The Urban Medical Martial Immortal-Chapter 1517 - 1510: Shockwave

Dead Spirit Swamp.

The remaining few wisps of miasma and black fog swept into the sky.

Ruins upon ruins, shrouded in smoke and dust.

The ancient battlefield buried in the swamp, under the suppression of several figures, erupted with waves of desolate aura.

Here.

It seems you can hear the clashing sound of weapons, the fierce and tragic battle cries of ancient times.

After a while.

The aura of the figures in mid-air slowly dissipated.

Soon after. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Dozens of figures surged into the Dead Spirit Swamp.

Some galloped along the swamp, some flew at low altitude, their cultivation was not weak.

Even at its lowest, the cultivation was at the 7th and 8th levels of Qi Refinement, the higher ones were almost all at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and a few even reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment!

They appeared, many people’s eyes were fixed on the Dead Spirit Pond, with expressions of excitement.

In front of them.

The spiritual energy above the Dead Spirit Pond could not be compared to the previous surging state.

But there were still bursts of spiritual energy wafting around.

The observant ones could tell that there was definitely treasure here.

Each of them stared at the Dead Spirit Pond, eager to try.

However.

These people dared not make a move.

They all noticed the figures hovering in the air above.

The suppression that swept them earlier could still be vaguely felt.

They gazed at the mid-air, their eyes filled with awe and fear.

It was an uncontrollable fear in the face of Golden Core Great Cultivators!

"It’s Tuoba Feng and Jin Bo, the Golden Core Seniors from Independent Practitioner Valley!"

"Aren’t they the Golden Core Ancestors from one of our North Continent’s Loose Cultivator gathering holy lands, Independent Practitioner Valley! Oh my, they’ve arrived!"

"Nonsense, it’s so close to Independent Practitioner Valley. With such a major incident happening in the Dead Spirit Swamp, it would be strange if they didn’t come!"

"I heard the Demon Cloud Ghosts came earlier, why are they nowhere to be seen?"

"Could those other two in mid-air be the two seniors?"

Below, the cultivators around the Dead Spirit Pond were whispering.

And when the Demon Cloud Ghosts were mentioned, many people’s expressions changed, their eyes filled with dread and fear.

The Demon Cloud Ghosts, renowned and feared, with many cultivators knowing them by reputation, were enough to terrorize everyone!

"Hmph, what kind of eye power do you have! Those two are Fu Hentian and Tang Ju, Golden Core Seniors from Candle Nether Valley! Don’t speak nonsense!"

At this moment, someone sneered aloud, reminding others.

Quite a few people nodded slightly, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

Though Candle Nether Valley was also a demonic sect, it usually didn’t resort to reckless slaughter and pillage!

The great demonic sects had certain principles.

But the Demon Cloud Ghosts were supreme demons among loose cultivators, truly killing without batting an eye!

The cultivators present were greatly apprehensive of these two!

Nonetheless.

At this moment, in mid-air, four figures stood aloft.

Fu Hentian and Tang Ju from Candle Nether Valley, Tuoba Feng and Jin Bo from Independent Practitioner Valley.

All four were at the mid-stage Golden Core cultivation, and even with their aura collected, they radiated an invisible suppression.

Especially their footsteps in the air, giving an endless oppressive feeling!

"The Dead Spirit Swamp has been enveloped by endless poisonous fog since ancient times. Even for us, entering this Dead Spirit Pond for investigation is barely manageable! Now, entering it is absolutely impossible! What exactly happened earlier?"

A hoarse voice sounded, as Fu Hentian from Candle Nether Valley, having surveyed the Dead Spirit Pond and its surroundings, spoke with puzzlement.

If Lin Tian were not at the bottom of the Dead Spirit Pond but above, he would certainly recognize Fu Hentian.

Having seen him before at Nantian Mountain in Ancient North Pass’s Cultivation Domain, where Lin Tian severed Fu Hentian’s two arms.

However.

The current Fu Hentian had both arms regrown perfectly.

As a Golden Core Great Cultivator, he had initially acquired the ability to regenerate his flesh.

