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Swallowing the Heavens - Chapter 242

Published at 26th of April 2023 07:15:02 AM


Chapter 242

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Wu Yu was slightly startled upon hearing Zhang Fu Tu's words.

Today at the Ten Thousand Swords Flying Immortal Mountain, Zhang Fu Tu seemed to be very disappointed, and was also very afraid of Wu Yu. He even personally admitted his mistakes and begged for forgiveness.

It was his performance that finally led Wu Yu to decide to return to the Thousand Volts Peak.

However, the expression on Zhang Fu Tu's face and the words spoken by him were somewhat out of Wu Yu's expectations.

A small sealing circle.

Zhang Fu Tu had actually set up a formation here, and was waiting for him?

Wu Yu didn't have a deep understanding of magical formations. They were simply too complicated, and he hadn't had the time to study them yet.

To be able to create the Myriad Sword Formation from the Snow Wind Cliff and Lanhua Yun, Zhang Fu Tu spending two hundred years of cultivation to set up this "small sealing formation", was indeed normal.

The key was, had he gone mad?

Wu Yu and Nangong Wei instantly became vigilant. They leaned against each other and looked around. Sure enough, they felt as if they were in a sealed world. Even the stars in the sky were motionless, as if they had turned into a painting.

Not only the sky, even the surrounding area, and even the snow underneath his feet were all sealed. Evidently, the small sealing formation that Zhang Fu Tu mentioned was already in effect.

Wu Yu was well aware of how difficult it was to deal with the Ten Thousand Swords Formation. If he wanted to break it, it would definitely not be easy. Since he had prepared for half a year, how could he allow any mistakes to occur here?

According to his original plan, he would have taken care of Wu Yu in four hours in this sealed off world.

Just as he had said, the fish had taken the bait.

He protected Nangong Wei, who was slightly afraid, and said to Zhang Fu Tu, who had a sinister look in his eyes, "Why are you doing this? With my reputation in Mount Shu, as well as the attention given to me by the Heavenly Swordmaster, even if you manage to get everything I say, you will only be punished in Mount Shu. "Mount Shu's most important master is himself. If you do this, only death awaits you."

It was because of this that Wu Yu couldn't understand what was going on. He had originally thought that Ye Xiwen would give up, but who would've thought that Ye Mo would be so crazy? What exactly was he aiming for?

Because he had four hours, Zhang Fu Tu was not in a hurry. He flew down from the wooden house, his sword robes flapping as he landed on the snow, and casually said: "That's right, after making this decision, I knew that I would not be able to survive in Mount Shu, so I decided to take you out of Mount Shu and put you in a Sumeru pouch.

Wu Yu frowned, "So you're saying you want to kill us all?" We have the Disciple Talisman on us. Once we die, we will know about the 'Hall of Souls' in Mount Shu! " Wu Yu knew from the Dao Encyclopedia that there was a Soul Hall on the Green Sky Dusk Mountain. When a disciple died in battle, the disciple's talisman would automatically return. The people from the Soul Hall even knew when and where that disciple died.

"I won't kill you, so I will take you out of the spatial bag. As long as I control you to the point of death, in a short period of time, you will not die, so don't worry, I have already prepared a spatial bag for you to stably survive in."

At this time, Wu Yu was very clear about what Zhang Fu Tu was thinking.

He wanted to take Wu Yu away from Mount Shu, and then betray them, disappearing without a trace until he seized Wu Yu's inheritance, and then conceal his cultivation until Mount Shu would no longer be able to do anything to him.

He had a keen eye, and knew Wu Yu's special characteristics.

Thus, he could truly be described as insane for him to have reached this step.

Since he had activated the small sealing circle, it meant that Zhang Fu Tu would do his best to accomplish his goal, and even gamble his life.

"You're crazy." Wu Yu shook his head and looked at him coldly. The snow was very cold, but it couldn't compare to the cold in Zhang Fu Tu's heart.

"Haha …" He laughed arrogantly and said, "There is no hope of becoming an Immortal. I can only be a lowly man in Mount Shu for my entire life. From the looks of it, in another fifty years, I will be a pile of dirt. I have not lived a single life as long as I am not willing to take the risk. I will let myself down …"

Therefore, he hadn't given up on seizing Wu Yu's possession from the beginning to the end. However, Wu Yu had rebelled against him and made him temporarily withdraw his claws.

After he finished speaking, he took out two items: a jade bottle and a Spirit Channeling grade magic tool. That Spirit Channeling grade magic tool was somewhat strange and was similar to a spine.

Zhang Fu Tu was intoxicated by himself as he muttered to himself: "Inside this jade bottle is a 'Soul Controlling Pill'. As long as you consume it, you will obediently listen to me and divulge all your secrets to me. As for this magic tool, it was called the 'collarbone rack'. As long as you tore open your flesh and locked this' collarbone rack 'onto your spine,

After locking up all the bones in your body, your future life and death will all be within my control. I can even control your body until everything is transferred to me. "

"These two things have almost all been used up on the accomplishments I've earned over the years."

Presumably, these were the two gifts that he had wanted Wu Yu to see from the beginning.

Wu Yu was so focused on the battle that he forgot about these two 'gifts'.

