txolops Chapter 22 Using the Demon Corpse as Bait
Chapter 22 Using the Demon Corpse as Bait
The deeper you go, the more fierce the wind becomes, no longer a simple howl, but a sharp whistling sound that pierces your eardrums. The stone walls are covered with messy, bottomless ravines carved by the wind blades.
Huang Chen circulated the Ancient Body Tempering Scripture, his qi and blood surging within his body, and a faint blood-red sheen appeared on his skin. A gust of wind swept past, producing a metallic scraping sound that made one's teeth ache.
This is only the outer perimeter. The reason why the Gale Gorge is so feared by rogue cultivators is because of the "bone-corroding gale" at its bottom.
After descending for about half an hour, the surrounding temperature plummeted. The wind had turned bluish-black, and tiny, visible wind blades darted erratically through the air.
Huang Chen landed on a protruding boulder, reached into his robes, and pulled out a dusty gray bead—a damaged, acquired spiritual treasure called the Wind-Stabilizing Bead.
Although its surface is covered with cracks and appears broken, it is a life-saving treasure in this environment.
With a hum, the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl emitted a soft, earthy-yellow light. The light spread, creating a three-zhang-wide area of absolute safety amidst the raging, dark blue-green gale.
Time was of the essence; the traps had to be set before dawn.
The system directly released the corpse of the Black Scale Demon King from its storage space. Although the demon core had been removed, the physical body still exuded a terrifying aura.
The hard, black scales were covered with deadly wounds and dried, dark red blood.
Next, Huang Chen took out a jade bottle containing the essence blood of the black scales.
He carefully dripped a few drops of his semen onto the fresh wound.
The rich, pungent smell of blood, mixed with the distinctive stench of a great demon, instantly filled the air.
To make the scene more realistic, Huang Chen spent his karma to exchange for several more battle flags.
The battle flags were driven into the ground in specific directions, and the hands quickly formed hand seals.
The formation was activated, and a thin layer of mist rose up, partially obscuring the remains of the demon king.
From the outside, it looks like a rare and powerful demon that has just survived a fierce battle and is now hiding at the bottom of the Gale Canyon, barely clinging to life.
After doing all this, Huang Chen activated the Concealing Breath Technique.
He blended into the black rock wall behind him, and even his heartbeat and breathing were reduced to a minimum.
The long wait began.
The next day at noon.
The sky above Gale Gorge remained overcast, but through the thick clouds, a faint sliver of pale sunlight could be seen.
The gale at the bottom of the canyon seemed slightly milder than at night. In mid-air, three sword lights slashed through the wind and hovered above the outer edge of the canyon.
Leading the group was Chu Yunfei, who was no longer dressed as a noble young master but had changed into a brand-new cloud-patterned robe, with a crystal-clear jade pendant hanging at his waist. The jade pendant emitted an invisible light shield, blocking all the incoming gale winds three feet away.
Two elderly men in grey robes followed behind him. Their faces were withered, but their eyes were as sharp as eagles.
These are the protectors assigned to him by the Xuantian Sect, all of whom are at the late Golden Core stage.
"Young master, the Gale Gorge is ravaged by gales all year round, and even ordinary demonic beasts are unwilling to approach it. What are you doing here?"
The gray-robed old man on the left frowned slightly, warily surveying the bottomless canyon below.
Chu Yunfei toyed with the Wind Wolf Demon Core he had forcibly bought last night and chuckled.
"Old Sun, what do you know? The more treacherous the place, the more likely it is to produce rare and precious treasures."
"Besides, I observed the celestial phenomena last night, and there seemed to be some unusual activity at the bottom of this canyon." He casually made up a reason.
Actually, I was just bored at home and wanted to try my luck outside.
Just then, a gust of wind swept up from the bottom of the valley.
A very faint smell of blood lingered in the air.
The two guardians' expressions changed simultaneously.
Old Sun suddenly sniffed, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.
"Such a dense demonic aura! This aura... it's at least that of a demon king in the Core Formation stage!"
Chu Yunfei's eyes lit up, and he quickly put away the Wind Wolf Demon Core.
"Demon King? Are you sure?"
"There's no mistake," Elder Li on the right said in a deep voice. "Moreover, this aura is intermittent and carries a deathly aura. This demon king is severely injured!"
Chu Yunfei's breathing became rapid.
A severely wounded and dying demon king, and a demon king-level demon core, are enough for him to gain the qualification to enter the sect's secret realm once.
"Let's go! Let's go down and take a look!" Chu Yunfei urged his flying sword without hesitation and was about to rush down.
"Young master, wait!" Old Master Sun grabbed his sleeve, his face grave.
"The bone-corroding gales at the bottom of the Gale Gorge are no ordinary thing. Even with protective magic treasures, it is extremely dangerous to force one to sneak in."
Moreover, the demonic beast's final, desperate attack was incredibly powerful...
"What are you afraid of!" Chu Yunfei flung away Old Sun's hand, his face full of displeasure.
"I possess the 'Primordial Chaos Shield' bestowed upon me by my grandfather. What can mere gale force do to me? Besides, aren't you two here?"
"But……"
"Shut up! Can you afford to miss out on this demon king?"
"Chu Yunfei interrupted sharply, his eyes filled with malice.
"Outside these Hundred Thousand Mountains, is there anyone who would dare to plot against the people of my Xuantian Sect?"
The two guardians exchanged a glance and sighed helplessly. This young master was used to running rampant in the sect and wouldn't listen to any advice.
"Since you insist on going down, young master, then we two old men will lead the way." Old Sun gritted his teeth, patted his storage bag, and summoned a bronze shield.
The shield swelled in the wind, growing to a size of ten feet, and stood in front of the three people.
Chu Yunfei snorted coldly and crushed a high-level wind-controlling talisman.
The three of them, shielded by protective gear, slowly descended into the depths of the canyon.
The further down you go, the stronger the gale becomes.
The bronze shield emitted a series of teeth-grinding cutting sounds, and sparks flew everywhere.
Elder Sun and Elder Li's faces grew paler and paler, and their spiritual energy was being depleted like flowing water.
Chu Yunfei, however, remained oblivious, his gaze fixed intently on the area below. The aura of the demon king drew ever closer, and the stench of blood grew stronger.
"It's right ahead!" Chu Yunfei pointed to a platform shrouded in mist below, his voice trembling with excitement.
The three passed through the last gust of wind and landed on the platform.
The sight before them made them gasp in shock.
A massive, black-scaled beast lay in a pool of blood. Its black scales were rolled up, and dark red blood was still seeping from its deep, bone-revealing wounds.
The oppressive aura belonging to a Core Formation stage demon king, though faint, was undeniably present.
"The Black Scale Demon King!" Old Li exclaimed in surprise.
"How could a local tyrant on the edge of the Ten Thousand Mountains die here?"
"Who cares how it died, it's mine now!" Chu Yunfei laughed wildly, his eyes filled with greed.
He removed his protective aura and strode toward the demon king's corpse.
"Young master, be careful, this might be a trap!"
Old Sun instinctively sensed something was wrong. This place was too quiet; the surrounding gale seemed to be isolated by some force, forming a strange vacuum.
Chu Yunfei wouldn't listen to a word. He drew a gleaming magic sword, ready to slice open the demon king's head and extract its demon core.
Ten steps.
Five steps.
Three steps.
In the shadows, Huang Chen pressed himself against the cold rock wall, his blood and qi surging wildly within his body.
Chu Yunfei walked up to the head of the Black Scale Demon King and raised the magic sword in his hand.
The two guardians were also completely drawn to the demon king's corpse.