novelraw Chapter 265
Chapter 265
There is a saying: when one carries a deadly weapon, the heart-mind naturally gives rise to killing intent.
After Wang Yu’s divine sense broke through to the mid third rank, all divine sense secret arts advanced greatly. Most importantly, both the Thunder Corpse and the Lunar Yin Corpse had been reforged through ritual refinement.
The two could now fight simultaneously. Having learned advanced divine sense techniques from the Heavenly Soul Sect, Wang Yu had achieved mastery in splitting his focus. Combined with the strength of his true body, he could already completely crush an ordinary early Core Formation cultivator.
He had been itching for a fight, and now this group had conveniently delivered themselves to his doorstep.
Could he endure such humiliation?
“You… what are you trying to do?! This is Huangbai City!”
The man had not expected that merely requesting to see Wang Yu’s face beneath the mask would provoke such fierce resistance.
Besides, they had already given him so much. What harm would it be to give a little more? Couldn’t he see that so many of them had come, yet still gained nothing?
Wang Yu neither knew nor cared what they were thinking. Greed without restraint was simply detestable.
“Noisy.”The Foundation Establishment leader’s pupils contracted sharply. Before he could even see what had happened, his face was splattered red and white. The rich stench of blood flooded his nostrils.
His body trembled as he looked around.
The familiar outer disciples around him had been reduced to minced flesh, turning the restaurant into a hellish scene.
Heaven have mercy.
He was merely a small Foundation Establishment stage, manager…
“Se… senior…”
With a flip of his hand, Wang Yu took out the Ghost-Weeping Flute. Without the interference of the Soul-Devouring Evil Armor Technique, all the living souls here could be refined into Yin Crows to replenish the ghostly power within his spiritual treasure.
Previously, during his battle with Red Demon on Ghost Mountain, the thunderstrike of the Nether Tiger had destroyed all the Yin Crows he had cultivated over the years. This was a good opportunity to fill that void with the souls of the Yellow Springs Sect cultivators.
The trembling Foundation Establishment cultivator tried to beg for mercy, but before he could speak, darkness swallowed his sight. In his final moment, he saw only a black finger pressing between his brows.
It was the Soul-Extinguishing Finger.
Storing the fresh corpse into his Yin Fiend-Nurturing Coffin, Wang Yu spread his divine sense rapidly, enveloping the entire city.
As a border city during wartime, Huangbai City mainly functioned as a military outpost. All mortals had been relocated deeper inland, so there was little need to worry about collateral damage.
Within three breaths, using the Ten Thousand-Mile Manifestation Technique to search the city, he discovered only two Core Formation early-stage cultivators acting as temporary commanders. Logically, there should have been a Core Formation peak expert stationed here.
“Could it be that something unusual happened recently?”
Before he could ponder further.
Thump, thump, thump—
Footsteps echoed from the stairwell. A servant dressed as a waiter, a third-layer Qi Refining cultivator, rushed downstairs. Upon seeing the carnage on the first floor, his face turned pale.
“Guards! Someone from the Blood Reversal Sect has infiltrated the city!”
Wang Yu instinctively raised his hand to silence him, but then let it fall again.
“A rabble of fools.”
He raised the Ghost-Weeping Flute to his lips.
“Wooo… wooo~~~”
A wave of Heart-Controlling Demonic Sound spread quietly outward. The nearby cultivators who heard it froze in place before they could even understand what was happening.
The flute’s melody was eerily pleasant, as though it could place one in a state of bliss.
Carried by the wind, the sound spread across the entire city. The stronger Wang Yu’s divine sense, the greater the might of his soul sound secret art became.
When used without restraint below the third rank, its effect multiplied. More and more cultivators succumbed to the Heart-Controlling Demonic Sound, and within a city the size of Huangbai, few could resist.
……
In the City Lord’s Mansion of Huangbai City—
Two early Core Formation cultivators were in heated discussion.
“Elder Xiong, that is a Earth Spirit Fruit Tree! Do you not want a share?”
