Chapter 1314: Chapter 1339: Emperor Scenery Puppet Demon, Soul Devouring Insect! Chapter 1314: Chapter 1339: Emperor Scenery Puppet Demon, Soul Devouring Insect! An unusual aura?
Yang Zhen indeed sensed an unusual aura, and it was intensely strong.
It seemed this place was not any Emperor Tomb, but rather a land of utter demise.
Throughout the ages, countless legends have indicated that there are no absolute deadly places in the world; the so-called deadly places are merely hypothetical situations where, without the right methods and powerful strength, misconceptions could spread.
As long as one has the right responses and extraordinarily powerful strength, even the most dangerous places could provide a path to life.
Yet, Yang Zhen had a feeling that once that aura erupted, everyone here would die!
As if confirming Chen Xiaotian's words, everyone's faces turned ugly.
Yang Zhen's face showed a look of uncertainty as he stared at Shu Ya and asked, “Do you know something?”
Shu Ya, with a serious face, stared back at Yang Zhen and said, “Before that, I need to know how you triggered the Demon Pattern!”
Yang Zhen glared and retorted, “Say it or not, it doesn't matter, the life or death of the people here has nothing to do with me.”
“What about the entire Great Desolation, the Tri-Floral Sanctuary?” Shu Ya shouted angrily, his face filled with killing intent as he stared at Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen sneered and replied, “You old fool, don't try to use the Tri-Floral Sanctuary to pressure Sao Saint. What has Sao Saint ever been afraid of over the years?”
“Are you afraid of the Emperor Realm Experts?” Chen Xiaotian's face flickered with a gloomy expression.
“Afraid!”
Yang Zhen answered straightforwardly, leaving Chen Xiaotian baffled, then chuckling, he asked, “What about something even more terrifying than Emperor Realm Experts, the Emperor Realm Puppet Demon?”
Hearing that term, a trace of confusion crossed Yang Zhen's face as he said, “Actually, I'm not afraid because I've never heard of it. What is an Emperor Realm Puppet Demon?”
At that moment, Shu Ya suddenly took a deep breath and said, “According to legend, there is a Cultivation Method from the wilderness extremely cunning and malicious. Once mastered, one's body is no longer their own but composed of countless Puppet Demons. If you are not mistaken about this aura, it might well be an Emperor Realm Puppet Demon!”
Hearing this, everyone gasped, especially the demonic practitioners who, with drastically changing expressions, quickly moved backwards. Some even turned and ran without making a sound, fleeing so decisively that it left the crowd utterly bewildered.
Emperor Realm Puppet Demon was a term from the Demon Domain, something Taoist Practitioners hadn't even heard of.
Nevertheless, seeing the demonic practitioners fleeing, the Taoist practitioners also displayed uncertain expressions and turned their gazes towards Yang Zhen.
The Nine Dragons Saint's face was also very serious as he turned to look at the cheap cat and asked, “Strange, this Puppet Demon, I seem to have heard of it somewhere.”
The cheap cat chuckled and said, “There's nothing to fear, they're just a bunch of bugs.”
Hearing it was just a bunch of bugs, Yang Zhen instantly relaxed.
Damn, these two bastards blabber all day, not a word they say can be believed. A bunch of bugs, they make it sound like they can ascend to heaven and dive into earth, capable of destroying the whole Great Desolation; do they think all practitioners from Great Desolation are just simple farmers?
However, before the surrounding Taoist practitioners could relax, Shu Ya scoffed and said, “Yes, just a bunch of bugs, but if you understood that these bugs are more terrifying than the Sky Demon Blood in Demonic Body Dissolution, I wonder if you would still dismiss them.”
“What's there to fear about Demon Blood? I've killed so many demonic practitioners, and their blood has stained my clothes red, yet nothing has happened to me,” said a Taoist practitioner dismissively, laughing heartily. The crowd around him immediately joined in, buzzing with discussion.
“Yes, a bunch of bugs is nothing serious, a bit of Demon Blood–I don't mean to conceal it, I've really had Demon Blood splashed on my face before, and nothing happened at all.”
“These demonic practitioners, all they do is make empty threats and boast of themselves…”
Before the third Taoist practitioner could finish speaking, a cold snort sounded through the air, followed by a flash of blood light, and the three heads disappeared.
“Is this the kind of Demon Blood you've seen?” Chen Xiaotian said, expressionlessly, without moving an inch.
Around the three headless practitioners, all the Daoist practitioners shuddered in unison, looking at Chen Xiaotian in disbelief.
Chen Xiaotian remained motionless, yet he had effortlessly slain three Saint Realm experts. Had Saint Realm experts become so powerless in front of a master?
Everyone's heart skipped a beat, that feeling of facing death but being unable to resist almost made them collapse.
However, the next moment, everyone gasped in unison.
The three headless practitioners began to slowly dissolve, starting from the neck, gradually melting into a pool of blood, and eventually disappearing into the soil.
Seeing this, everyone took two steps back in shock, their faces filled with disbelief as they stared at Chen Xiaotian.
Nine Dragons Saint narrowed his eyes, his expression grimly saying, “Demonic Body Dissolution!”
Yang Zhen had not expected Chen Xiaotian to employ Demonic Body Dissolution to such an extent.
Sky Demon Blood, this was Sky Demon Blood, the kind that if even a trace was left behind, it could resurrect!
Seeing the Sky Demon Blood, Yang Zhen knew this matter had become troublesome.
Were those puppet worms even more terrifying than Sky Demon Blood?
Did that not mean, if one worm escaped, another Emperor Realm Puppet would be resurrected?
What in the world was this, to cultivate such a cultivation method?
Just then, a hysterical scream erupted, startling everyone.
“Worms… worms!”
The scream pierced the sky, and everyone looked in the direction the pale-faced practitioner was pointing, and instantly gasped.
At the mountain summit, somehow, a swarm of worms had burst forth, dense and disturbing to behold.
“Run!”
Chen Xiaotian roared angrily, rushing out first.
Seeing even the master had fled, those demonic practitioners dared not stay, almost everyone using the fastest speed of their lives to dash outward.
Nine Dragons Saint turned pale and exclaimed, “No good, lad, run, these are spirit-devouring worms, spirit-devouring worms!”
“What?” Cheap Cat's eyes widened, and with a curse, he turned and ran, “Run, how can there still be such cursed things as spirit-devouring worms now?”
Spirit-devouring worms?
Yet another unfamiliar creature.
But it must be the same kind of thing as the puppet worms mentioned by Chen Xiaotian.
Run first, think later!
Yang Zhen leaped up, taking Nine Dragons and Cheap Cat as well as Slutty Chicken with him, and quickly reached Chen Xiaotian's side.
Chen Xiaotian and Shu Ya stared blankly as Yang Zhen ran off, their faces expressing utter discomfort during their exchanged glances.
Damn it, Yang Zhen's speed was just too fast!
After the first scream, Slug Shore Mountain instantly turned into a living hell, shadows of spirit-devouring worms everywhere.
Wherever the spirit-devouring worms passed, there was immense carnage and rivers of blood flowed.
As Yang Zhen sprinted wildly, amidst countless Daoist and demonic practitioners, an enormous figure appeared in mid-air, roaring angrily: “It's you!”
The voice was hoarse and mournful, sounding as if it came from the deepest abyss, chilling everyone who heard it.
Chapter end
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