Chapter 1646: Chapter 1269: The Monk Emperor Passes Away! The Unsolvable Blood God Pill!
Recalling the first encounter with Wu Ming, the other party used just a small tree branch as a sword from afar and inflicted a severe blow to Xiong Ba, who was manipulating the Heaven and Earth Power using the Heavenly Destiny, allowing Jiang Dali to successfully take Bu Jingyun away.
Later, in posts on the Jianghu Forum shared by players, one could witness Wu Ming single-handedly ascending the World Association, demonstrating such charisma that even heroes were astonished and avoided him.
Afterwards, whether learning from ancient texts about his glorious past or hearing from the Demon Lord about Wu Ming’s feat of defeating a god, all made Jiang Dali admire this Martial Arts Legend from Divine Martial Country, wishing to meet him soon and discuss swordsmanship over drinks.
However, today, after successfully rescuing this elder filled with heroic spirit, it was shocking to learn that he was still controlled by the Blood God Pill crafted by Shakyamuni—this dealt yet another blow to everyone’s morale.
After all, according to the original plan, once Wu Ming was rescued, everyone would jointly face Shakyamuni, ensuring that this old monster who had been manipulating Jianghu Martial Arts from behind the scenes for thousands of years would be utterly defeated.
But now...
"Within my Mountain Village, there are numerous skilled doctors, some not inferior to renowned Jianghu physicians like Su Xinghe, Ping Yizhi, Hu Qingniu, etc. There’s even one who surpasses these in medical skill, known as the well-established Poison King Mo Feiyuan of yesteryears in Jianghu. Moreover, there is the Sect Leader of Hell Sect, the Hell God Monarch, who also possesses high medical prowess... These people combined might be able to negate the effects of the Blood God Pill."
On the back of the Demon Dragon, Jiang Dali elaborated to Wu Ming various plans to dissolve the Blood God Pill.
Wu Ming sighed softly and shook his head, saying, "You should know about Shakyamuni’s past; he was a top-tier alchemist skilled at concocting pills, assisted by a Divine Doctor who inherited the true teachings of the Undying God’s medical arts. The Blood God Pill they crafted specifically for me—how could it be neutralized by Jianghu’s renowned physicians?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng, who also had knowledge in medicine, nodded slightly, moved his two fingers from Wu Ming’s wrist pulse, and shook his head at Jiang Dali, indicating helplessness.
The reason Jianghu renowned physicians are not Divine Doctors is because the Divine Doctors’ medical skills are exceedingly miraculous, while the renowned physicians’ skills are traceable and understandable within the realm of the normal.
The medical skills of a Divine Doctor are beyond what normal people can comprehend; claiming they can revive flesh from the dead and bring white bones to life is not an exaggeration, akin to the gap between ordinary top experts in Jianghu and figures like the Undying God.
"Maybe... what we can’t resolve, the Monk Emperor might be able to; at least, he can point us to a clear path."
At this moment, the Sword Saint frowned in thought and spoke.
"Yes! The Monk Emperor!"
Jiang Dali’s eyes lit up.
Behind them, suspended on the dragon’s tail, Ice Emperor and Divine Mother, who were bound together and exposed to the wind, also showed a change in expression, indicating interest in the Emperor of Monks who could obscure Shakyamuni’s Primordial Spirit Power.
"He is right there!"
The Sword Saint pointed to a horseshoe-shaped mountainous area they were about to reach, saying, "Had it not been for him obscuring Shakyamuni’s Primordial Spirit Perception just now, we might not have reached the second floor of Heavenly Gate.
But clearly, Shakyamuni probably anticipated that we would come to the Heavenly Gate to rescue Wu Ming; however, he couldn’t determine the exact time. Thus, after giving Wu Ming the Blood God Pill, he intended to let us fight among ourselves, making our efforts futile."
Jiang Dali stood up, his wild long hair dancing in the wind, commanding the Demon Dragon to fly toward the mountainous area, saying, "Even so, we must thank this high monk; without his intervention, we would have faced a prepared Shakyamuni, and the battle would have been far more difficult."
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded, following the Demon Dragon’s descent, soon arriving above the bamboo forest in the mountainous area below, the billowing winds stirring up dust and bamboo leaves, darkening the sky, whipping the bamboo back and forth like whips in the low sky, forcibly opened a path by the Demon Dragon’s massive body.
Suddenly, everyone’s expression changed, discovering a motionless and breathless figure in the bamboo forest below.
"Monk Emperor!"
The Sword Saint’s figure streaked downward like lightning.
The others also took a deep breath and leaped downward, landing beside the serene monk clad in a plain kasaya, seemingly around seventy years old.
They saw this monk with closed eyes, a compassionate expression, a small copper mirror embedded in his forehead reflecting light onto others, yet he had no breath, clearly appearing deceased.
"His Primordial Spirit... has already disappeared."
Wu Ming’s expression became grave, speaking in a heavy voice.
Zhang Sanfeng showed a look of reluctance and uttered Zhenwu Dao’s name, shaking his head and sighing.
Yin Zhong frowned at the Monk Emperor’s body without injury, then looked toward Snow God Mountain in the distance, inhaling sharply, saying, "Shakyamuni, from a hundred miles away, erased this Monk Emperor’s Primordial Spirit—what kind of method is this?"
Wearing a straw hat, the Divine Walk Grand Protector said, "The power gap is too vast. Shakyamuni just demonstrated use of Primordial Spirit Power to its utmost realm; his Martial Arts almost every move contains intense Primordial Spirit Power. Otherwise, it couldn’t achieve such fantastic and ethereal effects."
As his words drew to an end, this prodigy of Bu’s Divine Clan couldn’t help exhibiting a trace of fear, a fear not even shown while facing the Undying God in the past.