As long as his Golden Core wasn’t shattered or his head severed, given time, he could recover from injuries.

As for whether his strength would be compromised, it depended on the extent of the injury.

Moreover.

Fu Hentian, being an elder of a prominent demonic sect like Candle Nether Valley, had ample resources for healing.

Over this period, his two severed arms had regrown perfectly.

"I guess it’s probably because the formations under the Dead Spirit Pond, after such a long duration, are nearly depleted, making the swamp’s great formation weakened!"

Tang Ju, also a Golden Core Elder from Candle Nether Valley, nodded with a frown and sighed, "With such a vast swamp, even for us, flying from one end to the other takes considerable time. With so much ruin and residual treasure, many cultivators are bound to flock in, inevitably leading to devastating battles!"

Beside them.

Tuoba Feng and Jin Bo from Independent Practitioner Valley also nodded heavily, their expressions solemn.

"The current situation is unavoidable! However, this Dead Spirit Pond, if my speculation is not wrong, should have been entered by someone! Otherwise, how could the entire Dead Spirit Swamp be so easily breached!"

The burliest Tuoba Feng, staring at the Dead Spirit Pond, said coldly: "The Dead Spirit Pond is rumored to harbor secrets of the Bai Clan from Central Continent, being the seated land of their ancestors! Though its truth is uncertain, there absolutely are supreme treasures inside, it’s unclear if they’ve been taken by others. Absence of Si Kuo Hen and Sikou Shen here raises the fear they might have taken them!"

Hearing this, the other three’s expressions turned gloomy, their faces darkened.

And below, the other cultivators also showed some disappointment.

Some, unwilling to waste time watching, began exploring other areas of the swamp.

This place.

Has always been a treasure trove since ancient times.

Once the Dead Spirit City of a clan, also an ancient battlefield, it hides many treasures.

Of course, supreme treasures aren’t here, but many treasures, to lower-level Qi Refining cultivators, are peerless treasures.

And even for Foundation Establishment cultivators, it’s a grand treasure land.

Since even without the venomous fog, the swamp’s murky quagmire remains perilous, with poisonous water flowing, harboring numerous demon beasts.

The more it’s like this, the more surviving treasures are present.

Primarily because very few could venture in for treasure hunting before!

However.

Regarding other ruin’s contents, Fu Hentian and the four Golden Core cultivators had no time to painstakingly search, at most waiting for their sect’s juniors to explore.

Among which, Tuoba Feng and Jin Bo from Independent Practitioner Valley led many loose cultivators already searching around.

Whoosh whoosh~

At this moment, from one end of the swamp, over a dozen figures flew in, all wearing uniform attire.

"It’s the disciples of Candle Nether Valley!"

Beside the Dead Spirit Pond, some cultivators recognized the incoming figures, exclaiming in surprise.

More than a dozen young disciples, arriving at the Dead Spirit Pond’s edge, respectfully saluted Fu Hentian and Tang Ju, the two elders of their sect.

"Elders, something happened!"

The leading youth stepped forward, speaking urgently to Fu Hentian and Tang Ju.

"Of course, we know something happened! With the anomalous changes occurring in the Dead Spirit Swamp, everyone knows something’s happened!"

Tang Ju frowned, dissatisfied, "Why don’t you lead people to check the situation elsewhere instead of running here?"

"It’s not that! Elder Tang, Si Kuo Hen and Sikou Shen, the two Golden Core Seniors, have fallen!"

The youth quickly shook his head, speaking urgently, "It’s not because of the Dead Spirit Swamp, but they were killed! On the other side of the swamp, the sect masters of the two major sects, Nanming Cave and Xuelu Inn, have arrived, where Si Kuo Hen was killed!"

What!

At these words, everyone looked shocked, their gaze fixed on the youth, faces filled with astonishment and turmoil.

"How is that possible! The Demon Cloud Ghosts always travel together, even if the four of us joined forces, we wouldn’t dare claim to defeat them!"

Fu Hentian shook his head repeatedly, his face full of disbelief.