I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 344 Evil Cultivator (Bonus Chapter for Remaining June Tickets)
The fleet continued eastward amidst the vast, misty waves of the boundless sea.

The leaden-gray sea was sometimes calm and sometimes torn apart by sudden storms, its weather unpredictable.

Throughout the six-month voyage, the threat of monsters was ever-present.

Beneath the dark sea surface, giant sharks with backs as sharp as knives often break through the water to launch surprise attacks; winged sea bats billowing poisonous mist blot out the sky; and tentacles covered with suckers even emerge from the deep sea, reminiscent of the Northern Demon Shadow.

Two ships and dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators were lost on the way, but fortunately, the Golden Core cultivators in the fleet were united in their hatred of the enemy and turned the danger into safety together.

Jiang Yi also released Hua Gu and Hong Li to help hunt down sea monsters and turn the tide.

Hua Gu has vaguely touched the threshold of fusion magic, and her attack power is in no way weaker than that of a Golden Core demon spirit of the same period.

After the contract with the Yin-Yang Pendant was broken, Hong Li refined the remaining Xuanwu Heart Flame within it, significantly enhancing her defensive capabilities.

The two dominated the seas, drawing envy from countless cultivators.

Hua Gu also collected a lot of sea beast corpses and demon cores for Jiang Yi, which she threw into Youxian Ferry.

So much so that the puppets Duan Jin has recently created are made of sea beast materials, making them resemble humanoid sea beasts.

The storms at sea have become increasingly frequent in recent days, with a faint, menacing aura rising in the wind.

The Eastern Continent, which should be within sight, remains nowhere to be seen, causing everyone great anxiety.

The gale-force winds on the boundless sea are showing signs of resurgence; if they cannot reach the shore soon, they will be in great danger.

In the cabin.

"Wake up, Yi."

Hua Gu stood beside Jiang Yi and gently shook her to wake her up.

Jiang Yi sat up and stretched. When she opened her eyes, she saw Hua Luosha, who preferred purple dresses, sitting on the soft cushions on the platform. Her exceptionally handsome white-clad corpse puppet knelt behind her, gently massaging her temples with two fingers.

The corpse puppets crafted by the Flower Rakshasa always resemble living people more than other corpse puppets.

Hua Luosha propped her head up with her elbow, closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, looking even more comfortable than Jiang Yi.

If it weren't for the fact that all the handsome male corpse puppets that Hua Luosha collected in Beixuan had been destroyed, she would definitely be surrounded by handsome men right now.

It serves as a cushion, a leg massager, a fan, and a tea brewer—it has it all.

In the past, Hua Luosha even had her handsome male corpse puppet act out a male-male love story for Jiang Yi, following the plot of a storybook, and she played it up in a very elaborate way.

"Something's not right outside."

Hua Gu grabbed Jiang Yi's arm, her brows furrowed, pulling Jiang Yi back to reality.

"Go out and see."

Jiang Yi followed Hua Gu out of the cabin and found that a thick, inky fog had completely enveloped the entire sea area.

The cold, salty sea breeze carried a biting chill, and the seawater beneath the boat was no longer the deep blue of the boundless sea, but rather had an eerie, ghostly green hue.

Countless will-o'-the-wisps, like fireflies, swam silently underwater, sometimes gathering into ferocious beast shapes, sometimes scattering into fleeting specks of light, illuminating the bottom of the boat as if it were submerged in the netherworld.

Jiang Yi tried to extend her divine sense, but it was swallowed up by the sticky fog, and she could not even make out the outline of the stern.

All the cultivators had gathered on the deck. Qin Yi of the Chimeizhai was discussing in hushed tones with the Golden Core cultivators of Baizanggu and Chonggu. Everyone's expressions were solemn, and the spiritual light of their magical treasures was faintly visible around them.

The Foundation Establishment disciples formed a defensive formation back to back, their talismans and magical artifacts trembling slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Heying, it seems we've fallen into some kind of strange formation, but the area is far too vast!" Qin Yi said hurriedly as Jiang Yi approached.

Before the words were finished, a dull tremor suddenly came from the seabed, and the entire ship shook violently, as if it had been hit hard by some enormous creature.

