Evil Immortal!

Immediately, Meng Yuan waved his sleeve, and wisps of sword energy flew out.

These sword energies, as thin as silk threads, contained a sharpness capable of piercing metal and stone. They were as agile as snakes, easily piercing the heads, hearts, and other vital organs of these people.

"Ah—help..."

Before one of them could even utter a scream, he was pierced through the forehead by the sword energy, and his scream came to an abrupt halt.

Ding!

[You have killed a disciple of the Ten Thousand Evils Cave. Experience +38!]

[You have killed a disciple of the Ten Thousand Evils Cave. Experience +34!]

[You have killed a disciple of the Ten Thousand Evils Cave. Experience +41!]

Several messages popped up in succession, but Meng Yuan ignored them.

His Pure Yang Sword Technique had reached a certain level of proficiency and was quite powerful. Dealing with someone whose cultivation and strength were far inferior to his was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

At this moment, more than a dozen fierce-looking men rushed out of the surrounding rooms, each wielding a sword and exuding a menacing aura. They were all martial arts masters who had mastered some martial arts skills.

Unfortunately, they encountered Meng Yuan!

Five months ago, Meng Yuan might have been flustered and unable to cope.

But now, in Meng Yuan's eyes, these people are just walking experience packs.

With a casual flick of his wrist, he unleashed a barrage of sharp sword energy, quickly eliminating the group.

[You have killed a disciple of the Ten Thousand Evils Cave. Experience +35!]

Just as Meng Yuan killed the last person, a pale and slender figure suddenly appeared in the void behind Meng Yuan, shrouded in black and gray mist, reaching out with its claws to grab Meng Yuan.

Its claws were grayish-white, with sharp, knife-like tips; it was actually a bone claw!

"The Bone Demon... it's well hidden."

Meng Yuan turned around, extending his palm. "But do you think I didn't notice you?"

His palm was wrapped in wisps of purple true fire, which immediately clung to the bone claw as soon as they touched it.

"ah--"

The skeletal demon let out a scream that was not human. The yin energy on its body was immediately burned and crackled, collapsing and dissipating, revealing its true form: a skeleton!

The skeleton was deathly pale, yet its bones were as hard as steel. Its claws and teeth were sharp and contained corpse poison. Two eerie green phosphorescent lights flickered in the eye sockets of its skull.

[The Skeleton Demon]

Template: Plain (Gray/White)

Order: Second order

Description: This is a low-level demonic creature refined from the corpses and vengeful spirits of those who died violent deaths. It is ferocious and bloodthirsty, with a body as hard as refined steel, making it difficult to be harmed by swords and blades. It enjoys eating the flesh and blood of living beings and can also spew out black smoke containing corpse poison, making it very difficult to deal with.

Risk level: Low

......

Having thwarted the attack of the White Bone Demon, Meng Yuan's hand, enveloped in the Purple Cloud True Fire, grabbed the demon's neck and twisted it forcefully.

Click!

A black and red critical hit damage value of "-1520" appeared above the head of the skeletal demon, and then its head separated from its body, with its skull and headless skeleton crashing to the ground.

Ding!

[You have killed the Bone Demon, experience +220!]

Just as Meng Yuan killed the Bone Demon, a figure suddenly appeared by the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood, seemingly implicated.

But he had already taken the opportunity to flip himself over, his face filled with panic.

At the same time, the man was about to crush the communication jade talisman in his hand, intending to notify the incense master, Lord Qimo, when suddenly, the brick wall behind him was pierced by a purple stream of light with a "poof," and the light landed on the back of his head with undiminished force.

With the purple sword light flickering.

Snapped!

With a soft thud, the man's head exploded like a watermelon.

Ding!

[You have killed a disciple of the Ten Thousand Evils Cave (Tier 2), experience +240!]

Meng Yuan nimbly vaulted over the wall and landed beside the corpse, raising his hand in a gesture of surprise.

The purple streak of light flew in like a fledgling returning to its nest, hovering above Meng Yuan's palm. Its surface shimmered and flickered, concealing an extremely sharp sword intent that remained hidden yet gave off a chilling and intimidating feeling.

It was a sword pellet the size of a chicken egg, with nine tiny holes on its surface. It was perfectly round, resembling neither gold nor jade.

It is indeed the Purple Cloud Sword Pill!

This sword pellet had long been refined by Meng Yuan and became his personal flying sword. Combined with the Pure Yang Sword Technique, it was as easy to use as his own arm and finger, and he could do whatever he wanted with it.

It's quite a coincidence, though, that both the sword pellet and the newly mastered supernatural power, the Purple Cloud True Fire, contain the characters "Purple Cloud" in their names.

"One skeleton demon, plus the corpse of this second-tier cultivator, along with the other corpses, should be enough..."

Meng Yuan glanced at the corpse on the ground, muttered something, then grabbed the body and returned to the courtyard.

The courtyard was now deathly silent; there was no one alive. Corpses lay scattered on the ground, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.

Meng Yuan glanced around and then entered the hall, his gaze landing on a tightly closed door in the right corner.

With a flick of his sleeve, a gust of wind blew out, opening the door.

Then, the scene inside came into view.

This is a secret room, filled with smoke and the aroma of incense.

A three-foot-tall statue of a deity is faintly visible.

The statue is in the shape of a skeleton, its body as white as jade, warm and clean. Its two bone hands are forming a lotus mudra, and it sits cross-legged on a white bone lotus platform.

Although it is a skeleton statue, it does not exude any sense of evil, ferocity, malice, or death. Instead, it emanates a compassionate and sacred aura.

However, the more contradictory and eerie it is, the more it gives people an extremely contradictory feeling!

Meng Yuan recognized the statue very well. Apart from being a bit larger, it was almost identical to the white bone Bodhisattva statue he had obtained from the Green Snake Gang in Black Sand City!

Meng Yuan remained calm, as if he had expected this.

However, the Purple Star Sword Pellet transformed into a purple stream of light, swirling around him like a nimble little snake, protecting him.

After confirming that there was no ambush or anything unusual in the room, Meng Yuan stepped inside.

Standing before the statue of the White Bone Bodhisattva, Meng Yuan gazed at the statue with a deep, unfathomable look. "Very good!"

He seemed to have made up his mind. He took out a white bone Bodhisattva statue that was more than a foot tall from his storage bag, then pointed his fingers like a knife and without hesitation cut a wound on his wrist.

Blood flowed out and dripped onto the small white bone Bodhisattva statue.

As the blood splattered on it, the white bone statue was quickly stained red. Then, it suddenly shuddered and, like a sponge absorbing water, rapidly swallowed up all the blood on its surface, returning to its jade-like white color.

At this moment, Meng Yuan realized that there was a mysterious connection between himself and the statue of the White Bone Bodhisattva.

The next moment, Meng Yuan casually tossed the small white bone statue onto the large white bone statue. However, instead of colliding, it silently merged into the large white bone statue and disappeared, which looked quite strange.

The mysterious connection between Meng Yuan and the small White Bone Bodhisattva statue has shifted to this three-foot-tall White Bone statue.