Chapter 194: The Horrifying Flesh
The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect, Wang Tiansheng, was ambushed.
The conspiracy came from one of his closest people!
That was his nephew, his most proud assistant in the past, who helped him deal with many chores that he didn't want to waste time on.
Wang Tiansheng was very low on guard against such a person.
So, when Wang Yiwu took the storage bag, he took it with confidence.
He never thought that this might put him at risk. He had done this countless times before and nothing had gone wrong.
But this time, something unexpected happened.
Wang Tiansheng never expected that something like this would happen.
The first thing he didn't expect was that someone could do something to Wang Yiwu and hide it from him!
This is too unbelievable. If there is a problem with a Foundation Establishment cultivator, a Nascent Soul cultivator should be able to find it easily.
But, I didn’t even notice it!
This is so weird!
The second thing he didn't expect was that there was such a strange fire in the world.
Wang Tiansheng had never seen or heard of this kind of purple flame.
This kind of fire was too terrifying. The moment it touched his body, it started to burn along his body with a momentum to destroy everything.
Although Wang Tiansheng realized the danger of the purple flame at the first moment, he immediately cut off his arm and severed the area on his body that was infected by the purple flame.
But it was useless. As long as there was a spot that was not cut cleanly, the purple flame would immediately spread like a leech, in the blink of an eye!
He had no way of responding effectively and could only watch his body being burned by the flames.
"ah!!!"
A shrill scream came out of Wang Tiansheng's mouth, and a light flashed on his crown, and his Nascent Soul flew out holding a small black flag.
Looking back at his burnt body, Wang Tiansheng's eyes showed a vicious look.
Who is it?
Who would use such vicious means to deal with me?
Wang Tiansheng was furious and was about to roar to the sky, but suddenly he saw the surging purple flame coming towards him.
He was so frightened that his soul left his body. He quickly teleported out of the hall and away from the fire.
"Master!"
"Brother Wang, what's going on?"
"What is this purple flame?"
"Brother Wang, who attacked you?"
…
Cries of surprise were heard one after another, and dozens of beams of light rushed towards this side at the same time, led by two beams of light with extremely powerful momentum.
In the blink of an eye, they landed on the mountain where Wang Tiansheng was. The person leading the way was an old man with a pale face, white hair and beard.
The man next to him was even older, with a skinny body, white hair hanging down to his feet, and an air of decay emanating from his entire body.
It looks like he will pass away soon.
The two people who arrived first were undoubtedly Nascent Soul cultivators, and the old man with white hair and beard was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
After this person reached the top of the mountain, he quickly stretched out his hand and took Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul that had just flown out. A ball of dark demonic energy appeared on his hand and enveloped it.
Wang Tiansheng was startled at first, but then he heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the face of the white-bearded old man.
The strands of dark demonic energy flowed into his Nascent Soul, nourishing him and slightly restoring his depressed look.
The white-bearded old man and the old man who was about to die were shocked when they saw Wang Tiansheng's miserable condition. They looked at the blazing purple flames in the hall in disbelief.
"What kind of fire is this?"
A Jindan cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect who arrived later saw the flames and shouted in surprise.
This person was also a cultivator from the Wang family. He was extremely angry when he saw the fire that caused Wang Tiansheng to lose his body .
He couldn't help but snort coldly, and with a flick of his sleeves, a pitch-black bracelet flew out from his hand.
As soon as the bracelet appeared, it released an astonishing chill that lowered the temperature of the entire mountain by a lot.
This Jindan cultivator seemed to want to use this bracelet to weigh the power of the purple flame.
When the two Nascent Soul cultivators saw this scene, their expressions changed. Instead of trying to stop it, they watched coldly as the bracelet flew towards the flames.
“Whoosh!”
When the bracelet approached the flame, it had already emitted a large cloud of dark mist, which turned into water droplets and fell on the purple flame like rain.
“Sizzle!”
The dark mist turned into raindrops and sprinkled on the purple flame, but not only did it not extinguish the flame at all, it made the purple flame burn even more vigorously.
In an instant, purple flames shot up into the sky and fiercely pounced towards the black bracelet.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, a roar occurred as soon as the purple flame came into contact with the black bracelet surrounded by yin energy.
The pitch-black bracelet was blown off in the blink of an eye and swallowed by the purple flame.
"How is this possible? This is a magic weapon I made using the Yin Sui Demonic Ice!" The Jindan cultivator exclaimed, his face full of disbelief.
When the two Nascent Soul elders of the Ghost Spirit Sect saw the ferocious purple flame, their pupils suddenly shrank.
"What kind of fire is this? It's so fierce. No wonder it burned Junior Brother Wang's body!" said the skinny and decrepit old man in a deep voice.
His voice sounded like a broken bellows, making people frown after hearing it.
