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Tang Ansheng was not worried about the destruction of the Xuanshui Flag. Once he died and returned to Earth, the time would still be the same when he came back.

"Boom!"

The unstoppable sword energy did not fall on him, but was blocked by Qian Zhenhai instead.

Qian Zhenhai was already seriously injured, and this blow only aggravated his injuries.

Tang Ansheng glanced at him and then paid no more attention to him. After all, as long as Yuanying Zhenjun did not die on the spot, no matter how serious the injury was, he would recover slowly.

His gaze now fell on the Xuanshui Flag.

Just now, Qian Zhenhai's blood flowed into the Merit Pool and was absorbed by the Xuanshui Flag. In his spiritual perception, the growth speed of the Xuanshui Flag accelerated a little.

Of course, there is only one thing. If he hadn't been at a high spiritual level and was always aware of his surroundings, he might not have been able to discover it.

Seeing this situation, Tang Ansheng suddenly had an idea.

He stood up suddenly and took out the Xuanshui Flag from the Merit Pool.

"what are you doing?"

"stop!"

"do not move!"

Tang Ansheng's action frightened Yuanying Zhenjun who was in the melee and made everyone present stop.

They could never have imagined that a mere Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator could actually lift the Xuanshui Flag.

You know, this is a spiritual treasure that is still in the gestation stage. Although they can destroy it easily, that is because they are Yuanying Zhenjun.

Nascent Soul and foundation building are like heaven and earth.

"Impossible. Logically speaking, a Foundation Establishment cultivator doesn't even have the qualifications to get close!"

"Could it be that the spiritual treasure has been conceived?"

"No, this is clearly in the process of being conceived."

Although the Nascent Souls present had never seen a spiritual treasure, there were records of it in the sect’s ancient books. Plus, they could sense the aura, so they naturally knew that the spiritual treasure was still in the making.

"I built this pool of merit to wash away the sins of the world." Tang Ansheng said.

A Yuanying Zhenjun on the side sneered: "Humph, a mere foundation-building stage dares to talk nonsense about the world."

"Put down the spiritual treasure and let you die happily."

"Otherwise, your soul will be ripped out and your skin will be peeled off, and you will never be able to reincar

Tang Ansheng ignored these people and looked at Qian Zhenhai, saying: "Fellow Daoist Qian, you see, this is typical devil behavior."

"There are too many demons like this. I don't know how many innocent people will be harmed."

"Alas, for the sake of the innocent people, I have sacrificed to the heavens, the earth, and the bad guys. Now it is time to sacrifice myself."

Tang Ansheng smiled slightly, then inserted the Xuanshui Flag into his heart with his backhand.

"Haha, are you scared silly?"

A Yuanying Zhenjun taunted: "Even if I commit suicide, I will still kill you..."

"Boom!"

The moment the Xuanshui flag was inserted into Tang Ansheng's heart, there was a loud thunderclap out of nowhere, and the Xuanshui flag was shining with blood. An unparalleled pressure came from the flag.

Like a thirsty person who had not drunk water for many days, the Xuanshui Flag immediately began to suck Tang Ansheng's blood as soon as it came into contact with it.

The more you absorb, the greater the power and the stronger the pressure.

In just a blink of an eye, the sky above Faceless City was covered with dark clouds and bursts of thunder were heard.

"This is……"

"Oh no, the spiritual treasure is about to be conceived."

"Go ahead, don't hold back any longer."

Fairy Xuan's heart skipped a beat, she felt that something bad was going to happen.

“Kill… the spirit!”

"Five Thunder Spirit Hands!"

"Breaking through the air!"

The Yuanying True Lords were not fools. When they knew the situation was not good, they took action immediately and wanted to eliminate Tang Ansheng's existence first.

In the short time after the Xuanshui Flag was inserted into his heart, Tang Ansheng changed from a handsome young man back to his original old man appearance.

Almost all the blood in his body was absorbed by the Xuanshui Flag.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, it's your turn now." Tang Ansheng said.

"Take action? Qian Zhenhai is already like this, how can we take action?"

Xuan Xianzi was startled, then she reacted and shouted, "Oh no, he's going to self-destruct!"

Before she could utter these words, Fairy Xuan quickly retreated.

Qian Zhenhai looked at Tang Ansheng, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his mouth moved slightly, and then there was a devastating explosion.

One second before the explosion, Tang Ansheng received a message from Qian Zhenhai.

"Fellow Daoist Ansheng, we'll see each other in the next life if we're destined to."

Then, a terrifying wave of spiritual energy swept across, with the power to crush everything.

"Wow!"

With Tang Ansheng's current body, it should have been destroyed without leaving any trace, but at this moment, it was protected by the Xuanshui Flag and did not suffer any damage at all.

"Owner……"

Xuanshuiqi's childish voice came, "Don't... die..."

The Xuanshui Flag could sense that Tang Ansheng's breath was weakening.

"I...will return all the blood...to you..."

“You…don’t die…”

The Xuanshui Flag had just been born, and with its shallow IQ, it thought that this result was caused by sucking the blood of its master.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Tang Ansheng comforted him, "I need your strength now, can you lend it to me temporarily?"

"Well, Master, I have much more strength now..."

