txolops Chapter 116: Solving One Person
Chapter 116: Solving One Person
Chapter 116 Resolving the Three-Person Situation
"roar--!"
The black tortoise roared furiously, its sound waves causing the surrounding air to buzz and the ground to suddenly crack open, with countless rocks and soil rising from the ground.
These soil and rocks swirled and converged rapidly in the air, transforming into four earthen pythons, each tens of feet long, which, carrying a cloud of dust, lunged fiercely at the pointed-face cultivator.
This technique is precisely its increasingly refined earth manipulation ability.
Since advancing to the fifth level of demon beast, the Xuan Turtle's control over the power of earth has become increasingly refined. It is no longer limited to the crude methods of condensing earth spikes and earth prisons. With every move, it has the power to move mountains and fill seas.
The blue-robed cultivator was terrified upon seeing this and desperately tried to escape by activating his escape light, but he was entangled by the four earth pythons.
Although his magic weapon could destroy the earth python, it was restored to its original state with a flash of yellow light and a surge of earth elemental power. His attack on the thick shell of the black tortoise was like a stone sinking into the sea, leaving not even a trace of white mark.
Caught between a rock and a hard place, a deep sense of despair welled up inside me, and I was so depressed that I almost felt like I was going to vomit blood.
Just as the Xuan Turtle and the blue-robed cultivator were locked in a fierce battle, the pointed-face cultivator on the other side was already in dire straits, seeing that he was tightly entangled and had no hope of escaping.
Luo Ming did not kill him. At this moment, the opponent was firmly trapped by the demon soul array set up by the Thousand Demon Banner. He only needed to slowly wear down the opponent's magic power. After all, this was the physical body of a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, which was an excellent material for refining corpse puppets. He could not bear to destroy it easily.
"You want to turn me into a corpse puppet?"
The sharp-faced cultivator exerted all his strength to control the bronze short spear, piercing through a demonic soul that pounced on him. Looking at Luo Ming's indifferent eyes, he roared in shock and anger.
He realized that although Luo Ming had him trapped, he was toying with him like a cat playing with a mouse. Thinking of the fate of the fourth brother, a chilling premonition suddenly rose in his heart.
"That's not necessarily true." Luo Ming said calmly and indifferently, "If you are willing to hand over a portion of your primordial spirit power for my use, it's not impossible to spare your life."
"Hmph! Falling into the hands of a demonic cultivator like you is worse than death; I'd rather fight to the death! I will never let you succeed!"
The pointed-faced cultivator knew he had nowhere to escape, and now he finally understood the despair Su Yan had felt earlier—a suffocating feeling of having nowhere to go, nowhere to go, and no struggle seemed futile.
"Ah! Let's die together!"
He roared and rapidly formed a self-destruction incantation with both hands. His aura surged violently, and the terrifying shockwave of his shattered golden core spread out instantly. Then, he charged headlong towards Luo Ming's location without fear of death.
Oh no! This person is about to self-destruct his golden core!
Luo Ming's pupils contracted sharply as he instantly saw through the opponent's intention. He immediately shouted in a low voice, commanding a large number of high-level demon souls in the formation to swarm forward and block this fatal blow.
A flash of yellow light appeared around him, revealing a thick defensive shield—the Xuan Gang Shield.
"boom--!"
The self-destruction of a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator's Golden Core was so powerful that even a late-stage Core Formation cultivator would have to stay far away. The few high-level demon souls clad in black armor were shielded from the explosion and instantly blasted into a sky full of black mist by the violent shockwave.
Although the demon soul can be reshaped as long as the foundation of the Thousand Demon Banner is not destroyed, its origin has been greatly damaged. It will take at least several years of nurturing to restore it to its original state.
Luo Ming gripped the Thousand Demon Banner, whose spiritual power had dimmed somewhat, his face grim, inwardly annoyed.
He was just too greedy!
If you cannot defeat your enemy in one move in the future, you should fight a quick battle and kill him rather than give him another chance to self-destruct.
This self-destruction not only destroyed the opponent's golden core, but also detonated their natal magic weapon.
Apart from the ancient bronze short spear, which was only damaged in spirit and barely preserved, the storage bag and its contents were completely reduced to ashes, which made Luo Ming's heart ache and he gasp.
He flicked his finger, and a beam of light flew out, collecting the storage bag, magic weapon, flying sword, and bronze short spear left behind by the brocade-clad cultivator on the ground.
"Although this spear's spirituality is damaged, its essence remains intact. With half a year of nurturing by alchemical fire, it should be able to restore its peak power."
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Luo Ming stroked the tip of the bronze short spear, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
The short spear's ability to break through formations, apart from being slightly slower, is comparable to the Golden Wind Cone Talisman Treasure, making it a perfect tool for use.
As for the fire-attribute flying sword, since it had been refined by its original owner for a long time, it was not very compatible with Luo Ming's spiritual power. Even if he held it in his hand, he could hardly exert half of its power. He had no choice but to put it into his storage bag for the time being and deal with it later.
Just then, the Xuan Turtle had finished off the blue-robed cultivator and was slowly returning with a storage bag in its mouth. The blue-robed cultivator's corpse had already been swallowed into its belly as a meal, leaving not even a trace behind.
"In this battle, we made too many oversights. Feeling that our strength had greatly improved, we became somewhat arrogant and complacent, not realizing that while we were scheming against others, they were also scheming against us in secret. In the future, we must be more cautious in our actions."
Luo Ming inwardly blamed himself and was preparing to clean up the mess and leave when his divine sense suddenly swept over the back of the boulder not far away. He spoke in an icy tone, "So it was you who led those three here. I've helped you resolve the trouble; shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Just now, he slightly moved his divine sense and vaguely sensed a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy. After investigating with all his might, he discovered that there was actually a Core Formation cultivator hiding here.
Seeing the other person's unstable breathing, Luo Ming couldn't help but wonder how this person had managed to get here and hide their tracks undetected.
"Oh no! The Wind Spirit Stone's spiritual energy is exhausted!"
Su Yan was terrified when he realized his tracks had been exposed.
He had seen Luo Ming's methods clearly; the techniques of manipulating demonic souls and refining physical bodies were clearly the unique supernatural abilities of demonic cultivators.
He dared not hesitate for a moment, and immediately activated the little bit of magic power that had just been restored in his body, transforming it into a streak of azure light, and rushed away into the distance with all his might, secretly praying that Luo Ming had just experienced a great battle and was not in a good mood, so he would not waste his energy chasing after him.
"They run pretty fast."
Luo Ming watched the fleeing figure and sneered inwardly, "If it were any other day, I might have let you get away, but alas—"
Before he finished speaking, he quickly formed hand seals, and layers of mysterious yellow energy instantly surrounded his body. With a flicker, he disappeared from the spot. This was because he had borrowed the earth-escape technique of the Xuan Turtle, making his speed several times faster than ordinary flight.
Su Yan glanced back as he sped along, and seeing no pursuers behind him, he felt a sense of relief. He thought to himself that the demonic cultivator was indeed not skilled in flying techniques, and that he had managed to escape by sheer luck this time.
He had already made up his mind to find a remote, deserted island to live in seclusion for decades, and then make further plans once the storm had passed.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a playful laugh suddenly came from ahead: "Fellow Daoist, your speed seems a bit slow!"
Before he could finish speaking, Luo Ming's figure had already appeared in front of him. With a wave of his hand, the Thousand Demon Banner suddenly swelled to tens of feet high, and billowing black energy poured down like ink, instantly engulfing Su Yan, who had no time to react.
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