The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 1259 656: Getting Along (Part 2)

The moment the circle formed, rumbling sounds filled Yan Xiaobao's mind, shaking his soul.

The spirit river of his cultivation base started to flow, exploding in various parts of his body, seemingly chaotic and without shape. However, upon closer inspection, his spiritual power was actually transforming into a vortex.

This vortex was the beginning of Tideflow!

This is the most crucial aspect of Earthstring Foundation Establishment!

The flow of spiritual power transforms into a tide. Fog turns to liquid, the Earthstring Dao Foundation forms, and death is cut off!

Yan Xiaobao suddenly lifted his head, blue veins protruding from his neck and face. He hoarsely shouted, "Tideflow!"

RUUUUUUUUUUMBLE!

In an instant, the vortex started rotating with greater force, transforming into something akin to a black hole, sucking away all the Earth Energy within him. Of course, this wasn't even a thousandth of what was needed.

However, once the vortex formed, it would automatically absorb the Earth Energy accumulated over the last sixty years of the Fallen Sword World's cycle!

In an instant, streams of Earth Energy began to surge from the walls of the Immortal Cave towards Yan Xiaobao.

Soon, the water of the lake around him began to bubble and boil, with enormous amounts of Earth Energy surging into it. The sky of the Fallen Sword World trembled as Earth Energy flowed from all directions towards Yan Xiaobao.

Disciples from the four sects across different locations in the Fallen Sword World all lifted their heads. Some felt confused, others shocked, and still others astonished. A variety of emotions could be seen, even disbelief.

"Tideflow! Heavens! That's Earthstring Foundation Establishment Tideflow!!"

"Who is it? It's only been a month, and someone has already formed an Earth Capture Crystal and started establishing the foundation?!"

"Is it Song Que? Ghostfang? Nine-Isles? Or Fang Lin?!?!" The lake above Yan Xiaobao started churning fiercely as it turned into a massive vortex, relentlessly pulling in energy from the sky and land of the surrounding world. An endless amount of Earth Energy poured into it, causing the vortex to swell larger and larger until it rose like a massive tornado up to the heavens!

From a distance, the tornado looked so awe-inspiring that anyone who saw it gasped in astonishment.

The moment the tornado connected with the sky above, a spinning vortex formed, the hallmark of Tideflow!

"Yan Xiaobao!" Not far from where Yan Xiaobao reached the center of the foundation, Xu Xiaoshan paused mid-air, gazing at the surging Earth Energy. Only Tideflow could provoke such a heavenly response. Taking a deep breath, his eyes began to glow brightly. "So, he's the first to truly complete his Earth Capture Crystal."

In the depths of the Fallen Sword World, Shangguan Tianyou stood there, with nine Flying Swords rotating in a sword shape. His right hand flashed in a spell gesture, and the nine sword stabs pierced the air, unleashing a powerful killing force that instantly destroyed a high-level banebeast. Ignoring the thick stream of Earth Energy flowing into his Dao Bottle, he stared at the Earth Energy stream flowing in the distance.

"Who is it?!" he wondered. "Damn it! If Fang Lin and I hadn't been fighting each other and both got injured, I definitely would have been faster!" With bloodshot eyes, he looked down at his now eighty percent full Dao Bottle. Gritting his teeth, he abandoned hunting banebeasts and started hunting disciples from the other three sects instead.

The provocation from someone reaching the foundation before him left Shangguan Tianyou's mood unsettled!

Meanwhile, in another area, Fang Lin from the Pill Stream Sect silently appeared in front of a Deep Flow Sect disciple. The disciple's eyes widened for a moment before his head exploded. Fang Lin took his Dao Bottle and then looked at the gathering Earth Energy. His eyes gleamed with bright light.

"After being taken by banesouls, I obtained Lei Shan's Dao Bottle, along with the bottles of everyone who ambushed me. However, this guy defeated me..." He looked down at the nearly full Dao Bottle, his eyes sparkling. He then slowly walked off to select a place for his own foundation.

In another area was the top figure selected from the Deep Flow Sect of Jiuli Island. His hands were dripping with blood, surrounded by seven or eight corpses, all disciples he had personally killed. "These should be enough!"

Aside from the few electors everyone was desperate to surpass, there were other disciples in the Fallen Sword World driven enough to increase their speed.

And the only way to do that was to kill other disciples!

Yan Xiaobao's Tideflow took just a short time to turn the entire Fallen Sword World into a battleground. Almost instantly, fierce battles erupted everywhere.

The death counts increased, and eerie screams filled the air.

Initially, around four hundred people were present, but by now that number was reduced to about half.

Hou Yunfei was bloodied, his hair in disarray. In the Fallen Sword World, he wasn't considered one of the spectacular electors, just an ordinary disciple. However, that didn't mean he was any less vicious than anyone else. Over the past month, he had reduced more than a dozen enemy disciples.

Working with other Spirit Stream Sect disciples, he also killed many banebeasts. As a result, his Dao Bottle was seventy percent full. As he saw the Earth Energy surging in the distance, he took a deep breath.

"Is it you, Xiao Bao? You're bound to succeed in your foundation. I must work harder!" With that, he turned and sped off into the distance.

Beihan Lie was in the central region of the Fallen Sword World, fighting like a demon. His battle with Lei Shan made his name rise in shocking ways until almost everyone knew who he was.

Although he failed to achieve a decisive victory, this battle ensured his name soared to new heights. He was the new dark horse among the four sects, much like the other newcomers from the three other sects. They quickly became the type ordinary disciples couldn't catch up to.

Of course, no one knew the painful path Beihan Lie took to gain such glory. The truth was, without Yan Xiaobao, he wouldn't be who he was now.

"I will definitely reach the Earthstring Foundation and erase all humiliation!" he howled internally, choosing another target and engaging in fierce battle.

At this point in the trial by fire, there were no weaklings among the surviving disciples. All of them had various powerful techniques and tactics at their disposal, and soon the battles became even more intense.

In the depths of the Fallen Sword World, in an area filled with swirling mists and numerous gorges, and among countless cultivators, two figures could be seen locked in combat.

Upon closer inspection, both were young women. One was Gongsun Wan'er, and the other was Zhao Rou from the Pill Stream Sect. Both were exquisite beauties, but now, they were both in dire straits. Sinister auras surrounded them as they engaged in their seventh battle.

Over the past month, they fought each time they met, almost as if they had a personal vendetta. Although neither gained the upper hand, they were unwilling to see the other capture more Earth Energy, leading to the current stalemate.

Zhao Rou said, "Gongsun Wan'er, we both have half-full bottles. This time, only one of us will come out alive, with a full bottle!" With that, she launched another attack.

Gongsun Wan'er, pale-faced, with Phoenix severely injured, gritted her teeth and counterattacked. Though their battle seemed mundane, both engaged in releasing powerful illusion magic on each other.

The slightest misstep from either would result in death.

The sky trembled, the ground quaked. Even though everyone was fixated on Yan Xiaobao's Earth Foundation Establishment, he was at a fever pitch, trembling in fear beneath the lake. Though unable to see what was happening on the lake's surface above, he was certain the rumbling Earth Energy formed a massive, funnel-shaped vortex.

"What if people try to interfere... what will I do?" Sweat immediately appeared on his forehead. In preparation for the foundation, he arranged some defensive measures, but now he was uncertain if they were sufficient.

Gritting his teeth, he inhaled vast amounts of Earth Energy, managing to extend his right hand to pat his satchel, producing a pile of over a thousand paper amulets, then scattered them around him.

He didn't activate them, but all it took was a single thought from him.

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