Chapter 313: Battle Against the Daoist Cultivator (Please Subscribe)
Chapter 313: Battle Against the Daoist Cultivator (Please Subscribe)
"This is. . ."
"The unique spiritual energy vortex that appears when a Foundation Establishment cultivator breaks through a major realm. . ."
"Quick. . . hurry and report to the Temple!"
Outside the dilapidated residence, a group of ordinary Daoists stared at the compasses in their hands, their faces paling in alarm at the sight within the abandoned house.
Cultivators usually didn't cause such a stir when absorbing spiritual energy for their daily practice.
But breaking through a major realm was different.
A Foundation Establishment cultivator only affected this small area, but when a Core Formation cultivator broke through, their aura would be clearly visible for dozens of miles around.
As for the celestial phenomena accompanying a Nascent Soul breakthrough, it was said to impact an area of a hundred miles. . .
Before long, two streaks of light descended, revealing a goatee-bearded Daoist and a female Daoist nun.
"Indeed, a Daoist is breaking through. . ."
The goatee-bearded Daoist looked at the nun beside him: "Junior Sister, what do you think? Is this person related to the vanished Senior Brother Hua Ying?"
"How would I know that? But the Ancestor was furious before, ordering us to enforce a city-wide lockdown. For this person to be hidden here, the Skinless Temple demands an explanation."
The nun replied coldly, her face like ice.
With a flash, the two figures entered the dilapidated residence.
Immediately, they saw a handsome young man sitting in a pavilion, pouring and drinking wine by himself.
"May I ask who you are, Daoist friend? Are you the protector for the Daoist who is currently breaking through?"
The goatee-bearded Daoist couldn't discern the handsome young man's depth, and he couldn't help but ask with great apprehension, his tone quite polite.
"Protector? You could say that. . ."
Fang Xi toyed with his wine cup: "People from the Skinless Temple? Withdraw. . ."
"You. . ."
A flush of anger flickered across the nun's face, a bitter feeling rising in her heart: 'Our Temple's Ancestor hasn't even ascended yet. . . yet these foreign Daoists are already walking all over us, it's absolutely infuriating! '
"Still not leaving?"
Fang Xi scoffed, and a terrifying surge of spiritual power descended, causing the goatee-bearded Daoist and the nun to change expressions drastically and retreat several steps.
"We did not know a Perfected One had descended. Please forgive us, Perfected One. . ."
The two exchanged glances, then immediately knelt, cursing the person who had sent them to investigate seventeen or eighteen times in their hearts.
If they had known there was a Perfected One here, not even eight times their courage would have dared them to come!
"Oh?"
Just then, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged, frantically pouring into a certain room.
Fang Xi swept his divine consciousness over it and immediately smiled: "Breakthrough successful? Perfect. . . all matters shall be resolved today."
"Resolved? Resolved what?"
As a thought had just formed in the goatee-bearded Daoist's mind, his chest was pierced by an arm.
The one who struck was none other than that Perfected One!
"I. . ."
A bitter smile appeared at his lips. He was about to use his 'Shadow Skin Art', for cultivators practicing this art were supposed to have no vital points.
Alas. . .
Flames roared!
Before the goatee-bearded cultivator could even cast his spell, a burst of pale corpse fire incinerated him into ashes.
The female cultivator beside him, terrified, swayed and transformed into dozens of shadow skins, scattering in all directions.
"Hmph!"
Seeing this, Fang Xi merely snorted coldly. All the numerous shadow skins in the void clutched their heads, falling to the ground and wailing in agony.
The door creaked open, and Yu Hua stepped out, his body brimming with Foundation Establishment-level spiritual power, his face filled with joy. Seeing Fang Xi, he solemnly bowed again: "This one has no means to repay the Perfected One's grace in helping me achieve the Dao. . ."
"You're quite fortunate. Having just broken through to Foundation Establishment, someone else came knocking. This woman is yours."
Fang Xi laughed heartily, his figure abruptly shooting into the sky.
Without any concealment, his Core Formation-level spiritual power diffused wantonly, even making the entire city seem to tremble under his oppressive might.
"It's a Perfected One!"
"That foreign Daoist Master. . . actually made a move?"
"Why would he do this? The Skinless Temple Master hasn't even passed away yet. . ."
Several secretive divine senses intersected throughout the city, all utterly bewildered. Meanwhile, the mortals only saw a dark streak of light shoot into the sky, heading straight for the Skinless Temple!
"Skinless Temple Master. . . come out!"
Fang Xi stood suspended in mid-air, hands clasped behind his back. If not for the faint demonic aura around him, he would have truly appeared as a righteous figure.
Below, the Skinless Temple was already in chaos.
"It's a Perfected One. . . why would a Perfected One descend?"
"Haven't they already reached an agreement with us. . . that Daoist Masters are not to interfere?"
The Daoists panicked, ultimately turning their gazes to the deepest part of the Daoist temple.
There, a bloody light suddenly rose, dyeing half the sky red with its crimson glow, like a sea of blood. Within the sea of blood, a gaunt, high-cheekboned old man emerged, his body overflowing with bloody light and Core Formation-level spiritual power.
"This Daoist Master is quite unfamiliar. May I ask from which sect you hail?"
The Skinless Temple Master asked in a deep voice, a decaying aura emanating from him.
"This Daoist, Mu Zhenren, wishes to borrow an item from the Temple Master. I hope you will agree."
Fang Xi laughed heartily.
Having thoroughly understood the strength of this city, he naturally acted without fear.
"Oh? What item might that be? " The Skinless Temple Master's face had already darkened.
"Naturally, it's your 'Boundless Sea of Blood Pill'!"
