Guixu Immortal Kingdom

Chapter 53 The Second Capture of the King
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The method of beheading and capturing the king has always been Ji Tianhao's most direct philosophy.

The best way to solve a problem is to eliminate the key figures who created it.

Previously, when facing the desert wolf pack, he wanted to hunt down the wolf king, but due to a lightning strike from the sky, someone unexpectedly helped him, which prevented him from achieving his goal. This time, he once again set his sights on the pharaoh outside.

The goal we failed to achieve last time, we must achieve this time.

hold head high! !

Baxia Dragon Lord and he were twins, their true spirits one. Of course, he understood Ji Tianhao's intentions at this moment. He immediately raised his head and let out a high-pitched dragon roar. His entire body began to move, and the tortoise shell shield covered his whole body. With this movement, he first crashed into the mummies. The heavy tortoise shell exploded with tremendous force upon impact. The bandages on the mummies instantly burst, and their bodies were torn to pieces by the impact.

The other party, however, had absolutely no effect on it.

Without any hesitation, they charged straight out of the camp and headed directly for the pharaoh.

The entire process was witnessed by everyone in the camp.

"Alright, Brother Ji, if you're planning to go and behead that mummy pharaoh, that will definitely throw these mummies into chaos. Without a commander, they'll be much easier to deal with."

"With Baxia Dragon Lord's abilities, he can definitely kill the Pharaoh. Even if he can't, he can at least distract the Pharaoh and prevent him from continuing to command the horde of corpses to attack. This will allow us to deal with these damned mummies more effectively."

"This talent is truly unreasonable. A natal puppet like Baxia Dragon Lord is a shortcut to instant success. I want such a shortcut too."

Inside the camp, a group of people who still had some strength left watched with a mixture of anticipation and emotion. They could all see that Ji Tianhao was preparing to do something. However, the problem was that even if they knew, they couldn't imitate him. Not everyone had a natal puppet like the Baxia Dragon Lord. Under the tortoise shell shield, it was even more ruthless than a tortoise. Among the Black Iron rank, very few could actually break through the shield.

They are born with an invincible position, possessing the right and confidence to roam freely.

Such talent is something that people can only envy and be jealous of.

Baxia Dragon King's speed is quite astonishing, completely unlike the slowness of turtles, and it can be extremely swift when it runs.

The mummy pharaoh clearly possessed wisdom far exceeding that of ordinary mummies. He had long ago realized that the most threatening figure in the camp was this Baxia. From the beginning, he dispatched a large number of mummies to attack it. Unexpectedly, not only was he unable to suppress it at all, but he also lost a large number of his subordinates. Now, it was coming directly at him.

Instantly, anger ignited in his eyes.

He waved the scepter in his hand at Baxia.

Wow! !

Under an invisible force, countless grains of sand on the sand in front of them suddenly began to writhe, constantly turning and twisting. The sand spun rapidly like water, forming a huge desert vortex, a quicksand vortex. As it spun continuously, it generated a huge swallowing force, capable of pulling in everything in the vortex and burying it deep in the quicksand.

Normal quicksand is already terrifying, but now, driven by the Pharaoh, the rolling quicksand is no less than having a blade wheel scraping against your body. It can easily grind your skin to shreds, and the destructive power is only stronger. Getting caught in it is no different from being put into a meat grinder, where your flesh and blood will be shredded into dust.

Spell - Quicksand Vortex!

Once unleashed, it displays an aura that can devour everything.

boom! !

However, a cold glint flashed in Baxia Longjun's eyes. A powerful force of earth vein energy emanated from his body. His limbs landed on the sand, and with just a light tap, an invisible wave covered the surrounding area. The originally violently churning quicksand seemed to be suppressed by an irresistible force, losing all power. Baxia walked on the quicksand as if it were flat ground, and the devouring force could not affect it.

Step by step, they trudged through the shifting sands, drawing ever closer to the Pharaoh.

Clang! !

Just as Baxia was about to approach the mummy pharaoh, suddenly, a clanging sound of air being torn apart was heard in the void. A dazzling sword light instantly struck the pharaoh, flashing across his neck before his head fell off. Then, the sword light dissipated.

"These bandaged mummies in the Golden Sands Moon are impossible to kill off. How cruel this world is to our human race."

"The Way! The Way! The Way!!"

"The Way of Heaven, the Way of Earth, the Way of Demons, the Way of Ghosts." In the void, a rugged man with a full beard, riding on sword light, looked down at the camp still in the midst of a chaotic battle, a determined glint in his eyes.

Humanity is difficult, so he must rely on his sword to cut through thorns and brambles and carve out a path to survival.

Logically, he should have slaughtered all the mummies below and rescued everyone in the camp. However, he had experienced this situation many times before. Slaying the most powerful pharaoh was already the greatest help he could give to his people. The remaining mummies, if they had the courage, could actually be turned into resources that were beneficial to them. If he couldn't handle it, then it was simply his fate.

He had personally sheltered some wandering camps, but after killing all the powerful enemies, they would soon encounter new dangers and would be gone again without him intervening.

Without experiencing trials and tribulations, one can never truly grow.

There's simply not enough people to save.

"Where does my humanitarian future lie? This world is so difficult."

The bearded man shook his head slightly and sighed. He stepped on the sword light and headed into the distance, without stopping or intending to communicate with the people below.

Below, Baxia had stopped, and Ji Tianhao stared silently at the mummy pharaoh, whose head had been separated from his body.

My heart is filled with complex emotions.

"My massive mummy pharaoh was slain by a single sword strike."

"My strategy is to capture the king first, but just as I was about to make my move, the king disappeared again."

Ji Tianhao was speechless for a moment.

I looked at the figure that had already disappeared on the horizon.

This is the second time. The first time, he tried to capture the king but was killed by lightning. The second time, he was beheaded by a sword flash. Twice he tried to capture and kill the king, but he died halfway through.

I have a thousand words in my heart, but I don't know how to say them.

That feeling is simply indescribable.

"Who exactly is that bearded man? Such powerful sword light! Under a single sword light, that pharaoh had no ability to resist and was instantly killed. He's truly amazing."

Qi Lin clicked his tongue in amazement.

As he spoke, he sighed, marveling at the sheer number of powerful figures in this Void Realm, having encountered so many in a single day. Unfortunately, it seemed he had only casually rescued and dealt with the most formidable beings on the battlefield. The other underlings, however, remained uninvolved, and if they were to die in battle, they wouldn't intervene, which felt extremely strange.

"I've heard about this situation from other wandering camps as well. It's said that some of the stronger members of the human race, when encountering human forces and seeing danger, will lend a helping hand if they are capable. They will only kill the strongest among the enemies, and will not interfere with the others. Only those who survive one danger after another are the future of the human race and the talents that are most needed, not hothouse flowers that wither at the slightest breeze."

Liu San chimed in from the side.

A person can only rely on themselves.

Tian Xingjian, the gentleman is self-improvement.

This is the way for humanity to strengthen itself.

"Go back and continue hunting other mummies."

Ji Tianhao took a deep breath and suppressed the special feelings in his heart. If he couldn't capture the king this time, so be it. He would try again next time if he had the chance. He didn't believe he couldn't succeed next time.

In an instant, he collected the mummy pharaoh's body and sent it into the black hole.

Watching the corpse within the black hole being rapidly devoured and refined, it was clear throughout the process that what was being extracted from the mummy was not life essence, but another special power. The extracted essence was gray in color, containing no trace of life, let alone life essence.

(End of this chapter)