Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“This mummy…”
On the other high stage, Young Mistress Gongyang and He Nongying were both distracted by the mummy. Both of their eyes lit up slightly when they saw that the combined attacks of seven to eight King-Ranked formidable martial artists had no effect on the mummy; it was powerful beyond imagination.
“It’s a pity Jiang Yi doesn’t know how to refine it…”
He Nongying sighed softly. If Jiang Yi could refine this mummy, Dao Feng and company were in trouble. Jiang Yi did not understand how terrifying the Mighty God Race’s mummies were; some Heaven Domain clans actually had a few of such mummies.
Many years ago, some Mighty God Race formidable martial artists had left behind remnant souls after they had died. They had used a special mystic technique of the Mighty God Race to refine mummies, wanting to use them to protect the Mighty God Race.
Unfortunately, after the Mighty God Race had been wiped out, many of these mummies had been destroyed. A small number of them had been obtained by some great family clans who used special techniques to try and refine them. Every time these great family clans headed out for battle, they would use these mummies as shields due to their incredible defensive abilities and their lethal attacks. As they were inanimate objects, nomological mystical abilities that attacked soul spirits did not work on these mummies. They became the best form of physical defense.
Young Mistress Gongyang looked over with a fire in her eyes. However, since Dao Feng had spoken and wanted to claim it, she naturally wasn’t going to vie over it. She just sighed and wondered at how fortunate Dao Feng was, to be able to obtain such a powerful mummy while hunting Jiang Yi down.
“Sigh!”
Young Mistress Gongyang looked at the treasure box overhead as she sighed again. Although the two of them had reached the stone stage, they could only look at the treasure box and sigh out loud. They couldn’t even stand upright now, much less get the treasure box.
Buzz!
He Nongying’s silver bow suddenly lit up, attracting Young Mistress Gongyang’s attention. He Nongying furiously cocked her bow and shot it at the treasure box above.
Swish!
A silver streak of light soared as a silver arrow pierced through the air and shot at the treasure box. Many people were attracted by this arrow. However, many soon shook their heads and sighed.
Although the silver arrow was very imposing and powerful when it was released—after flying for a mere three hundred feet, its speed slowed drastically, its strength dipping. After flying five hundred feet, it became as slow as a God General’s speed. When it reached eight hundred feet high, it couldn’t progress anymore as it fell down and crashed back onto the stone stage.
“Ha!”
He Nongying’s voice rang out as her longbow lit up again, and she continuously sent out arrow after arrow, each one faster than the other. The arrows actually merged together with those in front of them, and the twenty arrows she released finally all became one as a silver streak streamed upwards.
This time, it was much better. The fused arrow actually managed to fly a thousand feet up and struck the treasure box. However, its speed and strength were pitiful. The treasure box lit up a little but did not even move the slightest. The arrow once again fell back down and pierced the stone stage.
Hoo-Hoo!
He Nongying’s eyes dimmed. This was her strongest attack, and it could not knock the treasure box down; she was out of ideas. She had resisted the immense gravitational pull just now to fire the twenty-odd shots; her body was sore and aching now. She did not look at the treasure box anymore as she sat cross-legged and rested.
“Ha!”
Since He Nongying had made her attempt, Young Mistress Gongyang didn’t want to continue sitting there anymore. She wanted to give it a shot as well to see if she could get the treasure box for herself.
A strip of red silk appeared in her hands. However, she didn’t shoot it forward but started to wave it about as her head lit up, and two horns appeared on her head. Her legs kicked off the ground as she propelled herself upwards.
She didn’t shoot upwards but instead started to revolve and turn immensely, just like a tornado as her red silk continued to spin as well. A huge gale rose about her as she became the eye of the tornado.
“Alright!”
Many young masters and young mistresses all cried out in praise and excitement. Young Mistress Gongyang actually managed to fly up two hundred feet in a few seconds without her speed being affected. A huge tornado formed around her body as the gale whipped He Nongying’s clothes, creating a battering noise. He Nongying’s body was slightly shaken, and she knew that if she didn’t sit still, she could be blown downwards.
Three hundred feet, four hundred feet… five hundred feet!
Young Mistress Gongyang’s speed slowly grew slower as her ascension became slower as well; she looked as if she could fall down at any time. Her beautiful eyes flashed with a streak of stubbornness and determination as the white horn on her head lit up once again, and her speed accelerated.
Unfortunately, she managed to head up another hundred feet before she couldn’t move a single step again. Finally, she shot forth the red silk in her hand furiously, trying to use it to drag the treasure box down.
However, her red silk could only extend for another hundred feet before her body was forced downwards by gravity and crashed, landing heavily on the stone stage. She spat out a mouthful of fresh blood that stained her snow-white dress.
“Keke!”
Young Mistress Gongyang’s pale face revealed a little self-deprecation as she shook her head and didn’t say anything. She sat cross-legged to recuperate and rest as she evidently also gave up on this treasure box.
“Who exactly can get their hands on these two treasure boxes?”
Dao Feng sighed softly. Since Young Mistress Gongyang and He Nongying couldn’t, he definitely wasn’t going to be able to. The Demon-Killing Supreme Thearch had placed these two treasure boxes here to lure and entice people. No wonder although people had entered this third level before previously, these two treasure boxes were still suspended here.
“Increase your attacking speeds. Let’s kill Jiang Yi and look for treasures elsewhere.”
Dao Feng retracted his gaze and turned back to survey Jiang Yi. If Dao Feng managed to get this mummy, it would be equivalent to obtaining a Dao Heaven Spiritual Treasure; that would be worth his while already.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The King-Ranked formidable martial artists on the six pagodas and palace grit their teeth as they quickened their attacks. Every few seconds, a few hundred of Jiang Yi’s Sword Emanations Race beings would be destroyed. The other four pagodas didn’t move anymore. After all, Jiang Yi could shift the mummy’s position anytime; and there was bound to be one side where Jiang Yi could not be attacked from.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Jiang Yi continuously sent out the Sword Emanations Race beings as his mind worked furiously. His Sword Emanations Race beings were depleting quickly, with tens of thousands being wiped every few minutes. If this continued—within one hour, they would all be wiped out and Jiang Yi would become a sitting duck.
“Why can’t I refine this mummy? Didn’t that East Thearch say that he had refined this mummy for ten thousand years? Since he had refined it for so long, it definitely could be refined, right?”
Jiang Yi was exasperated. Thinking about this, his heart suddenly flipped as he recalled what that East Thearch’s remnant soul had said before it vanished.
“This body had been refined for ten thousand years using a special secret art; it can rival heavenly soldiers. Do not destroy it. Also, the Mighty God Technique you are cultivating is not complete. If you want to realize the real Mighty God Technique, you have to examine my physical body in detail. Take note of all the acupoints on my body…”
Although this sentence seemed normal, Jiang Yi analyzed it in detail; and it finally hit him.
“Acupoints? The real Mighty God Technique comes from refining acupoints? Then, the way to refine this mummy must be its acupoints as well! If I refine all the mummy’s acupoints, does it mean I can control it then?”
Acting on one’s train of thought, Jiang Yi hurriedly injected his heavenly powers into the mummy. This mummy had a total of a hundred and eight acupoints. Jiang Yi knew this clearly from when his Xiaozhuan characters had coursed through this mummy’s body.
He injected his heavenly powers into one of the acupoints on the mummy’s back. After sending heavenly powers in for mere tens of seconds, something that made Jiang Yi’s entire body shiver happened: that acupoint actually lit up as the mummy’s body shuddered slightly.
