CHAPTER 257: CHAPTER 252 WHO IS THE TRUE DEMON CULTIVATOR? THE DESTRUCTION OF THE CORPSE DEMON SECT!_1

The Golden Core Cultivator reacted swiftly. The moment the yellow water droplets attacked, a thick Spirit Shield lit up, guarding his body.

He had underestimated the explosive power of the Six Xuan Yuan Heavy Water; the force of this strike was far beyond ordinary.

It pierced through his defenses like a hot knife through butter, causing the Golden Core Cultivator’s chest to cave in as he was sent flying.

Threads of poison infiltrated his body, invading his Divine Soul Sea.

The Yellow Spring Poison targets the Divine Soul with its peculiar toxicity. Common Detoxification Pills were ineffective against it, and it could kill Third-Order Shrimp Demons as well as annihilate Golden Core Cultivators.

His fate was sealed, with no chance of survival.

The three Flying Stiff obeyed the commands of their Insect External Incarnation, abandoned the chase, and quickly converged toward him.

Without the Flying Stiff pursuing their advantage, he thought he had escaped calamity. Only when his mind became disordered and hallucinations sprung forth did he realize something was wrong. It’s poison!

He opened seven or eight pill bottles and swallowed a large amount of Detoxification Pills.

The unknown poison was not neutralized, and the hallucinations grew worse.

In a daze, he saw cultivators who had died by his hand, like pre-death flashbacks playing before him.

"I’ll take you on the road with me!" The madness in his eyes seemed as if it would spill out. After only a few steps, he stumbled and fell to the ground, unable to rise again.

Yellow, poisoned blood overflowed from his five facial orifices; he was dead.

The Insect External Incarnation had full confidence in the Yellow Spring Poison. After multiple refinements, it was even stronger than the batch that had killed the Third-Order Shrimp Demon.

Where is the Corpse Demon Sect Master?

The three Flying Stiff returned to defend against the Corpse Demon Sect Master.

The Corpse Demon Sect Master, who had always been within its line of sight, had disappeared without a trace, having used some secret technique to vanish.

The Insect External Incarnation was completely unaware, not even knowing when the Sect Master had disappeared. Not good!

Ancient Talisman Wings appeared behind the Insect External Incarnation. Divine Wind gave it momentum, and it became a whirlwind, flying far away.

"Too late!" An immense pressure descended, making its movements slow and sluggish, as if it were mired in a bog.

Above its head, a Dark Jade Seal dozens of feet in size appeared out of thin air and smashed down toward it.

Against a sneak attack from a Late Golden Core Stage cultivator, the Insect External Incarnation had no chance of survival.

I was too complacent! Fighting above one’s cultivation realm was never easy; a slight misstep could spell doom... I have no choice but to use the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle...

Jia Ren had many defensive methods, but only the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle could withstand a blow from a Late Golden Core Stage cultivator.

The Mountain and River Pearl vibrated, and the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle materialized, its vast shell blocking the attack.

Using me as a shield again?! You scoundrel! The Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle knew its master too well; being summoned never boded well for it!

It retracted its limbs and head into its shell just as the huge black seal struck the very center of its carapace.

BOOM!

Both the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle and the Insect External Incarnation were smashed a hundred feet into the ground. The light on the turtle shell dimmed, and blood faintly seeped from the cracks in its carapace.

The Corpse Demon Sect Master, using a Magical Treasure in a sneak attack, aimed to kill with one blow. Such an attack would be too much for even a Middle Stage Golden Core cultivator to handle.

The Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle was a rare exception. Its lineage had always been known for defense, possessing Divine Skills to redirect force. After its bloodline awakened further, its Innate Divine Ability grew even stronger.

Offsetting fifty percent of the damage was no problem, and it could also rebound the redirected force to the attacker.

Unfortunately, the attack came too swiftly. The Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle was caught unprepared, its Innate Divine Ability not activated in time.

"A Third-Rank Mid-Stage Turtle Demon?!"

"How can this be? How can someone at the Foundation Establishment Stage possibly control a Third-Order Monster Beast?!"

With control over both insects and beasts, he must be a remnant from Spirit Beast Mountain. There’s no doubt about it. A Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator controlling over 4,000 Corpse Refiners, five Third-Rank Flying Stiff, plus a Third-Rank Mid-Stage Profound Turtle Demon... it wasn’t entirely unimaginable, considering everything else. Too many unusual things centered around this person.

"A Third-Rank Turtle Demon’s shell is fine material for defensive Magical Treasures! Die!"

