The Demon Slayer Martial Saint Begins with Insect Refining

Chapter 435 Divine Scroll
The fragmented painting contains a powerful majesty and an extremely profound power.

"This power..."

Su Yan frowned without realizing it. He had only ever felt such power in one item before, which was the Ascension Token that had been activated earlier.

"A terrestrial immortal... the fragment is actually an item belonging to a terrestrial immortal. Since it's here, doesn't it belong to Yama, the Heavenly Lord?"

He probed inside with his divine sense and immediately felt dizzy. In an instant, he entered an endless mountain of knives. Evil spirits were ferocious, and swords and blades were everywhere. The sharp swords and blades were sharp enough to tear apart the soul and destroy the spirit. The scroll was actually a scroll of hell.

Divine Weapon - Hell Scroll

Su Yan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled. This was a seventh-tier weapon, a powerful weapon that could suppress a country and ensure the continuation of a force. Even a terrestrial immortal could probably only forge one such weapon in a lifetime.

Because every divine weapon is essentially a manifestation of their Dao, an outward expression.

No single material can be used to construct a seventh-tier divine weapon, because it must be in harmony with the Dao.

Overjoyed, he took a deep breath before putting away the incomplete scroll of the Hell God.

"The number of hells in the Hell Scroll is still unknown, but if every guardian drops a fragment of the scroll, then Yama might really be choosing a successor."

Realizing this, Su Yan consciously directed his Divine Fiend Bees deeper into the Desert of Corpses.

The endless stream of evil bees acted as his eyes and ears, informing him of everything that happened amidst the bones and sand.

As soon as a skeletal monster is spotted, Su Yan will lead the Soul-Devouring Insects to kill it. His speed and ruthlessness are like those of a hunter lurking in the desert.

The skeletal monsters that appeared alone were clearly more powerful, with late-stage fourth-tier, peak fourth-tier, and even fifth-tier strength, while there were almost no third-tier monsters.

Yan Tianjun set up his inheritance secret realm in the Sea of ​​Fiend Souls, and his purpose was very clear: he did not include Danqiao Realm martial artists in the scope of his investigation at all.

"Damn it, I've already given you the skeletal monster, what more do you want?"

On the yellow sand, a gaunt old man was desperately dodging the attacks of the swarm of evil bees. His protective magical robes had become dull and lifeless due to the erosion of the evil energy, and the Dao weapon in his hand had long been broken by the gold-devouring moths with their gold-devouring power, rendering it useless.

Su Yan slowly caught up, a cold smile on his face: "When did the monster that I, the Ferocious Insect, discovered become your fault?"

The old man's face darkened, and he took a deep breath as if he had made a desperate decision. However, the next moment, with a soft "plop," the old man's protective armor was pierced by the spider's legs. The shadow's erosion, like black ink lines, spread across his body, completely extinguishing his life force.

Su Yan rolled up the old man's storage ring, probed it with his divine sense, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Looks like they've killed quite a few monsters."

The storage ring contained many rare and precious materials of different types, which did not seem to be intentionally collected, but rather obtained randomly by killing monsters.

The old man was so addicted to killing that he still attacked even after realizing that someone was hunting the monster.

In the end, he became Su Yan's treasure-delivering boy and met his demise there.

However, Su Yan also noticed that the entire Corpse Desert seemed to be tightening inwards, and he didn't know how many people would eventually enter the Corpse Desert, or how many skilled fighters would remain.

As he pondered, Su Yan's eyes narrowed, and the Thunderwing Holy Spirit Insect appeared beside him, merging with him. Wind and thunder transformed into wings, and in an instant, they were already a hundred miles away.

Where the monstrous bees lay lurking in the sand, spiritual energy surged, and the sky was filled with yellow sand and white bones. Several martial artists joined forces to fight the skeletal monsters.

Deep within the Sea of ​​Bones, a horse-faced figure wielding a soul-snatching chain, his skeletal body surrounded by black flames, sealed off the battlefield with his chain, forcing the seven opponents to fight him to a draw.

Su Yan's sudden appearance and the power of wind and thunder immediately attracted the attention of those on the battlefield, causing their expressions to change drastically.

"The Marquis of Champion has arrived just in time. Let us join forces to kill this monster and share the treasure."

Among the crowd, the patriarch of the Songhe Sect recognized Su Yan. It was unclear what he was thinking, but he immediately asked Su Yan for help.

The other six people in the room also belonged to different sects, and there were even wandering martial artists. When they heard the words of the Songhe Sect's patriarch, their expressions were all different.

However, Su Yan glanced at the expressions on everyone's faces and simply said, "The guardian of this place is mine now."

Huo Zhen, wielding the Poison Dragon Spear, blurted out, "Kid, do you really think you're something just because you call yourself Champion Marquis?"

Before he could finish speaking, the horse-faced ghost seized the opportunity and swung the soul-hooking chain at Huo Zhen, who was wielding the poison dragon spear.

