Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 472 - 296: Strong Man Picking Up Branches!

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Chapter 472: Chapter 296: Strong Man Picking Up Branches!

Outside the singularity.

After Zhang Ze released the fortune of the East Continent, the anomalies in the sky began to fade.

The fake stars vanished one by one, and the gloom shrouding the East Continent gradually dissipated.

Many things began to return.

Mo Jingchun, who had been holding his sword tightly, breathed a sigh of relief and finally relaxed.

Old Sect Leader Li also turned his head back, stared at the now non-threatening singularity for a while, and then chuckled self-deprecatingly.

But old Tang did not relax. He stared at the singularity for a while, and then took out a seven-star lamp, placing it by his side.

After confirming that his fortune was temporarily compensated by this seven-star lamp, he took out a blank golden talisman, and using fingertip blood, meticulously and carefully without any strokes touching, drew an Object Control Curse.

This golden talisman was the only one left on Dragon Tiger Mountain, an irreplaceable wondrous item, and unknown how long it would take to refine another.

Its effect was very simple: any talisman cast would be effective.

Whether it was the boundless Nine Heavens Golden Thunder or the True Talisman of Object Control known even by young Daoists.

It could even pass through this nearly impenetrable singularity.

After finishing, old Tang lit this invaluable golden talisman without any hesitation, sending the power of the True Talisman of Object Control into the singularity.

"Open."

Subsequently, he closed his eyes again.

...

On the collapsing and damaged stands, some sensitive cultivators already felt their fortune returning and immediately showed expressions of joy.

Li Ming of the White Mountain Sect saw the person beside him start dancing with joy, and felt an itch in his heart, wanting to play with some white smoke, but hesitated for a long time out of fear and did not move.

While he continued to sit idly, his little walnut suddenly trembled a few times.

Picked it up to see that it was a contact from a fellow junior sister he had just added as a friend yesterday.

[Senior Brother Li, how are you? Are you okay? I couldn’t reach you just now. Master said there was trouble at the Qinghe Association and told us not to act recklessly.]

[If you’re okay, could you give me a reply...]

This message was sent just before the earthquake, and for some reason, he did not notice anything.

Li Ming looked for a while, then immediately understood what was going on.

Even with a pig’s brain, he should know what’s happening.

He foolishly started replying to the junior sister, explaining what happened at the Qinghe Association...

...

Zhuge also glanced at the foolishly smiling White Mountain Sect cultivator, then picked up a stone and threw it into the gap in front of him.

Seeing the stone bounce away, he realized his fortune seemed to have not returned.

"Shouldn’t be, right?" Zhuge scratched his head, not knowing if it was his own problem or something else.

However, he didn’t dare act rashly, looked around, and set his sights on the simple-minded Tang.

"Little Martial Uncle, come here." Zhuge patted Tang’s shoulder.

Tang had just turned his head when he felt a seed put into his mouth.

He subconsciously bit into it.

Then, it got stuck in his teeth again.

Seeing this, Zhuge sighed, continued sitting obediently, waiting for fortune to return.

...

Inside the singularity.

Black mist pervaded, golden flakes peeled off, revealing the original color of the Human Emperor Banner’s pole.

Charred, broken, decayed, as if it had once been scorched by flames.

The golden flag representing its status was dissolved and absorbed in the black mist.

The Human Emperor Banner transformed into a black spear.

Above where Xiao Teng held it, there was a huge crack.

This banner had been broken before.

Although it was barely repaired, the craftsmanship was quite crude, seemingly ready to break again at any moment.

The many years of recuperation within the Hundred Demons Sect did not restore it.

Moreover, due to the Hundred Demons Sect’s faulty repair methods, it could never return to its peak.

However, the fatal damage and incorrect repair methods, though causing this artifact once considered an Immortal Artifact to fall in rank, released an equally astounding power once it stopped pretending.

Xiao Teng, serving as a vessel, was visibly weakening, withering away, as the black water soaked and refined into his bones from childhood began oozing out of his body.

The black pus mixed with blood flowed along his arm towards the crack.

The black pus accumulated in the fissure, like mutated, burgeoning black flesh. When reaching the extreme, these black fleshes carried the black mist surrounding the Human Emperor Banner, retaliating towards Xiao Teng, enveloping him.

A black naked humanoid figure, holding a long spear, appeared before Zhang Ze.

Like venom. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

The black water Xiao Teng had been soaked in since childhood was not meant for him. It was actually nourishment for the Human Emperor Banner, and this broken banner survived due to the nourishment of those black waters.

A mistaken temporary solution, yet there was no other choice.

To the Hundred Demons Sect and the Human Emperor Banner, Xiao Teng was merely a ceramic jar holding the black water.

The affection and favor he received from childhood weren’t because he was outstanding, but because he was tough and suitable enough.

As for the so-called destiny, it was just to deceive Xiao Teng.

Under normal circumstances, once capturing all the fortune of the East Continent and restoring itself, Xiao Teng would also be rendered useless to the Human Emperor Banner.

Now, the scheme was destroyed by Zhang Ze in a single thought.

With consuming those black waters as a cost, the Human Emperor Banner showcased its strongest form at this moment.

"Why! Why!" the Human Emperor Banner reached for Zhang Ze.

A black torrent, wrapped in lightning, engulfed Zhang Ze. Under this corrosive spiritual energy, even a Divinity Transformation cultivator would be refined in an instant.