348: Chapter 348 The Temple of War Attacks

Blood Lotus Holy Mother didn't speak, only glaring viciously at the Valley Master of Tianshi!

"If you hadn't, you trash, provoked a powerful enemy you shouldn't have, how could I have ended up in this state!!"

Blood Lotus Holy Mother secretly harbored a grudge in her heart.

[Ding! He Lianna's favorability has decreased by 50]

[He Lianna's favorability: -30 (There's a surprise when favorability reaches 100!)]

Seeing this, Master Duchen's face also darkened slightly as he slowly clenched his fists.

He didn't speak any harsh words, but simply took a deep look at Ji Taichang and Cai Ling, firmly memorizing their appearances and auras, silently nursing his grudge!

"Consider yourselves sensible."

Ji Taichang chuckled, put away the black box, and turned to leave with Cai Ling.

He was in no hurry to return to the Eastern Desolate Region, instead spending a few more days wandering around the Northern Desert Region. He "visited" several demonic sects one after another; they all received him very warmly and proactively offered up the incantations they possessed, not letting Ji Taichang leave empty-handed.

"System, claim the cultivation of the Ghostly-Faced Mara."

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 20% of the Ghostly-Faced Mara's cultivation!]

A surge of majestic and pure energy emerged out of thin air. Ji Taichang's cultivation aura suddenly rose significantly, reaching the Peak of the third level of the Mahayana Stage, not far from the fourth level.

"So much?"

Ji Taichang's brow twitched, somewhat surprised.

He had thought Blood Lotus Holy Mother's late husband was only at the Mahayana Stage, but now it seemed this Ghostly-Faced Mara was at least a veteran powerhouse of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage!

"Cai Ling, let's head home!"

Ji Taichang patted Cai Ling's head.

"You got it!"

Cai Ling nodded and immediately activated the square inch chessboard, opening a void passage and bringing Ji Taichang's Shadow Clone back to the Shuiyue Holy Land.

The Northern Desert Region was too far from the Eastern Desolate Region; even with the square inch chessboard, the two of them traveled for quite a while before returning.

Ji Taichang took the black box to Bai Shuixian: "Revered Master, I obtained this from a demonic sect in the Northern Desert Region. It's said to be the residual flesh and bone of an Extraterrestrial Demons..."

Ji Taichang couldn't see through this terrifying flesh and bone, so he brought it for Bai Shuixian to examine.

Bai Shuixian only glanced at it before looking away: "It's not an Extraterrestrial Demons, but merely the residual flesh and bone of a demonic creature that ate the skeletal remains of one. This thing is useless to most Cultivators, but... you can use it as a blood sacrifice offering. If used to cast incantations, the power will increase significantly."

Ji Taichang's heart stirred.

He now had six god-slaying nails in his hand, with only the last one from the Canglan Holy Court remaining. If he collected all seven god-slaying nails and used them with incantations and these flesh-and-bone offerings, it shouldn't be difficult to curse and kill an ordinary Tribulation Transcendence Stage powerhouse.

However, this last god-slaying nail wouldn't be so easy to obtain.

The Canglan Holy Court had deep foundations and strength; even if it didn't match the War God Temple, it wouldn't be far off. They weren't as easy to bully as those demonic sects in the Northern Desert Region, and he might not get it even if he tried to force them.

Especially since Ji Taichang had old grudges with the Canglan Holy Court—having killed many of their Cultivators in the Konglan Sea Area—they would certainly hold a grudge.

Boom!!

Just then, a dull, thunderous roar suddenly came from outside the Shuiyue Holy Land, making the heavens tremble with a rumble. Lightning flashed and thunder rolled as the wind and clouds surged.

The void cracked open, and along with the spreading of intense spatial fluctuations, figure after figure stepped out, clad in armor and brandishing weapons. A terrifying Battle Intent and Killing Intent swept in all directions!

"They finally couldn't help but make a move?"

