When I woke up, I wanted to go home.

Chapter 351 Soul-Devouring Heavy Water

"Little Rou, come out! They're all dead!"

Seeing that all the celestial avatars had been mercilessly annihilated by Xiao Rou's strange attack, Xiao Mu spoke to the surrounding void.

"I'm right behind you!"

Hearing a sudden noise behind him, Xiao Mu was startled.

However, when he turned around and saw that it was Xiao Rou, he patted his chest in a Western style and said, "Little Rou, what are you doing?"

"People from lowly backgrounds can be terrifying."

Xiao Rou ignored Xiao Mu's cheeky expression and teased, "I didn't realize you were so tough."

Not only were you able to withstand the attacks of over a hundred Immortal Venerable avatars for so long, but just now, after losing me as their target, those Immortal Venerables unleashed all their attacks on you.

This didn't kill you; in fact, you're still alive and kicking. This survival rate truly lives up to the old saying.

Wildfire cannot destroy it; the spring breeze brings it back to life!

"Little Rou, please stop teasing me."

Xiao Mu said with a helpless expression, while secretly marveling at how quickly Xiao Rou's spiritual energy recovered.

He concentrated and carefully sensed Xiaorou's spiritual energy fluctuations, and was surprised to find that although Xiaorou's spiritual energy was slightly weak, it still retained about 40 to 50% of its strength.

Xiao Mu's eyes widened, and she asked incredulously, "Little Rou, after they killed the enemy, their spiritual energy was almost completely exhausted."

"But you not only killed a hundred Immortal Venerable avatars, but two groups in a row. Why do you still have so much spiritual power left?"

Xiao Rou smiled slightly, revealing a confident expression, and explained, "This is all thanks to my magic."

My magic possesses a special ability: it can destroy the opponent while simultaneously absorbing all of their energy and converting it for my own use.

While it's impossible to absorb 100% completely, a conversion rate of 40-50% is still achievable.

Xiao Mu was dumbfounded and amazed by Xiao Rou's magic.

He couldn't help but think that if he could master such magic, he would have a huge advantage in battle.

Xiao Rou seemed to see through Xiao Mu's thoughts and continued, "Actually, with your wood attribute, you can also explore and discover in this direction when comprehending magic and supernatural powers."

After all, according to the rules of the law, your law is more powerful than mine.

Xiao Mu felt a surge of anticipation after hearing Xiao Rou's words.

He realized that his wood-attribute laws might hold more potential and possibilities, and if he studied them diligently, he might be able to create powerful spells similar to Xiao Rou's.

"Let's not talk about that now, let's hurry over to Brother Xiong's place."

If we don't go help them soon, those guys will fight to the death.

Xiao Rou frowned slightly and turned to Xiao Mu.

"it is good"!

Xiao Mu didn't waste any more words with him. After replying with a single word, the two of them disappeared from the spot.

"Xiao Jin, Xiao Huo, Xiao Lei, you three go first."

"I, Old Bear, will take on the remaining dozens of scum."

"What the hell are you carrying?"

Look at the way you're acting now, it's really speechless!

He's been beaten so badly that he's practically skin and bones. What's the point of fighting back?

At this moment, Xiong Da revealed an amazing side of himself.

He stood with the sky above him and the void beneath his feet, as if he were one with the entire universe.

After transforming into his true form, he became a snow-white behemoth, hundreds of millions of feet in size, lying across the endless void of the universe.

The appearance of this snow-white behemoth gave people a sense of invincibility.

However, despite Xiong Da's immense strength, his body was already covered in wounds.

His body was covered with scars of all sizes, some of which were so deep that the bone was visible.

Inside, the white, jade-like bones were exposed, emitting a faint white light, as if telling the story of the pain he had suffered.

Ever since Xiong Da swallowed that drop of ancestral blood, his blood has undergone a miraculous change.

The originally bright red blood gradually turned into moon white, a color as pure and mysterious as the bright moon in the night sky.

The white blood flowing from his enormous body was like a raging torrent, flowing endlessly.

The white blood pooled together and nearly engulfed a small star field; its sheer quantity was astonishing.

Standing in front of Xiong Da were three little guys: Xiao Jin, Xiao Huo, and Xiao Lei.

Although they also transformed into gigantic bodies tens of millions of feet long, compared to Xiong Da's original form, they were nothing but small fry.

They were like three toddlers who had just learned to walk, standing next to a giant, appearing so small and fragile.

At this moment, the three little ones were already at their last gasp.

The two or three tenths of spiritual power that had just been recovered were simply not enough to support the unleashing of a final ultimate move.

Therefore, we can only defeat them one by one.

But how easy is it to kill a prepared Immortal Venerable clone?

If you can't beat them in a one-on-one fight, can't they just run away?

"Hahaha... I admit you are powerful, but so what?"

Now that we're prepared, even if it takes time, we can wear you all down.

One of the remaining fifty-odd Immortal Venerable clones looked at the few small ones opposite him who were already at their last gasp and said arrogantly!

"Old Deng, you think you can kill us brothers with just a few dozen rotten garlic cloves?"

Don't you think that, given all this time, besides your group, no other Celestial Venerables have come to your aid?

Xiao Jin paused for a moment after saying this, and then continued, "To be honest, it's strange for me too."

We did not kill all the celestial beings' avatars who were surrounding and attacking us; there were still a dozen or so who escaped.

But why is no one sending you a message?

Could it be... that he abandoned you all and ran away?

"This is truly a case of 'when disaster strikes, everyone flees for their lives,' without even informing you of a single, insurmountable obstacle."

Xiao Jin was right. Those who escaped the net but weren't killed by Xiao Jin and the others fled directly to safety.

The reason why he didn't send his battle updates to the others is quite simple.

Firstly, everyone believed that they would be notified once the other colleagues had eliminated the target.

At that time, they reunited with them and informed them of the situation on the battlefield.

If they rashly flee to other teams on their own, who knows if something like what just happened will happen to them again?

After all, with a target of ten people, it's impossible for only one person to have such an ability.

Secondly, there's the matter of losing face.

A hundred Immortal Venerable clones surrounded and attacked an Emperor-level being, and were almost all killed.

If they had informed all their colleagues of this news immediately, there would have been enemies who said, "So many colleagues have died in battle, why are only a few of you still alive?"

Could it be that you didn't even join the battle, and retreated in the face of battle...? Wait, force them to return to the battlefield and destroy this clone of yours!

Without even thinking about it, you can imagine how nasty the words those who don't get along with you will say.

Although they would talk about it later, these surviving immortal avatars knew that, apart from Wanfa, among the remaining nine people, there must be other teams that, like themselves, had been killed and were almost wiped out.

Moreover, there is certainly more than one such team.

When they come together, the voices that slander them will be quieter.

At least you won't be forced to send your clones to their deaths.

Getting back to the main point, right after Xiao Jin finished speaking, many people in the Immortal Venerable's avatar team also felt something was strange.

Meanwhile, many celestial beings' avatars were sending out messages to inquire about the situation.

Without exception, no one received a reply.

"I sensed something was wrong. I quickly dealt with these ants on the other side first, and then went to find the other Immortal Venerable clones."

"Alright, they've exhausted their spiritual energy. Let's all charge together and take care of these ants in one go."

"Damn, I was thinking of asking them some questions and letting them think about it, to buy some time while waiting for rescue."

This has backfired spectacularly.

Seeing dozens of Immortal Venerable clones charging towards him, Xiao Jin uttered a self-pitying lament, then, with a sob in his voice, shouted loudly into the void ahead:

"Ninth Brother, if you don't come to save us soon, we're all really going to kick the bucket!"