“Elder Li, one must perform the duties of one’s position. You and I are now temporary commanders of Huangbai City. Since Brother Meng and the others have gone, they will surely achieve some results. When they return, we can simply buy some from them.”
“Ai, you don’t understand. That’s an Earth Spirit Fruit! Such a rare treasure can be refined into Yellow Springs Elixir Pills. Just one can increase your spiritual power by a thousand threads. With it, breaking through to mid Core Formation would be within reach!”
“Yellow Springs Elixir Pills?”
Elder Xiong looked embarrassed. He had not been in the Yellow Springs Monastery long. Once a small genius of the Nether Mountain Sect, he had joined the Monastery solely for the inheritance of the Yellow Springs Great Hand Seal.
“In that case, it truly is worth going. Why not leave the city’s defense to the Foundation Establishment peak cultivators? The Moon-Chasing Prefecture has been at peace for a long time, so a sudden battle is unlikely…”
“Bad news! Bad news!!”
Before he could finish, a cry came from outside the hall.
An elderly Foundation Establishment cultivator at the peak stage stumbled in, blood streaming from both ears. He fell to his knees before the two Core Formation elders and spoke through divine sense.
“Honored elders, someone from the Blood Reversal Sect has attacked Huangbai City. It’s… it’s a massacre out there!”
“What?! How could this happen without any warning?!”
Elder Li yanked the man up, furious at the sudden chaos. He had just been planning to seize the Earth Spirit Fruit Tree, yet now this disaster had struck.
Seeing his partner’s anger rising, Elder Xiong quickly spoke.
“I’ll go assess the situation. You activate the city’s grand formation and come support me once it’s ready. The sooner we resolve this, the sooner we can still try our luck.”
“Very well!”
Grabbing the injured subordinate, Elder Xiong questioned him along the way. Upon realizing the man had gone completely deaf, he frowned.
“Why destroy your own hearing?”
“Demonic sound! There’s a terrifying demonic sound!”
Elder Xiong’s brows tightened.
“Compose yourself. How many enemies are there? What cultivation level?”
“Heh… hehehe…”
The crazed Foundation Establishment old man suddenly let out a strange laugh, causing Elder Xiong’s heart to turn cold. He hastily threw the man away and flew upward.
Immediately afterward, a horrifying scene appeared before his eyes.
The entire southern district—every cultivator lay on the ground, smiling eerily. Whether Qi Refining or Foundation Establishment, not a single one was spared. Only the central area showed faint traces of battle.
The rest of the area looked more like… mutual slaughter, with no sign of resistance at all.
At the edge of the southern district, a large number of cultivators from the northern district had gathered, yet they stood rigidly behind an invisible line, not daring to step a single pace beyond it.
“What on earth is going on? Where is the enemy?”
Those cultivators who had rushed from the northern district immediately began shouting upon seeing Elder Xiong.
“One person! The enemy is only one!”
“He used a secret Soul-Sound technique. The souls of those who died were all absorbed. At least over a thousand cultivators perished here.”
“That man wore a mask. His divine sense was absolutely at the Core Formation stage. That demonic sound controlling people was extremely domineering. Even damaging one’s own hearing could not avoid it.”
From their accounts, Elder Xiong finally gathered some useful information. As for the dead cultivators, he could not spare a thought for them. Capturing the enemy was what mattered now.
“Where is that fiend?!”
“We do not know, Elder. He was just now at the top of that tower.”
Hearing this, Elder Xiong’s pupils contracted. He realized it was a divide-and-conquer strategy—the delayed activation of the formation was the proof.
“Not good.”
With a low shout, he turned into a streak of light and sped toward the City Lord’s Mansion.
Yet less than a quarter of an hour after they had split up, when he returned to the mansion, he saw violent lightning bursting out from within, nearly razing the entire City Lord’s Mansion to the ground.
“—Roooar!!!”
A ferocious Thunder Corpse howled toward the sky, then lowered its head and bit off Elder Li’s entire head, lifting the corpse high to receive the nourishment of spiritual blood.
