Immortal of the Nine Realms

Chapter 545: Overkill

Fang Chen frowned slightly. "There are actually such sinister herbs in the world?"

The cultivators present probably had no idea that two Spirit Blood Sect disciples whose cultivations were merely at the Qi Refining levels were scheming against them covertly.

"If the Spirit Blood Sect succeeds, even if the truth is revealed, their deaths will be chalked up to the Immortal Tomb. No one will suspect that the Spirit Blood Sect had a hand in this."

"Does the Heavenly Evil Fruit only take effect once consumed?" Fang Chen asked.

The Mirror of the Universe gave a definite answer.

"These two individuals wouldn't sacrifice themselves, so... this Heavenly Evil Fruit may already be on another cultivator. Perhaps unaware of its effects, they would be manipulated by these two to consume it at the opportune moment," Fang Chen pondered.

What would these two use to deceive a cultivator? And how confident were they that this cultivator would consume the Heavenly Evil Fruit when the Immortal Tomb opened?

When the tomb opened and the fruit was consumed, the source of the malevolent aura would blur, and the four Nascent Soul Realm cultivators would attribute the malevolence aura to the Immortal Tomb.

Regardless, that person had to be found. If the Heavenly Evil Fruit was consumed, even killing those two Spirit Blood Sect cultivators would hardly prevent slaughter and mayhem from unfolding.

Glancing at the prohibition spell in front of the Immortal Tomb's gate, Fang Chen found that the spell's aura was weakening. However, it would still take several days before the four Nascent Soul Realm cultivators could easily open it.

Before the Immortal Tomb opened, Fang Chen had enough time to screen out the one who held the Heavenly Evil Fruit.

The battle was already nearing its end, with more and more people being eliminated. The remaining cultivators were more or less injured, all cutting sorry figures. Outside the field, many Foundation Building Realm cultivators were already quarreling with each other, as disciples from one side killed disciples from the other, settling old scores. Similar incidents were numerous, and if they continued, emotions between both sides would reach a boiling point. If another Heavenly Evil Fruit were to add fuel to the fire, a bloodbath would be unavoidable.

Several Chai Family disciples around Chai Long had been eliminated early on, leaving only Chai Long himself to fend off the enemy's attacks with the help of disciples from Chi Chong's Family. He could only rely on his skills.

"Stop fighting, we have only about two hundred people left. Eliminating a few more will be enough!" someone shouted.

Seeing this, several cultivators who were looking after Chai Long suddenly withdrew their support. As a result, Chai Long was hit in the chest by a Fireball from the enemy, sending him flying backward.

He was eliminated.

Everyone quickly counted each other, and now there were only about two hundred people left. Eliminating three to five more would be enough!

Seeing this, everyone stopped fighting and returned to their respective camps, looking at each other warily.

Chai Long covered his chest, staring at Mo Chou and the others with disbelief in his eyes. "Sister Mo Chou, you guys…."

Didn't we agree to take care of each other?

How could they betray him like this?

"Junior Brother Chai, the battle had went on for too long. I may not be able to take care of my own disciples and junior sisters." Mo Chou spoke softly, asking Chai Long not to blame her.

Chai Long's face turned extremely ugly. He slowly got up and walked outside. Suddenly, as he was leaving, he saw that Chai Shun was still in the field, causing his face to turn even more grim.

"Why are these few sixth stage Qi Refining Realm disciples still here? Eliminate them, and you won't need to fight anymore," Chai Long said coldly.

Although he knew Chai Shun would definitely be eliminated, being named by Chai Long in person still made the Chai Family disciples' expressions unsightly.

"Chai Long, you're truly shameless," Chai Shun cursed.

Chai Long snorted. "Shameless? I'm giving you a chance. Come with me, or risk getting killed."

"Yes, eliminating them will just balance our numbers," a cultivator responded after Chai Long's reminder, looking at Chai Shun and the others with mocking smiles.

"Enough, we concede."

The other sixth stage Qi Refining Realm cultivators besides Chai Shun felt there was no point in staying and immediately conceded, turning and leaving.

Only Chai Shun remained unmoved. He counted the people in the field. Including himself, they totaled 201.

If... he could eliminate one person, he would qualify to enter the Immortal Tomb!

Chai Long seemed to notice this too and couldn't help but mock, "What? Are you daydreaming, thinking you can eliminate someone whose cultivation far surpasses yours?"

Chai Shun ignored Chai Long, his eyes vigilant as he stared at the group of Qi Refining Realm cultivators.

After a moment, a tenth stage Qi Refining Realm cultivator suddenly smiled and said, "Since everyone is too lazy to act, I'll handle this little task."

With that, he slowly walked toward Chai Shun. With a flick of his sleeve, a flying sword shot out, speeding straight toward Chai Shun.

Chai Shun reacted swiftly. Immediately, he summoned his flying sword. However, after exchanging three or five moves with his opponent, his flying sword shattered into bits.

Chai Shun's flying sword was only a low-grade, yellow-rank treasure with six Soul Imprints, while his opponent's had ten Soul Imprints, a significant difference in grade. Everyone had anticipated this outcome.

As his sword shattered, Chai Shun felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

When his opponents saw that Chai Shun was at the end of his rope, he didn't give Chai Shun a chance to plead for mercy and once again directed the flying sword toward him.

The Chai Family members' faces slightly changed; it was evident that Chai Shun's opponent intended to kill him.

"Even If I die, I'll die with my head held high!" Chai Shun cursed loudly and threw out a talisman.

Regardless of whether he lived or died today, he would never give up on this opportunity to obtain the immortal fortune!

The mockery in Chai Long's eyes intensified. He could regonized the talisman Chai Shun had thrown out with one look. It was the one Dongfang Haojie had given him.

Leaving Chai Shun's hand, the talisman transformed into a blazing flame, consuming his opponent. It then continued to blaze as though it wanted to burn through everything in its path.

After the flames subsided, all that remained on the ground were a few black ashes and an ownerless flying sword.

Chai Long's mocking eyes froze, and his face stiffened with shock. The Qi Refining Realm disciples under Chi Chong were also astonished.

What talisman was so tyrannical?!

Chai Shun stared on in disbelief. He never imagined that the talisman Dongfang Haojie handed over to him would possess such power. He had only threw it out to see if luck would be on his side, but he had somehow ended up instantly killing his opponent, a tenth stage Qi Refining Realm cultivator.

"A True Fire Talisman? Well done! It's really impressive that you, a member of the Chai Family, could come up with using a True Fire Talisman like this so casually! Hahaha!"

A Foundation Building Realm cultivator, infuriated yet amused, glanced at the Chai family patriarch, eyes gleaming with cold intent.

"A True Fire Talisman? So that's the kind of talisman it is. These are rarely seen. They are typically used to deal with Foundation Building Realm cultivators. That's like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut."

Whispers echoed around.

A True Fire Talisman?

Chai Shun couldn't believe it. He quickly scanned around, searching for Fang Chen's figure. He never expected Fang Chen would entrust such a valuable talisman to him.

At this moment, Chai Long finally regained his composure. He looked at Chai Shun, someone he had always looked down upon….

He actually earned the qualification to enter the Immortal Tomb…

"Why would that guy help him!? Damn it!"

Chai Long's face suddenly turned incredibly grim as he searched the crowd for Fang Chen.

The old woman spoke slowly. "Alright, the candidates have been decided. In a few days when the gates of the Immortal Tomb open, you will have the qualification to enter with us."

The Qi Refining Realm cultivators snapped out of their shock, no longer paying attention to the deceased cultivator, instead expressing joy and excitement at their newfound opportunity.