Chapter 3474

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Advancing to the First Decay

"Hmph!

Looks like we don't need to do anything. This kid is dead for sure! "

Wu Junhao retreated a distance away. His main goal was Zhuowen and not to compete with Lian Meng.

Lian Meng's beautiful eyes were filled with anxiety. She had come to find Zhuowen for an important matter. Now that Zhuowen had died in front of her, it would be difficult for her to explain to the Three Pure Ones.

Wu Yangxu retreated to Wu Junhao's side and said with a gloomy expression, "Junhao, Mingzhe …"

"It's fine. Mingzhe died for a reason. At least this person has been killed and we can explain it to the Tower Master!

Now, let's wait for the Geng Jin Sword Rain to end and see if we can find Mingzhe's corpse! "Wu Junhao said indifferently.

Wu Yangxu remained silent when he heard this, but his expression was ugly.

He had a good relationship with Wu Mingzhe and they had gone through fire and water together several times. Now that Wu Mingzhe had died in the Geng Jin Sword Rain, he felt that it wasn't worth it for Wu Mingzhe.

However, he was helpless. Wu Junhao was stronger than him and his position in the Tower was much higher than his. He couldn't refute Wu Junhao's words.

The surroundings were completely silent as numerous gazes descended onto the Seventhmetal Sword Rain. They were all waiting for the Seventhmetal Sword Rain to end. They wanted to see if that nameless independent cultivator would be able to survive such a terrifying calamity.

Within the endless Geng Jin Sword Rain, purple light surged around Zhuowen's body as he barely resisted the terrifying Geng Jin Sword Rain.

It had to be said that the Geng Jin Sword Rain was indeed terrifying. It had the power to destroy everything.

Zhuowen circulated the Primordial Chant with all his strength, but he was still injured. His right arm was destroyed and blood flowed out.

Puchi!

Suddenly, Zhuowen's left arm shattered and blood splattered everywhere.

Zhuowen's eyes were red. He knew that he was in a life and death crisis. He began to madly absorb the Primal Chaos Energy and used his Shattered Divine Power to form a purple light. It turned into a powerful defense that covered his body.

As time passed, Zhuowen's injuries became more and more serious. Blood flowed out of his wounds and his body was covered in blood.

Puchi!

Puchi!

The Geng Jin Sword Rain became more and more terrifying. Zhuowen's legs also exploded, and a mist of blood burst out.

Zhuowen couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.

However, he didn't care about that. Instead, he madly circulated the Primordial Technique and absorbed the chaotic energy to protect the most important parts of his body and head.

About four hours later, Zhuo Wen's body completely exploded, turning into a bloody mist. Only a head with a pale face was left.

However, there was no fear in Zhuowen's eyes. Instead, they were filled with sharpness and sharpness.

This was because he could feel that the Geng Metal Sword Rain was weakening. He knew that the Geng Metal Sword Rain was about to disappear.

Sure enough, the Seventhmetal Sword Rain was rapidly weakening, and it quickly became sparse.

Then, Zhuowen felt a surge of warm energy from the depths of the chaotic cosmos.

This energy continuously healed his injuries, and his body, which was only left with his head, began to rapidly regenerate.

At the same time, the aura on his body had completely transformed. He could feel the surging energy in his body, filling his entire body.

He knew that he had successfully passed the First Blight and advanced to the First Blight.

In less than ten breaths of time, Zhuowen's body had been completely healed by this energy, and Zhuowen's aura had also completely transformed, undergoing a qualitative change.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Zhuowen's body at the same time. They all sucked in a breath of cold air. The entire place was terrifyingly quiet.

However, this silence didn't last for long before it was replaced by an uproar.

"Heavens, this nameless rogue cultivator actually didn't die and passed the terrifying Seventhmetal Sword Rain. How is this possible?"

"He successfully advanced to the First Blight. Didn't you notice that this person's aura is terrifyingly powerful? It doesn't seem like a First Blight cultivator at all …"

"…"

The sounds of discussion, uproar, and clamor gathered together, making the surroundings very noisy.

Lian Meng revealed a look of pleasant surprise, but Wu Junhao's eyes were gloomy. He was also deeply surprised that Zhuowen could survive the Seventhmetal Sword Rain.

"Yangxu, kill him!"

Wu Junhao sent a voice transmission to Wu Yangxu. The latter nodded, took a step with his right foot, and instantly disappeared.

Wu Yangxu's smile became colder and colder, and the killing intent in his eyes was almost undisguised.

Wu Mingzhe had died because of Zhuowen, so he couldn't wait to kill this Zhuowen and avenge Wu Mingzhe.

Wu Yangxu's speed was too fast, and he caught them off guard. By the time Lian Meng and Du Huacan reacted, they found that it was too late to catch up.

At this moment, Zhuowen had completely recovered. Feeling the powerful energy surging in his body, his eyes revealed a look of pleasant surprise.

With his First Blight cultivation and the broken god power from the Grandmist Chant, Zhuowen was confident that his strength was comparable to a peak Second Blight cultivator.

If he fused with his avatar, his strength would rise to another level, and he would be able to fight against a Third Blight cultivator.

Especially the broken god power in his body. Its penetrative power was too terrifying, and the level of energy was very high. Cultivators from the lower realms would be at a disadvantage if they fought against him.

"Hm?"

Zhuo Wen seemed to sense a murderous intent.

He looked up and saw that Wu Yangxu had already arrived. A terrifying aura swept out like a storm.

"Witch Race?"

Zhuowen calmly looked at Wu Yangxu, who was getting closer and closer, and asked lightly.

Wu Yangxu was startled before he sneered, "Wu Yangxu, a member of the Witch Tower!

Today, I'm here to take your dog life! "

With that, Wu Yangxu suddenly threw a punch.

The moment the punch was thrown, space itself exploded and shattered. It looked very terrifying.

"This child is really pitiful. He just reached the first Blight and he's going to be killed!"

Wu Junhao crossed his arms and coldly looked on as he mocked.

"A member of the Witch Tower?

Looks like you're here to die. Then I'll fulfill your wish! "

Zhuowen was very calm as he threw a punch. The purple light was restrained and it looked ordinary, but it contained terrifying energy.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The two fists collided and a large explosion was set off. Then, Wu Yangxu was shocked to find that his right fist was directly shattered by the punch.

In particular, the mysterious energy from Zhuo Wen's fist had burrowed into his body and actually began to wantonly destroy his meridians. Even if he used most of his Heavenly Way energy, he would still be unable to disperse the mysterious energy in his meridians.

Puchi!

Wu Yangxu coughed out a mouthful of blood. His right hand shattered, and blood splattered out in all directions. He flew backwards and landed in space.

However, not long after Wu Yangxu flew out, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. There was a foot directly stepping on his chest.

Wu Yangxu was shocked and angry. He spat out blood and felt humiliated.