Ji Taichang's heart remained calm, a cold smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Who dares to invade my Shuiyue Holy Land?"

Yun Qiyao, Nan Yin, and the other powerhouses of the Shuiyue Holy Land all looked up abruptly and stepped into the air one after another.

Above the Shuiyue Holy Land, the sky's clouds and winds shifted as a massive spatial gate formed. Tens of thousands of Cultivators rushed out, clad in armor and holding weapons, quickly surrounding the entire Shuiyue Holy Land.

The few Cultivators at the very front emitted a grand and terrifying pressure, like suns hanging across the sky. The pressure they radiated shook the heavens and the earth, making the vast land rumble.

"Tribulation Transcendence Stage... three powerhouses of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage!?"

The pupils of Yun Qiyao, Nan Yin, and the others shrank violently, revealing expressions of shock and wariness!

Even all the Five Great Sacred Grounds of the Eastern Desolate Region combined might not be able to find a single person at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, yet the War God Temple had sent three at once. What an astonishing display of power!

"It's over... my life is forfeit!!"

"When did the Shuiyue Holy Land offend so many powerhouses?"

"What do we do? What do we do? What do we do??"

Many Elders, deacons, and Disciples of the Shuiyue Holy Land were terrified out of their wits, their bodies trembling and their eyes filled with despair!

If it were only one Tribulation Transcendence Stage powerhouse, the Shuiyue Holy Land might still be able to hold out with its deep foundations and methods.

But this was three of them!!

Even Yun Qiyao, Lu Qingmeng, and the other women had solemn faces. Although they knew Ji Taichang was fully prepared, seeing three Tribulation Transcendence Stage and over ten Mahayana Stage powerhouses appear at once still made them inevitably nervous, breaking out in a cold sweat!

"Tsk tsk tsk... the War God Temple really has gone all out."

Just then, a playful voice rang out.

Ji Taichang stepped into the air, his hands behind his back. His dark cyan robe fluttered in the wind, and his hair billowed, framing an incomparably handsome face.

Seeing Ji Taichang's calm and composed manner, Yun Qiyao, Lu Qingmeng, and the others felt a strange sense of relief and regained some composure.

As long as Ji Taichang was there, they felt an inexplicable sense of peace.

"You only have your own cruelty and ruthlessness to blame! You have repeatedly harmed many Cultivators of my War God Temple; such wanton behavior deserves death!"

The War God Temple Master's gaze was bone-chillingly cold. The heaven-slaying war spear in her hand emitted a terrifying and overwhelming Killing Intent, causing the void to twist and shatter as if it couldn't withstand the power!

"A pity."

Ji Taichang suddenly shook his head and sighed.

The War God Temple Master's brow arched: "A pity for what? If you have any last words, say them now. My patience is limited."

"A pity that such a long-standing ancient Holy Land like the War God Temple will soon be destroyed at my hands."

Ji Taichang smiled slightly at the War God Temple Master, revealing his pearly white teeth.

"Presumptuous!!"

The War God Temple Master's expression suddenly darkened: "Still stubborn even when death is at your door! Unrepentant and not worth pitying!"

Boom!!

She raised the heaven-slaying war spear and thrust it violently toward Ji Taichang from across the distance!

Boundless golden light erupted, making even the sun in the sky pale in comparison. The supreme Law of the Battle Dao reflected across heaven and earth; that unparalleled fluctuation caused everyone present to change expression!

"Is this the heaven-slaying war spear, known as the strongest killing weapon in the Qingling Realm?"

"It is indeed powerful!"

"In terms of killing power alone, I'm afraid it's no weaker than the Imperial Clan's hunyuan world-suppressing bell, right?"

A Tribulation Transcendence Stage Old Ancestor, dressed in a gilded Daoist robe, looked at the heaven-slaying war spear with eyes full of wonder and deep envy.

He was not an Old Ancestor of the War God Temple, but from the Jiba Holy Land. The War God Temple had paid a heavy price to invite him to assist.