The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 308 You beast, you beast, I knew it—(6k)

Lei Tiangang, who had just crawled out of the pool of blood, saw this scene and his eyes widened in fury: "Lei Lie, what are you doing?!"

"boom--!!!"

The rune exploded instantly!

The terrifying flames blasted Lei Wuji's back to shreds, severing four of his six arms, leaving only bare bones and scattered bits of flesh clinging to his body.

"what!!!"

Lei Wuji let out a shrill scream, abruptly turning his head, his two remaining eyes fixed on Lei Lie: "You're courting death..."

"Your opponent is us!"

Liu Xuanfeng and his two companions have already arrived!
Second Elder Liu Youtai and Third Elder Liu Mingde were the first to rush out, their primordial spirits igniting with dazzling light.

Because they are about to lose control of themselves.

“Overestimating yourself…” Lei Wuji’s rotting lips curled into a ferocious arc.

The two remaining arms suddenly grew larger, extending out like two giant pythons, and grabbed the souls of the two people who had already reacted much slower!

"Zizzi"

The surging black energy actually suppressed the shockwaves from their self-destruction!

"Perfect nourishment"

Lei Wuji mumbled excitedly and began frantically absorbing the essence from the two people's primordial spirits.

The foul-smelling black aura surged into his body through his arm, and his broken body began to repair itself at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"You like other people's things so much? Fine! You can have mine too!" Liu Xuanfeng roared, "I'll stuff you until you're stuffed to death!"

A brilliant light shone from his dantian, and he was about to self-destruct—

"Shh!"

Lei Wuji flashed, his speed reaching its limit!

He appeared in front of Liu Xuanfeng the instant before Liu Xuanfeng self-destructed.

A third arm suddenly appeared on his chest, and then pierced Liu Xuanfeng's dantian like a sharp blade, forcefully suppressing the shockwave of the self-destruction!
"You're the best."

Lei Wuji opened his blood-red maw and bit down hard on Liu Xuanfeng's neck with his fangs!

"what!!!"

Liu Xuanfeng immediately let out a heart-wrenching scream, his whole body convulsing.

He could clearly feel that his life essence was being frantically devoured!
Seeing this from afar, Consort Ying broke free from the guards' obstruction and cried out as she tried to rush forward: "No—"

"Your Majesty, let's go—" The Shadow Guard commander grabbed her arm tightly, his voice trembling.

But as soon as he turned around, the commander's expression suddenly changed drastically.

Not far away, figures emerged from the dust, each emanating a terrifying aura of a Great Perfection of the Divine Transformation Realm!
More than thirty people!

Sikong Yan stood at the forefront, an elegant smile on his face, and gently waved his hand: "Kill—"

"boom!"

The person behind him flashed and reappeared in the Shadow Guard formation.

"Pfft!"

The head of a shadow guard flew high into the air, his face still frozen in astonishment.

The other person's protective aura was torn apart like thin paper, and a hand pierced through their chest.

massacre!

This was a one-sided massacre!

Cao Zhengyang looked at this scene and sighed, "Let's do it."

Upon hearing this, the Taiqing Sect members' eyes flashed with a cold light, and they all sprang into action.

Now that they've appeared here, if Consort Ying and the others return alive, they will surely blame the Liu family's misfortune on their failure to save them.

If they add fuel to the fire, the major sects in the Eastern Region might be in big trouble.

Rather than waiting for disaster to strike, it's better to nip it in the bud!
On the other side, Lei Tiangang coughed up a mouthful of blood and dragged his mangled body out of the pool of blood.

Suddenly, he stepped forward, grabbed Lei Lie who was trying to escape, and slammed him to the ground!

"What did you just do?!" Lei Tiangang grabbed Lei Lie by the neck and questioned him sharply.

Lei Lie looked at the Supreme Elder of the Golden Thunder Sect with a bitter smile. Because of Liu Qingyang's self-destruction, he had almost lost half of his face.

"Grandmaster, my brother Lei Luo is dead, isn't he?"

Lei Tiangang's expression froze. He looked quietly into Lei Lie's eyes and immediately understood what was going on.

He decided to stop hiding it and said in a gloomy tone, "Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles! Besides, he used the image stone to leave a picture, trying to spread the sect leader's image. He deserves to die!"

"That's my only brother!" Lei Lie's eyes were bloodshot. "I promised my parents I would take good care of him!"

"You've all gone mad! You're all insane! Are you going to destroy the entire Golden Thunder Sect for an unrealistic dream?"

