Chapter 127: Slaughter
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Boom!
Bang!
Qin Ming unleashed a devastating strike fueled by his blood-and-qi true aura, smashing it into a black shield etched with blood patterns and sending it flying!
The black shield, engraved with scarlet runes, instantly caved inward, leaving behind a clearly defined fist mark.
“How is this possible? My Blood Fiend Shield!” The black-robed cultivator’s face filled with disbelief. This shield was a mid-grade defensive spirit artifact, yet a single punch from his opponent had nearly wrecked it completely.
Though his heart ached at the damage, he did not hesitate. He raised a hand and made a summoning gesture.
A tall, blue-armored corpse-refining puppet with a greenish face and protruding fangs suddenly appeared between them. It radiated the aura of the early Foundation Establishment stage. With a furious roar, it lunged straight at Qin Ming!
Roar—
At the same time, the black-robed cultivator produced a small, ink-black bell-shaped spirit artifact. He infused it with magical power and shook it, sending out a strange ring of sound waves.
Qin Ming suddenly felt a heavy drowsiness wash over him. Then, in an instant, he was startled fully awake. His powerful soul force resisted the erosion of the invading spiritual energy.
The blue-armored corpse puppet, radiating terrifying strength, had already reached Qin Ming. A dense black aura surged around its body, clearly containing an extremely potent corpse poison.
Whoosh!
Its pitch-black claws thrust violently toward his chest, aiming straight for his heart!
Seeing this, Qin Ming circulated the cultivation technique of the Glazed Hundred-Treasure Scripture. The blood-and-qi true aura throughout his body erupted in an instant!
Countless scarlet rays of true aura shot outward.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
When the corpse puppet’s claws struck Qin Ming’s skin, it was as though they had raked across a defensive spirit artifact. They could not breach his physical defenses in the slightest.
Instead, the blood-and-qi true aura he released blasted the puppet more than thirty feet away. Yet the armor refining its body seemed to have been tempered to an astonishing degree. Even when Qin Ming’s innate true aura struck it, it merely sent sparks flying.
The blue-armored corpse puppet immediately let out another furious howl, spewed forth black corpse energy, and charged back once more!
Qin Ming also felt his blood and qi roil after being clawed by the corpse puppet.
The black-robed cultivator did not remain idle. He manipulated a chain-shaped magical artifact, sending it winding toward Qin Ming from several directions like venomous snakes.
It gave off a nauseating, repulsive aura, as though it possessed the ability to defile other magical artifacts.
Qin Ming narrowed his eyes, recalled the Azure Luan Sword, and once again formed the incantation for the Azure Nether Sword Art. Multiple sword rays and sword energies merged into one, and a colossal azure sword ray more than a hundred feet long suddenly appeared!
Clang!
The azure sword ray flashed and vanished.
With overwhelming force, it shattered the chains closing in from every direction.
It also cleaved the ferocious corpse puppet in half from the middle. Cut off from the black-robed cultivator’s control, the two halves fell from the sky.
The black-robed cultivator felt the terrifying might of that sword strike, and horror spread across his plump face.
Was that really a sword technique that an early Foundation Establishment cultivator could unleash?
At the same time, he watched the corpse puppet he had painstakingly refined for years be destroyed, and his composure instantly shattered.
A vicious expression appeared on his face. He spat out a mouthful of vital blood, then formed a strange hand seal.
The vital blood transformed into a rune and sank into his body.
In an instant, the aura around the black-robed cultivator surged several times over. Strange runes spread and writhed across his skin.
Clearly, he was preparing to unleash some extraordinarily powerful secret art.
Qin Ming’s heart tightened at the sight. Not daring to be careless, he activated the blood-and-qi true aura throughout his body, condensing it into a suit of glazed armor.
His figure blurred and flickered, vanishing from where he stood.
The black-robed cultivator swept out a hand while casting his spell. A colossal black-flame bird, as dark as ink, instantly locked onto Qin Ming’s position and swooped toward him, radiating astonishing heat.
It seemed capable of devouring everything!
