Terran Guardian - Chapter 3721

Chapter 3698 The Poison King’s Holy Land, a Mistake in Strategy

“I have fulfilled my mission!”

The Nine Peaks Venerable’s visible injuries had healed, but the bloodstains on his robe remained, and his aura fluctuated, clearly indicating that his injuries had not fully recovered. The

Luo Tian Venerable smiled faintly: “Brother Nine Peaks has indeed worked hard this time. Winning two battles in this round is already enough.

In the next three rounds, as long as we are careful, we certainly won’t lose the initiative in this competition!”

The Nine Peaks Venerable single-handedly held off three Eight Tribulation Realm experts from the opposing side, only causing the Xuanji Immortal Sect to lose one share—that was naturally excellent.

So far, after two rounds, the Xuanji Immortal Sect still had four more shares.

Looking at the Poison King Holy Land and the Void Sword Sect, the situation was far from optimistic.

Especially the former.

They had already suffered heavy losses.

Losing eight shares in two rounds, unless the Poison King Holy Land could win approximately four matches in each of the next three rounds, they

would inevitably lose several more shares.

As for the Void Sword Sect, their situation wasn’t much better. They lost six shares in two rounds, not as bad as the Poison King Holy Land, but not far off.

Neither side could afford to continue losing like this, otherwise their share of the Longevity Immortal Mine would be almost gone.

Looking at the Xuanji Immortal Sect, they now have a considerable margin for error.

It’s important to understand

that, according to Venerable Luo Tian’s initial plan, the Xuanji Immortal Sect was the one in a precarious position.

Within the sect, there was only himself, an Eighth Tribulation Half-Saint, followed by Venerable Jiu Yue, a Sixth Tribulation Half-Saint, and Venerable Qing Yao, a First Tribulation Half-Saint.

The latter, in particular, was practically at the bottom of the rankings.

Even if the Chaotic Void Sea had some Half-Saint cultivators that the Xuanji Immortal Sect could recruit, their strength wouldn’t be too great, at most only at the Second or Third Tribulation level.

Even if they recruited such Half-Saints, achieving a truly dazzling record was impossible.

From beginning to end,

Venerable Luo Tian never intended to win; he merely wanted to preserve the Xuanji Immortal Sect’s share to the greatest extent possible.

So, having secured four shares in the first two battles, the Xuanji Immortal Sect shouldn’t suffer significant losses in the remaining three battles unless they’re too disastrous.

Next up

is the final battle of the second round, between the Blazing Cloud Venerable of the Li Huo Dao Sect and the Sect Master of the Forgetful Love Immortal Sect.

Although the Xuanji Immortal Sect should be ranked last, everyone knows that their battle is unnecessary.

The Nine Peaks Venerable, as a sixth-tier half-saint, is certainly not qualified to compete with the other two.

This is

evident from his willingness to risk mutual destruction to suppress Li Xuan Shuang—a last-ditch effort to salvage the Xuanji Immortal Sect’s losses.

In this battle, both sect leaders are much more serious.

The Blazing Cloud Venerable is strong, but unfortunately, the Forgetful Love Immortal Sect’s Sect Master is even stronger.

The former narrowly lost to Jian Chen, while the latter defeated Jian Chen; therefore, the outcome of this battle is largely predictable.

Ultimately,

the Li Huo Dao Sect is defeated.

The Forgetful Love Immortal Sect becomes the only force with five wins in the second round.

As the third round began, Su Gu stepped forward, his aura overwhelming and suppressing all directions. His expression was icy and terrifying as he looked at the cultivators from various sects, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

“Don’t waste time, let’s begin!”

Having suffered two crushing defeats in the Poison King Holy Land, the Holy Land’s lord was already seething with rage, and his words were utterly devoid of politeness.

Meanwhile,

on the Lingxi Sword Sect’s side, Jian Chen calmly stated, “Lingxi Sword Sect concedes!”

In this battle, Lingxi Sword Sect only had one Third Tribulation Half-Saint, whose strength was naturally no match for Su Gu.

As Jian Chen’s words fell, Li Chenyuan stepped forward, the Great Dao River beneath his feet trembling in the void. Terrifying sword energy condensed into a raging river, emanating a chilling aura.

Seeing Li Chenyuan appear, Su Gu didn’t utter any further words. With a flick of his sleeve, a vast, all-encompassing mist swept across everything. Wherever this power passed, the void itself withered and annihilated.

Li Chenyuan’s expression remained unchanged. The sword river beneath his feet tore through everything, each drop of water containing an extremely terrifying sword aura.

…

Boom!!!

The moment the two clashed, a world-destroying shockwave erupted.

Both Su Gu and Li Chenyuan were now suppressing their rage, and their attack was a natural release.

Therefore,

the commotion of their battle was even greater than that of Venerable Fenxiao and the others.

Shen Changqing watched the battle in the void, his eyes flickering slightly.

It was undeniable that

the two were indeed very strong.

Although they were not as strong as Venerable Medicine King and Li Huaizhen, they were not to be underestimated.

However, the two did not truly fight to the death. While Li Chenyuan was enduring Su Gu’s palm strike, his body corroding and decaying from the poison, he also pierced through Su Gu’s chest with his sword, pinning him directly to the void.

The sword aura erupted ,

turning Su Gu’s internal organs into dust.

These injuries caused blood to trickle from the corner of the Poison King Holy Land’s mouth, and his expression showed some resentment, but he ultimately did not continue the fight.

