The Demon Slayer Martial Saint Begins with Insect Refining

Chapter 307 Boil the Frog in Warm Water

Golden Body Realm!
The terrifying feeling of suffocation made Su Yan realize instantly that this power did not belong to the Dharma Aspect Realm.

In the Blood Dragon Secret Realm, he once glimpsed the scene of Qin Jingtian's great battle against the Blood Dragon. The power was so great that it shook mountains and rivers and filled seas. This was the power of the Golden Body Realm.

A single palm strike could annihilate all the Dharma images within the Four Spirits Prison.

Finished!

A terrifying thought arose in everyone's mind: the demonic sects were actually going to such lengths for the Witch Kingdom, even sending their Golden Body Realm ancestor to take action.

The handprint covered the sky, and suddenly a golden light shot out from Wangtian Pass. The golden light was like the morning sun, and it instantly pierced through the giant hand. The domineering true meaning within it gathered and condensed into a huge golden lion head in mid-air.

"Roar"

A roar resounded throughout the entire battlefield, and the terrifying and oppressive pressure brought by the giant hand shattered instantly, its magnificent power filling the hearts of every righteous martial artist.

The golden lion roared, its eyes blazing like the sun.

A lean and upright figure walked step by step from behind Wangtian Pass, covering a hundred feet in a single step, and in the blink of an eye, he had arrived on the battlefield.

A golden lion with bull horns leaped into the battlefield. Its size suddenly increased from over five zhang to three hundred zhang. Its enormous golden body was like a mountain. With one claw, it grabbed Helian Wumu, Wuchiluo, and Yin Jiuyun, obliterating their bodies.

Golden Lion with Radiant Horns!

Upon seeing the domineering appearance of the Golden Lion with Radiant Horns, everyone instantly recognized who it was.

"Disciple pays respects to the Ancestor!"

The disciples of the Beast King Sect shouted in unison. Qiu Weifeng landed on the Golden Lion with its Radiant Horns and waved his hand, lifting all the disciples up under an invisible force.

"Get up," Qiu Weifeng said, raising his hand and pointing, as golden light shot towards the Four Spirits Prison.

The overwhelming golden light was enough to pierce through the entire Four Spirits Trapping Formation, but at this moment, a figure in green robes blocked the golden light, and a large, ink-black hand grabbed the golden light.

Behind him, a dark green bronze demon mask appeared, resembling a malevolent spirit, its bronze eyes burning with eerie flames, looking down at Qiu Weifeng.

"Qiu Weifeng, it's not appropriate to take him away so easily, is it?"

"Min Tu"

Qiu Weifeng stared coldly at the person who had appeared, and sneered, "Your elaborate schemes were all just to force me to take action, weren't they? Do you think I'm too old to fight you anymore?"

The golden lion's golden body seemed to be burning with golden flames, and Qiu Weifeng's terrifying aura instantly forced Min Tu opposite him to become solemn.

Min Tu was the patriarch of the Holy Weapon Path. The golden body he forged was the bronze ghost mask passed down in their lineage. It was extremely evil and could steal one's soul.

However, when faced with Qiu Weifeng's domineering golden lion, it was precisely this magnificent aura that restrained it.

In addition, Qiu Weifeng's own contracted beast, the Radiant Golden Lion, is also a fifth-tier beast king with terrifying strength.

Min Tu naturally became cautious, and a green curved blade appeared in his hand, surrounded by eerie and malevolent spirits.

"You, Qiu Weifeng, possess unparalleled iron fists. Years ago, you nearly shattered my bronze ghost mask with a single punch here. Today, you must repay me with your life."

Min Tuyin spoke in a cold tone, while his gaze fell deeper into Wangtian Pass.

"Fellow Daoist Feng Zichen and Fellow Daoist Qiao Ling, why haven't you shown up yet?"

The sound spread, and although it wasn't loud, any martial artist within a hundred miles could probably hear this chilling voice.

An elderly man in white robes, resembling a Taoist priest, appeared suddenly in mid-air on the battlefield, carrying a sword. His figure was like a wisp of green smoke. He had a long beard, white eyebrows, and eyes like sword blades.