Now, it was too late to wake up.

Hearing this, Nangong Wei's face turned pale. He was still young, so naturally, he would tremble violently.

She said angrily: "Zhang Fu Tu, why are you so vicious? It's not yours, in the end, it's not yours. You can't steal it, so I advise you to give up!"

"You!" Nangong Wei was flustered and angry.

Without a word, he took out the Yin Yang Dao sword and split it into two, one in front and one behind, he held the sword while facing Zhang Fu Tu. He glared at her coldly and said: "Since that's the case, stop with the nonsense. Although I'm grateful that you allowed me to come to Mount Shu, I think it's better to rely on your strength to determine life and death!"

Zhang Fu Tu laughed and said: "Child, you are too naive. Even if you beat the top ranker on the Myriad Sword Immortal List, you will still not be my match. I'm at the sixth level of the Golden Core Realm. "Not to mention great Dao arts and divine abilities, I can even send you back to the West with my Danyuan."

At this moment, Zhang Fu Tu looked completely different from the helpless and discouraged look he had during the day. He was laughing crazily, as though everything was under his control.

"Don't be futile. To be able to change my fate and make me a part of it is your honor." Now, he stepped on the snow and put away the Soul Controlling Pill. He shook the cold 'collarbone frame' as he walked towards Wu Yu. Every step he took was a heavy pressure on Wu Yu.

At this moment, it was just as Zhang Fu Tu had said, it was as if all the pressure in the world was pressing down on Wu Yu's body. The pagoda could even mobilize the power of the small sealing formation to form a pressure that would turn Wu Yu into Zhang Fu Tu's turtle in the jar.

Between heaven and earth, it was as if countless tentacles were reaching out from Zhang Fu Tu's body and grabbing onto Wu Yu's body, locking his movements, making Wu Yu's sword-grasping hand break out in a cold sweat!

Without a doubt, this pagoda was indeed powerful, and this was the true strength of a disciple at the Yellow Sword level!

In a sense, Wu Yu was called a genius, but in reality, he was still a weakling. Before his potential had been transformed into strength, in a battle of life and death, he wasn't really of much use.

"Come over here again, I'm going to attack!" While Wu Yu was retreating, he was also accumulating the [Heaven, Earth, Yin, and Void] cultivation method. The fierce sword Qi started to swirl around him.

Zhang Fu Tu sneered, and helplessly shook his head: "You still don't understand the difference between me and you. Make your move, I will catch your sword empty-handed. "Then you will give up."

In terms of strength, Zhang Fu Tu had an unimaginable confidence.

On the other hand, Wu Yu's entire body was covered in sweat, and his footsteps were light and light. Right now, he was completely suppressed. Under the pressure of Zhang Fu Tu's aura, it would probably be difficult for him to even perform a normal sword cultivation technique!

"Zhang Fu Tu, you are seeking your own death, don't blame me!" Wu Yu suddenly let out a roar.

Upon seeing Wu Yu make his move, Zhang Fu Tu instantly rushed over and grabbed his collarbone frame with one hand. He was extremely daring, and directly took Wu Yu's sword with the other hand. He really didn't place Wu Yu in his eyes at all.

"The sword belongs to me!" The pagoda roared in rage and stretched out its hand. A giant hand, over ten meters long, appeared in the air and started flying towards Wu Yu.

This Tao technique was incomparably violent and powerful. Zhang Fu Tu's confidence was not baseless. He had over two hundred years of experience in killing.

In a split-second!

In that moment, Wu Yu held his breath.

Victory or defeat, life or death, fate, this was the moment!

"Zhang Fu Tu, eat my sword!" Wu Yu roared loudly, using her voice to distract Zhang Fu Tu's attention.

"Tricks..." Seeing the newly born Yin Yang Energy Sword, Zhang Fu Tu really wanted to laugh. He laughed at Wu Yu for being too confident, not even being able to recognize the gap between the two of them and resisting in vain.

When he used that large hand to easily block the Beginner's Yin Yang Energy Sword, he did not expect that a black light would enter his body just like that.

At first, he didn't pay much attention.

However, when the effect of the Soul Devouring Talisman was unleashed, Zhang Fu Tu's entire body was covered in sweat, and he instantly knelt down on the ground. His entire body was shivering, and he raised his head with a pale face, looking at Wu Yu who was hiding in the distance!

At this time, Wu Yu's expression was cold and indifferent, but he was relaxed, no longer as nervous and powerless as before. From this, it could be seen that everything he had done was just for the sake of that black light.

"What's this, Wu Yu?" Zhang Fu Tu's voice was hoarse as he asked in pain.

"Soul Devouring Talisman, I've long prepared it for you." Wu Yu said.

"Haha …" He crawled on the ground, staring at Wu Yu with wide eyes and said, "This is fate. I thought you were the prey, and I was the hunter. I did everything I could to get you to take the bait, but I didn't expect you to poison me to death!"

Wu Yu shook his head and said, "That's not it. It's: karma."

He didn't say much because this was also for the Nine Immortals' long-cherished wish. He believed that this scene was already unfolding in the underworld of the Nine Immortals.

However, with Zhang Fu Tu dead, what should be done after the Hall of Souls found out about it …




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