Lei Tiangang suddenly grabbed Lei Lie and pointed him at Lei Wuji, who was consuming Liu Xuanfeng and the other two in the distance.

As he absorbed the energy, Lei Wuji's aura was rising rapidly!
"Do you see that?" Lei Tiangang's eyes were filled with fanaticism. "This is the closest the Golden Thunder Sect has ever come to the Spirit Severance stage in thousands of years!"

Lei Lie looked at his master, who was no longer recognizable as human, and shook his head repeatedly.

"Madmen. They're all madmen."

"You are not pursuing the Great Dao at all; you are just afraid of death! You want to find a way to eke out a living by stepping over mountains of corpses and seas of blood!"

Lei Lie suddenly pointed at Lei Wuji, his mind completely collapsing: "Look at him! Does he even deserve to be called a cultivator? He's just a beast without any emotions!"

"Fear of death? Aren't you the same?" Lei Tiangang sneered. "The pot calling the kettle black!"

"When the sect leader first lost control, who was so frightened that they fled the mountain gate overnight?"

"And who suggested that the flesh and blood of disciples from minor sects could be used to feed the sect leader?"

Lei Lie's pupils contracted sharply, and those memories he had deliberately forgotten suddenly came vividly back to life.

"In just over two years, a million lives have been lost, all because of you."

"You think you're not a murderer just because you don't have blood on your hands?" Lei Tiangang roared. "Actually, you are the biggest accomplice!"

Lei Lie's face turned pale. He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to refute it.

"We are all his tools," Lei Lie managed to squeeze out after a long pause, as if trying to convince himself.

Lei Tiangang suddenly laughed, his eyes filled with vicissitudes: "On the path of cultivation, who isn't a tool? Heaven and earth are the furnace, and creation is the craftsman."

"You think those prestigious sects are clean? They just hide their murderous intent even deeper."

Then, he looked at Lei Wuji, who was enjoying himself in the distance, the four-colored restrictions flowing above his head, and Sikong Yan, Cao Zhengyang, and others who were approaching step by step not far away.

A hint of pity flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly released Lei Lie's neck.

"This path is one trodden upon with corpses. The only difference is that some people deceive themselves, while others find it sweet."

Lei Lie collapsed to the ground, staring blankly at him, as if he had suddenly realized something.

Meanwhile, not far away, the sound of chewing could be heard, sending chills down one's spine.

"Gulu..."

Lei Wuji's throat bobbed as he swallowed Liu Xuanfeng's flesh and blood, along with his primordial spirit, into his stomach.

The primordial spirits of Liu Youtai and Liu Mingde that he was holding in his left and right hands had now been absorbed into a transparent state.

Not enough. Not enough.

He licked his rotting lips, his oily green eyes sweeping across the battlefield.

When he saw Sikong Yan and Mo Xingjian approaching rapidly, a savage glint flashed in his eyes.

"Ho ho ho"

A hoarse laugh escaped his throat, his eyes glazed over with madness.

"All the old friends have come."

He raised his twisted arm and pointed it at the people who were killing.

"Today is just right."

"With your blood"

"Congratulations! I have slain a spirit."

As he uttered the last two words, his figure flashed and he appeared directly in front of Elder Lei Tiangang!

"metropolitan?!"

Before Lei Tiangang could even show a look of joy, a withered hand had already pierced through his chest!
"Pfft-"

Blood gushed out, and Lei Tiangang looked down in disbelief at the hand churning inside his heart.

He could clearly feel that his life's cultivation was being frantically drained away!

"Why."

Lei Wuji ignored him and greedily sucked on the food.

As the essence entered his body, his rotting skin began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His oily green gaze swept over Lei Lie, who was slumped on the ground, trembling all over, but he ignored him.

With his other hand, he grabbed at the air—

The Second Elder, Lei Zhenyue, who was still struggling in a pool of blood, was lifted up by an invisible force and his neck fell into a withered claw!

"Sect Master! No—"

The piercing screams abruptly ceased, and Lei Zhenyue's body rapidly withered away; already severely injured, he soon breathed his last.

In the blink of an eye, he became a skin and bones dried-up corpse!
Lei Lie was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly, crawling on the ground using both his hands and feet.

Lei Wuji closed his eyes contentedly, his aura continuing to rise.

Not only that, its toes kept growing longer, and its black nails dug into the ground.

The corpses of the Nascent Soul guards who had been killed by Cao Zhengyang and his group in the distance were also beginning to wither strangely!