"Min Tu, you've crossed the line."

Feng Zichen said coldly, his icy tone carrying a sharp edge, like an ice sword that has never melted.

The newcomer was none other than the patriarch of the Sword Sect, the Wise Sword Patriarch Feng Zichen.

On the left, a man dressed in blue armor, carrying a dragon-headed blue-gold spear, strode across a hundred feet and stood suspended in mid-air.

With a sweep of his spear, the tip pointed directly at Min Tu, his resolute face bearing a hint of cold anger: "Min Tu, bring out your men. Today we'll settle this once and for all."

The three righteous cultivators at the Golden Body Realm gathered together, each harboring resentment and prepared to fight to the death.

The demonic path uses the life and death of the sect's Dharma Aspects as leverage. Under the Four Spirits Trapping Formation, it is not an easy task for either the Demonic Path's Dharma Aspect True Persons or the Righteous Path's Dharma Aspect True Persons to escape.

Not to mention, there are also Golden Body Realm experts on the battlefield.

If someone were to risk serious injury to kill this Dharma Aspect martial artist, then even if the Golden Body Realm ancestor didn't die, that sect would be wiped out, and it would probably decline within a generation or two.

In the past, neither the demonic martial artists nor the righteous martial artists would have dared to go to such extremes, but now the three demonic sects have clearly sided with the Witch Kingdom.

With the Witch Kingdom as their backing, they are truly not afraid of a frenzied attack from the Golden Body Realm.

"as you wish."

Three figures appeared on the battlefield. Lu Changsheng, the golden-bodied ancestor of the Three Flames Divine Palace, was dressed in a black robe, covered in demonic patterns, and his eyes faintly carried a hint of scarlet.

Helian Ming, the Grand Shaman of the Hundred Caves Witch Clan, held a jet-black staff and stood on a dark, mysterious serpent, looking down at everyone in front of him.

The third person was burly, about ten feet tall, with arms as wide as stone doors. He wore heavy armor made of animal bones, carried a heavy black axe, and had a tattoo of a ferocious beast on his left side.

"Shi Luohu, the vanguard general of the Wu Kingdom, greets the three fellow Daoists."

With a strong voice, he stood in front of Min Tu, Helian Ming, and Lu Changsheng, his tiger eyes staring directly at Qiu Weifeng. The true meaning of the Corpse Demon Bear emerged behind him, and the dark true essence continuously eroded the light of the golden lion.

"The Kingdom of Witches..."

Qiu Weifeng's eyes darkened. The Witch Kingdom was in charge, and the three demonic factions were just pawns. Now, things were indeed not going well.

"I've done it once."

Without wasting words, Qiu Weifeng donned a pair of golden gauntlets, his figure soaring to a height of ten thousand meters. The golden lion descended directly from the sky, striking towards Shi Luohu and his companions.

Shi Luohu grinned, revealing a greedy sneer, and raised his hand to throw a punch, like a flying bear pouncing, directly crashing into the Golden Lion's True Meaning.

bang
The clash between black and gold caused the sky and earth to change color and the mountains and rivers to tremble. It was just a casual strike, but the shockwave it generated was like a hurricane sweeping across the entire battlefield.

Everyone was deeply shocked, feeling as insignificant as ants in the vast ocean.

Even Su Yan was filled with shock at this moment.

The power of the Golden Body Realm is so great that it can control the power of heaven and earth, making it a veritable king.

"Retreat to Wangtian Pass!"

Su Yan gave the order in a deep voice. Upon hearing the order, all the disciples quickly retreated. Tens of thousands of martial artists swiftly returned to Wangtian Pass. The Hundred Peaks Formation had now shrunk to its smallest size, enveloping the entire Wangtian Pass.

The righteous martial artists withdrew, avoiding the aftershocks of the battle ten thousand meters in the sky.

The same was true for the demonic martial artists; one after another, they left the arena where the Golden Body Realm martial artists fought.

In less than a quarter of an hour, only the Dharma Image True Man, who was bound by the Four Spirits Trapping Formation, was still fighting on the battlefield.

