Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2559: 255: The Source_3
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He had refined all six magic wands completely. Even without activation at this instant, the six magic wands flared up brilliantly, as though detecting a presence, and began expanding independently!
Wang Ba's brows furrowed faintly, and he maneuvered the six magic wands to embed them sequentially into the Duanhai Cliff.
The six magic wands plunged deeply into the Duanhai Cliff, promptly generating a 'vortex' across its polished surface.
A fearsome, petrifying suction power surged through the Six Root Magic Staff, ravenously pulling out all from Wang Ba’s Primordial Spirit and body!
Just like a fathomless abyss!
While the Six Root Magic Staff drained power from Wang Ba, the vortex at its core steadily widened, teetering on the edge of breaching the barrier in front.
Wang Ba involuntarily advanced, his eyes glued to the vortex's profound depths. Only a slender barrier remained there. Gazing through the vortex, he vaguely perceived the realm beyond the boundary wall…
Yet another void.
Wang Ba's heart leaped.
Within his view, the fragile divide at the vortex's heart, bridging both flanks of the Immortal Pass, looked poised to shatter imminently!
Right in the following moment.
A surge of irrepressible frailty abruptly overwhelmed his mind!
Right after, a fierce foreboding erupted fiercely in his chest!
This came as a potent alert from his Primordial Spirit and body.
“Again!”
Wang Ba's heart clenched; he yanked his hand back hastily, with Kong Zen at his side rapidly extracting the Six Root Magic Staff.
“Just the two of us aren’t nearly enough to open this Duanhai Cliff.”
Kong Zen's face turned solemn as he fixed his stare on the wall, murmuring lowly.
Upon hearing that, Wang Ba could merely nod lightly, a swirl of regret and residual terror filling him.
The Six Root Magic Staff was obviously the crucial tool for unlocking the Immortal Pass, yet its demand was excessively high, way beyond what he could endure. Indeed, a mere moment's delay earlier might have led to him being utterly depleted by the Six Root Magic Staff.
All the same, Wang Ba's inner emotions remained roiled.
After endless years, the moment to breach this Duanhai Cliff had finally arrived. In this instant, an intense desire welled up to muster everyone's power and shatter this place entirely.
No matter the consequences, plunge in and battle on.
Yet at that very moment, he abruptly paused, seemingly noticing an oddity, and issued a soft hum of astonishment.
His sight landed upon the Six Root Magic Staff.
Atop one of the Land-Parting Staffs, near the end, a subtle greenish-black vapor was quietly seeping outward.
Upon witnessing this, Wang Ba first felt a touch bewildered, then pondered aloud:
“Is this… a plague?”
“How could there be a plague here?”
His mind brimmed with astonishment and uncertainty.
In that instant, a furious bellow rang out from afar.
Wang Ba and Kong Zen shared a look, both catching the mutual shock and puzzlement in the other's eyes, and without hesitation, they dashed toward the source of the cry.
Bald Man Jiao had bared his original form, writhing desperately as a mass of greenish-black gas ensnared him.
Though he strained every effort to fling it away, the greenish-black gas adhered relentlessly, unwilling to detach, and instead ballooned further!
The rest converged swiftly upon hearing the uproar, eyeing Jiao with bewilderment and suspicion.
Heavenly Monarch Chao pressed urgently:
“What’s going on?”
Bald Man Jiao reverted promptly to human form, exerting himself to suppress the greenish-black gas on his limb while gesturing wildly toward the Duanhai Cliff:
“I saw there was something unusual up there, reached out to touch it, but didn’t expect to be ambushed by this thing!”
Noting the greenish-black gas afflicting the man, Wang Ba's gaze sharpened; he promptly summoned the Disaster Plague Immortal.
The Disaster Plague Immortal took a light sniff, its nostrils quivering faintly before inhaling softly.
The greenish-black gas mass on Bald Man Jiao peeled away swiftly, as if encountering its sovereign, and burrowed straight into the Disaster Plague Immortal's nostril.
A flicker of satisfaction appeared on the Disaster Plague Immortal's face right away.
Nevertheless, Bald Man Jiao's aura had clearly diminished, regarding the Disaster Plague Immortal with astonishment and doubt.
The profoundly feeble True Man Gai, aided by Lady Hua, touched down and inevitably inquired:
“What’s going on?”
Wang Ba contemplated briefly and shook his head without a word, then zipped over to the Duanhai Cliff.
His eyes roamed the wall's face, quickly locating a scarcely noticeable thread of greenish-black gas upon it.
Observing this strand of plague, Wang Ba's insights suddenly linked in a thunderous revelation:
“I get it! I get it!”
“This is why the three Dharma Realms managed to eradicate the plague so swiftly!”
He felt a profound shock right away, lost in deeper contemplation.
The others failed to grasp his meaning and directed their eyes toward Wang Ba.
Solely Heavenly Monarch Chao, having beheld the Disaster Plague Immortal’s plague, cast a profound gaze upon the Duanhai Cliff.
Wang Ba hid nothing further, curbing his thrill and delight, as he swept his eyes over the group and proclaimed:
“Everyone, no more fleeing is necessary—I’ve discovered a method to counter the Tianshang Buddha Lord!”