Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 197 Facing the Bamboo Gentleman

Zhu Junzi's impassioned emotions were interrupted once again.

This time, he did not suppress his emotions.

The resentment of being led by the nose several times transformed into a surging murderous intent.

Zhu Junzi raised his brow, formed a hand seal in front of his chest, and the white bone cicadas that had been crawling on the white bamboo and constantly chirping suddenly shot out.

Just like when he hunted the glaring white dog and the old woman, he wanted to suck this annoying wandering sorcerer to ashes.

Even though he had a vague feeling that something was wrong with this wandering sorcerer.

But so what?
He's not one of those self-righteous fools in the cave!

Inside the cave, Li Wushou stood on the steps.

With his panoramic view of the mountaintop, he was well-prepared to face the swarming white-boned cicadas.

After he entered the cave first, he used his shadow to conceal himself in the darkness.

He had planned to wait until everyone entered the cave before closing the door and releasing the dogs, but in the end, the old woman, the white dog with piercing eyes, and the human-faced turtle that he had previously noticed never appeared.

However, he also took the opportunity to see Zhu Junzi's methods.

As expected, ruthless, sharp, and exceptionally capable.

This, on the contrary, aroused Li Wushou's interest. He had not yet given his all since he had replenished his physical body and internal organs.

Killing an opponent like Zhu Junzi should be enough for him to have a clear understanding and judgment of his own physical strength, right?
Thinking this, Li Wushou's emotions surged.

The Tai Chi energy flowed within his dantian, instantly activating the Yin-Yang Taoist robe.

A thick Yin-Yang domain filled Li Wushou's body. The white bone cicada, as sharp as an arrow, pierced the domain, but its speed slowed down until the flowing light clearly appeared before Li Wushou's eyes.

The bamboo gentleman above the White Bamboo Prison exclaimed in surprise:

"Dharma Domain? You're a Golden Core cultivator?"

Zhu Junzi's expression also turned ugly. How could this wandering Taoist possibly be an Inner Golden Elixir cultivator?
He had just been wondering why the fight inside the mountain chamber had ended so quickly, but now he finally had the answer. He also finally understood why his roots had felt like they were sinking into a quagmire when they were absorbing flesh and blood at the end.

But how is this possible?
He clearly examined the other person before letting them go up the mountain.

Li Wushou paid no attention to what Zhu Junzi was thinking. With a thought, a ripple appeared in the void, and following the folds of space, he took a step and was already outside the cave.

Freed from the constraints of the magic domain, the white bone cicada, having shot out, regained its speed and suddenly pierced into the stone wall of the cave.

With a loud bang, the earth cracked and mountains collapsed, sending a large amount of rubble crashing into the depths of the cave.

At this moment, Li Wushou was already standing in mid-air below the white bamboo cage.

Force moves with the mind, and the Yin-Yang domain is divided into two: the upper part is Yang, and the lower part is Yin.

Yin and Yang suddenly separated, and a repulsive force was generated under their feet, which suddenly pushed Li Wushou's body towards the top of the white bamboo prison.

At the same time, the Panlong Technique within the Blood Buddha Scripture suddenly activated, causing Li Wushou's blood to boil.

A surge of powerful blood-red energy erupted from the Laogong acupoint in his palm, gathering in his fist, and a crimson sun suddenly rose beneath the white bamboo cage.

"Bang~!"

The seemingly indestructible white bamboo cage failed to withstand the impact and shattered the moment it was struck by Li Wushou's fist.

Large sections of white bamboo broke off and fell into the ground. Blood-like energy began to spread along the roots of the white bamboo, determined to extinguish all its vitality.

The white roots inside the bamboo were immediately severed, and the injured bamboo was cut in half to save its life.

Then, it caused the broken white bamboo to shrink and retreat into the surrounding white bamboo forest.

Because when the white bamboo was coiled into a cage, it grew wildly and became extremely long.

After being cut off and retreated into the white bamboo forest, it did not seem to be greatly affected to the naked eye. However, judging from its aura, the white bamboo forest was severely damaged, and its overall aura became somewhat weak.