Huo Zhen hurriedly held his Poison Dragon Spear in front of him, and with a loud crash, he was sent flying, knocking over several skeleton soldiers and nearly suffering serious injuries.

The horse-faced ghost was so powerful that the several Golden Body Realm warriors present dared not be easily distracted.

They were caught in a dilemma, worried about the attack from the horse-faced ghost messenger and also afraid that Su Yan would suddenly make a move.

The Giant Flame God Scorpion, its body ablaze with spiritual fire, appeared like a volcano between the crowd and the Horse-Faced Ghost Messenger. The scorching flames instantly burned large numbers of skeletal Yin soldiers to ashes, and even the yellow sand on the ground turned into crystal-like glass.

The seven members of the Songhe Sect, including the patriarch, Huo Zhen of the Poison Dragon Spear, Peng Yuqi of the Lieshan Sect, the Kunmu Patriarch, the Black Flame Elder, Jiang Wulie of the Little Divine Blade, and Ling Zixu of the Heavenly Inscription Sword, were directly forced back by the Fusion Flame, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at the Giant Flame God Scorpion.

Even though a fifth-tier beast king-level giant spirit beast is slightly weaker than a horse-faced ghost messenger in terms of pure strength and realm, given the giant spirit's terrifying physical talent, it's really hard to say who would have the upper hand in a fight.

At this moment, the soul-snatching chains of the horse-faced ghost messenger continued to wrap around the body of the giant fire god scorpion, the dark chains radiating a cold aura.

If these attacks were to land on a person, it would probably take only a few breaths for the foundation of a Golden Body Realm martial artist to be eroded and destroyed by this sinister power.

However, the Giant Flame God Scorpion is now swinging its pincers like an axe, constantly breaking these chains. The Fusion Flame is like the nemesis of these sinister forces, directly engulfing the black flames. For a time, even someone as powerful as the Horse-Faced Ghost Messenger could not quickly subdue the Giant Flame God Scorpion.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

They were already wary enough, but how could they bear to give up the opportunity represented by the guardian ghosts?
At this moment, they were wavering between the idea of ​​retreating or using the current situation to force Su Yan to share the spoils.

Su Yan naturally saw through their thoughts. The image of the Insect Lord God appeared behind him. He held the Ten Thousand Insect Prison Tower and the Ten Thousand Insect Star-Eating Sword in his left and right hands respectively. Then, he swung his sword with his left arm and directly unleashed a hundred-mile sword aura, tearing the land of the Corpse Desert apart.

The terrifying power caused the expressions of the group to change drastically. At the same time, two more figures appeared beside Su Yan: a giant blood-red centipede surrounded by blood energy, exuding a terrifying aura; and a black spider lurking in the shadows, its shadows dancing around them like thorns in their backs.

"Champion Hou is superior in skill, we concede defeat!"

Jiang Wulie, the Little Divine Blade, had a somber expression, but he was the first to speak. He twirled his divine blade, withdrew it from his body, and then transformed into a rainbow, disappearing directly into the distance.

With Jiang Wulie gone, the alliance is now dead in name only.

Su Yan is not only incredibly powerful in person, but his apparent strength alone already rivals that of three ferocious insects at the level of beast kings. Furthermore, his true strength is far more than just the eighth level of the Dharma Aspect Realm. They truly dare not risk their lives against him. To put it bluntly, Su Yan can disregard the Horse-Faced Ghost Messenger; with the Giant Flame God Scorpion present, he is certain to survive.

But they could risk everything and leave them here; they wouldn't dare gamble.

"go!"

The group left one after another. Poison Dragon Spear went alone, while Peng Yuqi from Songhemen and Lieshanmen went with others, which shows that their alliance was not very solid to begin with.

At this moment, the giant fire scorpion was locked in a fierce battle, and the horse-faced ghost messenger's attacks became increasingly unpredictable. The chains that were locking him down were actually cutting through the fusion fire like invisible blades.

"Such flames are truly rare; the giant spirit's body could indeed be used to suppress the prison."

The Horse-Faced Ghost Messenger clearly possessed its own consciousness. Faced with the constant barrage from the Giant Flame God Scorpion, it obviously recognized its potential, which is why it didn't hesitate to praise it.

Seeing the horse-faced ghost's attitude, Su Yan raised his eyes slightly: "The last one who said that was already killed by me."

"It's Minotaur, isn't it? I knew that guy wasn't as strong as me."

Horse-faced slowed his movements slightly, and the flames of his soul flickered incessantly in his empty eye sockets, as if trying to see through Su Yan.

Su Yan asked, "I'm curious, what exactly are you?"

"What are we? We don't even know what we are! Go ask King Yama, he has all the answers you need!"

The horse-faced ghost suddenly attacked even more fiercely, completely refusing to talk to Su Yan, and a chain rushed directly towards Su Yan.

Su Yan flicked his sword finger, and the Insect Lord God behind him wielded the Myriad Insect Star-Eating Sword. The sword light flew horizontally and collided with the Soul-Hooking Chains, knocking the chains back.

"Do it!"