"Brother Wang, what is going on?" The cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage frowned and asked Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul in his hand.
"Brother Zhong, I am ashamed to say that I was inexplicably attacked by someone else. Just now..."
Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul, with a grim look on his face, recounted what had just happened.
"When did we, the Ghost Spirit Sect, provoke someone who practices purple flame?" The old man surnamed Zhong and the skinny old man next to him both frowned.
"Who on earth is this person? I have searched through the Yuanying of all the major forces in Tiannan, but I cannot find anyone who matches my identity!"
Everyone in the Ghost Spirit Sect frowned for a moment, feeling angry and afraid.
There is nothing more frightening and hateful than this unknown enemy lurking in the dark.
You have no idea who is on the other side of you, nor do you know when he will attack again.
This time, he can attack Wang Tiansheng, but next time, he might attack other cultivators.
Even Wang Tiansheng has become like this. If this person attacks a Jindan cultivator, who can defend against him?
In the silence, the atmosphere among the high-level monks of the Ghost Spirit Sect became a little weird.
There was a look of fear on everyone's face.
Seeing this scene, the old man surnamed Zhong felt a sinking feeling in his heart and his face became extremely ugly.
Now Soul-Broken Master and Wang Tiangu are not in Ghost Spirit Sect, Ghost Spirit Sect is short of Nascent Soul Stage personnel, and the enemy chose to attack at this time...
Who are they? What forces?
The Righteous Alliance? The Heavenly Alliance? Or those evil sects that want to replace the Ghost Spirit Sect?
Is the attacker targeting only Wang Tiansheng, or the entire Guiling Sect?
All of this is hidden in the fog and cannot be seen clearly.
The old man surnamed Zhong was in a state of confusion and didn't know what choice to make for a moment.
Should I stay at the Ghost Spirit Gate and remain motionless like a mountain, or go out and explore?
Staying in the Ghost Spirit Gate can certainly keep the place safe, but it will also lose the opportunity to obtain intelligence on the enemy.
If he allowed such a terrible enemy to hide in the dark and keep attacking him, he would be unable to sleep or eat.
But if we go out to investigate, it is very likely that this is the enemy's strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain!
"It's only a few dozen miles away, and Senior Brother Song is here to take charge, so nothing should go wrong!" the old man surnamed Zhong thought to himself.
He pondered for a moment, then immediately said coldly: "The man who attacked the head of the sect was a problem in the market. I will go to the market to check it out now. You must guard the sect protection formation and do not let any outsiders in!"
As he spoke, he handed Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul to the old man who looked like he was about to die, and said, "Brother Song, I'll leave the Sect Leader's Nascent Soul to you for protection!"
As he spoke, he looked at the people around him with a dignified gaze and said coldly, "You must immediately find a good body for the master to possess!"
Hearing this, the group of Jindan cultivators surrounding them all felt a chill in their hearts, feeling a little bitter.
A good body definitely requires good qualifications.
Needless to say, the candidate will be chosen from among their disciples. After all, the most qualified people in the entire Ghost Spirit Sect are among them.
But for the sake of the master, such a sacrifice is still necessary. These people sighed in their hearts and then prepared to retreat to look for a disciple suitable for Wang Tiansheng to possess.
At this moment, one of the beautiful women suddenly spoke up: "Uncle Zhong, there might be an ambush in the market!"
Looking back at the girl, the old man surnamed Zhong showed a look of surprise on his face, and after a moment of hesitation, he said:
“Junior Brother Yan’s worries are not without reason. However, if you want to ambush me, you must have the strength to do so!”
With his strength, if someone wants to ambush him, they would need at least three mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, or five or six early-stage cultivators.
Otherwise, he could easily escape.
But if the other party really has this strength, he would just come and kill us directly. Why use this method?
The act of launching a sneak attack itself shows that the attacker is not strong enough, so he uses this method.
Moreover, the market town is only a few dozen miles away from the Ghost Spirit Gate. Wouldn't it be ridiculous to ambush him at such a distance?
As the old man surnamed Zhong spoke, he leaped out and flew towards the market place dozens of miles away.
The Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Song held Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul in his hand and said to the Jindan cultivator surnamed Wang beside him, "Nephew Wang, come with me to escort the headmaster's Nascent Soul to my cave!"
"Yes, Uncle Song!" the Jindan cultivator named Wang said hurriedly.
He followed the Yuanying old man named Song and flew towards the distant mountains step by step.
Behind him, those Jindan cultivators dispersed one after another, some to preside over the Ghost Spirit Sect's protective formation, or returned to their respective caves to prepare to choose a suitable body.
The beautiful woman named Yan stood on the peak of the mountain, watching the old man named Song and the Jindan cultivator named Wang leave with a strange look in her eyes.