Beside it, the Lunar Yin Fiend Corpse, restrained by lightning, trembled in fear, wanting to approach but not daring to.
Gulp—
From a distance, Elder Xiong swallowed hard.
It had only been such a short time, yet Elder Li, whose experience and battle strength both surpassed his own—had already…
Wang Yu’s actions were, in truth, very simple.
Stealth technique combined with the perfect concealment of the Ghost-Face Mask, plus a decapitation strike—an ambush from both corpses at once.
The Lunar Yin Corpse used the Yin Corpse Descending Evil Curse, directly weakening the enemy by half, then followed up with a third-rank Soul Extinguishing Finger to restrain for several breaths.
Then the Thunder Corpse descended from the heavens, bringing with it violent lightning that leveled everything in its path.
After all.
All three—Wang Yu and the two corpses—possessed strength surpassing that of ordinary Core Formation cultivators. In such a situation, ambushing an outer-sect Core Formation cultivator…
Survival was out of the question;
there was not even time to react.
“You… where do you think you’re going?”
A strange voice sounded suddenly.
Elder Xiong, who had been sneaking away, froze completely.
“Ha… haha… Daoist friend, why must it come to this? You and I share no enmity. There is no need for a life-and-death struggle.”
“But your subordinate insisted I was a spy from the Blood Reversal Sect. Even after I offered several bottles of first-rank supreme-grade spirit pills, he was not satisfied, and still wanted to tear off my mask.”
“Tell me, should he not die for that?”
Hearing the cause, Elder Xiong wished he could grind that fool’s bones to dust. The atmosphere within this Yellow Springs Monastery was even worse than that of the Nether Mountain Sect.
From top to bottom, it was filled with greedy parasites desperate to squeeze out every last spirit stone. Truly unbearable.
“Compensation! I, Xiong, am willing to compensate. Name your price, Daoist friend. I guarantee it will be paid. Moreover, the Yellow Springs Monastery will not trouble you afterward.”
“Are you joking? You actually think such childish words can deceive me?”
Whoosh.
During those few delaying words, the Thunder Corpse, having drained every drop of Elder Li’s blood essence, still was not satisfied. It roared, releasing arcs of lightning as it charged forward again.
“Damn it! Yellow Springs Great Hand Seal!”
“Oh?”
Seeing a familiar divine ability, Wang Yu’s eyes brightened. Controlling the Lunar Yin Fiend Corpse once again, he cast the Yin Corpse Descending Evil Curse, and indeed, the Thunder Corpse’s lightning summoning divine art was blocked.
Wherever that turbid yellow giant hand passed, all lightning dissipated, reverting to raw spiritual qi.
Divine abilities empowered by core mana truly operated on another level.
Though not as refined as Wang Yu’s mastery, its power was still greater than when he himself cast it.
“You cultivated the Yellow Springs Azure Fall Sutra?”
“What business is that of yours?!”
Completely tearing away all pretense, Elder Xiong had no reason to answer further. His mind was filled only with thoughts of escape.
Seeing this, Wang Yu was indifferent.
“Not saying? Then I shall see for myself.”
Crackle—
The Thunder Corpse erupted again. Elder Xiong pressed his right hand downward, unleashing another Yellow Springs Great Hand Seal. He was just about to use his escape technique when countless pale ghostly hands burst from the ground, clutching him firmly.
In the distance, the Lunar Yin Fiend Corpse had driven both arms into the earth—it was using its Corpse Control technique to influence the battlefield from afar.
As the Thunder Corpse was blasted back, Wang Yu’s true body finally struck.
A dragon’s roar resounded. A streak of crimson light flashed across the air.
Elder Xiong’s eyes brightened, thinking his baiting plan had succeeded. He was about to summon his life-bound treasure for a fatal counterattack—
When his heart trembled violently.
The Asura of Slaughter stood silently before him, as if a great terror were drawing near.
Boom!
One punch.
Elder Xiong’s body folded in half. The pain jolted him awake, just in time to see Wang Yu gripping his severed head, as countless black paper boats surged into his forehead.