Fang Xi's expression suddenly turned cold as he roared: "Skinless Temple Master. . . you have committed endless slaughter to cultivate this pill! Today, this Venerable will slay demons and defend the Dao!"
"Mu Zhenren. . . you go too far!"
The Skinless Temple Master was so furious he almost burst into smoke from his seven orifices.
If he wanted his Golden Core, he should just say so. What was this talk of slaying demons and defending the Dao?
Did righteousness even exist among the Daoist sects in this world?
With a wave of his hand, a crimson spiritual light spread out like a sea of blood, engulfing Fang Xi.
And within the spiritual light, hideous, thick pythons faintly appeared, their heads adorned with poisonous horns, opening their gaping maw to bite at Fang Xi!
"Go!"
Fang Xi opened his mouth and spat out a pale spiritual light.
Within the spiritual light, a small bone sword was clearly visible!
This small sword grew against the wind, transforming into a giant sword dozens of feet long, fiercely cleaving down upon the colossal python.
Thud! Thud!
A huge serpent head fell, then exploded in mid-air, transforming into a bloody skin that floated down towards the Daoist temple.
Some of the Daoists in the temple were swept away by a demonic wind and fled, while others' eyes gleamed as they rushed to snatch the serpent skin, as if it were some divine elixir.
"Ah. . . a bone sword. . . are you from the White Bone Temple? !"
The Skinless Temple Master exclaimed in alarm upon seeing the pale bone sword, then furrowed his brows: "No. . . it's not formed by the 'Boneless Art', but a real object. . ."
'Do the Core Formation Perfected Ones in this Red Sun Realm not even bother to refine magical treasures? '
Fang Xi watched this scene, internally complaining.
This external avatar was a demonic corpse body, utterly incapable of cultivating any righteous techniques. So, Fang Xi had temporarily made do with the 'Five Extremes Primordial Demon Art', and also handed over the small bone sword, the Three Yin White Bone Banner, and other magical treasures obtained from annihilating that mid-stage Core Formation ghost cultivator last time, along with several demonic banners seized from demonic disciples, for the external avatar to refine for self-defense.
Now, this small bone sword, merely the lowest-grade magical treasure on him, had unexpectedly startled the Skinless Temple Master.
But Fang Xi wasn't going to be polite with him.
This person had committed endless slaughter to achieve his Golden Core, so whatever he did to him was not unfair.
He formed hand seals, and streaks of demonic light appeared, coiling around the bone sword. He then opened his mouth and spewed out pale corpse fire, which clung to the colossal bone sword. He pointed a cold finger at the Skinless Temple Master and uttered: "Slash!"
The pale greatsword, burning with corpse fire, instantly fell, tearing apart the giant pythons. The pale corpse fire relentlessly scorched the crimson spiritual light, causing it to continually transform into black mist, evaporating completely and revealing the Skinless Temple Master behind it, upon whom the sword descended with devastating force!
"You. . . go too far!"
The Skinless Temple Master's body trembled, and a cloak appeared, with a human skin sewn onto it.
This human skin was entirely crystalline, and upon it seemed to be countless ant-sized characters, collectively forming a grotesque and bloody pattern.
The massive cloak was propped up, like a shield, blocking the colossal bone sword.
No matter how sharp the bone sword's edge, it simply could not cleave through it!
Moreover, with a cold laugh from the Skinless Temple Master, the cloak swirled, completely enveloping the small bone sword.
Suddenly, Fang Xi even felt his mental connection with the sword weaken.
"No matter your origin. . . dare to bully this old Daoist in his twilight, and you shall pay for your sins with your own Golden Core!"
Upon seeing that he had suppressed the opponent's 'most powerful' technique, a smug smile involuntarily appeared on the Skinless Temple Master's face. He quickly formed hand seals, releasing wave after wave of crimson spiritual light.
Within the spiritual light, human skins converged, forming two towering demonic figures.
These two demonic figures had red hair and fangs, and on their backs were strange, beautiful female tattoos. They were the 'Painted Skin Demons' nurtured by the Skinless Temple Master!
These types of demons were not only adept at various divine abilities and transformations, but also possessed many sinister and poisonous spells, capable of causing great trouble even for early-stage Core Formation cultivators.
The two Painted Skin Demons cackled eerily, then vanished with a flash of spiritual light.
Rip!
Behind Fang Xi, a Painted Skin Demon quietly materialized, its large hand open, sharp claws with long, keen nails fiercely grasping towards Fang Xi's back, as if intending to rip out his heart.
The next moment.
The demonic claw tore Fang Xi's clothes on his back, but could not advance an inch further, as if it had encountered an impenetrable copper wall.
It was indeed a copper wall!
The Saint Son's physical body was originally comparable to a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, and having cultivated a certain divine ability and Dharma Aspect, he could even receive magical treasures bare-handed without any issue.
This was Fang Xi's proudest achievement!
"Are you trying to tickle me?"
He turned around, a faint smile on his face, then suddenly brought his five fingers together and threw a punch forward!
Behind him, a tall demonic shadow appeared, a thick, dark, enormous arm following suit, mirroring the same action.
Boom!
The massive fist struck, and a burst of dark light erupted in the void.
When the light dissipated, the Painted Skin Demon had vanished without a trace!
Across from him, the Skinless Temple Master violently spat out a mouthful of vital blood, his hair turning completely white, seemingly suffering a severe backlash and heavy injuries!
"Who exactly are you? !"
He roared, and the Painted Skin Demon beside him leaped out, actually tearing open his back and drilling into his body.
This Core Formation Temple Master seemed to be nothing more than a human skin himself!
And after being worn by the Painted Skin Demon, he instantly transformed, becoming an even larger, blood-skinned monster, with two even more hideous arms growing from his armpits, emitting a terrifying aura far surpassing his previous one!
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