Strongest War Chant

0Wu Shuang didn't say anything else. Just enduring the pain had drained all the strength in his body.    4

    

He could clearly feel that there was a black thread crazily devouring his vitality. Zi Ye had no reason to lie to him, but if he didn't do anything, he would definitely die.    

    

"What should I do?" Wu Shuang clenched his teeth. Black blood dripped from the corner of his mouth to his chin and then fell into the pool of blood on the ground. He had lost more than a third of his blood already, it was already a miracle that he didn't die.    

    

"Since the Rotten Mushrooms can increase one's cultivation, it must be related to tempering one's Heavenly Sound Force. Usually, the advancement is to continuously compress the saturated Heavenly Sound Force, converting the quantity into quality, in other words, it's purification!" Wu Shuang's eyes lit up as he felt that he caught something.    

    

"Forget it, I'll just try my best. If I don't succeed, I'll die." Wu Shuang was furious. He channeled all of his Heavenly Sound Force and chased after the black line that was wreaking havoc.    

    

There was no battle like he expected, only a one-sided massacre. When the rolling Heavenly Note Force met the black line, it immediately melted away like a moth flying into a flame, but the black line continued to grow, becoming more than twice as thick in the blink of an eye.    

    

However, Wu Shuang did not give up. He knew that fire could burn steel, but it could also remove impurities from it. Now, it was up to him whether he could endure until the qualitative change.    

    

As Zi Ye recovered his strength, he looked coldly at Wu Shuang who was half-kneeling on the ground and trembling non-stop.    

    

Success would never have a shortcut. Mushrooms of decay could indeed refine Heavenly Sound Force, but the essence was a type of deadly poison that could corrode bones and sap souls. Destruction usually contained the power of life, and whether Wu Shuang could transform it would depend on his own good fortune.    

    

As time passed second by second, Wu Shuang collapsed on the ground, losing half of his HP. He was no longer running against the Death God, but was instead being completely reversed by him. There was only one thought left in his blurry mind, and that was to defeat the black line!    

    

However, the slaughter continued within his body, and the amount of Heavenly Note continued to drop, by one third … One fifth … One in seven, until only a tenth of the time, this senseless wear and tear finally came to an abrupt end.    

    

Along with the appearance of the first congealed Heavenly Note Energy, all of the Heavenly Note Energy began a rapid change. As the first congealed Heavenly Note Energy appeared, all of the Heavenly Note Energy began a rapid change.    

    

BOOM!    

    

It was like the great bell of Huang Lu ringing continuously, hundreds of millions of voices came down from the sky, like the great river was rolling up and down in Wu Shuang's mind, the remaining black lines were instantly wiped out, and the condensed Heavenly Sound Force was also unceasingly condensing under the incredible power.    

    

When Zi Ye saw the light pillar that represented the voice of the Great Dao enveloping Wu Shuang, he withdrew his gaze. If he had a body now, then the corners of his mouth would be raised. This human brat had received a good evaluation in his heart.    

    

"Haha, I …" "I won." At the last moment, Wu Shuang triggered the imprint of "Red Day". Then, his vision went dark and he fainted completely.    

    

After an unknown amount of time, when Wu Shuang was awoken by the thunderclaps, he only felt extremely thirsty and tired. He opened his eyes and saw Zi Ye and four or five powerful Intermediate Magic Weapon Blades.    

    

Pow!    

    

A nine-section bone whip bypassed Zi Ye's blockade and viciously lashed Wu Shuang, who was on the ground.    

    

"How dare you!" Zi Ye roared furiously. Just as he was about to turn around to block it, he suddenly heard a dragon roar. He saw a bright golden dragon head rise up, smashing apart the nine bone whips and then continuing to climb upwards before finally exploding into pieces in mid-air.    

    

Zi Ye looked at Wu Shuang who jumped up and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Smelly brat, come and help when you wake up. Damn it, I can't take it anymore."    

