Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 277

Wang Yu did not turn around. Instead, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

With his mid third-rank divine sense, combined with the third-rank secret art of the Ancient Heavenly Soul Sect, the Ten Thousand Mile Track-Revealing Technique, it was impossible for him to miss the presence of the Qiao-surnamed old man. Wang Yu was extremely familiar with the intelligence and power distribution of Sanmao City. Since the man had not appeared openly, he must have hidden himself in the shadows, intending to strike from ambush.

Wang Yu’s divine sense had already locked onto his position.

No matter how fast that sword was, it was still within his range of reaction.

As he twisted his body to dodge, Wang Yu’s pupils shrank.

That flying sword carried a talisman that sharply stung his spiritual perception. In that instant he understood. He had not killed Luo Chen because he was wary of the Black Heaven Talisman Lord’s existence.

Yet the opponent had no intention of considering Zhuo Shouqing or the protection of the three young masters of the Blood Reversal lineage.

To this disciple of a Nascent Soul cultivator and vassal of the Zhuo Clan, Wang Yu was not an untouchable target.

A moment of frustration flashed. Wang Yu summoned the Demon Dragon Armor.

With a sideways kick, he gathered his full physical strength. Dragon Tail Sweep.A deafening roar erupted.

A nearly three-hundred-meter-long Netherfiend Demon Dragon burst out, smashing head-on into the side of the sword. The crushing divine force caused the trajectory of the Dark Holy Sword to distort.

However, the distance was too close. Wang Yu still failed to escape danger completely.

A flash of black light streaked past.

Terrifying darkness expanded at an alarming speed, forming a black sphere about fifty meters wide, annihilating everything within. Wang Yu’s right leg, mid-kick, vanished cleanly like a gust of wind.

So this was the trump card bestowed by the Black Heaven Talisman Lord.

What a frightening force of annihilation.

The pain from his thigh did not even make him frown. What he felt more was regret for the damage to the Demon Dragon Armor. As he activated the Corpse Demon Secret Technique, three Yin Blood Pills dissolved within him.

His missing right leg swelled with new flesh. In under three seconds, with a soft squelch, a complete limb regrew.

The sight was horrifying.

The old man Qiao widened his eyes in disbelief. It was not only that Wang Yu had evaded his lethal strike, but he actually possessed limb regeneration.

The Black Heaven Talisman spared neither friend nor foe. His Devouring Essence Dark Holy Sword had taken heavy damage. Seeing that Luo Chen still showed no sign of waking, he charged toward Wang Yu while shouting.

"Zhang Pingping, Zhou Tiedan, stop playing around!"

The two who had been idly toying with Qingyang immediately sensed danger. Zhou Tiedan released a black and a white iron sphere, his life-bound artifact, the Two-Form Iron Gall.

He hurled them at Qingyang. The whistling force and fierce divine power of the iron spheres struck with a thunderous boom, nearly smashing Qingyang into the ground.

Zhang Pingping transformed into a gray sword-light and shot toward Wang Yu.

Killing intent surged through Wang Yu’s heart-mind.

Sensing the demonic seeds within Zhang Pingping and Zhou Tiedan, the Lunar Yin Fiend Coffin expanded and opened. Two variant zombies leapt out.

The Thunder Corpse, wreathed in overwhelming lightning, collided violently with Zhang Pingping’s sword-light, crackling continuously. The Lunar Yin Fiend Corpse bowed toward the Qiao-surnamed old man.

Yin Corpse Descending Evil Curse!.

Under the frightening fifty percent weakening effect, the old man Qiao was enveloped by lunar fiend energy. Just as he caught his returning life-bound sword, his state deteriorated badly.

At this moment, Wang Yu and the old man were extremely close, less than a kilometer apart. Their gazes met.

Illusionary Moon.

The weakened illusion technique seized his mind. Even though he was at fifth-layer Core Formation, he couldn’t break out for the moment.

