Chapter 286: Chapter 225: Gods Bleed (1)_1
The Big Red Bird was squawking and screeching, its eyes gleaming with avarice that surpassed even that of Jiang Hui. It was even dismantling the wooden beams and tiles used in the construction of the palace and hoarding them in one place.
Being the seat of the Western Church’s influence in the lower realm, even the most ordinary palaces were the epitome of extravagance. Every brick and tile was a work of unmatched value, far surpassing the magnificence of a mere ancestral great country’s royal palace.
Seeing the bird working so hard, Jiang Hui felt a surge of satisfaction.
Never letting an opportunity slip was the motto of their Liu Village. It was surprising that this fat bird understood the essence of this philosophy right after joining them. It must have done these kinds of things a lot, being an old hand at it. This relieved Jiang Hui as he wouldn’t need to tutor the bird in the future.
However, the bird’s efficiency was quite low.
Jiang Hui decided to show the bird how it was done.
He extended out one hand and unnoticeable divine power erupted out, encapsulating the dust and rising up. It transformed into a vast earthy-yellow hand, it effortlessly lifted an entire unblemished palace from the ground… “Experience does matter!”
The Big Red Bird exclaimed, it’s eyes brightening; it hurriedly imitated Jiang Hui.
After a short time, a man and a bird had collected dozens of magnificent jade towers and palace structures, each standing grandly with intricate carvings and murals, all shrouded in a thin mist, complete without any damage, ready to be put to use in the right locations.
Thankfully, the battle between the Yin-Yang Taoist and the Six Feet Golden Body of the Western Church took place beyond the starry sky, so this area didn’t bear extensive damage. The majority of palace clusters were kept intact, only a few were obliterated by the residual shockwave…
Otherwise, the landscape here would have been razed long ago due to the level of the battle, nobody would have survived.
After a bit more time, the two figures eventually, and satisfied, stopped their efforts.
The spoils Jiang Hui accumulated from this operation were colossal and exceedingly lush.
Only who knows how many of the rare treasure medicinal plants he gathered; each one of them was a good find and was incredibly hard to come by. They were all grown from seeds brought from the upper realm and intentionally planted in the lower realm, where the conditions were more suitable.
If he found the corresponding formula, he could promptly use these to concoct some rare medicines. Even without the formula, Jiang Hui could identify these treasure medicinal plants’ properties and use them individually through his surveillance technique.
Truthfully, he might not have come across such a bounty had it not been for the catastrophe.
Whether it was Immortal Mountain or the Western Church, both had large arrays bestowed by the upper realm for protection. He could force his way in, but would definitely attract some beings’ attention immediately.
One-on-one, he wasn’t concerned. Even in the upper realm, very few immortal beings of the supreme rank are seen. They are like elusive dragons, often in seclusion, hoping to shatter the human path domain and completely ascend their being to immortality.
As for the majority of sect hierarchs, they are only in the void path realm. For this reason, cultivators in the void b>river Jiang Hui didn’t heed such beings.
What he feared was those beings from the upper realm asking him: is it just you against us, or us against you?
Moreover, both the Immortal Supreme leading the Immortal Mountain and the Six Feet Golden Body of the Western Church are amongst the most powerful entities in the upper realm.
While Immortal Supreme of the Immortal Mountain might be in the escaping one realm, he is infinitely close to becoming the supreme. If not for some reasons, he might have already reached the peak realm of the human path domain.
The six Feet Golden Body from the Western Church is even more terrifying. He can resist chaotic divine tools bare-handed, being invincible from birth.
Jiang Hui couldn’t handle either one of them with his current strength. Where he could still somehow resist the former, he’d be utterly incapable of dealing with the latter.
While Jiang Hui can fight across rank, things are different now. Each realm requires countless years to wash away, and the chasm between them is immense. Even he could only traverse two realms at most: contending with beings in escaping one realm.
However, now that the Old Woman with Medicine and the Yin-Yang Taoist had paved the way, he didn’t have to consider these matters.
“Time to head back!” After neatly storing all his gains, Jiang Hui turned.
The man and the bird moved quickly, their unmatched divine power surged and easily tore through the realm wall, returning to the wilderness in the shortest possible time.
On the road, Jiang Hui was carefully using Huang Liang’s Dream divine skill, concealing himself from all beings.
On their way.
Lakes of blood filled the landscape, staining the mountains and rivers…
These were left by the supreme giant. They were heavy as stars. A single droplet could create a sea of blood, surging within the mountains and countryside. It could nurture everything while also reaping new life.
In the distance, the earth was cracked, mountains had collapsed, desolate and in ruin…
Giants die, hierarchs grow old. Even the immortal supreme ones could not live forever. All these were only the beginning of the ultimate madness.
Jiang Hui reflected in his heart.
The upper realm is boundless, without a head or tail, nor an end. Of what use are entities powerful as the Western Church hierarchs or Immortal Supreme?
Living their entire lives, they only dared to be active on their own turf. Other many mysterious unknown places exist where they wouldn’t dare set a foot, fearing they might meet their demise..
