"You two, can you please let me take a look at your injuries? I have some personal healing methods that should be able to help you two."
Ye Buwen gave a friendly smile.
"That's great." The spirit wielding the spear said enthusiastically.
"What's your name, fellow Taoist?"
"Ye Buwen."
“Instead of asking for Fellow Daoist’s respect, you should report your honorific title. Divine Transformation cultivators are usually known by their honorific titles, and it would be too thoughtless to address them by their names. Fellow Daoist is so powerful, he must be a famous person.”
"A title?" Ye Buwen muttered.
"In fact, I don't have a title, but my subordinates usually call me Tianwu. Some say Tianwu Zhenzun, Tianwu Shenzhu, etc."
"Tianwu?" The two monks looked at each other, and the indifferent expressions on their faces clearly showed that they had never heard of this title.
They had never heard of such a powerful person.
"You two, what are your honorific titles?"
"The True Lord of Battle." The god who is good at using a spear said.
"Zhao Ling Zhenzun." Another deified person said.
Ye Buwen threw out two rays of life-giving divine thunder from his hands, which fell into the bodies of the two gods.
"This is a special divine thunder from heaven and earth used for healing. You are so lucky, fellow Daoist." Bazhan Zhenzun said enviously.
"I got this by chance. Is this thunder effective?"
"Daoyou's divine thunder is indeed miraculous and can heal our injuries. However, it takes a lot of divine thunder to heal us. Daoyou should stop it, so as not to delay your participation in the battle."
The power contained in the body of a God of Transformation is enormous, it is not easy to be injured, and its body recovery ability is amazing. But on the other hand, once a God of Transformation is injured, the power required to recover is also enormous.
Zhao Ling Zhenzun said: "This thunder has a strong vitality. It must be difficult for you to release it. It is better not to waste it on us."
Ye Buwen did not stop, and continued to help them heal their wounds and said: "You two, with the help of my divine thunder, how long will it take for you to recover your fighting strength?"
"One day is enough." Zhao Ling Zhenzun replied.
"Then I'll treat you for a day."
Ba Zhan Zhenzun stopped him and said, "Fellow Daoist Tianwu, you absolutely cannot do that. Every bit of strength on the battlefield is very precious. You are the strongest among us. How can you use your strength for something as trivial as healing your injuries?"
"Besides, we can just go back and use the formation to recover."
Ye Buwen shook his head.
"This little loss of strength is nothing to me. I will recover soon."
"What I need most right now is a force that can launch a quick blitzkrieg. I came here from the south of Jinghai to provide support, and I can't stay here for too long. I will have to fight for another fifteen days or so before I rush back to guard the territory and keep a check on the fierce snake tribe in the south."
"So I need the strength of the two of you. The four of us will work together to find the lone alien warriors and kill them before they can react. The sooner the better."
After hearing Ye Buwen's words, the two gods stopped resisting and nodded.
"Since True Master Tianwu said so, I have to accompany you." True Master Bazhan took out a pill full of spiritual light.
Seeing what Master Bazhan said, Zhang Zhongyu and Master Zhaoling also took out high-quality pills.
Ye Buwen was excited when he saw it, because he didn’t have this kind of high-level elixir yet.
When I go back, I must exchange a few for my family, and the talismans should also be updated. After all, the danger level of Haizhu Mountains is different from that of Zhenghai City.
The three of them took the pills and regained some strength.
Ye Bu Wen stretched out his hand and the huge Xuansha Ding flew up out of thin air and stood on the ground.
Afterwards, he stuffed the flesh and blood of the Guman corpses scattered on the ground back into the cauldron and closed the lid.
A layer of black ink appeared on the Xuansha Ding from the inside out.
Ye Bu Wen sat cross-legged on the lid of the cauldron, absorbing the power of the mysterious essence while using divine thunder to heal the two people's injuries.
A day is a time for both of them to heal their wounds, and also a time for Ye Buwen to replenish his skills.
The great power of the ancient times, the body of mysterious essence, the body of the moon goddess.
Half a day later, True Lord Bazhan and True Lord Zhaoling stood up.
They have recovered to the point where they can move, although their combat effectiveness has not been restored, but Ye Buwen's plan is to launch a lightning assault.
The longer you wait, the harder it will be for your plan to succeed.
Therefore, Zhao Ling Zhenzun suggested that Zhang Zhongyu use the flying boat to lead them to find the powerful enemy, while the three of them would heal their wounds on the flying boat.
"Fellow Daoist Huoyun, haven't you found your target yet?"
Seeing that the two men had replenished their strength to a level where they could fight and their injuries would not seriously hinder the battle, Ye Bu Wen asked Zhang Zhongyu.
