Chapter 141 A Mound of Heads (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader)
It was too late to dodge at this point, and the speed of the divine sense attack technique was extremely fast, far exceeding the reaction speed of the early Foundation Establishment stage. All that could be seen was a flash of gray light.
Wang Yu covered his forehead and groaned.
I felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if my vision was obscured by a fog, and I couldn't see clearly anymore.
The spiritual attack targeted the man's weakness. Fortunately, Wang Yu's cultivation of the Taiyin Nether Eye granted him a powerful spiritual sense. The Soul-Shattering Finger strike only caused him to be momentarily dazed.
Outside the giant ice coffin, the silver-clad warriors had all arrived, hundreds of them wielding long swords and hacking at the ice surface. Judging from their posture, they could only hold out for a minute or two at most.
Fortunately, these were body cultivators practicing special techniques, so they couldn't quickly melt the ice wall using fire-attribute spells.
Turning his head to look at the gray-robed old man on the other side, Wang Yu rushed over, summoned the Golden Blade Whip, and lashed it forward.
The rapidly extending whip entangled the gray-robed old man, who had transformed into a block of ice, and pulled him towards itself; it was truly a two-way race.
The old man in the ice block was clearly surprised by Wang Yu's quick recovery, and his eyes kept rolling around in shock.
"call out--"
In mid-air, the Glazed Soul Lamp that had destroyed nine illusory bodies finally reacted, its entire body wreathed in gray flames as it swooped down toward Wang Yu.
Without even glancing at him, Wang Yu emitted black smoke that instantly solidified into a ferocious black armor, upon which human faces twisted and bull heads roared.
Soul Devouring Evil Armor Technique!
As a semi-advanced magical technique, the Black Fiend Armor was created to defend against attacks from divine sense. It was not used before because it was a trump card to be used as a chance to win.
For this reason, he even deliberately endured the Soul-Shattering Finger.
"Whoosh!"
Despite being engulfed in ashes, Wang Yu acted as if nothing had happened.
The Xuan Yin Hand was suddenly unleashed, with both fists striking out simultaneously, shattering the ice block that had frozen the gray-robed old man into pieces. The old man inside was naturally struck by the immense force.
He watched in disbelief as his body began to detach.
"Tear—"
His left arm was forcibly torn off, then his right arm, and then his leg.
His face flushed red as he pushed the power of the Glazed Soul Lamp to its limit, only to watch helplessly as the black-armored figure tore him to pieces, turning him into a human pig.
How brutal!
"Fellow Daoist...please spare my life..."
"You know to beg for mercy after losing a fight? How naive are you?"
Outside the wall of ice coffins, the silver-armored warriors watched the gray-robed old man being tortured to death, and they all swallowed hard.
"Lord Song, he..."
"Go, hurry, go and invite the Sword Sect's top disciple!"
Wang Yu turned around abruptly. At a time like this, you still want to leave? Too late!
With a grasping motion of his right hand, he gently squeezed in the direction the silver-armored warriors had fled, and another giant ice coffin formed. The Ice Coffin Spell in his hands displayed a subtle evolution that even the creators of spells had never possessed.
More than a hundred armored soldiers were trapped. In their fear, they could only try their best to break through the layer of icy coffin. However, their cultivation level was too low. With only the brute force of the first-level body refinement, it was difficult to carve out a sliver of life in the ever-regenerating ice wall.
Before reaching the third level, physical cultivators find it difficult to gain an advantage against orthodox cultivators who possess combat wisdom, which is why this path has gradually declined.
If it were truly far superior to the Qi cultivation system, it wouldn't have been abandoned by people over time.
It can only serve as a supplement to the main path, not the only one.
"Extreme Cold Chaotic Slaughter!"
The outstretched arm twisted again, and the enormous ice coffin began to shrink, with sharp icicles rapidly growing from the thick ice wall.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds or even thousands of ice spikes appeared.
The icy coffin became a real coffin, a mortuary, filled with the echoes of death, and the flowing blood transformed it into a scarlet hell.
Wang Yu remained completely calm throughout all of this.
After taking out a top-grade Rejuvenation Pill and swallowing it, he began to clean up the battlefield. He took all the storage bags, cut off all the heads, and used his spiritual power to condense ice spikes to string together hundreds of heads and place them on the spot.
This was his return gift to Changxi.
He was unwilling when he was kidnapped, but now he has returned because he is seeking enlightenment from the demons.
The demonic embryo has been formed, and he is destined to embark on the path of devouring others to strengthen himself. Dual spiritual roots are just the beginning. Even if the bloodlines are different, as long as the aptitude surpasses his, he can also plant demonic thoughts and devour them to strengthen himself.
Hunting prodigies, I will rule the world!
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Several days later, the Moon Fairy, traveling from south to north through Black Mountain Pass, finally arrived at the battlefield where she had been a few days earlier.
When she saw the old man in the gray robe with his eyes wide open in death, she immediately guessed everything.
"Wang Yu! What a devilish brat!"
Lan Boting, standing to the side, was somewhat displeased. He had followed Changxi out for meritorious service, but now that such a big mistake had occurred, the Dao merit he had earned in the Black Mountain Demon Land might all be lost.
“Senior Sister Moonlight, I told you that kid deserved to die, but you insisted on letting him live. Who will be responsible for these hundreds of lives?”
Changxi glanced at her coldly.
"Why should I discuss my plans with you? Instead of shirking responsibility, you should think about how to deal with the traitors lurking in Black Mountain Pass."
Lan Boting wanted to get angry but didn't dare. He tried to find like-minded colleagues to support him, so he said sarcastically:
"What time is it? You're still thinking about attacking Black Mountain Pass? What if the demonic forces attack during the operation? Do you think I'm the only one who thinks Senior Sister Moonlight has no sense of the big picture?"
His gaze swept around, and the other three Foundation Establishment cultivators immediately lowered their heads and remained silent.
"Very well, if you want to go crazy, go crazy yourselves. I will personally go deep into the withered leaf swamp to capture this demon and use him to atone for my sins."
"If you don't want to be blamed by the inspectors, then come with me. If you're not afraid, then stay here, hmph!"
Lan Boting flicked his sleeves and left. His flying figure paused slightly. Seeing that no one was following, his face darkened terribly. Feeling that he had lost face, he chased after the enemy alone into the depths of the swamp.
"Shortsighted!"
Soon after, seeing that Lan Boting had completely walked away, a young male cultivator at the third level of Foundation Establishment commented, then approached Changxi again and said in a fawning tone.
"Senior Sister Moonlight, Lan Boting is arrogant and disrespectful to his elders. Let him act on his own. What should we do now?"
Changxi glanced at him, and he unconsciously straightened his back and revealed a smile that he thought was incredibly handsome.
"well--"
An unseen sigh drifted over.
Changxi remained silent for a long time before speaking: "Let's go back and continue to handle the aftermath of those abducted women. The Dry Leaf Swamp is vast and boundless, with underground water dragon veins."
"Once you enter this place, it's like a dragon entering the sea; you'll never be found again. We'll settle our scores about today's entanglements another day."
"yes."
Having made the decision, Changxi personally collected the heads. The city of Kuye was quite large and belonged to the Biyun Sect. This time, a Foundation Establishment cultivator died because of her orders, and there would definitely be some disputes.
It gives me a headache every time I think about it.
He murmured to himself.
“I’ll remember you, Wang Yu.”
Foundation building tomorrow!
(End of this chapter)
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