When the old man surnamed Song brought Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul to his cave, suddenly, the Nascent Soul between his eyebrows felt a sharp pain and his eyes went dark.
Then, he felt a huge force coming towards him, hitting him heavily and sending his body flying.
At the same time, Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul also flew out.
He hit a mountain hard and the intense pain made him spit out blood.
"The body is ruined!" Such a thought flashed through the old man surnamed Song's mind.
He was already on the verge of death, and now having suffered such a blow, he was afraid that he would not live long.
A sharp and shrill scream sounded!
Wang Tiansheng was originally absorbing the dark demonic energy to nourish his Nascent Soul.
Suddenly, a yellow and skinny figure appeared. He knocked the old man surnamed Song away with one punch, and at the same time, he knocked Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul out of the old man surnamed Song's hand.
Wang Tiansheng realized that the situation was not good. After a shrill howl, he was about to use the teleportation technique to escape, but he saw the skinny man looking at him.
In an instant, he felt an intense pain all over his body, as if two sharp blades were directly cutting into his Nascent Soul.
Everything went dark before my eyes, and when I came to, I saw purple flames rushing towards me.
Wang Tiansheng was so frightened that his soul flew away. He quickly threw away the small black flag in his arms and was about to teleport immediately.
"Bang!"
The purple flame collided with the black flag, and instantly a loud noise was made.
The small black flag was emitting thick dark mist, and its aura was quite terrifying, but it only lasted for about one or two breaths before being burned to ashes.
At this moment, Wang Tiansheng had already teleported out. When he was about to start teleporting for the second time, he suddenly felt a black screen in front of his eyes again and a sharp pain all over his body.
When he woke up, he saw the purple flame had already rushed towards his Nascent Soul.
"ah!!!"
After a shrill scream, Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul was directly burned.
At this time, the old Nascent Soul master from the Ghost Spirit Sect who was blown away by a punch struggled and climbed up from a pile of rocks.
At the same time, the Jindan cultivator named Wang had just used his own magic weapon to attack the person in front of him.
"boom!"
This person didn't even use the magic weapon. He just rushed forward with his physical body and punched the magic weapon.
Something happened that horrified all the people in the Ghost Spirit Sect who saw this scene. The man, with his bare hands, actually smashed the magic weapon into pieces.
At the same time, he flashed and appeared in front of the Jindan cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect. He punched him again, directly blasting the opponent's shield and smashing his body into pieces. He flew backwards and hit a rock, turning into a pool of rotten flesh.
This scene directly frightened those Jindan cultivators who wanted to fly out and besiege this person.
Dare not move at all!
A magic weapon was smashed into pieces with one punch. What kind of perverted body is this?
Who would dare to be an enemy of such a monk?
Suddenly, an angry shout was heard outside the Ghost Spirit Gate. The old man surnamed Zhong who had just left realized that the situation was not good and was already returning.
The big man with a sallow face and skinny body saw this scene, sneered, stamped his feet, and turned into a faint golden light, rushing into the sky.
In the sky, the Ghost Spirit Sect's protective formation, under the control of those Jindan cultivators, was attacking the figure.
A black light curtain appeared, and countless dark yin energy transformed into giant pythons, attacking this person with great momentum.
At the same time, dark chains rose from the ground and attacked the man.
Thick black air was emerging from the air in all directions, and the entire formation was in chaos.
Sharp attacks came from all directions, fast and fierce!
Ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators would not dare to take such an attack head-on and could only dodge when they saw it.
Unless one has a defensive treasure, one will not be able to withstand such a massive attack.
However, the sallow-faced burly man was not afraid at all. He rushed forward directly. A layer of purple flame appeared all over his body. He slammed into the giant pythons fiercely, breaking them apart.
Then, he clapped his hands and slapped a giant python with one slap. In the blink of an eye, he broke through the blockade of dozens of giant pythons.
In just three or two breaths, this person flew to the height of the light curtain and slammed into it hard.
The extremely solid light curtain that a Nascent Soul cultivator could not break in a short period of time was actually burned open by the purple flame, causing the man to fly out.
"What?"
The old man surnamed Zhong flew over and looked at the scene in horror.
The Ghost Spirit Sect has stood for a long time, and the protective formation it has built has never been a simple one.
Even a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul couldn't break through this layer of light curtain so easily.
With the might of the Ghost Spirit Sect's formation, as long as they can stop this person, use the two Nascent Soul cultivators to hold him back, and dozens of Jindan cultivators can attack together to activate the formation, as long as the opponent is not a late-stage great cultivator, they will be able to refine him within the formation.
And now, he actually let the other party escape so easily.
The old man surnamed Zhong was about to chase after him, but when he thought of the magical powers the other party had just displayed, he felt a chill on his back and stopped abruptly.