With no other thoughts in mind, Li Wushou's ferocious fist continued its relentless attack towards Zhu Junzi, who was suspended in mid-air.

Zhu Junzi's expression changed drastically. Even if he was a Golden Core cultivator, the opponent's physical strength was too strong.

He could see clearly that although Li Wushou's spiritual power was vast, it was not actually top-tier compared to other internal cultivation golden core cultivators.

However, the opponent's spiritual power was clearly mixed with his physical blood energy. Because the opponent's blood energy was too powerful, this attack seemed so unstoppable.

Such a powerful surge of blood energy, wouldn't it be wonderful if I could consume it?

Having fused with the sacred bone, I need the nourishment of blood and qi. Wouldn't this be a perfect match?

Zhu Junzi's eyes reddened, and desire began to grow in his heart.

The greyish-white cicada wings flowed slowly, and the figure of the Bamboo Gentleman flickered in mid-air.

Having witnessed the speed boost that Zhu Junzi's gray-white cicada-cloak could instantly provide, how could Li Wushou allow him to have his way?
"Come back!"

With a sharp shout, the Tai Chi within his dantian circulated, and the differentiated Yin and Yang reassembled and began to flow again. A heavy Yin-Yang domain descended from the sky, pressing down on Zhu Junzi's head.

Just as Zhu Junzi was about to flash away from where he stood, he was re-locked down by the viscous void.

In the blink of an eye, Li Wushou's fist had already reached Zhu Junzi's chest.

Zhu Junzi's expression darkened, and his gray-white cicada-wing-like garment suddenly unfurled, spreading out behind him like wings.

Lines appeared on her skin, which was as white as jade. The lines crisscrossed, making it look as if she was wearing a bone armor on her chest.

With a flap of its wings, Bamboo Gentleman had nowhere to retreat. He gritted his teeth and his face turned fierce.

No one can kill him with a single punch, not even a Golden Core cultivator!

"Bang~!"

With a muffled thud, a surge of powerful blood energy exploded in front of Zhu Junzi's chest.

"Crack."

The breastplate, as white as jade, ultimately failed to completely block Li Wushou's powerful punch.

"puff"

Zhu Junzi spat out a mouthful of milky white blood; the pain of his shattered breastplate nearly drove him mad.

That was close! If it weren't for his bone breastplate, that punch might have shattered his entire body.

This feeling of impending death did not instill fear in him; instead, it intensified his murderous intent.

Just as Li Wushou was about to withdraw his fist, several cracks also appeared under Zhu Junzi's ribs due to the shattering of his breastplate.

Unlike the bone in the sternum that is striving to grow and repair itself, the bone here is constantly splitting the bone under the ribs.

Despite such a severe blow, Zhu Junzi did not retreat but advanced, forcefully enduring Li Wushou's punch and instantly closing in on his side.

Li Wushou's expression turned solemn, and several cold glints suddenly flashed before his eyes.

A rib, shaped like a folding knife, suddenly sprang out from Zhu Junzi's abdomen and then slashed towards Li Wushou.

Are these the six blade-like legs of the white-bone cicada?
The sudden turn of events caught Li Wushou somewhat off guard. His domain of power contracted, blocking the path in front of Zhu Junzi's sword.

However, because of the punch just now, the distance between the two was too close. After all, this domain of power was generated by the Yin-Yang Daoist Robe, making it difficult to control at will.

One of the blades still managed to break through the barrier of the domain, slicing across Li Wushou's left abdomen.

With blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, Zhu Junzi revealed a cruel smile.

"Die!"

His sword, when fully charged, could split a mountain in two!

"laugh!"

The moment the yin-yang Taoist robe, radiating light, clashed with the blade, sparks flew as if metal were striking metal.

Zhu Junzi, who had been full of confidence, froze.

"The defensive capabilities of this Taoist robe?"

The two separated instantly upon contact, and Zhu Junzi was forced back into the air, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The other person's Taoist robe was unexpected, and the other person's physical body shocked him even more.