Strands of essence blood burrowed into the ground like living things, gathering at Lei Wuji's feet along the earth's veins, where he absorbed them frantically!
"what"

Lei Wuji tilted his head back and let out a comfortable groan; his decaying body was rapidly repairing itself.

Beneath the newly formed skin, faint purplish-black lightning could be seen flowing.

"This is the right feeling."

He mumbled incoherently, his voice no longer human.

……

Puff puff--

As one corpse after another fell, Cao Zhengyang quickly realized something was wrong.

He abruptly looked up at Lei Wuji in the distance, his expression changing drastically: "This is troublesome—"

at the same time--

"Well"

Consort Ying was lifted up by Sikong Yan, her throat gripped, her feet off the ground, struggling in agony, her face covered in tears and blood.

"Haven't you been looking for the murderer who killed your son?" Sikong Yan whispered softly in her ear.

"He died a agonizing death, being torn apart by a pack of tiger demons, crying and begging me to spare him. Sadly, in the end, not even a single bone was left."

Yingfei's pupils suddenly contracted, and her whole body trembled violently.

She opened her mouth, her voice barely audible, her eyes filled with despair and resentment: "So... it was you. Why?"

Sikong Yan smiled gently, his long index finger lightly touching her lips, making a shushing gesture.

"You can go and ask him yourself."

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and Consort Ying's head drooped limply.

The moment a wisp of primordial spirit escaped, it was instantly devoured by the ghostly blue flames that shot out from Sikong Yan's palm.

"Tsk, not a single one escaped."

He casually tossed the body aside and glanced around.

All the Shadow Guards' corpses lay scattered about, their very souls annihilated.

Cao Zhengyang arrived through the air, his gaze lingering briefly on Consort Ying's corpse, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

"He's the only one left. We have to be extremely careful. If you get bitten or scratched, there's no cure, and you might even turn into a zombie and become his puppet."

Cao Zhengyang reminded him in a low voice.

Everyone nodded solemnly.

Sikong Yan's face showed eagerness: "Don't worry, he won't survive. He's been using too many different kinds of drugs; he'll only suffer the consequences."

But he quickly wiped the smile off his face, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "However, let's finish this quickly. It won't be fun if we drag this out and it gets out of control."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already transformed into a blur and rushed out first!
Upon seeing this, Cao Zhengyang immediately signaled Zhou Qing to step back and not get too close.

After exchanging glances with the others, he quickly gave chase. In an instant, all sorts of magical treasures and supernatural powers rained down on Lei Wuji like a storm!

"Ho ho ho"

Upon seeing this, Lei Wuji let out a hoarse, sinister laugh.

With his right hand still gripping the dying Lei Tiangang, he devoured him frantically, while his left hand pulled out three three-colored array plates from his rotting robe!

"Buzz!"

With a flick of his withered finger, three layers of light curtains instantly unfolded, protecting him inside, one after another.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The attacks from everyone arrived in an instant, but they all collapsed in front of the three-colored light screen, only causing ripples.

"This old guy is well-prepared!" Sikong Yan frowned. "Continue the attack!"

No one dared to be negligent, and they unleashed a barrage of various supernatural powers.

Ripples continued to appear on the light screen, but it could not break through.

At this moment, Zhou Qing finally came over, feeling utterly exhausted.

Despite the short distance, all the peak masters, supreme elders, and others would push him back whenever they saw him run ahead of them, as if they were afraid he would encounter danger.

Little did you know, you were protecting the strongest person in this area!

But time was of the essence, and he dared not delay. Immediately, double pupils appeared in his eyes as he carefully examined the tortoise shell in front of him.

All five members of the Liu family, including two elders of the Lei family, died at the hands of Lei Wuji.

If we delay any longer, who knows what kind of trouble might arise.

His eyes lit up quickly, and he swiftly used his spiritual power to draw a circle of light on the surface of the magic circle: "Attack here!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the Taiqing Sect members immediately launched a full-scale attack.

The elders of the Azure Flame Dao Palace hesitated for a moment, exchanging surprised glances.

They suddenly remembered that this rising star who had once given them a headache seemed to have gone to the Baiyu Taixu Academy in Lingyun Prefecture and studied under the third-level array master Lin Daochen for several years.

Sikong Yan also turned his head at this moment, looking at Zhou Qing with great interest. Then he chuckled and a dark blue fire line flew out from his sleeve, accurately hitting the mark.