“Brat! You are fortunate enough to witness my Asura Demonfire! Even dying after seeing it will be worth it!” the black-robed fatty snarled through clenched teeth. His hand seals shifted as he manipulated the black flames.
Qin Ming frowned and likewise raised a hand. An ice-blue firebird materialized before him, trailing a dazzling azure rainbow as it charged toward the black firebird.
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Boom!
The black and blue firebirds collided in midair!
A powerful shockwave erupted.
Yet the firebird formed from black flames was quickly devoured completely by the ice-blue firebird formed from the Spirit-Eroding Venom Flame.
After swallowing the black flames, the Spirit-Eroding Venom Flame continued rushing toward the black-robed cultivator.
“!!!”
The black-robed cultivator watched in horror as the secret technique he had regarded as his ultimate trump card was effortlessly broken by his opponent.
Fear seized his heart, and he immediately began contemplating retreat.
At that moment, the ice-blue firebird flew straight toward him.
His mind descended into panic. He hurriedly produced the ink-black shield whose spiritual potency had already been damaged and raised it to block the attack.
But the blue firebird instantly split into two, bypassing the shield and landing directly on the black-robed cultivator’s arm.
“Ah!”
The black-robed cultivator let out a terrible scream as an intense burning sensation swept over him. Even more terrifyingly, he clearly felt his magical power rapidly diminishing the moment the flames touched his body.
He was a ruthless and decisive man. Without hesitation, he hardened his heart and severed his own left arm.
But just as he was about to turn and flee, the hairs on his back stood on end. An ominous premonition surged from behind him, and he hurriedly circulated his magical power and turned to defend himself.
Qin Ming’s gaze was cold and severe. He concentrated the blood-and-qi true aura throughout his body into his fist and drove it forward at the black-robed cultivator!
Bang!
The punch struck the opponent solidly. The black-robed cultivator seemed to be wearing a defensive inner armor, yet his chest still caved inward around the heart.
He fell from the sky like a torn sack.
Qin Ming’s eyes and hands were swift. He flicked out a black spirit seed, which landed instantly upon the black-robed cultivator’s corpse.
Black vines erupted and wrapped around the body. In moments, it was drained into a dried corpse, after which the vines formed a blood pearl the size of an egg.
Qin Ming raised a hand and drew the blood pearl toward himself.
He then searched out and took the black-robed cultivator’s storage bag as well.
Once everything was done, he skillfully tossed a mass of Spirit-Eroding Venom Flame onto the corpse, obliterating all traces.
Just as he was about to leave, three figures sped toward him from afar and soon arrived before him.
Qin Ming took a closer look. They were Mu Yuanshan and Miao Renkè. Both were gravely wounded, staggering like spent arrows at the end of their flight.
Pursuing them relentlessly from behind was another black-robed cultivator wearing a monkey mask.
The black-robed cultivator fired a streak of dark light from his hand. A short, ink-green blade shaped like a ghostly head, exuding sinister ghost energy, shifted strangely through the air before instantly piercing Miao Renkè straight through the heart.
Miao Renkè’s body fell from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground with a bang. He was utterly dead.
Mu Yuanshan was covered in wounds from head to toe, his face ashen. Seeing his companion die so miserably, despair filled his eyes.
Then he spotted Qin Ming nearby. As though he had seen a lifeline, he shouted desperately, “Fellow Daoist Qin, save me!”
Mu Yuanshan forced out the last trace of his magical power and landed before Qin Ming.
Qin Ming frowned at the sight, but quickly asked, “How many demonic cultivators are pursuing you, Fellow Daoist Mu?”
“Where is Fellow Daoist Gu?”
“Only one demonic cultivator followed me. Three others went after—”
Mu Yuanshan was nearly drained of all strength, his voice as faint as a dying breath. But when he reached this point, he suddenly froze in terror.
Wait!
How did Qin Ming know that he had been together with Fellow Daoist Gu?
Before Mu Yuanshan could react—
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Qin Ming’s expressionless face remained unmoved as the Azure Luan Sword flew forth, heading straight for Mu Yuanshan’s head.
A streak of azure light flashed.