He immediately returned to the formation, rushed to the old man surnamed Song, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Song, who is this person? Do you recognize him?"
The old man surnamed Song shook his head bitterly and said, "This person's methods are extraordinary. His spiritual consciousness is incredibly powerful and he is good at spiritual consciousness attack methods. At the same time, his physical body is also incredibly strong. With one punch, he broke my shield and destroyed my physical body!"
"Senior Brother Song?!" When the old man surnamed Zhong heard this, a look of sadness suddenly appeared on his face.
"There's no need to do that. I don't have much time left. I was planning to self-destruct to stop this man, but I didn't expect him to be so cunning and run away directly!" The old man surnamed Song said helplessly.
His body was broken and he was leaning against a rock, gasping for breath.
"well!"
When the old man surnamed Zhong heard this, he sighed heavily. In just one day, the Ghost Spirit Sect first lost its leader, and then another Nascent Soul passed away.
With such a loss, the strength of the Ghost Spirit Sect has been greatly reduced, and there will definitely be more troubles in the future!
"Who is this person? When did our Guiling Sect offend such a troublesome person?" said the old man surnamed Zhong with an extremely grim expression.
"I have never seen this person's face before. Judging from his strength, he doesn't look like a cultivator who has just achieved the Nascent Soul stage. I think he must have come here in disguise!" said the old man surnamed Song.
"What kind of disguise can hide from our eyes?" said the old man surnamed Zhong with a frown.
There are very few disguise spells in this world that can hide from the eyes of Nascent Soul cultivators. They can see through ordinary disguise spells at a glance.
"The world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders. There are so many secret techniques that can change one's appearance. However, this person's physical strength is really extraordinary. He is also good at that kind of purple flame. I have searched all over the south, but I can't think of where such a person can be found!" said the old man surnamed Song.
"In that case, you are probably not from Tiannan, otherwise you and I should know each other!"
"After thinking about it, I think only the people on the Mulan Grassland can have such a strange secret technique!"
"But why did the Mulan people come to Tiannan to attack our Guiling Sect?" asked the old man surnamed Zhong in confusion.
Although under the pressure of the Nine-Nation Alliance, the Demonic Path also helped the Nine-Nation Alliance fight against the Mulan people.
But no matter how you look at it, the feud between the Guiling Sect and the Mulan people cannot be compared with the Nine-Nation Alliance.
Even if the Mulan people wanted to take revenge, they should seek revenge from the monks of the Nine-Nation Alliance.
It is unacceptable to travel thousands of miles to the core area of Tiannan to pick a fight with the Guiling Sect.
"In my opinion, this person is here to seek personal revenge, not to have a grudge against the entire Ghost Spirit Sect!"
"I guess the Wang family must have offended someone they shouldn't have offended, which is why they suffered such a disaster!" said the old man surnamed Song in a weak voice.
"In that case, isn't Fellow Daoist Tiangu outside also in danger?" said the old man surnamed Zhong with a changed expression.
"Now, the sect is short of power and in troubled times. We must call them back!" said the old man surnamed Song.
The old man surnamed Zhong looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh. He then glanced to the side and suddenly saw the woman still standing on the head sect mountain.
There was a hint of surprise in her eyes. This woman had seen the fierce battle just now, but she didn't run away?
Her face was pale, with some horror in her eyes, but she was tightly holding a magic weapon in her hand, as if she was ready to take action at any time.
Thinking that this person was a cultivator with natural spiritual roots and might be the future pillar of the Ghost Spirit Sect, the old man surnamed Zhong couldn't help but show a little more respect in his eyes.
With such courage, she is worth cultivating. Perhaps she is the next Nascent Soul cultivator of the Ghost Spirit Sect!
"Junior Brother Yan, please send Elder Song back to the cave to rest!" said the old man surnamed Zhong to the beautiful woman.
The woman was stunned when she heard this, and immediately bowed and said, "Ruyan knows!"
As he spoke, he flew over and helped the old man, whose body was already broken, back to the cave.
"Perhaps we have to call Brother Yun back. Otherwise, the Ghost Spirit Sect will have a hard time controlling the situation in the future after losing two Nascent Soul Elders in a short period of time!" the old man surnamed Zhong thought to himself.
Thinking of the methods used by the enemy that appeared today, he felt a little horrified.
He still couldn't figure out how the other party was able to hide in the dark without being discovered by them.
Looking back at the head sect leader's mountain, the purple flame burning there had disappeared.
This made the old man surnamed Zhong, who wanted to study the purple flame carefully, feel a little regretful.
"I don't know whether the appearance of such a person is a blessing or a curse. I'm afraid that even the cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul are no match for him. Only the great cultivators in the late stage can control him!" The old man surnamed Zhong thought while looking up at the sky, his eyes filled with melancholy for a moment.
