Immortal Path Space

Chapter 163: Triumph through Battle

Chapter 163: Triumph through Battle

Wang Hong released two thousand Poisonous Bees, surrounding the verbose Foundation Building cultivator.

The two cultivators, perhaps intimidated by Wang Hong's notorious use of poison, kept their distance during the confrontation. They each summoned a defensive Magical Weapon, releasing a Spiritual Power shield that enveloped them completely, not daring to let out even a breath.

Fortunately, Foundation Building cultivators could go a long time without breathing and didn't casually release any bodily functions.

Despite Poisonous Bees surrounding the cultivator, their attacks were blocked by the Spiritual Power shields he released. Although Poisonous Bees lacked the law-averting properties of Spirit Bees, they were strong. Wang Hong had fed them medicines containing Body Refining properties, and over the years, each Poisonous Bee had developed strength in the hundreds of kilograms.

With two thousand Poisonous Bees combined, they possessed nearly a million kilograms of force. Of course, it was challenging for Poisonous Bees to coordinate, and they couldn't fully exert such immense power.

However, the constant attacks from two thousand Poisonous Bees, each with hundreds of kilograms of force, gradually wore down the cultivator's Spiritual Power shield, and he couldn't hold on for much longer.

On the other side, Wang Hong stood on Little Peng's back, using the Golden Light Bowl to resist the attacks from the Golden Seal. The two forces were deadlocked in mid-air.

Currently lacking a powerful Spiritual Weapon for offense, Wang Hong had a low-tier Flying Sword, but it couldn't quickly break through the opponent's defensive shield, making it meaningless to use at this moment.

Riding Little Peng, Wang Hong swiftly approached the Foundation Building cultivator. Seeing Wang Hong closing in, the cultivator thought Wang Hong intended to get closer for an easier poisoning opportunity.

Although he had a secure defense, maintaining some distance felt safer. While attacking with the Golden Seal, he rapidly retreated.

In the early stages of Foundation Building, cultivators' Divine Sense generally reached around twenty yards. Wang Hong's Divine Sense was stronger, reaching nearly thirty yards. In battles between Foundation Building cultivators, they typically maintained a distance of at least ten yards, then used Spiritual Weapons from afar to attack each other.

The two opponents kept a distance of ten yards between them, with Little Peng being only a first-tier Demonic Beast, unable to match the speed of the Foundation Building cultivator.

At this moment, Wang Hong grabbed one of Little Peng's wings, enveloping both himself and Little Peng in Spiritual Power, and swiftly moved through the air, leaving behind an afterimage.

After the afterimage dissipated, Wang Hong appeared ten yards away, now only four or five yards from the Foundation Building assassin.

The assassin's expression changed; his seasoned combat experience told him that the opponent must have a trump card to unleash. He hastily retreated, recalling the Golden Seal, no longer concerned about attacking Wang Hong, solely focused on self-preservation.

Wang Hong wouldn't give him a chance. Using the Golden Light Bowl, he entangled the Golden Seal, swiftly moving again with Little Peng.

The assassin saw Wang Hong creating another afterimage. When it faded, Wang Hong was already in front of him, holding a gigantic cauldron the size of a room.

Unable to find a suitable weapon at the moment, Wang Hong casually wielded the Alchemy Furnace he used for his alchemical practices.

Wang Hong's philosophy in battle was never confined to specific tools or fixed forms. He believed that as long as he could exploit strengths and weaknesses to defeat his enemies, any method was acceptable.

For the choice of weapons, he simply used whatever was convenient and effective. Without a more suitable Spiritual Weapon for close combat, it seemed the Alchemy Furnace was the best option available.

This Alchemy Furnace was originally a failed product as a Refinement Spiritual Weapon, crafted from superior materials, weighing thirty-six thousand kilograms.

At this moment, Wang Hong gripped one of the furnace legs with both hands, raising it high above his head and smashing it down towards the assassin.

"Boom!"

The assassin was struck down, creating a five or six feet deep crater upon impact.

Lying in the center of the large pit, the assassin's shield formed by a defensive Spiritual Weapon shattered with this blow. The immense force disoriented his internal organs, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.

Little Peng descended, carrying Wang Hong to the edge of the crater.

On the other side, the two thousand Poisonous Bees relentlessly attacked the assassin's protective shield, using sheer force.

The Poisonous Bees flew high before crashing ruthlessly into the shield. Some of the Poisonous Bees got disoriented from the impact.

Nevertheless, the results were evident. The assassin desperately directed his Spiritual Power towards reinforcing the shield, but it continued to crack slowly.

The assassin's face turned pale. Simultaneously controlling his flying knife Magical Weapon, he swiftly moved, cutting down more than a hundred Poisonous Bees.

He cursed Wang Hong for his cunning tacticshiding his cultivation level, using poison, and employing these frenzied insects.

With such strength, pretending to be a Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer disciple and staying hidden within the sect, they had misjudged him.

Some mistakes were irreparable, like the present situation.

As the cracks on the shield grew larger, despite the assassin's efforts to repair them, he couldn't keep up with the pace of the fractures.

Several Poisonous Bees had already crawled inside through the cracks. He tried to swat them away with his hands, managing to kill one or two with each strike.

However, the number of Poisonous Bees inside the shield kept increasing, overwhelming his attempts. Finally, one Poisonous Bee landed on his hand, followed by a sharp sting on his face. The pain was fiery.

He slapped himself hard, squashing the Poisonous Bee and leaving a vivid red imprint on his face.

The physical resilience of these Poisonous Bees was remarkable; with less force, he couldn't kill them.

Now, more Poisonous Bees climbed onto him, some stinging him repeatedly. The venom spread through his body, causing a burning sensation. His limbs grew stiff, and he lost control.

Lacking support from his Spiritual Power, the shield finally shattered, dissipating into countless points of light.

Over a thousand Poisonous Bees swarmed over him, covering his body. He fell vertically from the sky and crashed onto the ground, motionless.

Simultaneously, Wang Hong had just knocked the Foundation Building second-tier assassin down from the sky. The assassin staggered to his feet, intending to escape.

Wang Hong lightly swept the cauldron towards him, sending him back into the deep pit. He lay there, blood oozing from his mouth and nose.

Approaching the pit, Wang Hong lifted the assassin, who was at the Foundation Building second tier, like a dead dog, and tossed him onto the ground.

Without wasting words, Wang Hong released several Spirit Bees. These bees, following his command, flew towards the assassin and began to sting.

His Spirit Bees were quite different from the Poisonous Bees. While the Poisonous Bees' venom quickly proved fatal, the poison from Spirit Bees induced excruciating pain.

"I want to know who the Gold Master is that spent Spirit Stones to buy my life," Wang Hong said calmly.

The assassin remained silent, enduring the pain from the Spirit Bees. Although it was uncomfortable, he could tolerate a few bees.

"Well then! You seem quite resilient. Since I have many Spirit Bees, let me accompany you in this slow game."

After saying this, Wang Hong released a few more Spirit Bees from his sleeve, sending them towards the assassin.

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