#739 - Ghost Saint is seriously injured, Tongtian is abolished

The perpetual black mist dissipated, revealing the Ghost Saint wearing a black, gauzy robe. Her long hair cascaded down, obscuring most of her face, and behind it, she wore an eerie, cyan mask.

Judging from her exquisite figure, the Ghost Saint, revered by all, was actually a woman.

At this moment, she was truly in a miserable state.

Despite reaching such power, she was still severely injured under the joint assault of the four. There was a shocking wound on her chest, and her right arm, along with her entire shoulder, had been diagonally severed. Black and gray energies continuously intertwined and swirled at the severed limb, seemingly constantly eroding the wound.

The black-robed doppelganger, who had been full of anticipation, was immediately speechless.

Seriously? Why is this Ghost Saint always hiding her head and tail, afraid to be seen?

It wasn't just him; the other four Saints also exchanged glances.

To be honest, the five of them had known each other since a very, very long time ago, but since then, no one had ever seen the Ghost Saint's true face.

Chu Aotian narrowed his eyes and said, "Nie Wushang, you can't win against us. Continuing to fight will only lead to your death. We've known each other for many years, and it hasn't been easy to establish such a balanced situation. Actually, we don't want you to die either. How about this, as long as you take off your mask and let me take a look, I'll immediately turn against them and join forces with you to deal with the other three!"

The other three were immediately stunned upon hearing this.

Buddhist Saint Nanwu squinted, put his palms together, and said, "Chu Aotian, this joke isn't funny at all!"

Gongyang Jin frowned and said, "Old Devil Chu, have you lost your mind? What the hell are you doing!"

Qiu Hongjun even raised her eyebrows, her face filled with murderous intent: "Chu Aotian, a dog can't change its eating habits. Can you stop with your disgusting face?"

To be honest, just as Chu Aotian said, the other four Saints didn't want Nie Wushang to die either.

After all, it wasn't easy to establish the current stable situation. Back then, the five of them had gone through many years of prolonged fighting, causing chaos in the Immortal Realm. It wouldn't be worth it to repeat the same mistakes again because of this little thing.

Now, the five of them are all supreme beings in their respective paths, enjoying a continuous stream of cultivation resources. No one can shake their position, and their cultivation is stable. Such a comfortable environment is hard-earned.

If the Ghost Saint Nie Wushang died, the mentality of the four would immediately change.

Even if they didn't take action, the Immortal Emperors and Immortal Sovereigns under their command would inevitably be eager to make a move. If friction occurred and the situation escalated, they wouldn't be able to control it, and it would inevitably cause chaos in the Immortal Realm again.

This was a situation that none of the five wanted to see.

They just wanted to cultivate quietly, enjoy the worship of the masses, and strive to pursue higher realms.

The Ghost Saint also slowly calmed down at this moment, her long hair dancing wildly in the wind in front of her forehead.

The current situation was no longer a question of whether she could avenge herself, but whether she could survive if she continued to fight.

Was it really worth it for a nephew who was already dead?

"That's no problem. We're not interested in creating another immortal island anyway."

The four of them agreed.

Nie Wushang glanced at the black energy and gray mist that were constantly entangling at the severed limb and said coldly, "In that case, can you two remove the demonic and fiendish energy from my body?"

These two energies had a powerful corrosive effect. If they weren't removed, it wouldn't be easy for her to restore her severed limb.

If this level of fiendish and demonic energy was currently on an Immortal Emperor, they would probably have been refined into a demonic corpse or a fiendish corpse without consciousness.

Chu Aotian chuckled strangely: "Easy, take off your mask and I'll help you!"

Gongyang Jin said indifferently: "You have to pay the price for doing something wrong. With your strength, it's completely no problem to remove these two energies. It's just a matter of spending more time. I'm not interested in helping you heal!"

Seeing this, Nie Wushang didn't say anything more and looked at Qiu Hongjun: "Give me some of your Heavenly Spring Water, and I can exchange it for something!"

Qiu Hongjun glanced at Chu Aotian and refused: "The old monster is right, you have to pay the price for doing something wrong. I can't possibly give you the Heavenly Spring Water!"

Nanwu also put his hands together, lowered his eyebrows, and chanted a Buddhist prayer: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful!"

Although they didn't want Nie Wushang's life, they were happy to take this opportunity to greatly damage her vitality. How could they help her heal?

Just removing the demonic and fiendish energy from her body would take Nie Wushang at least thousands of years.

After all, Chu Aotian and Gongyang Jin were not to be trifled with.

"Alright, I'll give it to you for now!"

Nie Wushang left a sentence, and then the black mist overflowed again, and the whole person instantly turned into a stream of light and disappeared in place.

"Hey, don't go! It's been so many years, can't I just take a look? Just one look!"

Chu Aotian was a little unwilling and said loudly again.

Qiu Hongjun said with a face full of contempt: "Chu Aotian, haven't you seen a woman before? Disgusting!"

With that, he flicked his sleeves and flew towards the bottom.

Gongyang Jin and Nanwu also shook their heads slightly and followed closely behind.

Chu Aotian was stunned for a moment and said angrily: "You manly woman, make yourself clear, how am I disgusting!"

Rolling demonic clouds appeared under his feet and fell rapidly.

Since then, the battle of the Five Saints has finally come to an end.

On the ground, Qin Qiming and others looked at the gradually clearer sky in a daze.

"It's over?"

"Who won and who lost? Did the Ghost Saint fall?"

"That's hard to say. No matter how powerful the Ghost Saint is, she's facing the other four Saint Venerables!"

"Being able to see the Five Saints fight with my own eyes is worth the trip!"

The immortals were shocked and still immersed in the terrifying scene just now, like the end of the world.

The power of the Five Saints is terrifying.

"The Departing Kill Immortal Island has been destroyed, so is the Heaven Reaching Assembly over? Where do we go now?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

"Why don't we go back to our respective homes?"

Just as the immortals were hesitating about what to do, four figures suddenly appeared in the sky, namely the Immortal, Demon, Fiend, and Buddhist Saints.

The four of them overlooked the immortals, and the invisible pressure made everyone's bodies tremble, and they lowered their heads, not daring to look directly.

Only Qin Qiming and others still raised their heads and looked at the Four Saints.

The Four Saints couldn't help but secretly praised them.

Just now, they had clearly seen the situation here. Nie Wushang had clearly spoken to stop them, but Qin Qiming and others still killed people without hesitation. This kind of courage and decisiveness is not something that ordinary people can achieve.

I don't know which family cultivated such a genius!

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