Then Feng Zichen, Qiao Ling and others flew into the clouds at an altitude of 10,000 meters, revealing their golden bodies hundreds of feet high, and fought each other.

A terrifying aura emanated from the clouds. Even without a direct view of the entire battle, the subtle anomalies alone were enough to send shivers down one's spine. Qiu Weifeng's fists were invincible; his gaunt body had transformed into a form of steel forged from gold, as he relentlessly rained blows upon Shi Luohu.

Shi Luohu was no less formidable; his physical body was as strong as a beast king, and despite his heavy bone armor, he did not fall behind in the slightest when he attacked Qiu Weifeng.

His flesh tore open, blood splattered, but in an instant, his golden body was completely healed.

Amidst the clouds, golden lions and demonic bears clashed, resembling divine beasts that shook the heavens.

The two fought fiercely, but the remaining three were not far behind.

As Feng Zichen and Min Tu fought, all the sword energy they wielded was blocked by the bronze ghost mask.

Min Tu's evil blade was sharp, summoning countless evil spirits that turned the sky several miles high into a gloomy and desolate scene, completely enveloping Feng Zichen.

Qiao Ling faced off against Lu Changsheng of the Three Flames Divine Palace, his spear piercing the air like a giant dragon soaring through the sky.

Lu Changsheng summoned the three beasts of greed, anger, and ignorance, their fierce shadows surrounding him. Their blood-and-ghost claws gripped the spear so tightly that it clanged and left bloody marks.

The two fought fiercely, each move aimed at killing the opponent instantly.

After only a few dozen exchanges, his body was already covered in wounds.

The last place was when Helian Ming surrounded and killed the Golden Lion with the Radiant Horn.

Although the Golden Lion with Radiant Horn is a fifth-tier beast king, it broke through to the fifth tier much later than Qiu Weifeng. It is currently only at the early stage of the fifth tier, making it weaker than Helian Ming.

This time, Helian Ming even found a Netherworld Serpent, whose body was like a ghost and whose venom was specifically designed to corrode flesh. A single drop of its venom could destroy the physical body of a fourth-tier Scaled Bronze Ape King.

Now, the Netherworld Serpent has been nurtured by the Witch Kingdom using secret methods, pushing its cultivation level to the early stage of the fifth rank, which is just right to restrain the domineering beast king, the Radiant Horned Golden Lion.

Under the combined attack of Helian Ming and Youxuan Serpent, even though Huangjiao Golden Lion had a full 3,798 Beast Subduing Marks and Qiu Weifeng could borrow strength from each other, it was completely suppressed.

As time went by, the battle situation became increasingly perilous.

The Golden Horned Lion had one of its golden horns severed by Helian Ming, and its golden fur had turned a large patch of black. There was also a dark, festering wound on its neck.

“Golden Lion with Radiant Horns, if you surrender, I may spare your life.”

"Don't even think about it."

The Golden Lion with Radiant Horns opened its blood-red maw and slammed it towards Helian Ming.

"Stubborn"

Helian Ming held his black bone staff in front of him, emitting a black light that blocked the powerful attack.

The Golden Lion with Radiant Horn still has potential. If it were willing to surrender, it could serve as a guardian beast of the mountain for at least two or three thousand years. Now, I can't blame it on her.

Hiss
The Nether Serpent pounced, its blood-red maw wide open, and taking advantage of Helian Ming's immobilization of the Radiant Horned Lion, it bit down on the lion's hind leg.

The seemingly indestructible golden lion's body was now as tender as tofu under the sharp edge of the venomous fangs. It was bitten through in one bite, and the venom was injected into its body with a sizzling sound, causing excruciating pain in an instant.

"Roar"

The Golden Lion with Radiant Horns sent the Dark Serpent flying with a single palm strike. At that moment, Helian Ming flew over and smashed his Black Bone Staff toward the Golden Lion with Radiant Horns' head.

The Golden Lion with Radiant Horns summoned countless golden lights, its mane resembling sharp swords, forcing the Black Bone Staff back.

Burning Demon Essence
The Golden Lion with Radiant Horns has begun to fight for its life, putting all its strength into a fierce battle.

"Huangjiao..."

