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Chapter 335: Keep Some Mystery
Chapter 335: Keep Some Mystery
The Blood-Robe Cultivator's abilities largely relied on those blood insects, and Lu Chen spared no expense, bombarding him from all angles with over twenty third-grade treasures, reducing him to nothingness.
His mind went blank for a moment.
Just as the deep black sword light was about to reach him, a cyan-gray humanoid puppet flashed and blocked the attack in front of the Blood-Robe Cultivator.
"Wake up! Do you want to just wait for death?"
A cold voice echoed in the Blood-Robe Cultivator's sea of consciousness.
The cultivator instantly snapped back to his senses, and a pitch-black banner flew out, stirring up gusts of sinister wind. Countless vengeful souls poured out from within.
Seeing this, Lu Chen's thoughts stirred, and the deep black sword light transformed.
In an instant, it became countless deep black hawk-birds, soaring at incredible speeds in the raging wind, their wings flashing with lightning.
The vengeful souls that came into contact with them seemed to pop like bubbles, shattering with a bang.
Dozens, hundreds, and thousands of hawk sword auras attacked the Blood-Robe Cultivator from all sides.
The repeatedly enhanced fourth-grade Wind and Thunder Sword, combined with the fourth-grade Thousand Hawk Sword Technique, famous in the cultivation world for its sword techniques, worked together to chop the severely weakened Blood-Robe Cultivator into pieces.
A green light fled in a panic from his body, speeding away like lightning toward the short cultivator.
Lu Chen remained calm, and the Soul-Luring Lantern floated before him, the countless tendrils of dark red tassels hanging from its base swaying wildly.
The Blood-Robe Cultivator's remaining soul was drawn irresistibly toward the lantern, and it drifted back into the Soul-Luring Lantern of its own accord, becoming a clear face within the pale candle flame.
"Which evil sect are you from, that you would even devour souls, preventing them from entering the cycle of reincarnation?" The short cultivator asked gravely, staring at the eerie lantern floating in the air.
"I'm just giving them a taste of their own medicine," Lu Chen replied coldly, his Wind and Thunder Sword dancing in his hand as countless deep black sword lights howled toward the short cultivator. "When you devour the blood of cultivators and refine their corpses into puppets, have you ever thought that one day you might face the same fate?"
The short cultivator was well aware of how troublesome Lu Chen could be, and even though his cultivation was far superior, he was still extremely wary.
Even though Lu Chen had already used a fourth-grade sword talisman and numerous third-grade treasure pearls, the short cultivator dared not gamble that he had no more similar treasures.
The already short cultivator's body shrank rapidly, and then he transformed into countless black lines that shot into the orifices of the cyan-gray corpse puppets.
As if they had suddenly gained sentience, the dozens of corpse puppets began to unleash a barrage of movements, techniques, and spells at Lu Chen.
Lu Chen's figure flickered, and his sword light flashed, slicing a nearby cyan-gray corpse puppet into fragments.
He stepped lightly, turning into a floating light, dodging the attacks of three corpse puppets while slashing at the nearest one with his Wind and Thunder Sword Qi.
Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind blew past his back.
The cyan-gray corpse puppet that had been chopped into fragments leaped up from the ground, attacking Lu Chen with cuts, hammers, and smashes.
A crying infant's wail sounded, and a three-foot-tall straw doll appeared out of thin air behind Lu Chen.
The doll was woven from countless strands of fine straw, and its face bore a vague resemblance to Lu Chen.
The substitute evil infant, always hanging at his waist, had blocked the sudden attack of the corpse puppet fragments.
Lu Chen came back to his senses and felt lucky.
If not for the substitute evil infant, his physical body would have faced this bizarre attack directly, and he might have been seriously injured.
He hadn't expected that even after being blown to pieces, the corpse puppet could still launch such a fierce surprise attack.
"Corpse puppets are inherently fearless and relentless. Now, with the integration of the short cultivator, their attacks are endless. Even in fragments, they pose a deadly threat to me."
Lu Chen's thoughts turned as he coated his eyes with a thin layer of spiritual energy.
With his Pupil-Rending Art, he could vaguely perceive the black lines hidden within the corpse puppets, sensing their quantity, length, and corresponding changes.
Pretending not to have discovered the secret of the corpse puppets, he continued to engage with them.
"Now!"
A corpse puppet sneaked up beside Lu Chen, and under the influence of his Pupil Technique, the black lines within this particular puppet seemed stronger than the others, highly likely to be hiding a cultivator's spiritual soul.
Just as the corpse puppet was about to launch an attack, suddenly, a fissure appeared before it, and a grayish-white eye drilled out, staring at the puppet without any hint of emotion.
In an instant, the cultivator's spiritual soul, hidden within the corpse puppet, felt his consciousness sinking endlessly, pulled by countless illusions into a chaotic realm.
Knowing something was amiss, he merged his consciousness with his spiritual soul, but when he regained his senses, he found himself locked down by an overwhelming sword intent.
"Star-Falling Sword Talisman!"
A meteor streaked across the surface of the sword talisman in Lu Chen's hand, igniting a fierce and unstoppable sword intent that rushed towards the corpse puppet.
In the blink of an eye, the short cultivator's spiritual soul transferred to another nearby corpse puppet.
But the meteor-like sword qi seemed to have locked onto him completely. It abruptly changed direction, closely pursuing and pulverizing the corpse puppet, causing it to disintegrate and dissipate.
As the sword qi traveled, its speed increased, its might growing stronger, carving a beautiful arc as it slashed through all the corpse puppets, reducing them to nothingness.
The cultivator's spiritual soul, hidden within the puppets, dissipated along with them.
"With all the corpse puppets eliminated, I don't need to worry about finding you."
Lu Chen muttered softly.
Among the three sword talismans produced by the Sword-Nurturing Gourd, the Roaring Sea Sword Talisman was best for crowd attacks, its sword qi surging like tumultuous waves.
The Great Sun Sword Talisman could captivate and dominate hearts, its sword qi fierce and overbearing.
Meanwhile, the Star-Falling Sword Talisman was the strongest in single-target attacks, with the fastest speed, and a resolute determination to slay its target.
"It's a pity you won't get the chance to gamble on how many more sword talismans I have in my storage bag."
Lu Chen said to himself as he picked up the short cultivator's storage bag.
"Hmm, why is the cool aura from the Pure Jade Pool not diminishing but instead becoming stronger?"
Lu Chen's heart skipped a beat as he swept his spiritual sense over the area, only to discover that the black mist at the bottom of the jade pool had thickened to an extremely dense level.
It seemed almost substantial, constantly churning and emitting a chilling aura.
"A fifth-grade Longevity Peach... suppressed by four powerful treasures..."
Lu Chen's thoughts raced, and a golden jade book appeared out of thin air.
As he opened the jade book, a dignified cry reverberated throughout the secret realm.
A golden crow, its body ablaze with platinum and white flames, shot out like lightning! In an instant, the entire world turned into a blur of white, filled with boundless pure white flames.
The black mist in the jade pool melted like snow under the scorching sun.
"No matter what your background is, it's better to maintain some mystery."
Lu Chen closed the jade book, and the golden crow in the air let out a crisp cry before turning into a beam of white light and disappearing into the book.
Only the endless pure white flames continued to burn fiercely.
(End of Chapter)
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