The Treasure Generating Bowl - Chapter 835

Chapter 835 Eliminate the Weeds at the Root (shuhaige.net)

“Damn it, they attacked from behind!”

“Damn it, damn it…”

“A mere Void Refinement stage cultivator actually killed me, the Emperor?”

“What a… unexpected setback!”

Inside the Palace of Light, the God of Light, Agre, angrily cursed.

Of course, the current Agre is not the real body, but just an avatar.

His original body was killed, and now that the souls of his clone and original body have merged, it has become the only original body.

Now, upon careful reflection, Agre understands the whole story.

It turns out that the phoenix kid was just playing tricks to mislead me, making me think that the phoenix clan was the biggest enemy, but in the end, my defenses were weak and that human kid succeeded.

I hate it!

A dignified God Emperor in the Integration Stage was killed by a mere Void Refinement Stage brat. If this got out, it would be incredibly shameful.

what to do?

Agre stood in the main hall, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

It would take him about two hours to get to that battlefield.

If we can find that person’s aura, we have a good chance of killing him if we chase after him.

With a little caution, you can not only kill your opponent, but also obtain their imperial weapon.

Should we go?

Agre hesitated for about half an incense stick’s time before finally shaking his head.

He dared not take the risk.

Because there are no clones anymore.

Once you no longer have a clone, you’re truly dead when you die.

Although he was 90% or even more certain that he was fine and could kill his opponent, what if he accidentally failed again?

After all, the other side also has a Phoenix Clan fusion!

No, I can’t go.

Imperial weapons may be precious, but nothing is more precious than one’s own life.

Thus, Agre completely abandoned his plan to go back to find He Pingsheng, but a question arose in his mind: How did that kid kill my original body?

That’s not right!

I am a dignified eighth-level Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if I stand there motionless, a full-force attack from an ordinary Void Refinement cultivator would not be enough to kill me in one blow.

That kid is something else.

When did the human race produce such a figure?

Aggre thought for a long time but still couldn’t figure it out, so he shook his head, continued to sit cross-legged, took out the ring, and poured out all the materials he had collected over the years.

Let’s see if we have enough materials to condense the clone.

For him, the most urgent task right now is to create clones.

Having a clone allows for a foolproof plan.

Time passed slowly like this.

One day, two days!

On the third day, a powerful spatial fluctuation suddenly came from not far north of the imperial city. Although this spatial fluctuation was not large, it was still detected by Agre.

“This is……”

Agre’s eyes snapped open, and his body trembled.

A month ago, a huge spatial fluctuation came from the direction of Bamboo City, so Agre set off to search for clues near Bamboo City.

They found nothing and were even ambushed and killed by a mere cultivator in the Void Refinement stage.

Now, the spatial fluctuations are back.

At this moment, Agre had completely forgotten about He Pingsheng; he could not possibly associate He Pingsheng with spatial fluctuations.

To figure out what was going on with this spatial fluctuation, he didn’t hesitate and teleported away from where he was, flying towards the north of the city.

As for security issues?

It doesn’t exist!

Near my capital, how dare they kill me, the emperor?

I have plenty of ways to escape.

As long as you don’t encounter a Mahayana Emperor Realm expert, you’ll be fine.

Judging from the aura of this spatial fluctuation, it should not be a spatial channel created by a Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivator, because the aura of this spatial fluctuation is completely different.

The God Emperor of Light had seen those spatial channels created by Mahayana Emperors many times before.

Therefore, Agre boldly left the palace and flew to the back.

Using a combination of teleportation and flight, Agre finally arrived at a desolate, uninhabited mountain wilderness in about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Here, there is a monk.

The cultivator’s cultivation level is the eleventh level of the Void Refinement stage.

But Agre didn’t care too much, because the monk wasn’t He Pingsheng, but just a woman.

“Who are you, and why are you here?” Agre asked the woman. “Just now, about an incense stick’s time ago, did you see the spatial distortion here?”

The woman smiled, then bowed respectfully: “Greetings, Your Majesty the Divine Emperor. A spatial vortex has just appeared here!”

“A spatial vortex?”

Agre asked, “Where?”

The woman said, “It was right here, it was just a moment ago, but it’s already gone!”

“Oh, oh, oh…” Hearing the woman say this, Agre separated half of his divine sense and swept it towards the void where the woman’s finger was pointing.

However, just as he extended his divine sense and before he could detect anything, he felt a whooshing sound behind him.

Turning his head, he saw eight thin, purplish-black thorns piercing him from eight different directions behind him.

“Damn it…” the God Emperor of Light cried out, instinctively trying to dodge, but he instantly realized that the spatial rules around him were being interfered with by something.

Upon closer inspection, a golden banner, thousands of feet long, had been unfurled sometime over a hundred miles away.

At that moment, Agre finally realized something was wrong, and he slapped his forehead. “Oh no!”

Ding ding ding…

He blocked all eight poisonous stingers with his shield.

Agre, after all, is a God Emperor in the Integration Stage, so he certainly has some tricks up his sleeve.

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After blocking eight poisonous spikes, the God of Light suddenly turned around, only to see seven green divine nails attacking him.

For a moment he thought it was just a normal attack, so he quickly shifted the direction of his shield to defend. But the seven divine nails passed right through the shield and, with a few soft thuds, struck his sea of consciousness.

A figure like the God Emperor of Light could not possibly be without magical treasures to defend against divine thoughts.

Unfortunately, the divine artifact was on the original body. After the original body died, the artifact fell into the hands of He Pingsheng and Feng Wu, and was no longer on the clone.

That’s why He Pingsheng was able to launch a sneak attack without any scruples and succeed once again.

“Ah…” The God Emperor of Light felt his mind being disturbed and let out a miserable scream.

However, the next moment, he felt a numbness in his mind.

It turned out that He Pingsheng had used the [Myriad Erosion Poisoning Divine Power] on top of the Formless Big Dipper Nail, which was now imbued with deadly poison.

Despite the numbness and pain, the God of Light transformed into a beam of light and flew away.

He Pingsheng didn’t pursue him, but just watched him quietly.

About twenty breaths later, the God Emperor transformed into his true form and crashed headfirst into a valley in the mountains, completely powerless to resist.

The God Emperor of Light is a [Celestial Phenomenon].

“Hoo…” In the distance, the female appearance that He Pingsheng had transformed into gradually faded, revealing his original appearance. Seeing the God Emperor fall into the deep valley, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Feng Wu, go and clean up. Be careful, the other party may have just faked his death and is waiting for the final blow!”

“Just don’t fall for his tricks!”

“Yes!” Feng Wu, who was in the distance, put away the Time-Space Golden Banner and flew towards the valley.

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