An indescribable power was injected into Tang Ansheng's body.

It was a force far beyond what it had before, and much more powerful than the power to explode all the golden elixirs.

“Is this the power of a complete spiritual treasure?”

After pulling out the Xuanshui flag from his heart, in just a moment, Tang Ansheng returned to his peak, no, far beyond his previous peak.

Tang Ansheng stood in the air holding a blood-red flag and looked around.

Although the aftermath of the Yuanying's self-detonation is powerful, it is not concentrated. Therefore, it cannot kill the Yuanying True Lord, but can only cause serious injuries at most.

There were thirteen Yuanying Zhenjun present, who joined forces to block the attack directly. The enemy was only covered in dust and did not suffer serious injuries.

"Humph, Qian Zhenhai is dead, so what? Why did he have to do this in the end?"

"Boy, hand over the magic treasure, and I will let you die happily."

Thirteen Yuanying True Lords stood in the void, and Tang Ansheng stood in front of them.

Xuan Xianzi, whose hair was a little messy at the moment, said, "Hand over the magic treasure and I will spare your life."

"You know, I have seen my destiny before."

"It is said by destiny that I am outnumbered and will die in the siege."

Tang Ansheng's irrelevant answer left everyone present confused.

Fairy Xuan also felt that something was wrong.

"That's totally wrong. It should be that I hold the Xuanshui flag and sweep across the world without any rivals!"

"Haha, there's something wrong with your brain."

The Flame Demon from the Purgatory Demon Sect took the lead and said, "Forget it, let me take you on your way."

As the Flame Demon took a step forward, Tang Ansheng looked around and smiled: "I have a move, please try it."

"Bang, bang, bang..."

In an instant, thirteen spears stabbed out, like meteors across the sky, beautiful and fast.

"This is……"

Fairy Xuan wanted to say something when she suddenly felt an itch on her face. Something flowed down from her forehead. She reached out to touch it and her hands were all red.

"Blood?"

Xuan Xianzi suddenly understood something, looked at Tang Ansheng, and slowly said: "What kind of spear technique is this?"

"It's an adaptation of the Qingshan School's Dielang Sword Technique, and it's called the Thirteen Flowing Light Guns." Tang Ansheng replied.

"Great marksmanship, just like my ancestor's!"

In an instant, Fairy Xuan gave a compliment, and then all her breath disappeared.

As for the others, they were already dead.

Tang Ansheng waved the Xuanshui flag in his hand, rolling up thirteen corpses.

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.”

"All the splendor is but a handful of sand!"

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Chapter 50: Aftermath

The battle between the Nascent Souls was earth-shattering, and the aftermath alone spread over an area of ​​unknown miles.

Under normal circumstances, a small city like Faceless City would be razed to the ground. Fortunately, Master Honghuai had built layer upon layer of formations before Faceless City was destroyed, and there was a demon-suppressing formation for protection, so in the end there was not much damage.

However, due to the birth of the spiritual treasure, a column of light shot up into the sky, and this place instantly attracted the attention of all parties.

Perhaps due to their limited knowledge, they did not know that it was a spiritual treasure that was born, but they could clearly hear the terrifying aura emanating from the Yuanying Zhenjun who had arrived.

What is coveted by so many Yuanying Zhenjuns is definitely not an ordinary magic weapon. Although they are also curious, for the sake of their own forces and the safety of their lives, they can only watch from afar and wait for the final result.

"It's the birth of a spiritual treasure!"

Outside the territory of Huashen Sect, two or three hundred miles away from Wumian City, a young man was looking at the pillar of light rising into the sky from afar, and an old voice came from his mind.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry over there and see if you can find any bargains."

The young man hesitated and said, "When a spiritual treasure appears, it will attract Yuanying Zhenjun. If I get close, they will kill me with one move. What should I do?"

The young man's name was Shen Yan, and he was a good friend of Xia Fan. After bidding farewell to Xia Fan, he left the territory of Huashen Sect and traveled around.

The voice in his mind claimed to be an ancient weapon refiner, whose soul was placed in a ring after death, and that ring happened to be in his hand.

To be honest, Shen Yan was also a genius before. However, because the old man in the ring unconsciously absorbed his accumulated spiritual energy when he woke up, he was detected as having inferior spiritual root qualifications when the Huashen Sect recruited new members.

To make up for it, the old man in the ring agreed to help him and take him traveling around.

"Don't worry, kid. I was once a weapon refiner. If I conceal my aura, they will never find you."

"Even if we are discovered, I will take over your body and we can run away."

The old voice said, "That is a spiritual treasure. A peak spiritual treasure is comparable to a god. If you have it, you can walk sideways in this world of immortal cultivation without any problems."

Shen Yan was persuaded. He thought that no matter how bad the outcome was, he could escape. So he sneaked towards the place where the spiritual treasure was born.

"Okay, let's stop here. If we get any closer, not only will we be easily discovered, but you won't be able to withstand the aftermath."

In a Qi training period, Shen Yan watched the battle between Yuanying Zhenjun at close range. Even though he was protected by the soul power of the old voice, he was still frightened.

"There are thirteen Yuanying Zhenjun in total. That person can't be stopped."