"boom!"

More than thirty Great Perfection Realm experts attacked simultaneously, and all their attacks landed on the area marked by the light circle!

"Click——"

In less than half an incense stick's time, a crisp cracking sound rang out, and the first layer of light barrier shattered!

The Taiqing Sect members looked proud, after all, they were all present when Zhou Qing was promoted to a level three array master.

Fortunately, apart from them, no one else knew that Zhou Qing had become the fourth and youngest level three formation master in the Holy Martial Dynasty.

At this moment, the Cangyan Dao Palace and others looked at Zhou Qing with surprise.

“Interesting…” Sikong Yan murmured softly, stroking his chin.

Zhou Qing, using his [Dual Pupils], could see through layers of light screens and continue searching for the flaws in the second layer of restrictions amidst the flowing runes.

They even use the "Daily Tips" feature to help.

Meanwhile, inside the formation!
Lei Wuji tossed the shriveled corpse of the Grand Elder aside. He spread his arms, his rotting body trembling violently, with purplish-black lightning coursing wildly beneath his skin.

"Power. An unprecedented feeling."

He laughed wildly, but his voice suddenly became distorted and changed, as if two different voices were roaring at the same time.

In the midst of this madness, he suddenly shuddered, and his oily green pupils contracted abruptly.

"This is... the barrier to the Spirit Severing Realm?"

In the darkness, he sensed an unprecedented barrier of realm.

The barrier seemed both real and unreal, emanating an aura that made him tremble with fear and yearn.

"Spirit Slayer! This is Spirit Slayer!"

Lei Wuji trembled with excitement and stretched out his withered hand.

The instant your fingertips touched the void—

"Shh!"

The scene before my eyes shattered abruptly!

Amidst the swirling snowflakes, he suddenly transformed back into the frail boy huddled in the corner of the woodshed.

The sounds of revelry from the main branch disciples drifted from afar. Amidst the clinking of glasses, someone sneered, "That good-for-nothing dares to learn thunder magic?"

"This is...my obsession?" Lei Wuji stood there, stunned. "These are things I should have forgotten long ago."

Before I could think it through, the scene changed again—

He knelt before his master's door for three days and three nights, the snow reaching his knees.

In the end, all that was gained was a fragmented incantation for the Thunder Magic.

With trembling hands, he poured the poison into his senior brother's teacup, his eyes filled with disbelief as the man died.

In the secret ruins, the Daoist partner pushed him out of the beast's mouth, but was torn to pieces herself.

At the Core Formation Ceremony, the master gave a meaningful look: "This child will ultimately fail to achieve great things."

……

Countless long-buried memories surged forth, like thousands of steel needles piercing the sea of ​​consciousness!

"Get out! Get out of my head!"

Lei Wuji frantically tore at his hair, his fingernails tearing away the rotting scalp to reveal his stark white skull.

But what's even more terrifying is that countless illusions followed one after another in the sea of ​​consciousness.

His senior brother, who had bullied him when he was young, was now whipping his primordial spirit with a thunder whip.

The disciples he killed transformed into bloody corpse puppets and surrounded him.

The most terrifying sight was the phantom of his Daoist partner, bleeding from all seven orifices as she clutched a beating heart: "This is what you gave me back then. Now I'm returning it to you."

"No! That's not the case!"

Lei Wuji's spiritual power began to flow backward, and his body, which had been repaired, began to fester again.

The purplish-black lightning surged through the meridians, scorching the internal organs.

"I am in the Spirit Severing Realm. Once I successfully cross this threshold, I will be the supreme Spirit Severing Realm!"

Lei Wuji roared, realizing even more clearly what he was going through.

"cut--"

He roared as he condensed his primordial spirit into a blade, slashing fiercely at his most vulnerable obsession—the young self that yearned for recognition.

With a flash of light, the child in the snow turned into wisps of smoke and vanished.

But the next moment, even more obsessive spirits launched a frenzied counterattack!
"Cut! Cut! Cut!"

More flashes of sword light crisscrossed, tearing countless illusions to shreds.

But the illusory image of his Daoist companion grew increasingly solid, its icy fingers caressing his decaying cheek:
Are you really going to forget me?

The voice was as gentle as ever, yet it caused Lei Wuji's primordial spirit blade to tremble violently.

"puff!"

Lei Wuji's blade pierced her heart without hesitation!
"For the sake of slaying spirits! For the sake of the supreme path!" he roared furiously, his voice tinged with a morbid fanaticism. "I must slay everything!"

