Chapter 199 Mandrill Teleportation (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)
Facing a powerful corpse demon that specializes in killing Foundation Establishment cultivators, with a historically verifiable win rate of 90%, he needs to assess the opponent's true combat strength to avoid misjudging the situation.
Of course, killing them outright would be the best outcome.
This means that in this underground ruin, apart from the six-eyed corpse infant, he can ensure his own safety, and those restrictions and formations that have been discovered cannot have any effect on him.
Intelligence Yu is now online!
"Gurgle—"
Corpse demons possess a cunning and cruel nature; they will kill any living creature they encounter, and this nature is the essence of a demon.
Playing with the heads of its prey is a pastime that it has gradually developed over time to pass the time; it is utterly meaningless.
It, however, never tired of it, kept turning its skull with its fingertips, making unintelligible gurgling sounds, completely immersed in its own world.
At a certain instant when the skull stops rotating.
The corpse demon's bright yellow vertical pupils suddenly turned to a certain direction, and with a gentle force from its large palm, the shiny skull instantly collapsed into fragments.
It smelled the aroma of its prey.
The figure, covered in black fur and resembling a terrifying ape, vanished swiftly from its spot. The corpse demon made no sound, not even the wind it stirred up during its movements.
It saw it.
A man dressed in a black robe leaned against the ruins, and a strong fragrance emanated from him.
Retreating into the darkness, circling around, silently arriving behind the ruins, sharp claws piercing through the broken wall. They should have felt the warmth of flesh and blood, but it was as if they were grasping at thin air.
The corpse demon paused for a moment.
Suddenly!
A burst of cold yet scorching flames erupted, and under the profound power of the Flame Formation Technique, two ice pythons formed from icy flames bound the corpse demon tightly from below.
It exhibits both low and high temperature characteristics simultaneously, as if it wants to burn and freeze!
The man leaning against the ruins gradually disappeared.
Phantom Step: Real Illusion
As a first-tier superior movement technique, its function should have ended at the Qi Refining stage, but Wang Yu, at the Perfected stage, merged ten illusory bodies into one.
Combined with his concoction of human-scented powder, it perfectly deceived the corpse demon's senses.
Just as the corpse demon was struggling violently.
The beautiful flute music was melodious and soothing, making it relax completely and completely ignore the excruciating pain caused by the scorching flames.
Mind-Controlling Demonic Sound - The Ultimate Realm.
He continued this manipulation until his entire body was charred black, all his black fur was burned away, and his carcass emitted a meaty aroma, at which point he suddenly came to his senses.
"Aww—"
The demonic nature of the corpse demon finally erupted, and its size suddenly increased to five meters, resembling a muscular and ferocious gorilla. It angrily tore apart the ice python that was wrapped around its body.
Each heavy stomp of his foot created a crater in the ground, yet he still couldn't spot the enemy.
In a moment of impotent rage.
"Gagaga—"
An ominous cawing sounded, and a flock of red-eyed crows, no more than three feet long, swooped in, constantly passing through their powerful bodies and carrying away large amounts of soul threads.
The pain of being devoured is like the most severe form of torture.
The corpse demon collapsed to its knees, its control over its body rapidly declining. Its limbs were weak, and it was completely unable to lift its head.
Finally, approaching footsteps echoed in the darkness.
Wang Yu twirled the black jade flute in his right hand, scrutinizing the ferocious creature before him, muttering to himself.
"It has very low resistance to soul-path secret techniques and illusions, but becomes almost completely immune after its demonic nature is activated. Combined with this strong body that possesses immortality... what a terrifying monster!"
The corpse demon's immortality is not due to its regenerative abilities, but rather that no injury will affect its combat power. It has no fatal weaknesses in the conventional sense, making it seem like a corpse that has already died.
If its arm were severed, the remaining arm would still possess the instinct to attack living beings and could unleash its full power. Wang Yu believed that this was due to the lingering demonic soul within.
Therefore.
His probing attacks were all aimed at the ghoul's soul.
When the two were only a step apart, the corpse demon's lowered head suddenly flashed with a cunning light, and its long, wedge-like claws stabbed towards Wang Yu's chest.
moment.
Wang Yu's eyes lit up with crescent moon patterns.
—The Illusion of the Moon!
The Corpse Demon's immunity to demonic souls was not yet complete, and after being attacked by the Soul-Eating Raven, its demonic soul was severely damaged, resulting in a significant decrease in its immunity.
The soul is the master of the body. An overly weak soul cannot control a powerful body, which is why it feels weak in its limbs. It is not that its physical strength is exhausted, but that it has lost its spiritual power.
Looking at the frozen corpse demon in front of him, a fiery glint flashed in Wang Yu's eyes.
And point it out.
Soul-Shattering Finger!
Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, the demonic soul of the corpse demon shattered, wisps of black smoke rising from its head, and it became completely still.
It is a top-quality material, just like the Taiyin Sha Shi.
Because of its immortal demonic nature, the mandrill's corpse can be used to create extremely rare demonic corpses!
This is an alternative type of zombie, not belonging to the orthodox system of Sha Shi or Jia Shi. It is also an anomaly among alien zombies. If properly nurtured, Wang Yu will have a second trump card-level refined zombie.
The demonic corpse is very powerful, but it also has significant side effects.
