abnabooks Chapter 2843: Wound the enemy 1, lose 8 of your own
Chapter 2843: Wound the enemy 1, lose 8 of your own
Chapter 2843 Injuring the enemy by a thousand, but losing eight hundred of your own.
Leaving aside the loss of his true energy and Yuan energy, his left shoulder and left leg were struck by Bai Zhantian's annihilation power. After the battle, he had been working hard to heal his injuries, but it would be difficult for him to fully recover in a short time.
The Soul-Capturing Mirror was arguing with the Blood Demon when He Lingchuan suddenly grabbed its wrist and instantly transformed it into a round shield.
"...Oops." They're already fighting?
He Lingchuan rushed forward without a word.
He was already extremely anxious. Now that True Lord Tongming had seen through their deception, what else was there to say?
A fierce battle is inevitable, so let's just fight it out!
He didn't forget to give instructions to the Earth Mother and the newly arrived Immortal Mingke:
"The rest of the Heavenly Demons are yours to handle."
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He Lingchuan and Immortal Mingke walked out of the secret realm.
The Earth Mother's clone was a step ahead of them; it disappeared on the spot as soon as it left the secret realm, leaving only a small stone man behind.
Its remaining limited power must be quickly deployed to the most important battlefield—the Panlong Secret Realm.
Upon returning to the Earth Mother Plain, He Lingchuan collapsed heavily to the ground and stuffed several pills into his mouth.
Blood flowed from his left shoulder, even reaching the ground beneath him; this was an injury inflicted by Bai Zhantian.
His entire right arm was comminuted and hung limply at his side, unable to be lifted at all; the armor below his right ribs was shattered in a spiderweb pattern, revealing the extent of the injury beneath, hence his heavy breathing. This was a gift from True Lord Tongming.
Both of the two great demons left him with indelible memories.
Immortal Mingke quickly knelt beside him, intending to treat his wounds, but He Lingchuan reluctantly raised his left hand to stop him:
"No need, you go and protect the Panlong Secret Realm first, I'll be there shortly."
As the master of the secret realm, he had a vivid memory of everything that happened in the Panlong Secret Realm.
Yang Sheng, Ling Jinbao, Bao Chihai... every soldier of the plains garrison, as well as his younger brother He Yue, are fighting bloody battles for the secret realm!
The sight made him feel extremely anxious.
Originally, it was impossible for True Lord Tongming to be captured so quickly, but He Lingchuan deliberately created an opening to lure him in. However, the price was that his right arm was crushed by True Lord Tongming's gravity magic!
A bloody battle was won. But he couldn't get there immediately.
He needs to heal his wounds and recover his strength; otherwise, rushing off like this would only be suicide.
Immortal Mingke knew the situation was urgent, so he stood up and disappeared from the spot.
With the help of Mother Earth, he rushed to the secret battlefield.
He was exhausted from the two consecutive battles, but his duty was to deal with the other demons. The real opponents of Tongming Zhenjun were the Emperor and the Earth Mother, so Mingke Immortal's injuries were not as severe as He Lingchuan's.
The little stone man was left behind to treat He Lingchuan's injuries.
A large hole was dented in his chest and ribs, a wound inflicted by Tong Ming Zhenjun's Immortal-Slaying Mace. The power of the Great Heavenly Demon could even shatter mountains; He Lingchuan was certainly not going to escape unscathed.
But at least his right arm was only a simple crush injury. The blow to his shoulder from Hundred Battles Heaven's axe was truly fatal; his collarbone was almost broken, and the annihilation power still lingered in the wound, causing havoc. The little stone man tried several different medications, but none could stop the bleeding, and he couldn't help but scratch his head.
"It can't be stopped!"
Jiuyou lost too much blood; anyone else would have died long ago.
"Treat the other parts first." A large part of his chest had collapsed, making it difficult for He Lingchuan to breathe, but he was still trying to gather his strength to repair his internal injuries.
He needs to recover quickly, much faster!
He had to rush back to the Panlong Secret Realm!
The pills that the Nine Nether Emperor took were all made by powerful figures in Ju City using refined Emperor Flow Paste, supplemented with more than ten of the most precious medicinal herbs. If a small amount of powder was randomly picked off the outer layer of the medicine and given to an ordinary person to swallow, the latter would immediately die from an overpowering stomach explosion due to the excessive potency of the medicine.
However, He Lingchuan swallowed ten pills without changing his expression, and then circulated his internal energy to clear his mind. Only then did the wounds left by True Lord Tongming gradually improve, and the concave wounds on his chest and abdomen gradually swelled up.
But his severed right arm still showed little improvement.
As for the annihilating power on his shoulder, it was even more troublesome than a bone-deep carbuncle.
The little stone golem tried several puppet spells, but couldn't lure out the power of annihilation. This power was like a predator; if given better prey, perhaps it could be drawn away from its wounds.
But the power of annihilation was incredibly stubborn, clinging tightly to the wound and refusing to leave no matter how he tried to drive it away. Furthermore, it devoured and consumed the efficacy of the spiritual medicine He Lingchuan had ingested, greatly slowing down the healing of other wounds.
With it around, He Lingchuan can forget about recovering; this is the true meaning of annihilation.
"The last strike of Bai Zhantian before his death was infused with all his resentment and curses." He Lingchuan tried several times but failed, and couldn't help but gasp for breath, "It won't be easily banished."
The little stone man was also frustrated: "It's a pity that the magic of transferring injuries can no longer be used, otherwise you could transfer them to me, I wouldn't be afraid."
The conditions for using this supernatural power were originally very strict. After the laws of heaven and earth changed, the substitution power became ineffective, and the spell to transfer injuries to different independent individuals also failed.
He Lingchuan said with difficulty, "What can dispel the power of annihilation is either abundant Yuan energy or a massive amount of life force."
He's having trouble even breathing now.
If He Lingchuan were in Cangyan, this annihilation power would have been driven away in no time. As long as he stood on the land of the Cangyan Empire, the Yuan Power of the Nine Nether Emperor would surge like a river; unfortunately, he was thousands of miles away, and the army on the Earth Mother Plain was small, so he mainly drew Yuan Power from Panlong City in the Panlong World.
And Panlongcheng's current situation is probably not very good either.
Let's talk about the power of life. During the Heavenly Palace War, after He Lingchuan snatched the spider molt from the Void Mountain Formation, Aunt Zhu was injured by Bai Zhantian's clone when she fled. Even though it used its sister's immortal body, it still went to great lengths to drive away the power of annihilation.
It should be noted that back then, it was only a clone of Bai Zhantian that injured it, and it was in a very weak divine body that it consumed a large amount of the life energy of the Spider Fairy body; but now, it is Bai Zhantian himself who has injured He Lingchuan!
Even the most refined imperial essence needs a refining and transformation process to become one's own life force. This is just like how even the best supplements a person eats must be digested and absorbed by the stomach and intestines before they can be transformed into their own nutrition.
If given ten days or half a month to slowly refine it, He Lingchuan could indeed drive out the power of annihilation—this efficiency is already terrifying, after all, it was the Great Heavenly Demon's dying, hateful blow that seriously injured him—but the problem now is that he doesn't have that much time!
Jia Loutian is leading a horde of demons to attack the Panlong Secret Realm. The Dayan Heavenly Pearl is showing signs of decay, and He Lingchuan must rush back to fight.
Upon hearing this, the little stone man exclaimed, "A massive amount of life force? You should have said so earlier, I would have given it to you."
The Soul-Capturing Mirror was overjoyed: "Exactly! The Earth Mother's life force must be incredibly powerful, just what you need!"