CHAPTER 127: CHAPTER 125: PROFOUND SUN THUNDER-ATTRACTING SWORD

Rumble—

Thunder light blazed across the sky, its fierce brightness visible from thousands of miles away.

Outside the desolate oasis, Zhouyang watched the fierce thunder light with a numb expression on his face.

It had already been three days since "Cyan Yang Daoist" and the others entered the oasis, and in those three days, the fierce thunder light had never ceased.

When he first saw the thunder light illuminating the sky, he was, of course, shocked beyond measure, but after seeing it so often, he became numb to it.

After all, Golden Core Stage cultivators are truly impressive!

"I don’t know when this battle will end. Judging by the looks of it, Elder Cao’s side should be close to victory, right? That ghostly wailing hasn’t been heard for half a day now!"

Zhouyang gazed at the distant, imposing battlefield, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

He naturally wasn’t worried about Cao Wenjin and the other two Golden Core Stage cultivators but was worried for himself.

Until now, he still didn’t understand why "Cyan Yang Daoist" insisted on bringing a Foundation Establishment cultivator like himself to witness this great battle.

This unknown was the most terrifying, and for this reason, he hadn’t slept for three days and nights.

Of course, this was not the only reason he couldn’t sleep. Initially, he couldn’t sleep because of the piercing ghostly wailing that echoed throughout the entire oasis.

The words of Cao Wenjin earlier, he had heard clearly, and he had read related records in books about the "Land of Resentful Spirits."

According to what Zhouyang knew, the so-called "Land of Resentful Spirits" was actually a human ghost domain that easily bred ghost creatures. Ordinary people entering such a place would die within a day as the resentful qi corroded their bodies, and even cultivators with magical power protection would need to constantly consume magical power to resist the invasion of the resentful qi in such a place.

Moreover, in such a place, a cultivator’s magical power diminishes without replenishment, unable to absorb any spiritual qi from the outside, while ghosts and demonic cultivators who rely on the resentful qi can thrive there. Not only do they recover magical power rapidly, but the power of various magical techniques also significantly increases.

Blood Nether chose to fight Cao Wenjin and the others in such a "Land of Resentful Spirits" to leverage the terrain’s advantage to weaken the opponent’s strength. The piercing ghostly wailing Zhouyang heard earlier must have been his doing.

It’s just that, coming from the Profound Sun Immortal Sect, to which "Cyan Yang Daoist" belonged, their cultivation techniques and divine techniques most thoroughly restrained all kinds of yin soul ghosts. In addition, with two Mid-Stage Golden Core cultivators, Cao Wenjin and "Golden Light Ascendant," assisting from the side, even with the advantage of the terrain, Blood Nether could not be a match for the three united. This reflects the saying, "Geographical advantage pales compared to human unity."

So even though he couldn’t clearly see the specifics of the battle over there due to the distance, Zhouyang, by observing the changes in the celestial environment, could basically judge which side held the advantage.

But the stronger his inference became, the more intense his worry grew. As they say, a cornered beast will still fight. What methods a Golden Core Stage cultivator might unleash before dying, no one knows, but it would surely be an earth-shattering blow!

Indeed, that was the case.

At the heart of the battlefield, Cao Wenjin and "Golden Light Ascendant," seeing victory draw near, instead of pressing the attack, withdrew several portions of their offensive power for defense, preparing for Blood Nether’s counter-attack of desperation.

Only "Cyan Yang Daoist" maintained his relentless assault, continuously summoning Supreme Yang Celestial Thunder with the Profound Sun Immortal Sect’s secret demon-exterminating divine technique, the "Profound Sun Thunder-Attracting Technique," to bombard Blood Nether.

"Elder Qingyang, are you really forcing me to go down with you? Believe it or not, I’ll self-destruct my Golden Core to drag you down with me!"

Amid the thunder-filled sky, Blood Nether, with a blood-colored Treasure Pearl above his head, clad in blood-colored battle armor, with disheveled hair, was stubbornly resisting wave after wave of celestial thunder strikes, looking utterly bedraggled.

And the moment he mentioned "self-destruct Golden Core," Cao Wenjin and "Golden Light Ascendant" immediately withdrew a substantial distance, like startled rabbits.

The ultimate trump card of Golden Core Stage cultivators is forever this one thing: self-destructing the Golden Core!

An early-stage Golden Core cultivator self-destructing could critically wound a late-stage Golden Core cultivator if caught off guard, and a Ninth-Layer Golden Core cultivator like Blood Nether self-destructing could even injure a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.

So even the aggressive "Cyan Yang Daoist" paused slightly upon hearing Blood Nether’s words, a flicker of apprehension flashing in his eyes.

Though he wanted to kill Blood Nether to avenge his beloved disciple and fulfill his Dao Heart, it didn’t mean he was willing to perish together with Blood Nether.

Seeing this, Blood Nether couldn’t help but laugh heartily, saying, "Hahaha, those smelly Taoists from the Profound Sun Immortal Sect are indeed a bunch of hypocrites. You’re the ones who have ’Demon Extermination and Dao Protection’ on your lips daily, yelling the loudest, yet why do you cower the moment I mention self-destructing the Golden Core?"

