As spiritual energy revived, I, having acquired certain attributes, gradually ascended to immortalit

Chapter 138 A Huge Uproar

The purple-haired man and the middle-aged man exchanged a glance, then turned and left without hesitation.

Their figures quickly disappeared into the grass, but the giant beast's movements did not stop; instead, they intensified.

It's like fighting something, but you can't see another enemy to match it.

Indeed, compared to the elephant demon's enormous body, its enemy—below its forelimbs—was a barely noticeable figure, none other than Shen Qing.

His muscles bulged, his arms tightly gripping his forelimbs, and with a sudden burst of strength, he twisted his waist and abdomen.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the elephant demon's enormous body was flipped over and thrown to the ground like a small mountain collapsing, kicking up a cloud of dust and grass.

The surrounding giant grasses were bent and broken in large swaths, and when the moonlight shone down, a clearing was created.

The elephant demon roared, its trunk thrashing wildly as it tried to retaliate, but it couldn't hit Shen Qing at all.

After a few flashes, he appeared next to the elephant demon's head, his hands covered in gold. With a swift chop, he easily pierced the demon's skull, crushing its brain.

The elephant demon twitched a few more times before going completely still.

"It's alright."

Shen Qing spoke calmly, indicating that he already had a general understanding of his own strength.

Now, within the seventh rank, at least in modern times, no one can rival him. This is not arrogance, but a clear understanding of his own strength accumulated through actual combat.

"I just don't know how strong a sixth-rank cultivator is—"

Shen Qing thought of that woman again. She was a sixth-rank cultivator, and her attack was an invisible spiritual and soul attack. She was probably not weak even among sixth-rank cultivators.

I shook my head, trying to stop thinking about it.

Just as Shen Qing was preparing to clean up the giant elephant's carcass, those eyes, which could see as clearly as day in the night, were looking at him.

Through the gaps in the grass, I noticed a familiar figure lying on a giant, bent blade of grass.

"people?"

Shen Qing frowned, walked over and saw that it was no wonder it looked familiar. It was the middle-aged Taoist priest from the Dragon Tiger Sect, wearing a Taoist robe, which was why he looked familiar.

But why would it appear here?

The middle-aged Taoist priest was not coming for Shen Qing. He had only heard the sounds of fighting ahead, and his survival instinct drove him to rush over in the hope of encountering government officials.

But before he could even see anyone, he fainted.

He hadn't even waited for the elephant demon to appear yet; otherwise, upon seeing this enormous creature, he would probably have immediately turned around.

"What's wrong?"

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Shen Qing noticed a wound on the Taoist's shoulder, but it didn't look like an attack from a demon; the blood that was seeping out was tinged with purple.

He squatted down and turned the Taoist over. His lips had turned purple, and it was clear that the man had been poisoned.

Because when Longhu Sect participated in the exchange meeting at Baiyun Temple, he and the Taoist priest from Baiyun Temple were the first to stand up in the face of the Desire Realm Association, so he had a good impression of them.

They didn't ignore them just because they were opponents.

He took out a bottle of antidote provided by the bureau from his pocket and forced the other person to drink it, but after a while, it had no effect at all. In fact, the situation got worse and the other person's face began to turn purple.

Shen Qing frowned.

If this continues, the person will probably be gone in less than a minute.

Suddenly, he thought of his own blood. [Ear Mouse Avoidance] has a certain detoxification effect, so it might be useful.

Shen Qing wasted no time; the spear appeared out of thin air in his right hand.

He pierced his left hand finger with the tip of the gun and dripped the blood into the antidote. Due to the effect of the [Chihu Spirit Blood], the liquid inside immediately began to boil.

Shen Qing didn't care about anything else and quickly forced the other person to drink it.

After finishing this, he stood up and looked at the Taoist priest whose face was still purple. That was all he could do; whether the man lived or died was up to fate.

Shaking his head, Shen Qing turned around and looked at the corpse of the barbarian elephant. After fighting it for a while, he suddenly felt a little hungry.

Just as Shen Qing was preparing to grill the meat, the middle-aged Taoist priest seemed to be having a very long dream.

In his dream, he first fell into an ice cave, the chill penetrating his bones from all directions, freezing even his blood, and he couldn't move a single finger.

Just as the middle-aged Taoist priest thought he was about to lose consciousness completely, a surge of heat suddenly appeared, and his body began to burn.

As blood flowed throughout his body, the scalding actually woke him up.

"I...I'm not dead."

The middle-aged Taoist priest opened his eyes with difficulty, and a ball of orange-red light came into view.

"Where am I?!"

He blinked, and his vision gradually cleared. There was a campfire, and beside the campfire was a corpse as large as a house.

The middle-aged Taoist priest instantly regained his senses and remembered where he was.

Yet, in this grassland teeming with demons, there was one person who brazenly lit a fire and roasted meat at night.

This is like a beacon in the darkness; who has the audacity to do this?

By the light of the fire, he finally saw the other person's profile.

"Shen, Layman Shen?"

Shen Qing turned her head, a piece of freshly torn elephant meat still dangling from her mouth, and frowned as she asked, "You're awake?"

After saying that, he turned back and stared at the roasted meat in his hand, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust.

"Pah, it doesn't have much of a meaty flavor, and it's incredibly tough."

The middle-aged Taoist priest stared blankly at him, then looked at the corpse of the dead elephant demon, and suddenly revealed a smile of relief.

After a while, he struggled to sit up and said, "Master Shen, something big is about to happen."

Shen Qing paused in her chewing, turned her head again, and asked with a puzzled look, "Hmm?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't waste any words and began to explain the important points.

He sensed something was off about those people's gazes from the beginning and suggested splitting up, but they didn't actually go far.

Relying on his innate ability to shrink the distance to an inch, he stayed close to one person.

The other party's perception ability seems to be very poor, completely unlike what one would expect from a seventh-rank individual.

Unexpectedly, their plan was overheard, which sparked conflict between the authorities and the public. Their intentions are truly despicable!

After listening, Shen Qing didn't say anything, but just looked towards the horizon.

Several hours had passed since the Taoist learned of the news, and it was almost dawn.

Just then, the ground began to tremble.

It wasn't the sound of a giant beast stomping on the ground, but rather a chaotic sound, like a large number of things moving at the same time.

"Their plan has already begun?!"

The middle-aged Taoist's expression changed drastically. Shen Qing frowned, sensing the movement beneath his feet. "I guess so."

We found out too late.

Even with the ghost horse around, it would still take him at least an hour to get from the exit, without needing to rest.

Besides, he can't leave right now.

Reporting the situation to the higher-ups is important, but it is equally important to meet up with Wang Beishan and the others first.

After all, given their status and strength, the death or injury of even one of them would be a huge price to pay.

Since the other party is confident that they can all be killed here, they must have some trump card, so we need to take this seriously and inform Wang Beishan and the others.

Shen Qing didn't have time to think too much and could only choose a solution that seemed to offer the best of both worlds for the time being.

"Ritsu"

Beside him, a ghostly horse engulfed in eerie green flames stepped out from the void.

"I'll leave the reporting to you, Master. I'll stay here and cover the rest."

Shen Qing handed the reins of the ghost horse to the Taoist priest. "This ghost horse can run non-stop, and it can also serve as my token. All the members of the Binhai City branch know it."

With his mischievous nature, it wouldn't be a problem for this Taoist priest to escape.

Even if they encountered that group of people again along the way, the Spirit-Suppressing Grassland restricted spiritual energy, and the supernatural beings could not replenish their Yuan Power. Moreover, the human body could not maintain its burst of power for long, so their two legs could not catch up with the ghost horse.