A Top Scholar in Everything-Chapter 871 - 857: Escape from the Abyss

Celestial Thunder knew this wasn't the time for small talk or gratitude. He took a deep breath and joined the siege against the man. However, he quickly realized that the two fighters left him completely unable to intervene; he could only observe from the sidelines.

The man had vines extending all over his body, making him resemble a sea urchin ball, constantly stretching out. Countless vines attacked Baiyu, dense enough to seal off all his escape routes.

But what about Baiyu?

Facing such an attack, his large knife danced like fine snowflakes, leaving no gaps, severing all the green vines. Although these cut vines would regrow, each regrowth consumed the man's stamina.

The two continued their exchange back and forth. Anyone ordinary trying to intervene would either be cut by the sword light or skewered by the vines. Several times, Celestial Thunder tried to assist Baiyu, only to be blocked by the dense vines.

"You hedgehog-head, are you done yet?"

Baiyu's whole body erupted in Blood Qi, a golden glow burst out from him, and a huge golden Sword Qi burst forth from the Guan Dao in Baiyu's hand.

Crack.

With this strike, he split the man in half without any hindrance.

The power of the Golden Blood, nothing mortal can withstand it.

However, the split man's body contained no blood or flesh, only clusters of twisted vines that continued to squirm after being severed, forming an extremely abstract scene. An ordinary person witnessing this would likely be scared to death.

Even Celestial Thunder, who had seen many storms, felt a strong sense of nausea and disgust.

"What on earth is this? Fat Monk, come take a look." Baiyu, observing this bizarre apparition, found himself unsure of what to make of it and hesitated to act further, fearing he might trigger some taboo. What if the opponent threw a dying curse? Where would he go to cry then?

The Fat Monk poked his head out from nearby ruins. After making sure there was no danger, he trotted over, but upon seeing the split body of the man, he turned beet-red with shock.

"I say, young brother, aren't you afraid of retribution showing such a thing to an old man like me? I have a weak heart, could you please consider the elderly?"

The Fat Monk clutched his waist, retching a bit, and said with a crying face.

Baiyu didn't believe his act at all.

Fortunately, the Fat Monk quickly recovered from his discomfort, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be a Seed Human. They're monsters created through a secret technique and ritual using the Evil God's power. They're very hard to kill, even if they die, they can resurrect using a seed."

The Fat Monk studied the scene for a bit, then frowned: "But, doesn't this one seem a bit weak? Not only is its recovery ability lacking, other Seed Humans could regenerate even from a single vine. Plus, it seems to lack the capability to resurrect. Normally, if killed, the Seed Human's body should disappear and then regrow from a pre-placed seed."

Baiyu never imagined such a peculiar species could exist.

Plant a seed, and it can actually grow into a person?

As for why this Seed Human couldn't revive, it was clear that the power of the Golden Blood suppressed all demonic creatures. When cut by the Golden Blood's power, it not only couldn't recover but even lost its ability to resurrect.

"Since this Seed Human has been eliminated, Fat Monk, quickly use your method to get the three of us out of here."

Baiyu used his Blood Qi to thoroughly incinerate the Seed Human's body to prevent any further trouble.

Upon hearing this, the Fat Monk's expression instantly changed, and he said with a mournful face, "Young brother, we agreed only to take you out, you can't go back on your word. It's not that I don't want to take more, it's just beyond my capability. The Venerable Buddha once said, saving a life is better than building a Level Seven pagoda. If I could save more, I wouldn't stand idly by.

If I could save lives here, I wouldn't mind sacrificing my own."

He spoke with such impassioned righteousness, tearful and earnest.

But Baiyu found it all so fake.

Celestial Thunder was still bewildered; could the Fat Monk really find a way out? Even the Great City couldn't break this barrier, could this plump, jolly monk really do it?

However.

After Baiyu's repeated persuasion, the Fat Monk agreed to take the two of them out.

Celestial Thunder looked moved, "Brother Bai, thank you so much this time. It's all thanks to you that I survived."

Baiyu shook his head, "Don't thank me, we're not even out yet. And besides, if we do get out, you should be thanking Nine... Master Nine Mouths?"

"My Dharma name is Jiuru." The Fat Monk corrected with a resigned smile.

The three made their way to the edge of the barrier, which was black and purple, with a hint of green glow flowing over it. Baiyu threw a stone towards it, and upon contact with the barrier, the stone instantly turned to dust, becoming a pile of gray powder.

"Gulp." Celestial Thunder swallowed hard.

For anyone to physically break through this barrier, it might at least require a Tier One Martial Artist.

With the mist in the air growing denser, faint shadows began to drift through the fog, with eerie, sharp cries occasionally echoing from its depths. The mist from the Mirage King contained great terrors!

The Fat Monk, hesitating no longer, gritted his teeth and pulled a set of prayer beads from his robes.

He carefully removed three beads, murmuring a chant: "Boundless Venerable Buddha, grant me supreme protection…"

After chanting a good deal, the prayer beads in the Fat Monk's hand suddenly exploded into three clouds of powder, enveloping the trio.

"Let's go." Seeing this, the Fat Monk breathed a sigh of relief and eagerly ran into the barrier. The expected grisly scene of destruction did not happen. He passed through it like passing through a curtain of water and disappeared from Baiyu and Celestial Thunder's sight.

The two exchanged glances.

Who knew it could work like that?

Without further hesitation, they followed the Fat Monk's lead and went through. After a slight discomfort, the two reappeared on the streets of the Great City.

Looking back.

The entire black market street was shrouded in a vast black light screen, like an eggshell. Through it, one could faintly make out a green globe floating at the center; aside from that, nothing else was visible.

"By the way, where's the Fat Monk?" Baiyu wanted to find the Fat Monk to thank him properly.

But.

A group of City Lord's Personal Guard soldiers surrounded them from all directions, staring at Baiyu and Celestial Thunder as if facing a great enemy.

The Fat Monk, who had come out earlier, was already clapped in shackles on the side.