The illusory image of the Daoist companion looked down at the blade in her chest; she felt no anger, no resentment.

She simply raised her hand slightly, as if wanting to touch his face one last time.

But before it could even react, it shattered with a deafening roar, turning into countless points of light that vanished into nothingness.

"boom--"

Almost simultaneously, the three layers of magic arrays outside the building shattered one after another under Zhou Qing's guidance.

As the fragments fell and the barrier receded, the group finally broke into the formation, only to be shocked by the sight before them.

At this moment, Lei Wuji's body was covered in festering sores, emitting a nauseating stench of decay.

His face was even more distorted and terrifying than before, with bare white bones showing on both sides of his face.

What's most chilling is that the long sword he wielded, formed from spiritual energy, was slicing his own flesh away with each strike!
He was muttering to himself in words they couldn't understand, as if he were completely absorbed in his own world.

“They’ve really gone mad…” An elder of the Cangyan Dao Palace subconsciously took a half step back.

The sounds of swallowing echoed throughout the room, and everyone knew what he was doing.

It could even be said that, apart from Zhou Qing, everyone else might have taken the risk and tried it in the final stages of their lives.

Sikong Yan shook his head, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes.

"You've consumed so many people's drugs, do you think you've only cut off your own obsession? The resentment, fear, and unwillingness of those lost souls have now become your inner demons."

His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

"You refined their cultivation, and naturally inherited their karma; this was inherently a wrong path."

"Shut up!"

Lei Wuji suddenly sprang to his feet, his rotting body unleashing a terrifying pressure!
He swept his long sword horizontally, and the sword light, dozens of feet long, tore through the earth, forcing everyone to retreat.

As Zhou Qing retreated, a thought struck him.

He thought of the Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystal, which was something condensed from the blood and qi of another person, but without any side effects.

Otherwise, how could it possibly rival the legendary Dao-level divine power?

And I, too, will eventually come to this point!
But he possesses the ancient tea tree of enlightenment, the Taoist charm of flowers blooming in four colors, and the "Golden Bone of Subduing Demons" from Jiyuan Temple.

"The path I've chosen will never end like this!" Zhou Qing clenched his fist silently.

Seeing that Lei Wuji was not in a good state, Cao Zhengyang was about to make a move when Sikong Yan suddenly took out an image stone: "Don't rush, keep some evidence."

"Slash! Slash! Slash them all!"

The next moment, Lei Wuji went completely mad, as if in a final burst of energy, and actually uttered human words clearly.

He roared incessantly, his blade flashing like a tornado, and terrifying corpse poison emanating from his body.

"Back off! Everyone, back off!"

Sikong Yan shouted, but a strange light flashed in his eyes.

“I think,” he suddenly grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth, “we should probably hold off on fighting.”

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this and turned to look at him.

“This guy is pitifully stupid…” Sikong Yan looked Lei Wuji up and down, tapping his chin with his finger.

"But can you feel it? This aura is almost approaching the level of a half-step Spirit Severing expert!"

"It's not worth being dragged down with a madman who's only half a step into the Spirit Severing Realm."

Everyone was silent.

In fact, it is true.

In particular, he felt that terrifying corpse poison permeated the area within ten feet of him; if one were to come into contact with it, death would be inevitable.

Zhou Qing, standing to the side, narrowed his eyes and subtly observed Sikong Yan, wondering what kind of wicked scheme he was plotting this time.

"Tsk tsk." Sikong Yan shook his head, like a spectator commenting on a play, "But I have to say, this courage and ambition are quite impressive."

No one refuted this statement.

After all, Lei Wuji had put himself in this state simply to cross that path.

Compared to this person, they were much more timid.

"What do you want to do?" Cao Zhengyang asked in a deep voice.

Sikong Yan smiled and said, "We've known each other for many years, so let's save him some face."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned to look at Cao Zhengyang, and then gave Zhou Qing a meaningful glance.

A sly glint flashed in his eyes: "Brother Cao, how about we have a contest..."

Who ran the fastest this time?

"Whoosh-"

Sikong Yan instantly transformed into a streak of light and rushed outwards.

Everyone was stunned, even the twelve elders of the Azure Flame Dao Palace looked bewildered.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Cao Zhengyang's expression changed drastically, and his roar echoed through the sky: "This madman is going to detonate the four-colored magic array! Retreat!"

"what?!"

"Beast!"

……

(End of this chapter)