Qiu Weifeng sensed the situation of the Golden Lion with Radiant Horns, and his true essence surged out, entering the Golden Lion's body through the connection between the two.

In an instant, the aura of the Golden Lion with Radiant Horns improved slightly.

"Senior, getting distracted can be fatal."

Seizing the opportunity, Shi Luohu unleashed a powerful punch from the Corpse Demon Bear's golden body.

Qiu Weifeng was unable to dodge in time and was punched directly in the chest.

click
Despite being protected by his golden body, Qiu Weifeng still suffered a broken sternum from a single blow, spitting out a mouthful of pale golden blood.

Shi Luohu pursued relentlessly, unleashing a powerful axe strike.

Qiu Weifeng, with his arm armor held horizontally, unleashed a powerful and heavy blow with his Golden Lion Fist, using his injured body to withstand Shi Luohu's attack.

"Unparalleled Fist Intent" Shi Luohu's eyes revealed a hint of admiration: "Senior Qiu, with your domineering fist intent, you may have a chance to advance further. Why risk your life here? Join my Witch Kingdom. Your Beast King Sect has the art of beast control, which is exactly the talent needed in the army. The Witch Kingdom is willing to help you reach the Martial Saint realm."

The realm of Martial Saint is not something that even a great nation can easily promise.

The so-called Martial Saint is already a pillar of the nation, second only to the immortals on earth.

To become a Martial Saint, one needs talent, good fortune, and abundant resources.

Shi Luohu's recruitment was not just empty talk; he genuinely wanted to recruit members of the Beast King Sect.

“In the battle of the Undying Mountain Secret Realm back then, the Witch Kingdom did quite a few things to do to my Beast King Sect disciples.”

Qiu Weifeng showed no sign of compromise, his tone icy.

In recent years, since the battle in the Undying Mountain Secret Realm, the Witch Kingdom has used many methods against the Beast King Sect to seize the Beast Contract Technique and the entire sect's foundation.

Even if a martial saint were standing in front of him, or even if he were a terrestrial immortal, Qiu Weifeng would never become a lackey of the Witch Kingdom.

In the path of a martial artist, there are things one should do and things one should not do.

Having failed to recruit him, Shi Luohu revealed his true intentions, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. He coldly said, "In that case, don't blame me. Your sect leader probably won't last much longer."

The Golden Body Realm cultivators are currently engaged in fierce combat and are gradually being suppressed. Shi Luohu, Min Tu, Helian Ming, and Lu Changsheng are suppressing the enemy while also being wary of Qiu Weifeng, Feng Zichen, and Qiao Ling's desperate attempt to fight to the death.

They used a slow, insidious attack, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, to gradually erode the three's chances of survival.

While the Golden Body Realm cultivators were engaged in fierce combat, the situation of Chu Qidao, Meng Yitang, Shuang Mingqian, and other Dharma Aspect Realm cultivators trapped in the Four Spirits Formation was truly perilous.

Seven righteous Dharma Aspect warriors perished, and only through their desperate struggle could they exchange four demonic Dharma Aspect warriors for their lives.

Bi Qingman and Gong Chenxing were seriously injured. Chu Qidao's contracted beast, the Tengyun Dragon Feather Eagle, had been killed by Jun Moliu. He himself also suffered a backlash, his face was slightly pale, and he could only parry Jun Moliu's attacks.

Meng Yitang was slightly injured, but his natal spirit weapon, the longsword, was gradually shattering. Shuang Mingqian was already injured by a sneak attack, and even with the help of Chu Qidao and Meng Yitang, he was still severely injured, with no less than a hundred wounds on his body.

Under such circumstances, every minute that time is delayed increases the danger for the righteous Dharma Aspect martial artists.

The Four Spirits Trapping Formation serves as both bait to hold back Qiu Weifeng and the other Golden Body Realm elders, and a trap to control their minds.

The situation was extremely precarious, and Shi Luohu's smile grew increasingly sinister.

Under this open conspiracy, the Beast King Sect is on the verge of collapse.

However, Qiu Weifeng's expression suddenly calmed down, and he suddenly said, "The time has come."

(End of this chapter)