Zhang Zhongyu frowned with a worried look on his face.
"No, I don't know what's going on. I've been running for so long but haven't seen any signs of a battle between powerful gods."
When Ye Buwen heard this, he glanced at Zhang Zhongyu and fell into deep thought.
Is it simply bad luck, or is there a traitor?
"Do you have a map? Can anyone tell me about the battle layout here and the location of the spirit vein formation?"
"I have it." Zhang Zhongyu took out a huge map from his storage bag and unfolded it.
The map is divided into two major colors, one is white and the other is black. The map information on the black side is quite blurry and there are many blank areas.
Zhang Zhongyu pointed at the map and said, "The white side is the territory of our human race, and the black side is the territory of the three major tribes."
"The left, middle and right are the Poison Centipede Tribe, the Gu Man Tribe, and the Tongbi Monkey Tribe respectively. The strongest of the three tribes are located at the front line of the map. This is the information that has been ascertained."
"The black area with white dots is the approximate area where the enemy's powerful gods have been found, as well as the storage location of the enemy's repair resources."
"The red dots in the white area are where our True God Transformation's spiritual vein formation is located. In order to avoid leaking the deployment, I only have information about the spiritual vein formation near the area I am responsible for."
Ye Buwen looked at the map and stroked his chin, thinking.
The human race's defense map appeared in his mind. Although Zhang Zhongyu's map only gave him information about the nearby spiritual vein formation, as long as he compared the enemy's position with the human territory, he could know the general situation of the human race's defense.
The strong men of the human race and the alien races were fighting one-on-one to protect the front line and prevent the enemy from entering the human territory and killing them.
"Where are we now?"
Zhang Zhongyu drew a line on the map with his finger.
"I'm driving the flying boat along this route to find the enemy's strongmen. This route is located in the middle of the two sides and passes through most of the battlefield. The probability of encountering strong enemy men is very high. Our current position is probably here, in the front half."
Ye Buwen nodded. Zhang Zhongyu’s route choice was a good one, but for some reason they did not meet their target.
He couldn't go on like this. By the time the enemy reacted, his purpose of launching a blitzkrieg here would have been defeated.
Ye Bu Wen pointed at the map and started sliding it.
"Fellow Daoists, do you have any way to notify most of the True Gods of Transformation so that they can cooperate with our actions and lead the enemy to the point on our path that we must pass through?"
"This way we save time and don't have to waste precious combat time looking for the enemy."
Ye Buwen gave a friendly smile.
"That's great." The spirit wielding the spear said enthusiastically.
"What's your name, fellow Taoist?"
"Ye Buwen."
“Instead of asking for Fellow Daoist’s respect, you should report your honorific title. Divine Transformation cultivators are usually known by their honorific titles, and it would be too thoughtless to address them by their names. Fellow Daoist is so powerful, he must be a famous person.”
"A title?" Ye Buwen muttered.
"In fact, I don't have a title, but my subordinates usually call me Tianwu. Some say Tianwu Zhenzun, Tianwu Shenzhu, etc."
"Tianwu?" The two monks looked at each other, and the indifferent expressions on their faces clearly showed that they had never heard of this title.
They had never heard of such a powerful person.
"You two, what are your honorific titles?"
"The True Lord of Battle." The god who is good at using a spear said.
"Zhao Ling Zhenzun." Another deified person said.
Ye Buwen threw out two rays of life-giving divine thunder from his hands, which fell into the bodies of the two gods.
"This is a special divine thunder from heaven and earth used for healing. You are so lucky, fellow Daoist." Bazhan Zhenzun said enviously.
"I got this by chance. Is this thunder effective?"
"Daoyou's divine thunder is indeed miraculous and can heal our injuries. However, it takes a lot of divine thunder to heal us. Daoyou should stop it, so as not to delay your participation in the battle."
The power contained in the body of a God of Transformation is enormous, it is not easy to be injured, and its body recovery ability is amazing. But on the other hand, once a God of Transformation is injured, the power required to recover is also enormous.
Zhao Ling Zhenzun said: "This thunder has a strong vitality. It must be difficult for you to release it. It is better not to waste it on us."
Ye Buwen did not stop, and continued to help them heal their wounds and said: "You two, with the help of my divine thunder, how long will it take for you to recover your fighting strength?"
"One day is enough." Zhao Ling Zhenzun replied.
"Then I'll treat you for a day."
Ba Zhan Zhenzun stopped him and said, "Fellow Daoist Tianwu, you absolutely cannot do that. Every bit of strength on the battlefield is very precious. You are the strongest among us. How can you use your strength for something as trivial as healing your injuries?"
"Besides, we can just go back and use the formation to recover."
Ye Buwen shook his head.
