Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 305

At the entrance of the nameless underground palace.

A soft sound came.

Hidden in an invisible state, Wang Yu suddenly turned his head toward a certain direction. The crescent-mark in his eyes was exceptionally clear. He lowered his head, pondering for quite a long while.

“An internal conflict has broken out.”

He had no choice but to follow and see the situation first. In such an environment, his Taiyin Nether Eye performed even better than he had expected.

Zhuo Wenshi’s soul flame was as conspicuous as a full moon in the dark night.

Soon, the zombie returned to its coffin.

A streak of ghostly blue radiance vanished from the area.

On the other side.

Zhuo Wenshi crawled out from underground. Her entire body was somewhat cold and she let out a few raspy breaths. She frowned as she surveyed the surroundings and retrieved several shattered jade tokens.“They are all dead. How could Zhuo Shouqing have such capable people under him?”

While pondering, she suddenly recalled that fellow invested in by the Three Young Masters. A few years ago, that person had caused quite a commotion after returning to the Exalted Sect.

But even thinking about it, she felt it was impossible.

That person called Wang Yu had only been in Core Formation for a few years. At best he might have reached second layer Core Formation by now. His life-bound magic treasure and divine abilities were likely not even refined yet.

How could he possibly be a match for Zhuo clan cultivators?

“Could it be someone from the Yu clan or the Zuoqiu clan? So he wants to wipe all of us out here.”

He did not want the truth of borrowing external foreign forces to be exposed.

Zhuo Wenshi let out a cold smile.

After much consideration, in terms of logic and motive, only this possibility fit best. She took out a sheet of white letter paper, preparing to send a message using the Lingxi Secret Technique.

Suddenly her body jerked backward. A fiery crimson flame red ribbon shot out from her body, spiraling around her and wrapping her tightly.

At the same time, a streak of extreme light descended from the sky.

A blue ice-flame dragon burst forth, colliding with the red ribbon magic treasure and triggering a massive explosion that swept across several kilometers.

The earth froze and the gloomy mist scattered.

The one who launched the sneak attack was Wang Yu. Recently he had learned three superior third-rank techniques.

Ice Chain Spirit Binding Curse, Illusory Mist Ice Mirror, Ice Dragon Technique.

What he used just now was the entry-level Ice Dragon Technique. Combined with the Ice Chi Pill Flame, its power was already comparable to an ordinary divine ability.

Yet Zhuo Wenshi dissolved it with ease.

Magic treasures refined in the form of a ribbon were rare. Even among female cultivators, few chose this type. It was rather unorthodox.

But this adaptable, all-purpose style indeed suited any situation.

After the ice explosion.

Zhuo Wenshi stood wreathed in red ribbon, fierce crimson flames rising from it. With a twist of her hands, a pair of daggers the length of her palms fell into her grip. She licked her tongue at Wang Yu with a seductive air.

“You finally showed yourself, you skulking rat.”

“Hiding? True, I do like hiding.”

With the Earth-Ghost Mask concealing him, and only one enemy left, even if she was at seventh layer Core Formation, he felt no fear. The difference was not as large as one might imagine.

Neither side had the other’s intelligence. Tests and trump cards were crucial.

The next moment.

Her figure inside the red flowing ribbon flashed and vanished. She instantly appeared behind him, the double daggers twisting toward him like snakes.

“Shadow Escape Technique?”

Wang Yu’s eyes flickered. He noticed the flaming shadows overlapping with his own. This technique was extremely rare. He had only seen it used by the Shadow Guards of Wanglong City.

The response was simple. In close combat, few of his era were his match. As he dodged forward, his left foot spun and whipped back.

Demonic Dragon Tail Sweep.

The explosive boom of the air made Zhuo Wenshi’s expression change sharply. Her twin daggers shifted from twisting to guarding. Hissing snake cries echoed as her magic power activated the treasure, forming the image of a colossal coiling serpent like a mountain.

Yet under his mountain-hurling strength, it was fragile as tofu.

In an instant, the mountain-like serpent coil vanished. The red ribbon dragged Zhuo Wenshi’s slender waist and pulled her back into the shadows once more.

“The same trick will not work on me twice.”

A violent surge of Ice Chi Pill Flame erupted into a sea of fire, extreme cold fused with extreme heat, covering all shadows on the ground.

Zhuo Wenshi fled from it in a wretched state. A blazing sword isolated the Ice Chi Pill Flame outside her defenses. Her expression grew increasingly grave.

She realized Wang Yu not only had many techniques but each was overwhelmingly strong. He could dismantle her spells in a very short time and immediately counterattack with tremendous force.

Zhuo clan secret technique, Shadow Serpent Devour.

Her mind stirred. She flung the twin daggers into the air and they turned into two thousand-meter-long black serpents, lunging once more at Wang Yu.

Illuminated by the icy flame sea, Wang Yu sent out both fists.

Two Yin Nether Demonic Dragons formed from his qi and blood struck ahead. Although they were only several hundred meters long, they fully blocked the magic treasure’s power without any leakage.

Next, lightning flashed.

He activated the secret technique Wind Thunder Spirit Patterns. Terrifying thunder qi not only enhanced his speed but infused his attacks with vigorous thunder force.

Yellow Springs Great Hand Seal.

Lightning intertwined. A giant turbid yellow hand emerged from a whirlpool of dark clouds, shocking Zhuo Wenshi.

“You are from the Yellow Springs Monastery? Impossible.”

Her mind trembled and all previous guesses collapsed. As she retreated, she also raised a palm upward.

Superior divine ability "Ghostfang Palm".

