Chapter 1094 - 554: Young Master Wan Tao
"Coo...Coo...Crack...Crack...Save...Save..."
Young Master Wan Tao lay embedded in the ground, trembling like a sieve. At this moment, his entire body’s muscles and bones were shattered by Pal Strength, his meridians and Qi Sea blasted to pieces, his internal organs turned to mush. His Essence Blood was uncontrollably spurting out, flowing like a stream at the feet of the Blood Man beside him, with no power left to stop it.
Now, he could only wait helplessly for death, despairingly staring at the Blood Shadow in front of him, hoping that the other would save his life out of respect for his master.
However, now that the strong enemy had been removed, the Blood Man was no longer concerned with him, not even turning his head, only muttering while gazing at the beheaded Zhan Chuan Elder,
"Daring to be so reckless and arrogant during the calamity of death, using the Dao Body to fight directly. You let others see through your foundation and still dared to be so distracted. If I were your master, I’d be infuriated. Alas, each generation worse than the last, Hutong Mountain is no good anymore. No one could check you all these years, and you’re all too arrogant..."
"Clatter, clatter."
At this moment, huge raindrops came pouring down, and torrential rain fell in the blink of an eye, as if the heavens were weeping.
The Blood Shadow slowly lifted its head, looking at the sky.
Indeed, with Zhan Chuan Elder’s Primordial Spirit executed, even though the Water Dragon Dharma Aspect’s Dao Power was strong, it stood no chance, and was finally struck down and obliterated by the power of the Inverted Immortal Great Array. The Dharma Aspect collapsed, the Water Qi dispersed, fracturing and breaking apart, eventually transforming into rolling rain clouds, pouring the Xuanming True Dew all over Yun Meng...
"Swish!"
Young Master Wan Tao was momentarily stunned, not caring about the rain and bloodstains on his face, he looked down at the Blood Sword that pierced through the rain curtain, stabbing directly into his Dan abdomen, precisely penetrating the large centipede embroidered on his brocade robe, in disbelief.
... No, even when he’s already leaking everywhere, blood spurting all over, in such a miserable state, they still want to finish him off with another stab??
And then, suddenly the centipede embroidered on the robe spasmed and contorted, the whole thing flipped over, spraying a large amount of liquid, staining the brocade robe dark green...
What’s going on? Is it an illusion? Why did it turn green? Did it spray bile?
Then a cold laugh could be heard amidst the rain,
"I knew it, it couldn’t be wrong.
You’re the Closed-door Disciple of Wan Du, just killing yourself to satisfy a calamity, your Primordial Spirit got injured, that’s why you were hiding on the Vestment robe for a while.
This fool, who didn’t even learn a fraction of Wan Du’s True Inheritance, is just your Substitute Death Puppet, a Possession Body.
It’s just that he got some Xiaoyao Secret Transmission elsewhere, his power grew too quickly, forcing you to temporarily lie low.
You are cautious enough, but unfortunately, playing Primordial Spirit Illusion Technique in front of me is just showing off, a path to death."
The centipede snarled silently, twisting for a moment, finally unable to withstand the Divine Sword Dao Power, and was executed by the Blood Sword. Within an instant, the entire centipede was dyed red, devoured by the God Extinguishing force.
Young Master Wan Tao sighed, weakly lowering his head.
Truly... can’t play this...
Then Chen Xuantian, with a flick of his hand, grabbed Young Master Wan Tao’s face, clawing, lifting, and tearing, pulled off his entire skin with the brocade robe, wrapping it over himself, transforming into ’Wan Tao’. In the pouring rain, he washed away the bloodstains. The nearby half body of flesh instantly disintegrated, rotting in the mud, no longer discernible as human form.
Relying on Blood God’s son’s great method, by devouring and seizing Wan Tao’s Body and Dao Body, Chen Xuantian started getting busy, calculating with his fingers, dissecting Zhan Chuan Elder’s Dao Body into seven parts, each placed with Young Master Wan Tao’s Seven-Colored Poison Bag, buried in seven Array Eye cores to absorb the poison smoke and plague Qi, suppressing the Disease Plague Formation. By the way, he could also make wasteful use of Zhan Chuan Elder, refining the Dao Body into Seven Evil Poison Corpses. He could achieve three purposes at once, blaming it on the line of Immortal Wan Du.
After such a busy period, settling three Arrays, taking down four Divinity Transformations, and completing a bunch of miscellaneous matters, ensuring nothing was missed, Chen Xuantian waited until the heavy rain paused. He also absorbed all the ground’s Essence Blood and the sky’s True Breath, slightly restoring one to two hundred years of power. He then pinched the formula, activated the Magic, flying the five-colored poison smoke towards the northeast corner’s Array of Life Evil.
That Inverted Immortal, having stubbornly borne seventy percent of the Old Xuan Sect’s output, was near exhaustion. At this moment, his previous half-monk, half-Taoist, maniacal Demon villain aura was gone.
Earlier, he was heavily injured by Zhan Chuan Elder’s one finger, and was forced to exert full effort to withstand the Divine Skills, leaving no room to suppress the internal cold poison. Currently, his left side was covered with frosty ice, hair disheveled, snow accumulating between his eyebrows, frozen, necrotic, black. The monk’s right side, meanwhile, was overexerted due to prolonged power output against the waves, causing meridian overload, the entire body was red and burning, as if scalded by boiling water, steaming hot Qi, skin torn and gaping.
Such half-cold half-hot, half-stiffened half-cooked appearance was no longer human-shaped, evidently possessed by a Demon, its Cultivation severely damaged, Dao Body’s sign of destruction, fear it wouldn’t last another moment before disintegrating, being pulverized into fragments, no wonder Zhan Chuan Elder was reluctant to withdraw the Divine Skills from there.
Fortunately, Zhan Chuan Elder overestimated himself, failed to hold on when facing numerous others, causing Inverted Immortal to escape by luck, surviving the catastrophe. However, now he lay paralyzed in the Blood Pool, unable to rise for the time being.
Now his True Qi was depleted, his internal injuries so severe, although Chen Xuantian was similarly on cooldown, he could easily strike him dead. However, Chen Xuantian wasn’t in a hurry to take action, only wrapped the poison smoke, pressed down the cloud head, shaking his fan, looking up at a pair of young boy and girl hanging on a tree.
"Heh, you two, shouldn’t you take this chance to escape quickly? Still thinking to learn from others to exterminate demons, don’t you know with such little capability, you’re seeking your path to death?"