The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 1769 - 1766: Thousand Mysterious Saint Body
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"Young Master Ye, is this the danger you spoke of?"
Flustered as well, the elder quickly turned to Ye Xuan for verification.
With a slight nod, Ye Xuan replied: "Correct."
"Ah?!"
"What do we do now?!"
The rest became frantic.
"The way out is waiting for the Heavenly Swallowing Toad to part its jaws, or... slaying the Heavenly Swallowing Toad," Ye Xuan stated calmly.
"Then let's figure out how to slay the Heavenly Swallowing Toad!"
A voice proposed.
Otherwise, once their mana fully breaks down, doom awaits them all.
"Killing it is probably impossible."
Hai Dong's voice echoed at that point.
Turning toward the sound, everyone looked. The Loose Cultivation Alliance elder inquired: "And how would you know that?"
Hai Dong shot a glance at Ye Xuan before murmuring: "Legends say the Heavenly Swallowing Toad devours the heavens upon opening wide. Its outer shell mimics every hue, vanishing seamlessly, with hide tough like a realm barrier. Inside, it's a pitch-black cosmos, endless and immense."
"From without or within, slaying the Heavenly Swallowing Toad proves impossible."
"Thus, Brother Ye's suggestion stands as the sole viable path: await the Heavenly Swallowing Toad yawning open—that's our lone shot at freedom."
Hai Dong's declaration drained color from many faces.
High-level cultivators might endure the mana breakdown.
Yet for them, death strikes first without fail!
"Hai Dong, any alternatives? Waiting like this... who can say how many will perish..."
A Saint Realm cultivator from the Loose Cultivator Alliance whispered.
Life or death hung in the balance, after all!
Shaking his head, Hai Dong responded: "I made it quite plain earlier."
"So we're just sitting ducks for death!"
The Saint Realm cultivator paled, teetering on the edge of hopelessness.
Swallowed by the Heavenly Swallowing Toad, endurance becomes the sole recourse.
Hang on till it gapes its maw, clinging to scraps of mana to fuel a getaway.
But should endurance fail?
Mana vanishes entirely, bodies crumbling to dust in the end.
"Stock up on plenty of elixirs, everyone."
Desperate scheming gripped the group.
The Heavenly Swallowing Toad drains only mana, so hoard restorative elixirs—pop one when endurance wanes.
Ye Xuan had to admit, their schemes sounded clever.
Regrettably, these people grasp nothing of the Heavenly Swallowing Toad's true nature.
Come that dire instant, pulling out an elixir spells utter devastation.
The Heavenly Swallowing Toad dissolves and claims it immediately.
Cultivators' mana erodes gradually since it's forged slowly via cultivation.
Elixirs, however, count as foreign matter, ripe for devouring.
Remember, they're trapped within the Heavenly Swallowing Toad now.
Any elixir manifesting gets sucked away on the spot.
Ye Xuan held his tongue, though—their despair ran deep enough.
"Brother Ye, you clearly know much of the Heavenly Swallowing Toad. Mind enlightening this junior a bit?"
Hai Dong seldom initiated talk with Ye Xuan, yet he appeared at ease, tension absent.
Ye Xuan eyed Hai Dong coolly: "I laid it out plainly already."
Hai Dong's face froze briefly, sensing Ye Xuan's playful jab.
Momentary quiet fell before Hai Dong pressed: "Did you predict the Heavenly Swallowing Toad's abrupt arrival?"
"Kid, you're prying excessively."
Tong Wuji, beside Ye Xuan, eyed Hai Dong indifferently.
Hai Dong offered a smile: "Just seeking clarity for my nagging questions."
Tong Wuji bared his shiny teeth in a grin, stating evenly: "Pry too far, and it kills you."
A wave of peril crashed over Hai Dong then.
Undaunted, he fixed on Ye Xuan again: "Brother Ye, care to reply?"
Ye Xuan drawled: "Spot on—I did predict the Heavenly Swallowing Toad's emergence."
His revelation twisted the Loose Cultivation Alliance members' features, thoughts churning wildly.
Ye Xuan anticipated the Heavenly Swallowing Toad?
Why hold back the warning?
Leaving them plunged into peril like this.
Such queries burned unspoken; no one voiced them aloud.
"Brother Ye must have a strategy then, yes?"
Hai Dong pressed further: "I hope Brother Ye can guide us out safely. Even if us loose cultivators' lives are fragile, they remain lives nonetheless, right?"
Such words instantly set Ye Xuan against the whole crowd.
However, they struck a chord with every member of the Loose Cultivation Alliance.
"Tong Wuji."
Ye Xuan called out calmly.
Boom!
Tong Wuji shot a glance toward Hai Dong.
Suddenly, Hai Dong sensed himself back on that frigid winter night, teetering on the edge of frostbite, trembling without control.
His mana drained at an explosive pace, far outstripping even the Holy Venerable cultivator's rate.
Fear flickered in Hai Dong's eyes.
He never thought Ye Xuan would command his subordinate to attack outright!
Wasn't this man the top name on the Mystic Yellow List, a prodigy of the younger generation? Surely pride would make him fight personally instead of involving others.
Moreover, Hai Dong ranked on the Mystic Yellow List himself. If tensions rose with Ye Xuan, shouldn't Ye Xuan confront him directly?
What in the world was happening?
"Young Master Ye!"
"Please, Young Master Ye, show mercy!"
The elders from the Loose Cultivation Alliance grew frantic, quickly dropping to their knees and begging Ye Xuan.
Hai Dong served as a vital pillar for the Loose Cultivation Alliance, essential to their upcoming schemes.
"The Thousand Mysterious Saint Body truly stands out as an extraordinary Sacred Body, yet I warn you against fixating on it. In death, the Thousand Mysterious Saint Body turns to mere vapor."
Ye Xuan ignored the others, fixing his eyes on the sweat-drenched Hai Dong while speaking deliberately.
Hai Dong's pupils contracted sharply, struck by utter astonishment.
This fellow actually recognized his Sacred Body?
Everyone knew his Sacred Body had reached Great Success, but none grasped its true identity.
Hai Dong kept it secret; only he understood he bore the most elusive of Sacred Bodies—the Thousand Mysterious Saint Body.
Upon reaching Great Success, the Thousand Mysterious Saint Body could imitate foes' divine abilities according to the power it faced!
Why provoke Ye Xuan, the strongest Reserve Emperor on the Mystic Yellow List?
Obviously, to secretly copy Ye Xuan's techniques.
Yet Ye Xuan refused to engage personally, dispatching Tong Wuji to punish him instead!
He also never foresaw Ye Xuan detecting his special physique!
Hai Dong stood stunned into silence.
Ye Xuan shifted his gaze away, dismissing the man entirely.
He had pierced through all of Hai Dong's petty plots.
Regarding the Thousand Mysterious Saint Body, Ye Xuan identified it instantly upon seeing Hai Dong.
Ye Xuan owned a treasure called the Thousand Mysterious Mirror.
This Thousand Mysterious Mirror existed to duplicate anything.
Ye Xuan had employed the Thousand Mysterious Mirror before to copy the Divine Sun Sword.
After that, he seldom touched the item.
Notably, Ye Xuan drew inspiration for creating it from the Thousand Mysterious Saint Body.
Curiously, one of Ye Xuan's former disciples, the Heavenly Phenomenon Great Emperor, wielded the Thousand Mysterious Saint Body.