Su Yan gave the order to attack, and at that moment, the hidden Nine Fiend Devouring God Worms also appeared on the battlefield, stirring up a sky full of dark red fiendish energy.

The Nine Fiends Devouring God Insect, the Blood Prison Heavenly Demon Centipede, the Void Shadow Spider, and the Giant Spirit Flame God Scorpion all joined forces. The Soul-Devouring Insect, like a ghost, darted through the Sea of ​​Bones, constantly devouring the surrounding Netherworld Power.

With such coordinated attacks, even the mighty Horse-Faced Ghost Messenger was no match for the overwhelming force of so many ferocious insects and quickly collapsed to the ground.

The Soul Devouring Insects completely devoured the immense power of the Nine Netherworlds within the Soul Devouring Insects. At this moment, the power of the Nine Netherworlds within the Soul Devouring Insects had also accumulated to a peak, and its growth value had reached its limit.

[Soul-Eating Insect: In Transformation]

This time, the Soul-Eating Insect did not require a molting substrate as it had in the past; instead, it directly began to molt.

The power of the Ferocious Insect Cauldron continuously flowed into its body, suppressing and promoting the transformation of its turbulent soul and the backlash caused by the eruption of the power of the Nine Netherworlds.

As the power continued to gather, a huge black and red cocoon finally appeared and settled on the yellow sand.

Su Yan frowned slightly. The spiritual energy in the Desert of Corpses was already isolated, so he was afraid that the spiritual energy required for such a breakthrough would not be enough.

He stored the cocoon in his insect realm space, where he still had a large amount of elemental stones, so using them as a source of sustenance should not be a problem.

Only then did Su Yan notice the items dropped after the horse-faced ghost was killed: a fifth-grade superior pill—the Spirit Transformation Golden Pill—and another special cultivation technique, "Soul-Hooking Prison Suppression Technique."

The Soul-Hooking Prison Suppression Technique is of the same rank as the Bull Demon Hell Scripture, both being sixth-rank high-grade techniques. It condenses soul-hooking chains to seal the soul, and its methods are even more bizarre and terrifying.

However, compared to the terrifying power of the cultivation technique, Su Yan was more concerned about the scroll containing it.

He summoned the Gold-Eating Emperor Insect and infused its power into the scroll.

The scroll changed the next moment, transforming into a special painting, just like before.

The black volcano burns with endless flames, constantly scorching the countless evil spirits that enter it.

First they were burned to ashes, then they were restored and burned again, in a continuous cycle.

Su Yan merely swept his divine sense over it, and he felt as if his own divine sense was being scorched by the strange flames.

Fortunately, the power of the Endless Heart Flame surged forth, instantly healing these injuries.

He held the scroll in his hand, thinking to himself, "As expected, it seems each guardian will have a fragment of the scroll and a Yellow Springs Token. If I were to take over all the guardians, perhaps..."

Su Yan, being the strongest, naturally thought of this method and directly commanded the Divine Fiend Bees to continue the search.

However, this time the entire Desert of Bones was swept by fierce winds, with chaotic tornadoes swirling everywhere.

Although the Divine Fiend Bee is powerful, it is clearly limited in such a harsh environment.

Moreover, it wasn't just the Corpse Desert that was experiencing sandstorms; the entire Corpse Desert was shrinking, and the power to devour true essence was becoming increasingly stronger.

Su Yan continued searching, but apart from some skeletal monsters and lone warriors, he could not find any guardians.

"Is it not allowed?"

For three days, the same thing happened. Although there were still gains, it was clear that someone had isolated the Desert of Corpses and divided it into pieces.

Su Yan wasn't annoyed, but he became more and more cautious. It was obvious that someone else in this hellish secret realm could control the process.

He took out the Spirit Transformation Golden Pill and the pills he had obtained in the past two days, swallowed them, and continuously refined their medicinal power. He crushed two fifth-order spirit stones in his hand, and a large amount of spiritual energy surged into his body, causing his internal cultivation technique to circulate continuously.

Based on the Ferocious Insect Technique, and drawing upon the Heavenly Gang Demon Suppression Scripture, the Bull Demon Hell Scripture, the Soul-Hooking Hell Suppression Technique, and the Three Months Spiritual Technique, one gradually integrates these techniques into one's own body, promoting the continuous growth of true essence within.

In a day and a night, the true essence naturally flowed, propelling Su Yan across the threshold and breaking through to the ninth level of the Dharma Aspect Realm.

On the same day, the Soul-Devouring Insect cocoon burst open, and a brand-new Soul-Devouring Insect emerged, its strength skyrocketing. It was now a fifth-tier beast king, and its name had changed to—Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Insect.

With both the human and the insect breaking through one after the other, the changes in the Corpse Desert finally came to an end. A huge spatial vortex appeared in mid-air, as if it were swallowing up the entire plane.

One by one, the surviving warriors were thrown out, leaving only nine people standing on the yellow sand and bones. At this moment, the group looked at each other from afar, their eyes fixed on one another.

(End of this chapter)