    

"Hehe, then why don't you just move to the side?" Wu Shuang cursed as his gaze locked onto the three remaining Demonification Weapon. Three flickering Divine Talisman s suddenly appeared beside him.    

    

Boom! *    

    

Wu Shuang took a step forward and flew out like a rocket. After his advancement, his Heavenly Note Power and recovery speed had increased by several times. While he was still unconscious, he had already replenished.    

    

The purer Heavenly Note skill also meant an increase in power. Right now, one Heavenly Note skill was comparable to the past three, and coupled with the amplification from the Spirit Melody, it was a huge leap for Wu Shuang.    

    

In the blink of an eye, Wu Shuang had already arrived in front of a pale sickle. He retracted his fist and let go, like compressed air exploding, he smashed three dragon heads with open mouths.    

    

Rumble rumble rumble!    

    

Just as the pale white scythe was raised, it was smashed into smithereens by the three dragon heads. In the next moment, a biting cold blade light cut down, but was blocked by the Defensive Arts Formation.    

    

Wu Shuang looked at the Golden-Ringed Blade coldly. At the same time that the Defensive Arts Formation retaliated, he suddenly threw out a punch.    

    

Golden notes gushed out and a streak of black and red light along with four dragon claws bombarded the Golden-Ringed Blade like a torrential storm. It was torn to shreds by the violent explosion.    

    

Wu Shuang reached out his hand and grabbed the gold ring out of the flying debris. Just as he turned around, he heard the sound of thunder and the sound of something heavy landing on the ground.    

    

"Kid, look at you looking so lively. You've recovered pretty well." Zi Ye laughed and said, "Eating the Rotten Mushrooms might be risky, but there are also quite a few benefits. Your poison resistance has increased by at least 30%, so even if you are poisoned, you won't die immediately."    

    

"What, do I need to thank you for almost poisoning me?" Wu Shuang rolled his eyes, twisted the water bottle, drank a few gulps of the thaw water and asked, "Zi Ye, how many parts have you split your body into?"    

    

"I was cut into seven pieces. Now, I only have four pieces left." Zi Ye looked in the northeast direction. Although it was dark in front of his eyes, he could feel an aura guiding him. "I have a bad premonition. Let's go."    

    

Wu Shuang nodded, put away the water bottle and said, "Don't worry, as long as one of your old friends doesn't appear, no one can stop us."    

    

"Hehe, since when have I fallen to the point of needing the comfort of an ant?" Zi Ye laughed at himself and quickly rushed into the darkness.    

    

"… …"    

    

Moments later, Wu Shuang and Zi Ye rushed to the northeast corner of the prison. There, a broken Demon Beast statue stood out quite a bit.    

    

Four bat wings, a dark purple cheetah body, and a gray-clothed man with his back to them, admiring the statue.    

    

Hearing the voice behind him, the gray-clothed man turned around. His long, grayish-white hair draped over his shoulders, and his pale, bony face didn't have a single wrinkle, but he seemed incomparably ancient.    

    

"Zi Ye, you're here." The grey robed man didn't speak, but his voice clearly reached Wu Shuang's ears.    

    

"Hehe, seeing your half-dead look, I feel relieved." Zi Ye said sarcastically, "Should I call you Meng Chang now or the Soul Devouring Spirit Rod?"    

    

"It doesn't matter, the name doesn't mean anything to me." The grey robed man said expressionlessly: "I already know your purpose. This is your remaining corpse. Hurry up and revive."    

    

"How could you be so kind? Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you? " Zi Ye flew high up in the sky as countless lightning gathered around him. At this moment, the broken "Linglong Prison" released a dazzling blue light.    

    

Wu Shuang frowned. The Heavenly Energy within his body surged crazily as he silently gathered his strength. At the same time, he prepared himself for the battle song in his mind.    

    

However, he was not a soft persimmon that anyone could pinch. Since he could not avoid it, he might as well fight!