The two palm strikes collided. Amid the exploding lightning, the thunder corpse Wang Yu had hidden leapt out, its entire body wrapped in even more violent thunder.

Corpse Dao divine ability Calling Thunder and Summoning Lightning.

A deafening boom sounded.

Even with the crimson flame red ribbon resisting the attack, it was ultimately not a treasure specialized in defense. The flames collapsed and a section of the red ribbon turned pitch black.

Zhuo Wenshi spat a mouthful of fresh blood and gripped the Blazing Flame Sword in her right hand.

She slashed fiercely toward the Thunder Corpse that was pursuing her.

The blazing sword aura seemed to tear heaven and earth apart, leaving rolling magma-filled cracks across the ground. The Thunder Corpse’s arm was nearly severed by the strike, although its zombie physique was tough enough to endure it.

She had forced one back.

But another figure woven with aurora and lightning, Wang Yu, immediately chased after her. Yellow Springs Great Hand Seal.

Against this technique, Zhuo Wenshi did not dare use her treasures to block.

She could only grit her teeth and unleash a divine ability to clash with it. Yet just as her heart-mind stirred to activate it, the Lunar Yin Fiend Corpse, emerged from the cold mist. Through an invisible connection, she could clearly see its face.

“Another variant zombie.”

Then, following that thought.

Yin Corpse Descending Evil Curse.

The curse locked on. Lunar Sha descended on her body. The crimson flame red ribbon was almost torn into shreds by the terrifying cold lunar force. Her divine ability was interrupted, and Zhuo Wenshi vomited another mouthful of old blood.

Meanwhile, the Yellow Springs Great Hand Seal was already inches away.

With no other choice, she could only use the Blazing Flame Sword’s treasure power to defend.

Then came an unbearable sensation.

The turbid currents of the Yellow Springs surged into her. The Blazing Flame Sword was directly knocked down to a mid grade treasure and its power plummeted.

“Severing Heaven Seven Arts, unravel.”

Heaven, earth, and human timing all reached their limits. With Wang Yu’s combat intuition, how could he not detect that the ideal moment for victory had arrived.

“Guanghan Twelve Phases.”

A frosted moon crossed the sky.

Zhuo Wenshi’s eyes widened, but her body no longer responded. A thin layer of ice spread across her.

Where it touched, not only flesh, bones, and blood were frozen, but even her mana. One of the Zhuo clan’s ultimate arts, the Severing Heaven Seven Arts, had not yet shown its power before falling completely silent.

Her life flickered like a candle in the wind.

The two corpses returned to their positions and the anomalies subsided.

Wang Yu descended with the Glazed Iceheart Pagoda above his head. This battle had forced him to use nearly everything, and his mana consumption was almost forty percent.

The fight was exhilarating and gave him a clearer measure of his current combat strength, which was acceptable.

Standing before the block of ice, a black paper boat emerged from the space between his brows.

Using the Soul Gouging Evil Boat Curse, he began soul searching.

The memories within his opponent’s mind appeared in his vision like fragmented silhouettes. The sound and images were slightly out of sync due to the strength of her divine sense.

The more he looked, the more damaged Zhuo Wenshi’s soul became from the impact of the black paper boat. Memories involving the Zhuo clan’s inheritance and secrets were automatically skipped.

But he still discovered a few issues.

“Lingxi Secret Technique.

After searching, Wang Yu found a sheet of white paper hidden in a compartment near Zhuo Wenshi’s chest. The right edge had an uneven tear mark, as if it had been ripped off casually.

On the paper was written: Be careful of Yellow Springs Monastery, there is cold...

Wang Yu fell silent.

Although this was one of his usual tricks, seeing it with his own eyes always made it hard for him to keep a straight face.

The so called Lingxi Secret Technique could only be used on Lingxi Paper.

Whatever she wrote on this half, regardless of distance or spatial barriers, would appear on the other half.

If this paper were not so expensive and limited in the amount of text it could transmit, it might have long replaced transmission jade slips.

Finding no information that could expose his identity, Wang Yu quietly sighed in relief.

Everyone was dead.

Zhuo Shouyun would not send a second team anytime soon. The best he had was a peak Core Formation expert.

Zhuo Wenshi’s team could definitely be considered elite.

Not comparable to Wang Yu, but still true elites compared to Zhuo Shouqing’s subordinates.

While thinking, Wang Yu enlarged the Glazed Iceheart Pagoda and locked Zhuo Wenshi at its base, preparing to test the effects of purification. This would also delay the news reaching Zhuo Shouyun.

The team’s life tablets were in her possession. As long as she did not die, even misleading information would be useless.

As long as she lived, everything remained possible.

Time would be needed to judge the situation.

Wang Yu planned to cultivate within the secret realm for a period of time, and also fully explore the True Burial Palace. The hall he encountered before was likely an outlier.

If he encountered another hall of similar structure, he simply would not enter.

The materials forged from corpse condensation here were excellent, all high grade third rank items, and the burial goods included valuable spiritual objects.

He could not bear to leave so easily.

Using the Fengshui Compass to locate the various burial palaces, he prepared to find a node where Yin Corpse dual qi converged, to first promote his two variant zombies.

This would reduce the number of zombies he could control simultaneously to one, but their combat power would rise rather than fall. The power of a variant corpse could already match an inner sect Core Formation cultivator.

It needed to be improved. Besides, his Divine Sense and Body Refinement would soon have breakthroughs as well.

By then, he might not even need to adjust his battle style.

Half a day later, after emptying Zhuo Wenshi’s Heaven-Earth Ring and threading it onto his ring cord, he had also found the location he wanted.

“This should be a naturally formed minor Yin Corpse Nurturing Formation. Barely sufficient.”