The next instant, Wang Yu transformed into a blazing meteor soaring upward. The Ice Chi Flame enveloped him. The Demonic Dragon Armor was pushed to its absolute limit. Divine marrow roared. His qi and blood surged and took shape.

Like a Netherfiend Demon Dragon from the depths of the Nine Hells, his body expanded again. At full power he exceeded a thousand meters in length, ramming fiercely into the Qiao-surnamed old man.

A thunderous boom erupted.

Brilliant light exploded high in the sky. A mushroom cloud rose. The scattered shockwaves blew apart large portions of the two armies battling below.

Bits of falling blue flame drifted down. Any Qi Refining cultivator who touched them died instantly, frozen into silent statues with no chance to plead.

"Damn it."

Zhou Tiedan, who had just arrived, was entangled by the Lunar Yin Fiend Corpse. He knew inwardly that the old man Qiao was likely doomed. The overwhelming strength Wang Yu displayed was, in his mind, more monstrous than the monsters of Barbaric Ghost Peak.

He checked Zhang Pingping with his divine sense and saw that someone who had once been his equal in combat had been turned into charred cinders by the variant Thunder Corpse in barely a dozen exchanges.

The violent lightning was extremely effective against the opponent’s Evil Heart Sword Scripture. The ambush they had been fully confident in was instantly overturned by Wang Yu’s power.

The Two-Form Iron Gall revolved around him ceaselessly. Gritting his teeth, he hurled them at the Lunar Yin Fiend Corpse, then charged toward Luo Chen. He crushed a Clear-Mind Jade Pendant in his hand, stacking its effect with the Clear-Mind Talisman.

"Little Talisman Lord, wake up now!"

His clan’s fate was tied to Luo Chen. He could not abandon that responsibility to flee. He could only fight for a desperate chance. If he could restore Luo Chen’s consciousness, there was still hope of a comeback.

Meanwhile, Wang Yu had just collected the old man Qiao’s storage ring. He had struck too hard earlier, leaving no bones behind. Even the Golden core was smashed to powder.

He would not allow Zhou Tiedan to awaken Luo Chen. Spreading his Frost Moon Wings, he controlled the Thunder Corpse to unleash the Thunder-Calling Lightning-Summoning Divine Ability.

A thundercloud formed instantly. In a single breath, it turned into a roaring thunder serpent that struck Zhou Tiedan. Wang Yu himself silently recited the Demonic Embryo Mysterious Origin Curse.

Landing beside the charred Zhang Pingping, he activated the demonic seed within him. Under the flood of Heavenly Demon evil thoughts, he fell instantly.

"Demonic Embryo Mysterious Origin Curse, devour."

The charred and half-dead Zhang Pingping had his flesh and blood rapidly wither, and Wang Yu felt his earth and metal spiritual roots strengthen.

And the gain was a full ten tenths.

This proved that his Demonic Embryo Mysterious Origin Curse indeed had some unexpected and currently incomprehensible problem. Even a target without bloodline connection could produce such a fierce effect.

This secret art was simply too heaven defying.

All of his essence was used to nourish the demonic embryo. Aside from the improvement in his spiritual roots, he also received a small portion of that essence in return, roughly one or two tenths.

This discovery was unexpectedly similar to what the secret curse described.

"Could it be that when the curse mentions devouring someone with a different bloodline, the so-called feedback actually refers to life essence rather than spiritual root aptitude?"

He remembered that during the last devouring, it had replenished the lifespan he burned during the Qi Refining stage.

The feedback this time merely strengthened his life origin. His upper limit did not increase.

These thoughts flashed through his mind for only an instant. Dealing with all enemies remained the most important matter.

"Little Talisman Lord Luo Chen!"

"Whoosh."

Zhou Tiedan poured all his hope into a sobering slap. However, besides slapping Luo Chen into the air, the other party did not awaken as he expected.

Instead, a few drops of urine and saliva splashed out. He looked completely broken. When the thunder serpent struck, he had no choice but to use his life-bound magic treasure to block it.