Mu Yuanshan felt his vision go black as his head flew cleanly from his body.
His face still wore an expression of astonishment before he sank into endless darkness.
The black-robed cultivator wearing the monkey mask was likewise stunned when he witnessed this scene.
Then he suddenly remembered something and cried out, “Where is my second brother? Wasn’t he pursuing you?”
“Heh heh. You will soon be reunited with him,” Qin Ming replied with a cold laugh.
He had already swept the man with his spiritual sense. The opponent was only at the early Foundation Establishment stage, and his cultivation and strength were far inferior to those of the fat black-robed cultivator.
As for Mu Yuanshan, Qin Ming had exposed the vile dealings between the two of them. Since he had already acted, he decided to finish the matter and send Mu Yuanshan on his way as well.
That would prevent further complications.
The black-robed cultivator was shocked by his words. He hurriedly formed a hand seal, turning the ghost-headed green blade around. Thick ghost energy filled the air as it shot straight toward Qin Ming.
Qin Ming activated his blood-and-qi true aura, and the glazed treasure armor once again covered his entire body. He raised an arm to block.
Clang!
The slash unleashed by the jade-green ghost blade was forcibly withstood by Qin Ming. He emerged completely unharmed.
The monkey-mask cultivator’s eyes nearly fell from their sockets. What kind of terrifying defense was this?
He was practically a human-shaped defensive spirit artifact!
Qin Ming’s gaze sharpened. With a single leap, he arrived before the black-robed cultivator in an instant. He swept out a hand, sending several scarlet ribbons of sword energy slashing toward him.
The black-robed cultivator already knew that he was no match for Qin Ming. He decisively dodged and tried to flee.
But how could Qin Ming let him escape? He formed a hand seal.
A green rune appeared in the sky, from which a vast mass of wooden spikes erupted, raining down like a violent storm and blocking the black-robed cultivator’s path.
Seeing this, Qin Ming flew after him, rapidly closing the distance. His gaze was razor-sharp as he once again unleashed the Azure Nether Sword Art. Several azure sword rays, each more than ten feet long, burst forth with dazzling brilliance and shot straight toward the opponent’s back.
Whoosh!
Seeing that the situation was dire, the black-robed cultivator produced a black banner and waved it fiercely at Qin Ming. A great swarm of ghosts rushed toward him, shrieking miserably!
Yet Qin Ming’s gaze remained fixed upon the black-robed cultivator, and his speed did not decrease in the slightest. When the ghosts drew near, Qin Ming released the Spirit-Eroding Venom Flame, transforming it into an ice-blue firebird.
The moment the ghosts approached the venomous flames, they began to melt away one after another.
The Azure Luan Sword flashed and vanished.
Before the black-robed cultivator could react, azure light flickered, and a head wearing a monkey mask flew high into the air, blood spraying from the severed neck.
Qin Ming did not linger. After casting the Thorn Technique upon the three corpses, he obtained three blood pearls containing astonishing soul essence and stored them away.
He swiftly searched the battlefield and collected the storage bags belonging to Mu Yuanshan, Miao Renkè, and the black-robed cultivator.
After using the Spirit-Eroding Venom Flame to erase all traces of the corpses, he immediately flew away.
Qin Ming fled at full speed toward his own Watching Moon Island, his heart pounding wildly.
Who would have thought that through a twist of fate, he would score another triple kill—and even pick up an extra head along the way?
Two of them had even been mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Not long after Qin Ming departed, three black-robed cultivators landed at the site of the battle.
“Second brother!”
“Fourth brother!”
Two of the black-robed cultivators were so furious that their eyes nearly split. They could clearly sense that two of their companions had already perished, but everything had happened too quickly. By the time they arrived, it was already too late.
Behind them, Lin Zixiao held Gu Huai’s hollow-eyed head in his hand, staring blankly ahead as both of his hands trembled uncontrollably.
Several ruthless demonic bandits who had once dominated the cultivation world of Wei Kingdom were left with nothing but fury and bewilderment. At this moment, they did not even know who had done it.
As for the true culprit, Qin Ming had long since vanished without a trace.
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