“I have lost this battle!”

“You’re too kind!”

Li Chenyuan took a deep breath, then stepped back to the Void Sword Sect’s camp, and immediately took the elixir he had prepared to neutralize the poison in his body.

Although such injuries were not fatal, they were still a significant impact on him.

However—

Li Chenyuan glanced at the other cultivators and was certain in his heart.

Even though he was injured in this battle, no one could threaten him later.

In this way, he should be able to hope for five wins in this battle.

The Void Sword Sect lost six shares in the first two rounds, and this round he could take back five in one go. As long as they didn’t perform too poorly in the next two rounds, the Void Sword Sect could gain even more benefits.

Thinking of this ,

Li Chenyuan was naturally in a good mood.

But looking at Su Gu’s side, his expression was not so good.

Losing to Li Chenyuan meant that the Poison King Holy Land could only achieve four wins at most this time.

Although four wins and five wins are only one win apart, one loss and one win mean a difference of two shares.

For the Poison King’s Holy Land, losing two slots is a significant loss.

But there’s nothing they can do.

Li Chenyuan’s strength is ultimately not to be underestimated.

Despite Su Gu’s best efforts, she couldn’t truly suppress him.

Next,

both the Li Huo Dao Sect and the Wang Qing Immortal Sect simply conceded defeat.

At this moment,

Shen Changqing took a step forward and appeared directly in the void.

This scene

caused all the forces present to pause in surprise.

No one expected that Shen Changqing, as the weakest member of the group, would dare to fight.

In their minds, the Xuanji Immortal Sect had no chance of winning in the third round and should have conceded.

But soon,

some cultivators realized something, and their expressions changed slightly.

On the other side…

Su Gu’s expression was indifferent, his gaze towards Shen Changqing filled with icy coldness: “You’re merely an Immortal Emperor, yet you dare to fight me?”

“Saint Lord Su’s cultivation is boundless, which I naturally admire. Logically speaking, I’m only an Immortal Emperor, and certainly have no right to contend with Saint Lord Su.

However… a few years ago, I obtained a supreme treasure by chance. If Saint Lord Su’s strength can withstand a single blow from this treasure, then I will naturally concede defeat!” As

soon as he finished speaking, Shen Changqing’s divine sense stirred, and a blood-red immortal sword suddenly appeared, its terrifyingly cold aura permeating the void, making the entire Transcending Calamity Realm’s atmosphere grim.

The moment the blood-red immortal sword appeared, Su Gu’s face immediately darkened.

Block a single blow!

This statement seemed easy, but the problem was that the number of Nine Tribulation Half-Saints who had perished within this supreme treasure was not just one.

Although Su Gu didn’t participate in the battle where the Chaos Spirit Embryo was born, he understood the terrifying power of such a treasure.

The ancestor of the Poison King Holy Land was killed by a single sword strike, his blood staining the Chaos.

Even the Medicine King Venerable couldn’t withstand the power of that sword; no matter how confident Su Gu was, he wasn’t sure he could withstand it.

However

, before such a treasure, if one couldn’t withstand it, there was only one outcome: death!

Thinking of this

, a sense of unwillingness surged in Su Gu’s heart, but looking at the blood-red immortal sword, he forcibly suppressed this unwillingness and then uttered a few words with difficulty:

“I concede defeat in this battle!”

“Then I accept!”

Shen Changqing smiled calmly, flicked his sleeve to put away the Soul-Destroying Sword, and then returned to the Xuanji Immortal Sect’s camp.

The other sects fell silent upon seeing this.

At this point, how could they not understand the Xuanji Immortal Sect’s intentions?

First, a Luo Tian Venerable would lead the charge, sweeping away all opposition with his Eighth Tribulation cultivation to secure the largest possible share for the sect.

Then, unexpectedly, Shen Changqing would appear, using the supreme treasure to intimidate all sides.

Although everyone knew that activating such a supreme treasure would come at a tremendous cost—even a Celestial Emperor would only have one or two chances at most

—

they dared not gamble, even if only once or twice.

It was a joke.

Blocking such a destructive treasure meant certain death.

Who would risk their life to secure a chance for other forces?

To put it bluntly, let alone for other forces, even for their own, few would be willing to sacrifice themselves.

In this situation, Shen Changqing was practically unbeatable.

Unless someone was willing to withstand a single blow from him to create an opportunity for other forces, he was invincible.

“It seems the Xuanji Immortal Sect is poised for another resounding victory this round, it’s just a pity the Poison King Holy Land is a step behind!”

Venerable Fenxiao smiled calmly, glancing at the Poison King Holy Land’s camp, a hint of mockery on his face.

The Li Huo Dao Sect and the Poison King Holy Land have a long-standing feud, and seeing the Poison King Holy Land suffer a setback, he was naturally pleased.

The Poison King Holy Land could at most achieve three wins in this battle, enough to recover from their losses in the first two rounds.

In the latter two rounds, the Poison King Holy Land could only be considered average, naturally unable to gain much of an advantage.

Soon,

it was the Lingxi Sword Sect’s turn to act. They directly surrendered to the Void Sword Sect, then narrowly lost to the Li Huo Dao Sect and the Wangqing Immortal Sect, and finally, when facing Shen Changqing, they also simply conceded defeat.

Thus,

the Lingxi Sword Sect ended the third round with five losses.

Jian Chen’s expression turned slightly grim at this situation.