However, the Thunder Corpse that had rapidly killed Zhang Pingping possessed near-dominant combat power among those of the same realm. The Lunar Yin Fiend Corpse was far inferior to it.

Zhou Tiedan, whose strength was only equal to his companion's, was drowned in thunder even after unleashing his life-bound divine ability. His screams were drowned out by the sizzling of lightning.

His body fell from the air, smoke rising from every part of him.

"So strong."

Wang Yu clicked his tongue in praise. The Thunder Corpse was indeed one of the top-tier variants. The thought that the demonic corpse might hold similar potential made him sigh inwardly.

Not regret, of course. After all, the Earth Spirit Fruit and Purple-Gold Peach helped him greatly. Otherwise, he would need at least twenty or thirty more years before reaching Core Formation. Time was what mattered most now.

Qingyang finally crawled out from underground. Seeing the battlefield, his mouth opened slightly, unsure what to say.

After catching Zhou Tiedan's body, Wang Yu infused it with Heavenly Demon malice and devoured him again. This person had water and metal high-grade spiritual roots.

At this point, Wang Yu's innately Wasted Spiritual Roots had almost all evolved into neatly arranged high-grade dual spiritual roots under the effect of the Demonic Embryo Mysterious Origin Curse.

"City Lord, how should we proceed?"

Wang Yu glanced toward the dazed Luo Chen in the distance. His killing intent surged, and his eyes burned with desire for the Heavenly Yin spiritual root. It was one of the roots most suitable for him.

But now that he possessed the Mysterious Origin Demonic Embryo, devouring any Heavenly Spiritual root attribute would increase his cultivation speed to a matching degree.

"I do not want to kill you. That does not mean I cannot kill you."

After making up his mind, Wang Yu said to Qingyang, "Go to the front lines and help Xu Ruzhou scatter the city guards of Sanmao City. Focus on killing. Do not take prisoners."

"Yes. Shall we also carry out the pillaging?"

Wang Yu looked at him oddly.

"Naturally it must be carried out. But the Sanmao City Lord's Mansion belongs to me. No one is permitted to touch it. The people of Sanmao City are the wealth of Jade Spirit. Do not kill them. Relocate them all to Jade Spirit."

"Qingyang understands. Anyone who disobeys will be executed without mercy."

"Go."

He turned his attention back to Luo Chen.

To be honest, Wang Yu had been testing many ideas in this battle. Especially the Lesser Asura Killing Fist at its great accomplishment. Its destructive power toward the heart-mind was far beyond his expectations.

The bodily discharge was only a joke. The shattering of the Dao Heart was the true reality.

Receiving that punch frontally, Luo Chen was almost beaten into idiocy. His life was preserved, but his future had completely vanished. The difficulty of recovery would be no less than forming a Nascent Soul.

"Such a terrifying divine ability."

And this was merely its destructive effect on the heart-mind. As a fused divine ability, its actual power was not much weaker than the Demon Dragon Fist.

Unless facing a life and death enemy, this divine ability must be used with caution.

Arriving at Luo Chen's side, Wang Yu began infusing Heavenly Demon malice without hesitation. As the curse was recited, faint rustling sounds grew louder.

They seemed to come from right beside him, filling him with an aura of unknown terror.

Wang Yu had long grown used to this state. He watched as Luo Chen was devoured by Heavenly Demon malice and became nourishment for the growth of the Mysterious Origin Demonic Embryo.

A crisp cracking sound.

"Comfortable."

Like the first sip of ice-cold cola in the burning heat of summer, Luo Chen's body dried up visibly. With his Dao Heart shattered and his mind severely damaged, he did not resist.

The erosion of demonic thoughts accelerated instead, completely consuming his flesh.

Wang Yu's water spiritual root fully transformed. The yin attribute surpassed the ice attribute and pushed through the nine-inch chasm.

The Heavenly Yin spiritual root was now in his grasp.