This thing could give birth to a new demonic soul at any time and have its own self, so the risk of backlash is also very high. After Wang Yu put it into the Taiyin Nourishing Coffin,
Continue to ponder it in your heart.
"During the last wave of exploration, the protectors of the Underworld Mountain Sect may have come for the Corpse Demon. After all, before the information was made public, few people knew that there was a Corpse Demon here."
Corpse Path inheritance is a major category in the Crimson Kite Demon Realm. Almost every sect has its own unique inheritance, and even the Joyful Union Sect is no exception. They possess a powerful inheritance called Yin-Yang Demon Corpse.
It can be considered an advanced variety within the category of demonic corpses, having reached the pinnacle of power in this realm.
Before we knew it.
His profound knowledge of the Corpse Path is enough to make other cultivators of the same realm who specialize in this path envious.
Returning to the territory previously occupied by the corpse demon, Wang Yu carefully picked up the bloody shackles from a distance, immediately sealed them with ice crystals, and tossed them into his storage bag.
He then wanted to capture another corpse demon. These things are rare outside and usually only exist in places like underground palaces, burial areas, and ruins. The dead gain spirits and then transform into demons.
He can refine several special varieties. Even if he doesn't refine them himself, he can sell them for a large sum of spirit stones. Since we're already here, how can we miss this opportunity?
"Um?"
Just as Wang Yu was about to use the Mountain Searching and Demon Finding Technique to search, the storage bag where the Bloodstained Shackles had been placed suddenly emitted a red light.
This storage bag was specifically used by him to store dirty things.
I was just about to throw it away.
The storage bag tore open, and shackles and fetters floated out, automatically combining and fitting together, restoring the remaining trace of spatial power on it to its original state.
As the light enveloped him, Wang Yu suddenly realized how Ding Ming had appeared in the pillar of inheritance; it turned out to be a "ticket."
Before he could feel frustrated, he instinctively raised his True Qi shield, and his figure disappeared into the ruins on the outskirts.
…………
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Jingzhao Town Evil Prison.
Even though it was his first time there, Wang Yu could tell the moment he opened his eyes that the surroundings were completely in ruins, with broken bricks scattered all over the ground and decaying torture instruments strewn about.
The variety of styles and the unique designs made Wang Yu feel that he had learned a lot.
The air here is thick with a pungent stench of decay and fish.
There is also the musty smell brought on by the passage of time in enclosed environments, like the smell of an old person on their deathbed. It is not unpleasant, but it is definitely not pleasant either.
It's something that makes people feel disgusted without even realizing it.
What truly chilled Wang Yu to the bone was the shackles that had somehow appeared around his neck, his limbs and neck bound by handcuffs carefully chosen by the Guan family head.
His true essence was dormant, and his divine sense was sealed in his Niwan Palace by a barrier of killing intent. Once touched, he would see a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, as if all those tens of thousands of corpses were his own tragic deaths.
"but--"
The feeling of being confused did not appear. On the contrary, due to the dormancy of other forces, Wang Yu's physical strength became exceptionally active, whenever he wanted.
With a single swing of his arm, he possessed the strength of a million pounds, and could completely break free from these shackles.
Wang Yu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"The judgment is correct. This is the ticket to the Demon-Suppressing Prison. Only a single contact will lead to something bad."
A prison built in Kyoto could not possibly be limited to what is right in front of him; Wang Yu felt as if he were in the hall just inside the main gate.
The real prison, I reckon, is still a long way off.
After looking around and making a judgment, Wang Yu walked towards the area with severe collapse. If there were cavities underground, it should have caused obvious terrain subsidence.
This is easy to judge, and Wang has always had an excellent adventurous spirit, and he is even more curious about this only immortal dynasty in ancient times.
He kicks away boulders blocking his path; if they're too big, he'll smash them to pieces. He makes quite a commotion, but this area seems like an absolute safe zone.
He found no signs of monster activity, nor any corpses, only stones and dust.
It took most of the day to clear a path, and Wang Yu finally descended to the deeper levels of the Evil Suppression Prison.
As the icy flames transformed into tiny ice pythons.
The cold light also illuminated a lot of the place. Although the Taiyin Youtong had the ability to see in the dark, it could not see very far, as it was only a side effect.
To achieve night vision comparable to daytime, you still need to practice!
Wang Yu found himself on a circular three-tiered platform, very low, only about a foot off the ground.
There were four dark passages around, each black stone engraved with restrictive patterns, but they were all severely dimmed, and some key nodes had even been erased.
"Was it done by someone, by Kim Myo-sun and Ding Ming?"
"It should be."
Asking himself the question, Wang Yu followed the clues to explore, which would make him feel safer and more at ease, and he could also pick up any leftovers along the way.
He walked along the eastern passage, which was only a few dozen steps long. Rows of prison cells lined the left and right sides, with human-shaped stains inside, indicating that the corpses had decomposed and completely merged with the ground during the sinking process.
Finally, Wang Yu arrived safely in a spacious hall.
There is a 21-meter-tall, faceless sword-wielding statue here. You don't even need to guess to know what the statue is.
"The sword cultivator of the Immortal Dynasty, the founder of the first generation of the Evil Suppression Prison."
(End of this chapter)
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