The Confucian and Taoist Sages of Mortal Cultivation

Chapter 146 Crushing

"Blood Demon Slash!" Blood Cicada shouted, raising his right hand. A crack appeared in his palm, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.

At the same time, the surrounding sea of ​​blood surged violently, as if summoned, and rushed into the blood maw.

The next moment, Bloodbeak detached from Blood Cicada's palm and, surrounded by the sea of ​​blood, spun around and transformed into a huge blood-red blade wheel.

The blood-red blade wheel, as thin as a cicada's wing, spun wildly, tearing through the surrounding air and producing a sharp sonic boom, emanating an aura that was unmatched.

"Not good!" The two Core Formation evil cultivators who were chasing after him noticed the power contained in the blood-red blade wheel and their expressions changed.

One of the evil cultivators even turned around and fled in a cloud of black smoke.

The other person tried to put up a last-ditch effort, spitting out a shield with a ghost face.

This shield is exactly the same as the one used by the ghost cultivator surnamed Liu on the Extreme Yin Island in the past.

Blood Cicada remained unfazed, and with a sudden wave of his hand, he hurled the blood-red blade wheel above his head at the two evil cultivators in the mid-stage of Core Formation.

The crimson blade wheel roared out, slicing through the air, and in an instant, it struck the ghost-faced shield.

With a clear "whoosh," the blade wheel sliced ​​through the shield without hesitation. Its remaining force continued unabated as it struck the evil cultivator's protective black smoke, tearing it apart and severing the cultivator hidden within.

Before the evil cultivator could even let out a scream, blood gushed from his wound, seeping into the blade wheel and instantly turning him into a dried-up corpse.

The blade wheel absorbed the essence and blood of the Core Formation cultivator, and its power began to increase again. It made a piercing sound as it spun, chasing after another wisp of black smoke. In just a few blinks, it caught up with the other side, then suddenly accelerated, leaving afterimages in the air, and slashed into the black smoke.

First, a cracking sound was heard from within the black smoke, followed by a piercing scream.

As the screams abruptly ceased, the black mist vanished instantly, revealing a black mirror shattered in two and a corpse severed at the waist.

Blood continued to gush from the severed wound of the corpse, seeping into the blood-red blade wheel.

Blood Cicada raised his hand and made a distant gesture towards the Blood-Red Blade Wheel.

The next moment, the blade wheel disintegrated, turning into a pool of blood that swept up the storage bag on the corpse and flew towards Blood Cicada, enveloping Blood Cicada's right hand.

Immediately afterwards, a more dazzling crimson essence blood appeared in the center of the blood pool, clinging to the palm of the Blood Cicada. After a wriggling motion, it transformed into a mouth full of sharp teeth, which then adhered to the palm.

As his mouth closed, Xue Chanzi's hand returned to normal, showing no difference from usual.

"What?!"

"He killed two mid-stage Core Formation cultivators in a single exchange!"

When Elder Fu, Elder Zhao, Fairy Ziling, Zhuo Ruting, and Fan Jingmei saw the two shriveled corpses, they all gasped in disbelief.

Elder Zhao, who was being chased, found it even more unbelievable. He had personally witnessed the strength of this group of evil cultivators, and any one of them could easily overpower him.

With such strength, how could they not last a single round against Xue Chanzi? How could they expect everyone to remain calm?

Fairy Ziling was the first to recover her senses, overjoyed, and exclaimed, "Senior Xue Chanzi is actually a late-stage Core Formation cultivator!"

"Truly, he's a master of disguise!"

"Now my parents are saved."

Elder Fu's expression turned somewhat grim, realizing that his plan to monopolize the Miaoyin Sect was likely doomed to failure.

Zhuo Ruting then turned to Yang Qingyuan and asked, "Master Yang, what techniques and magic weapons did Senior Blood Cicada use? How could he so easily kill two cultivators at the mid-stage of the Core Formation realm!"

"I have been in Tianxing City for so long, and I have never heard of such a top-level technique in the demonic path."

The Blood Demon Slash spell mentioned earlier was an attached spell of the seventh level of the Blood Spirit Great Art. It could condense the Asura Blood Cloud and use it to kill the enemy with all one's might, making it extremely powerful.

Furthermore, the power of the Blood Demon Slash was greatly amplified when the natal magic weapon "Blood Refining Divine Weapon" transformed into the blade wheel form most suitable for the Blood Demon Slash.

Although the "Blood Refined Divine Weapon" is a natal magic weapon that has only been nurtured by magic for less than sixty years, it has already become a "fierce weapon" because it has killed too many demonic beasts. In terms of power, it is no less than an ancient treasure.

Yang Qingyuan chuckled at Zhuo Ruting, "These mere heretical practices are nothing to worry about."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Ruting took it as modesty and replied, "Senior Yang is joking."

"In the Chaotic Star Sea, any cultivator at the late Core Formation stage is a renowned figure. I never expected Senior Blood Cicada to be so low-key."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it."

At this moment, Xue Chanzi returned to the top of Mo Jiao's head and handed the storage bags of the two evil cultivators to Yang Qingyuan.

As for Fairy Ziling, she quickly spoke up, asking Elder Zhao and Fan Jingmei, "Elder, Left Envoy Fan, have you seen my father and mother?"

Upon hearing this, both Elder Zhao and Fan Jingmei's expressions turned extremely ugly.

Fan Jingmei, forcing a smile, explained, "Just an hour ago, these evil cultivators calling themselves the Hidden Fiend Sect broke through the formation."

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"Our Miaoyin Sect disciples have suffered heavy casualties."

"I was only able to escape this world because Elder Zhao risked his life to protect me."

"As for the sect leader—"

"I caught a glimpse of him; his soul was injured by a heretical cultivator in the late stage of Core Formation, and even his golden core was shattered."

When Fairy Ziling heard that her father was on the verge of death, she was struck dumb.

With such severe injuries, Sect Master Wang was certain to die, which gave Elder Fu, who was standing nearby, another wicked idea.

Zhuo Ruting, standing nearby, was also shocked and exclaimed, "Hidden Fiend Sect? How come I've never heard of this organization?"

"We have no grudge against them. They stole the treasure, which is one thing, but how could they be so cruel?"

Little did she know that the Hidden Fiend Sect was actually a disguised sect of cultivators from the Extreme Yin Island.

"Father, Mother—" Tears welled up in Fairy Ziling's beautiful eyes as she turned to Yang Qingyuan in great anxiety and pleaded, "Senior Yang, only you can save my father and mother now."

"Please, I beg you to lend a helping hand. I am willing to serve you as a servant to repay your kindness."

Since Yang Qingyuan was already here, he naturally wouldn't leave before obtaining the ancient elixir formula. He immediately replied, "Let's not delay, let's set off now."

Elder Zhao, on the other hand, was terrified by the group of evil cultivators and dared not walk into their trap. He forced a smile at Fairy Ziling and said, "Young Sect Master, I am injured and will return to the sect to recuperate."

Upon hearing this, Fairy Ziling frowned, her expression showing displeasure, but she was unable to command a Core Formation stage cultivator.

Elder Fu, standing nearby, sneered repeatedly, mocking, "Elder Zhao, you've received offerings for so many years, yet you flee when the sect leader's life hangs in the balance. Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by everyone when you return to Tianxing City?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Zhao blushed and said with a wry smile, "Who said I was going to run away? Very well, I will lead the way for you now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put the flying sword into his sleeve, took Fan Jingmei and leaped onto the top of the black dragon's head, and then pointed the way for everyone.

The black dragon twisted its demonic body and headed straight for the southwest sea area.