"This little loss of strength is nothing to me. I will recover soon."
"What I need most right now is a force that can launch a quick blitzkrieg. I came here from the south of Jinghai to provide support, and I can't stay here for too long. I will have to fight for another fifteen days or so before I rush back to guard the territory and keep a check on the fierce snake tribe in the south."
"So I need the strength of the two of you. The four of us will work together to find the lone alien warriors and kill them before they can react. The sooner the better."
After hearing Ye Buwen's words, the two gods stopped resisting and nodded.
"Since True Master Tianwu said so, I have to accompany you." True Master Bazhan took out a pill full of spiritual light.
Seeing what Master Bazhan said, Zhang Zhongyu and Master Zhaoling also took out high-quality pills.
Ye Buwen was excited when he saw it, because he didn’t have this kind of high-level elixir yet.
When I go back, I must exchange a few for my family, and the talismans should also be updated. After all, the danger level of Haizhu Mountains is different from that of Zhenghai City.
The three of them took the pills and regained some strength.
Ye Bu Wen stretched out his hand and the huge Xuansha Ding flew up out of thin air and stood on the ground.
Afterwards, he stuffed the flesh and blood of the Guman corpses scattered on the ground back into the cauldron and closed the lid.
A layer of black ink appeared on the Xuansha Ding from the inside out.
Ye Bu Wen sat cross-legged on the lid of the cauldron, absorbing the power of the mysterious essence while using divine thunder to heal the two people's injuries.
A day is a time for both of them to heal their wounds, and also a time for Ye Buwen to replenish his skills.
The great power of the ancient times, the body of mysterious essence, the body of the moon goddess.
Half a day later, True Lord Bazhan and True Lord Zhaoling stood up.
They have recovered to the point where they can move, although their combat effectiveness has not been restored, but Ye Buwen's plan is to launch a lightning assault.
The longer you wait, the harder it will be for your plan to succeed.
Therefore, Zhao Ling Zhenzun suggested that Zhang Zhongyu use the flying boat to lead them to find the powerful enemy, while the three of them would heal their wounds on the flying boat.
"Fellow Daoist Huoyun, haven't you found your target yet?"
Seeing that the two men had replenished their strength to a level where they could fight and their injuries would not seriously hinder the battle, Ye Bu Wen asked Zhang Zhongyu.
Zhang Zhongyu frowned with a worried look on his face.
"No, I don't know what's going on. I've been running for so long but haven't seen any signs of a battle between powerful gods."
When Ye Buwen heard this, he glanced at Zhang Zhongyu and fell into deep thought.
Is it simply bad luck, or is there a traitor?
"Do you have a map? Can anyone tell me about the battle layout here and the location of the spirit vein formation?"
"I have it." Zhang Zhongyu took out a huge map from his storage bag and unfolded it.
The map is divided into two major colors, one is white and the other is black. The map information on the black side is quite blurry and there are many blank areas.
Zhang Zhongyu pointed at the map and said, "The white side is the territory of our human race, and the black side is the territory of the three major tribes."
"The left, middle and right are the Poison Centipede Tribe, the Gu Man Tribe, and the Tongbi Monkey Tribe respectively. The strongest of the three tribes are located at the front line of the map. This is the information that has been ascertained."
"The black area with white dots is the approximate area where the enemy's powerful gods have been found, as well as the storage location of the enemy's repair resources."
"The red dots in the white area are where our True God Transformation's spiritual vein formation is located. In order to avoid leaking the deployment, I only have information about the spiritual vein formation near the area I am responsible for."
Ye Buwen looked at the map and stroked his chin, thinking.
The human race's defense map appeared in his mind. Although Zhang Zhongyu's map only gave him information about the nearby spiritual vein formation, as long as he compared the enemy's position with the human territory, he could know the general situation of the human race's defense.
The strong men of the human race and the alien races were fighting one-on-one to protect the front line and prevent the enemy from entering the human territory and killing them.
"Where are we now?"
Zhang Zhongyu drew a line on the map with his finger.
"I'm driving the flying boat along this route to find the enemy's strongmen. This route is located in the middle of the two sides and passes through most of the battlefield. The probability of encountering strong enemy men is very high. Our current position is probably here, in the front half."
Ye Buwen nodded. Zhang Zhongyu’s route choice was a good one, but for some reason they did not meet their target.
He couldn't go on like this. By the time the enemy reacted, his purpose of launching a blitzkrieg here would have been defeated.
Ye Bu Wen pointed at the map and started sliding it.
"Fellow Daoists, do you have any way to notify most of the True Gods of Transformation so that they can cooperate with our actions and lead the enemy to the point on our path that we must pass through?"
"This way we save time and don't have to waste precious combat time looking for the enemy."