Jiang Yi's pupils contracted. Although her divine sense was suppressed by the mist, she could still feel countless cold auras rising rapidly from beneath the sea surface.

"Watch out!" The sea suddenly exploded, and dozens of dark figures burst out of the water, crashing heavily onto the deck. They were all reanimated corpses.

The corpses were rotting, their bodies covered in slippery seaweed, and their faces were covered in sharp seashells, as if they had been submerged in the deep sea for hundreds of years before being salvaged.

Their empty eye sockets glowed with eerie green flames, and their movements were not as stiff as those of ordinary reanimated corpses. They brandished rusty swords and pounced on the cultivators on the ship.

"A Foundation Establishment stage corpse cultivator! Everyone be careful!"

Qin Yi shouted sharply, and the disciples of the Demon Sect quickly gathered, releasing their respective corpse puppets in an attempt to resist.

However, their corpse puppets were no match for these sea-refined corpses; they were torn to shreds in a single encounter.

The cultivators from Baizang Valley and Chong Valley came to provide support, but they felt as if their true essence was trapped in a quagmire, its circulation was sluggish, and they could not even cast the simplest spells.

A disciple of Baizang Valley had just made a hand seal to summon a fire snake, but the flames only shot out an inch before going out.

His expression changed drastically. Before he could retreat, a refining corpse grinned and pounced on him. Its rotting claws easily broke through his protective aura and pierced his chest. Blood splattered into the mist, turning into crimson droplets.

"This fog is poisonous!"

The female cultivator from the Insect Valley, who was at the Golden Core stage, shouted a warning. As a continuous stream of corpses from the sea jumped onto the ship, two of them were even at the early Golden Core stage.

Hua Gu, whose head was no higher than Jiang Yi's waist, immediately spread her arms to protect Jiang Yi, her body crackling with silver snakes, forcing back the refining corpses.

"The person who set up the formation is highly skilled. We must break the formation immediately; the longer it drags on, the worse it will be."

Jiang Yi rose into the air, her eyes cold and sharp, and drew the Hidden Scale Sword from the Qinghui Qin, unleashing a single strike.

Before the sword light even arrived, the entire sea was already churning like boiling water.

The sword light, like a reversed Milky Way, tore through the thick fog, cleaved the sea, and roared towards the distant island.

boom!
Amidst a deafening roar, the small island hidden ahead was cleaved in two by a single sword strike!
The mountain collapsed, sending rocks flying everywhere. The violent aftershocks of the sword energy caused the seawater within a hundred feet to evaporate into mist.

Upon seeing the sword light, the old evil cultivator who had set up the formation on the island changed his expression drastically and hastily summoned three defensive magic treasures.

The first bronze bell was shredded to dust by the sword energy as soon as it appeared; the second black iron shield only lasted for half a breath before exploding; and the light shield emitted by the third jade talisman shattered like paper.

!!!

The old man was horrified. His last layer of protective qi was torn open by the sword energy, and the remaining sword power cleaved through his chest. He coughed up blood and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the broken mountainside.

The thick fog dissipated, the will-o'-the-wisps went out, and all the reanimated corpses fell into the sea, leaving the world in complete silence.

The people on the ship were stunned, staring in disbelief at the figure standing in mid-air.

"One sword... cleaves mountains and severs seas..."

"Who said she's not a sword cultivator?"

Even a true swordsman isn't as strong as her!

Ignoring the gazes of the crowd, Jiang Yi sheathed her sword and returned to her zither. Her figure moved like a ghost as she stepped onto the island, unleashing all thirteen golden needles of the Red Silk Calamity.

Before the old evil cultivator in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm could even catch his breath, golden needles pierced his major acupoints, one of which even pierced directly into his sea of ​​consciousness, penetrating his soul, with red threads coiling around him like venomous snakes.

Jiang Yi could annihilate his soul with a single thought.

"I ask, you answer? Nonsense, die!"

Jiang Yi stood with his foot on the old evil cultivator, looking down at him with a sinister and ruthless expression, making the old man momentarily confused about who the evil cultivator was.

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