I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 2087: Chapter 2086: Rashamon Palace Master

Above the Nine Heavens.

The Clan Leaders of the twelve major True Spirit races looked coldly at everything below them, taking it all in.

The Clan Leader of the Titan Giant Ape tribe, Titan Divine Sword, furrowed his brows tightly, feeling that something seemed off.

"Have you noticed? Since the battle started, we’ve lost between eight and nine thousand from our twelve True Spirit races, if not ten thousand. Where has all their blood essence gone? And what about the storage bags of those high-level cultivators that fell to the ground?" Titan Divine Sword asked.

"Oh, now that you mention it, I do feel something’s off. Even if our clansmen died, given their resilient physical bodies and rich bloodlines, the fallen True Spirit blood essence shouldn’t just vanish! Where has all this vast blood essence gone?" the Clan Leader of the Three-headed Flood Dragon Clan said with a frown.

"Indeed! Not only have the True Spirit blood essence from our clans disappeared, but even those storage bags and magical treasures belonging to high-level cultivators have vanished without a trace!" agreed the Clan Leader of the Fire Phoenix Clan, nodding.

After speaking, the Clan Leaders of the twelve major True Spirit races exchanged glances, and from each other’s eyes, they saw a spark of realization. The next moment, they all exclaimed in unison.

"There’s someone else around here!"

Upon discovering this, they immediately cast their Divine Thought, sweeping across their surroundings. The powerful Divine Thought force, centered on the battlefield, frantically scanned the surroundings.

A while later, the Clan Leaders of the twelve major True Spirit races retracted their Divine Thought, their faces dark as frost, terrifyingly cold.

From their expressions, it was clear they had found nothing.

"There’s no need to hold back anymore. Use whatever divine skills you have to find the rat hiding in the dark!" Titan Divine Sword said with a grim face.

"Alright!" The remaining eleven True Spirit Clan Leaders nodded in agreement. Instantly, all twelve of them began displaying divine skills, forming hand seals. One by one, they unleashed powerful divine skills, sweeping their surroundings.

Various strange divine skills were displayed, some were Heavenly Vision, while others were other great divine skills, checking every corner.

But no matter how many divine skills they employed, they could not discover Zhang Xiaohao’s trace.

On the ground, Zhang Xiaohao lay lazily, his legs crossed, smoking a panda. Under the cover of the Power of Reincarnation, there was no need to worry about them finding him.

Seeing these twelve old immortals displaying divine skills, trying to locate him, the disdain on Zhang Xiaohao’s face grew deeper.

"Using the Great Covering Sky Reincarnation Thin Cloud Technique, powered by the reincarnation laws, you amateurs dare try to find my trace? No matter how hard you try, you still won’t find me!" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.

"Hmm? There really is a hidden Great Mahayana Extreme Realm elder!" Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes narrowed. Under his Reincarnation Heavenly Eye, he detected a woman in black robes emanating the aura of the Great Mahayana Extreme Realm, hidden in the void.

"Things are getting more interesting, who knew a copy of the Three Pure Ones Scripture would draw out so many old monsters! But, they can keep her company for a while!" Zhang Xiaohao’s lips curled into a playful smile.

With a thought, he activated the trace of Thunder Law in his mind, and in no time, under his control, a purple thunderbolt was drawn from above the Nine Heavens.

Swoosh!

The purple thunderbolt, carrying the power to destroy everything, fiercely targeted the black-robed woman hidden in the void below.

The thunderbolt’s powerful force, with a locking feature, domineeringly blasted forward.

"Hmm? What’s happening? Was I discovered?" The black-robed woman’s brows furrowed.

As she gazed at the descending thunderbolt from above the Nine Heavens, her body flickered, hiding and dodging elsewhere, as if not wanting to reveal her position.

But no matter how she dodged, she couldn’t escape the thunderbolt. It pursued her relentlessly, like it had eyes, quickly closing in on her.

"A mere thunderbolt dares to rage before me? Do you truly think I fear you?" The black-robed woman sneered coldly.

As a seasoned Great Mahayana Extreme Realm being, standing at the peak of the Spirit Realm, she naturally possessed great pride. Originally intending to evade, the annoying persistence of the thunderbolt changed her mind; thus, she decided to fight!

"Shatter!" The black-robed woman snorted coldly.

Her right hand slapped out fiercely, with the violent palm force erupting from her palm. A black hand formed and forcibly absorbed the surrounding nature’s spiritual energy, before swiftly smashing into the purple thunderbolt.

Boom!

Powerful shockwaves rippled outward.

Everything around was obliterated by this mighty wave, leaving not a trace.

After dealing with the purple thunderbolt, the black-robed woman’s figure flickered, appearing above the Nine Heavens, standing before the twelve True Spirit Clan Leaders, her hands behind her back, gazing at them imposingly, like a queen ruling the world.

"Who sent that purple thunderbolt?" The black-robed woman asked coldly.

Her face was concealed by a black veil, only her eyes visible in the air.

"Are you the Rashamon Palace Master?" Titan Divine Sword’s eyes narrowed as he spoke.

Rashamon Palace Master was a famous old Great Mahayana Extreme Realm powerhouse from two thousand years ago, her divine skills esteemed across the Spirit Realm, almost all of her contemporaries crushed underfoot.

Even among the Great Mahayana Extreme Realm, Rashamon Palace Master was incredibly strong, capable of single-handedly challenging three, even five, ordinary Great Mahayana Extreme Realm beings! Terrifying, to say the least.

"Hmph! Whether you’re the Rashamon Palace Master or not, I’m asking you, did you steal those True Spirit blood essence and the treasures dropped by high-level cultivators?" the Clan Leader of the Three-headed Flood Dragon Clan shouted coldly.

"Who do you think you are to question me? When I was making waves in the Spirit Realm, you were still playing in some backwater! Besides, I wouldn’t want those trashy treasures even if they were gifted to me! If I wanted the True Spirit blood essence, I’d simply slaughter you all, and the essence would naturally come." Rashamon Palace Master boasted arrogantly.

"Damn hag! You’re too arrogant!" the Three-headed Flood Dragon Clan Leader roared with a ferocious expression.

"Damn loach! You dare call me a hag, I’ll skin you and roast you!" Rashamon Palace Master’s eyes turned cold.

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