The Dark Jade Seal, dozens of feet wide, flew up and smashed down once more.

The Corpse Demon Sect Master intended to kill both the Insect External Incarnation and the Third-Order Mysterious Turtle. He hoped to obtain the Third-Order Mysterious Turtle’s shell as a bonus.

The Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle’s carapace glowed with a faint light, giving an impression of indestructibility.

When the massive Jade Seal smashed down, Kongyang Island shook as though it would sink into the sea.

The turtle carapace shone, bright as new, as immovable and secure as a mountain.

Under the effect of its counter-attack Divine Skill, the luster of the Dark Jade Seal Magical Treasure diminished by a third.

How is this possible? My Magical Treasure attack can’t penetrate its defense? This result was incomprehensible to the Corpse Demon Sect Master.

With such a defense-oriented Turtle Demon protecting him, the difficulty of killing this person shot up exponentially.

"Save me!" a cry for help came from afar. The other Golden Core Elder, unable to rescue his fellow sect members, was surrounded and fiercely attacked by the five Flying Stiff.

After the Corpse Demon Sect Master’s sneak attack, and now with the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle’s protection, the Insect External Incarnation changed its initial battle strategy.

The Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle can hold on, while the five Flying Stiff kill the other Golden Core Cultivator. Then, joining forces with the five Flying Stiff, the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle, and the Fathead Fish Demon to handle the toughest nut to crack—the Sect Master—exterminating the Corpse Demon Sect will not be a problem.

"Not good, it’s poison!"

The Corpse Demon Sect Master had originally intended to join forces with his disciples to deal with the Corpse Refiners. Instead, the disciples who had just awakened once again succumbed to the poison, collapsed, and lost consciousness.

The air carried an almost imperceptible toxic mist, causing his expression to turn grim.

It was the first time the Corpse Demon Sect Master had encountered such an insidious foe. Controlling a large number of Corpse Refiners was one thing, but to continuously use poison as well...

With the appearance of the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle, his assassination plan had failed, and he couldn’t quickly resolve the threat of the controlled Corpse Refiners.

With the other Golden Core Elder now dead, he alone faced five Flying Stiff and one Third-Rank Mysterious Turtle, his chances of victory slim.

Disciples of the Corpse Demon Sect fell to the poison, slaughtered by a multitude of Corpse Refiners without any power to resist.

If this continued, the Corpse Demon Sect would be eradicated here.

The conquest of the Qunxing Archipelago should have been an easy task—when did it turn into a battle for the sect’s survival? Escape!

The Corpse Demon Sect Master brandished his Demon Bell, struggling immensely against the five Flying Stiff. These Late Third-Rank Flying Stiff were difficult to control; the slightest carelessness, and he would follow in his companion’s footsteps. "Suppress!" he roared, spitting a mouthful of essence blood onto the bell, a Magical Treasure. Its vibrations momentarily subdued the five Flying Stiff. A large cloud of black fog surged as the Corpse Demon Sect Master transformed into mist, taking several hundred Corpse Demon Sect disciples with him as he fled into the distance.

"Just you wait!" he vowed. "If I don’t avenge this, I swear I’m not human!" The Corpse Demon Sect Master gathered the several hundred Foundation Establishment Stage disciples and turned into an Escape Light, fleeing far away.

Can I keep him here? the Insect External Incarnation wondered. Using the Bizarre Sound Talisman and the Parasitic Ghost Whip, there’s a high probability of capturing him. However... there are still many cultivators near the Qunxing Archipelago. To ensure the secret doesn’t leak, everyone would need to be utterly eradicated. But Jia Ren was not one to kill indiscriminately. If he were to massacre blindly, what difference would there be between him and a Demon Cultivator? Furthermore, the Cultivation World has countless secret techniques. Anything done leaves traces; I can’t guarantee the secret would be kept.

The Insect External Incarnation decisively controlled the five Flying Stiff to descend upon the Flying Boats.

Since it couldn’t eliminate everyone, the next best thing was to maximize benefits by plundering resources.

The Flying Boats were the Corpse Demon Sect’s mode of transport and also carried the sect’s wealth—not something to be missed.

Who knows, perhaps among those treasures lie the Demonic Sect’s secret techniques and the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus I seek.

I will spend my life washing away this humiliation! the Corpse Demon Sect Master thought. Unwilling to be delayed by the five Flying Stiff, he abandoned the three Flying Boats and disappeared into the sky as a black mist.

Is it over? the Insect External Incarnation wondered, crawling out from beneath the Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle. It looked pale, with a trace of blood at the corner of its mouth.

The Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle hadn’t been able to protect it perfectly. The Magical Treasure’s aftershocks had caused serious injuries; if the battle had continued, it would have been killed by the shockwaves.

For a Late Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator to fight a Late Golden Core Stage opponent is still too difficult. The enemy wanted to flee, and without using a Bizarre Talisman, I couldn’t stop him.

The Insect External Incarnation looked around. The three Flying Boats were all left behind, along with hundreds of unconscious Corpse Demon Sect disciples and tens of thousands of Corpse Refiners.

A great victory! You want to spend your life hunting me down? First, you have to survive!

「On the outskirts of Qingzhu Island.」

Jia Ren, who had been observing from the sidelines, finally decided to take action. His appearance shifted, astonishingly transforming into the Golden Core Cultivator known to the Bizarre Alliance for wielding the Sword Qi Thunder Sound. He then flew towards the area where the Corpse Demon Sect cultivators were escaping.

Do you think the battle has ended? After the Insect External Incarnation, there is still the original body!

Everyone’s attention remained focused on Kongyang Island; no one noticed the ghostly light chasing after the Corpse Demon Sect.

With the aid of a Divine Wind Talisman and his Extraordinary Saint Level Sword Control Technique, he chased after the fleeing Corpse Demon Sect cultivators at an astonishing speed.

Thank goodness they didn’t pursue us... the Corpse Demon Sect Master thought with relief. He and the Golden Core Elder who had escaped earlier regrouped. They looked back at the now distant and invisible island, deep-seated hatred in their eyes.

The battle for the island resulted in heavy losses. If not for our decisive action, we might have perished on the Qunxing Archipelago. This vendetta must be avenged.

"It’s said that one can be a thief for a thousand days, but one cannot guard against a thief for a thousand days!" the Elder spat.

"We still have spies we planted on the island; they can collect intelligence for us," the Corpse Demon Sect Master said coldly. "I don’t believe he can withstand a Late Golden Core Stage assassination attempt!"

Xu Yi’s displayed strength was indeed astonishing, but unfortunately, he had an all-too-obvious vulnerability.

His cultivation realm is too low! That Thousand-Year-Old Black Turtle can’t possibly guard him all the time. We just need to find an opportunity when he can’t react in time, and it’ll be a one-hit kill!

They still had a chance to reclaim their Flying Stiff and kill the great enemy of the Corpse Demon Sect.

"Sword Qi Thunder Sound?! A Golden Core Sword Cultivator?!"

Just then, they heard the rapidly approaching sound of Sword Qi Thunder Sound, and their expressions turned sour.

Does he have an accomplice?

"Eh, that’s not a Golden Core Cultivator, but a Late Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator!" the Elder exclaimed, having sensed the newcomer’s realm.

"Don’t be deceived!" the Corpse Demon Sect Master warned. "How could a Late Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator display Sword Qi Thunder Sound?!"

This newcomer means harm!

Both the Corpse Demon Sect Master and the Elder felt a suffocating anger burning within them, unable to be vented. They thought they had escaped to safety, only to have another pursuer, possibly a Golden Core Sword Cultivator, give chase.

If our Flying Stiff were still with us, we would have nothing to fear.

Having just endured a fierce battle, their Spiritual Power was diminished, and they were not keen to initiate another conflict.

Jia Ren’s voice reached them, "I haven’t properly played host yet. Why the rush to leave?"

As he neared, Jia Ren halted his sword light. A pair of black wings manifested behind him.

Played host? the Corpse Demon Sect Master thought grimly.

"Who are you? Are you Xu Yi’s accomplice?"

"Do you really think you have us cornered?" the Elder snarled.

Jia Ren didn’t respond. He scanned the surroundings, confirming there were no other cultivators nearby; he didn’t need to worry about trouble arising from his actions.

His Wings of Annihilation spread out, and 108 Feathers of Destruction, each carrying a Bizarre Sound Talisman Pill, rained down.

"Not good! Run!" the Corpse Demon Sect Master yelled, an unprecedented sense of danger rising in his heart. He immediately tried to use a secret technique to flee.

But in that instant, the Bizarre Sound Talisman Pills burst. Terrifying, bizarre sounds erupted like a tidal wave.

The light from their Evil Warding Artifacts flared brilliantly as they attempted to escape, but it quickly dimmed. They hung suspended in the sky for a moment, like wooden stakes, before plummeting into the ocean.

Within a hundred-mile radius, countless fish and Sea Demons floated lifelessly on the surface of the sea.