Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 315:
Chapter 315: Chapter 75 Battle! (6000th update)_4
He couldn’t help but sneer, “Heh, I told you, you can’t absorb it… It is impossible!”
Zhu Ziji stared blankly with his eyes wide open.
Unbelievably, he watched a rich stream of blood energy quickly rise from the blood bead next to him, and under Wang Ba’s guidance, it quickly merged into the other’s… waist?
“How could you absorb…”
“Your Dantian, how could it…”
Zhu Ziji’s face was filled with disbelief.
However, immediately, he was consumed by unprecedented terror!
This Wang Ba, he was actually practicing the Blood Method!
But he shouldn’t… Isn’t he on the path of the Five Elements Dao?
Wouldn’t he explode if the Five Elements and the Blood Method exist in the same Dantian?
At this moment, Zhu Ziji’s mind was filled with shock, confusion, and fear!
And very soon, this fear quickly became a reality.
Wang Ba’s waist, like a hungry and thirsty beast, quickly devoured the rich blood energy around him, and in no time, the blood bead next to Zhu Ziji quickly disappeared.
“Human Puppet! Use the Human Puppet to get me out of here!”
Zhu Ziji could no longer sit still. He was seriously injured and couldn’t move, so he could only shout at Song Buping outside.
However, Song Buping looked troubled:
“Brother Zhu, I… I have been guarding the passageway the whole time, I simply don’t have the materials to create one!”
“I…”
Zhu Ziji was so frustrated that he was about to vomit blood.
At this moment, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes full of shock as he stared at Wang Ba’s waist.
He was flabbergasted to find that a trace of aura signaling the transition from Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment emerged from the other’s waist…
“You… could you be the legendary… Second Dantian?!”
Enlightenment flashed across Zhu Ziji’s face!
The next moment, the light of a Magic Tool flashed by.
Zhu Ziji’s head flew up into the sky!
Immediately in mid-air, it shattered into fragments…
His body was also completely destroyed.
With the interference of the Yuanci force, there was no need to worry about the existence of his soul.
Even though the Butcher Dao was skilled in playing dead, this time, Zhu Ziji might not be able to resurrect.
Watching the scene before him, Wang Ba finally let out a long sigh of relief.
He couldn’t help but feel a moment of disorientation.
When he defeated Zheng Yuanhua, the leader of the Incense Fire Dao last time, it can be said there was an element of luck.
However, this time, he faced Zhu Ziji, one of the top five fighters among the Foundation Establishment Competitors of the Tianmen Cult.
Although he took advantage of Zhu Ziji’s carelessness and had the help of the Wu Monkey King, he can still say that he defeated and killed this opponent fair and square.
Unconsciously, he had reached this stage.
However, he didn’t have time to feel much about it.
His eyes swept over Song Buping, who was fleeing in the distance, and a chill flashed in Wang Ba’s eyes.
He quickly retrieved the magic sea bowl suppressing Wu Monkey King in the distance, and then immediately followed Wu Monkey King in the direction where Song Buping fled.
…
“Wang Ba… is dead?”
Ning Daohuan stared at a Spirit Sending Sign in his hand that had dimmed, his expression stunned for a moment.
He had planned to use this to please Tang Shangzhen, but… how could Wang Ba suddenly die?
Who did it?
Didn’t he look fine just a few days ago?
When Tang Ji heard this, he passed a glance over the Spirit Sending Sign, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.
Methods like utilizing soul aura to blackmail are not uncommon in Sects, but most of them are in the Chu Dynasty and former Wu.
Those from the Demon Dao in Yan, however, generally disdain it.
Hearing Ning Daohuan’s words, he didn’t have much of a reaction.
He had seen far too many genius talents. Very few, like ‘Shen Fu’, could make a deep impression on him.
So while it was a bit regrettable, he didn’t really mind.
“Then call those people over to have a look, if anyone is suitable, I’ll take them with me.”
Tang Ji said blandly.
“Yes.”
Ning Daohuan quickly replied.
He was secretly relieved he hadn’t mentioned Lu Yuansheng before.
Concurrently, he quickly activated the Spirit Sending Signs: “Yan Chi is inside the station… also Yan Yun, Zhu Ziji…”
Just then.
A Spirit Sending Sign in Ning Daohuan’s hand suddenly dimmed.
“Huh?”
Ning Daohuan lowered his head and, seeing the gilded small characters on the dimming Spirit Sending Sign, was instantly stunned.
“Zhu Ziji, he’s dead too?”
