope that when Brother Guan rises to prominence and receives the Holy Maiden's guidance, he will not forget me, Huang."

Huang Xing dusted himself off and spoke sincerely.

"Haha, Brother Huang, what are you saying? Of course, of course!"

Guan Sheng couldn't help but let out a smug laugh, but when he caught sight of the government officials and military officers rushing over from not far away, his laughter abruptly stopped, and his face instantly tightened.

He simply cupped his hands in greeting to Huang Xing before quickly issuing a secret order and leading a group of members from the mill away.

After Guan Sheng left.

Huang Xing's anxiety vanished instantly. He then dusted himself off, tidied his disheveled hair, and walked out calmly.

He smiled obsequiously and bowed, both helping to restrain the chaotic threshing room gang members and bribing the yamen runners on site with silver.

He was adept at navigating social situations and left no room for criticism.

Huang Xing had no idea what had happened to the Holy Maiden.

But he knew that at this critical juncture, if someone like Guan Sheng were to blindly flatter superiors and vie for credit, jumping around everywhere, they would most likely run into trouble.

Huang Xing only wanted to be a landowner who owned a mill.

As for who leads you, and whether the person who leads you is alive or dead, it doesn't matter.

What matters is that you live your own life.

……

At the entrance of the Military Academy, the snow and mist had not yet dissipated.

Zhang Xuling emerged silently from behind the Pixiu statue.

He was dressed in a Taoist robe, his face calm and expressionless. He merely glanced indifferently in the direction Chen Shunan had left, without uttering a word.

The government's constables and military trainees arrived on the scene, armed with knives and clubs to disperse the chaotic crowd and stop the madmen who were trying to steal the immortal blood.

In just a short while, not to mention the immortal blood, even the ground was licked clean by Shui San'er, the members of the Duifang gang, and others.

Then they bowed to each other and left.

The constables, soldiers, and constables all had heavy waistbands, indicating that Huang Xing had taken good care of them.

So he had no intention of arresting them and stood silently to the side, letting them leave.

Perfect understanding~
Zhang Xiangling turned back to the military academy and saw Zhang Xuling. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly stepped forward, her voice filled with barely concealed excitement.
"Master Zhang!"

(End of this chapter)