Logically speaking, even if the opponent's Taoist robe was a defensive spiritual treasure, and his sword could not cut through it, the force of the instantaneous burst of the spring was enough to seriously injure the opponent's physical body.

But the other party only swayed and then regained its footing. For a moment, Zhu Junzi was a little dazed. Which of us is the bone body?

Li Wushou, who had stopped standing, was also somewhat shaken.

Although this strike did not break through the Yin-Yang Daoist Robe's defense, it weakened the power of the Daoist Robe's magical domain.

At the same time, he clearly felt the force of the strike; if it had been a few degrees stronger, his Taoist robe would likely have been torn through.

This also reminded him that the greatest function of the Taoist robe is to control the magic domain, not to provide armor.

If that slash had actually torn the Taoist robe, Li Wushou would have preferred to have slashed himself instead.

He was used to the pain of losing money, but the pain of heartache was unbearable.

With that thought in mind, Li Wushou moved his mind and put the Yin-Yang Daoist Robe into the Yin-Yang Diagram.

Now that the power of the Dharma Domain has weakened, and the opponent is not slow, coupled with the sharp blade, if the opponent were to suddenly strike again and ruin my Daoist robe, it would be a huge loss.

Dressed in a thin shirt, Li Wushou stood in the void, with yin and yang energies flowing beneath his feet, and a phantom image of a Tai Chi diagram slowly appearing above his head.

Looking at the bamboo gentleman with its two rows of sword-like feet under its ribs and its wings fluttering slightly, Li Wushou suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Zhu Junzi's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly realized what was happening.

The other party did not control the Law Domain?

Is he so confident in his physical body? Or is there something wrong with the other party's magical domain?
Just after slashing the other party's Taoist robe, he was not only shocked, but also noticed that the power of his Dharma Domain had greatly decreased.

Could it be?

A glint flashed in Zhu Junzi's eyes, and with a swift movement of his six legs, the void was cleaved into several pieces. Li Wushou revealed himself, his blood energy scattered everywhere by the shattered void.

I really can't use the Law Domain anymore!

Zhu Junzi's face lit up with joy, and then with a flap of its wings, it charged toward Li Wushou.

Without the constraints of the Law Domain, his speed increased several times. No matter how strong the opponent's physical body was, he was confident that he could cut the opponent into pieces and turn them into his own resources.

Li Wushou stood in the void, his gaze fixed on his surroundings.

Having abandoned the use of the Law Domain, Li Wushou knew he could not keep up with Zhu Junzi's speed; if he were to chase after him, who knew when it would take?

Since that's the case, we might as well stand here and wait for them to come and kill us!

A flash of crimson light appeared in Li Wushou's eyes, his blood boiled, and he suddenly turned and crashed into the void beside him.

Zhu Junzi's figure slowly emerged, his eyes filled with a ferocious killing intent. The three blades under his left ribs slashed directly at Li Wushou's right side.

"laugh!"

As the blade pierced the flesh, a cruel smile appeared in Zhu Junzi's eyes. He then swung the blade from his right side, simultaneously slashing into Li Wushou's body, intending to completely sever Li Wushou!

"Overestimating themselves, they really think they're something special just because they have a physical body."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Junzi felt his sword foot get stuck in Li Wushou's flesh.

Then, I felt a tightness around my neck as a strong hand gripped my neck.

His body, still that of a young child, was slightly lifted.

Zhu Junzi subconsciously looked up and met Li Wushou's eyes, which had turned blood red at some point. A smile also appeared on the other's lips.

Zhu Junzi suddenly felt a chill run down his spine; this was not a psychological feeling, but a real sensation.

Because he saw the other person's other hand quietly go around to his back.

A sharp pain shot through his shoulder blade as his wings were ripped off by his opponent.

Then, to his horrified surprise, the other person stuffed his feathered wing into their mouth and swallowed it.

What terrified him even more was that something seemed to be frantically drilling into his body along the blade's edge.

"What kind of monster are you?"

(End of this chapter)