Hearing Blood Nether’s taunting ridicule, even with "Cyan Yang Daoist’s" good temperament, he couldn’t maintain his composure. His face darkened, and he huffed coldly, "Hmph, even when death is at hand, you dare to boast. Today, this elder will act on behalf of Heaven and take you, this demon, down!"

Before his snort faded, he suddenly shook his sleeve and released a vermilion red Peach Wood Ancient Sword.

The vermilion red peach wood ancient sword was less than three feet long and no wider than three fingers. Both sides of the blade had unique golden and silver runes shimmering on them, and the hilt was embedded with a purple treasure pearl the size of a dragon’s eye.

Upon seeing this vermilion red peach wood ancient sword, Blood Nether’s smile froze, his face changed dramatically, and he couldn’t help but exclaim in shock: "Profound Sun Thunder-Attracting Sword!"

His voice was filled with fear and panic, and his face revealed unabashed alarm.

He stared in panic at the vermilion red peach wood ancient sword, angrily cursing: "Damn bastard, shameless old thing, you despicable Daoists are truly shameless! Such a sect inheritance treasure is given to a Golden Core Stage cultivator to use, shameful!"

It was no wonder he reacted this way. One must understand that the vermilion red peach wood ancient sword brought out by Cyan Yang Daoist was no ordinary magical artifact. It was one of the inheritance treasures of the Profound Sun Immortal Sect. After being refined and empowered by the sect’s Nascent Soul Stage cultivators over tens of thousands of years and several generations, its power was beyond ordinary artifact rank measurement.

Such a sect inheritance treasure was only ever refined and used by Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, as only they could truly unleash its power.

Blood Nether had never thought that the Nascent Soul Stage cultivators of the Profound Sun Immortal Sect would be willing to lend such a sect inheritance treasure to Cyan Yang Daoist for use outside the sect.

If Cyan Yang Daoist had a stroke of bad luck and perished in a foreign land, losing this treasure, not only would he suffer, but also the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator who lent it would become a sinner of the entire sect, facing hostility from all the Profound Sun Immortal Sect cultivators.

Cyan Yang Daoist completely ignored Blood Nether’s words. After summoning the Profound Sun Thunder-Attracting Sword, he bit his finger and drew some kind of spell in the air before him.

When the spell was completed to its final step, he suddenly spat out a ball of pale golden essence blood onto the Profound Sun Thunder-Attracting Sword and shouted loudly like a clap of thunder: "Majestic Celestial Thunder, use the sword as a guide, with my blood, slay evil and exterminate demons!"

As soon as he finished shouting, there was a gentle hum from the Profound Sun Thunder-Attracting Sword in the sky, and it flashed with brilliant spiritual light before disappearing into the thunderclouds above.

Boom!

From the thunderclouds, already filled with flashing lightning and thunder, suddenly erupted a column as thick as a pillar of purple celestial thunder, which descended with a roar and struck Blood Nether below.

Bang!

Under the purple celestial thunder, the blood-colored treasure pearl atop Blood Nether’s head shattered into powder at once, and the blood-colored battle armor on his body didn’t hold out for two breaths before disintegrating into countless fragments, falling to the ground.

Bang

Another explosion sounded, and the substitute blood puppet that Blood Nether was using for life preservation burst into a cloud in midair.

When the purple lightning finally dissipated entirely, Blood Nether’s whole body was covered in scorch marks as he lay on the ground, motionless, like a corpse.

"Slash!"

Cyan Yang Daoist gazed at Blood Nether lying on the ground like a dead man, but remained wary, just forming his fingers into a sword and softly commanded, a thin teal thread shot out from his fingertip and instantly severed the head of the deceased man.

Having accomplished this task so easily, Cyan Yang Daoist froze for a moment, and then his face changed dramatically as he suddenly shouted loudly: "Two fellow Daoists be..."

"Ah!"

A tragic cry suddenly interrupted Cyan Yang Daoist’s loud shout.

In the direction the cry came from, Golden Light Ascendant was looking down, dazed, at his chest where an animal claw, covered in blood-red hair, unlike a human hand, had extended from his back to his chest, clutching a perfect red heart.

Behind him, the master of the beast claw, a blood-colored ape monster over a yard tall with a blood-red horn on its head and covered with blood-red hair, was staring coldly at Cyan Yang Daoist with eyes red as blood, filled with a violent, murderous lust.

"What is this monster!"

Not far from Golden Light Ascendant, Cao Wenjin witnessed this scene, and his face turned as pale as clay, causing him to exclaim in terrified shock.

"This is the Demon Descent Technique of the Blood Slaughter Demon Sect. This monster is a form of True Demon from the Demon Realm. Blood Nether now is merely using the Demon Descent Technique to borrow a strand of True Demon power, which is why it’s become like this."

"Fellow Daoist Cao, do not be afraid; he cannot sustain this form for long, and after using the Demon Descent Technique, this body is completely ruined, and he will have no choice but to attempt possession and cultivation anew!"

Cyan Yang Daoist gravely explained to Cao Wenjin the origins of the blood ape monster, then suddenly reached out and shouted: "Summon Thunder!"

Boom!

The thunderous sound in the sky exploded again, and another purple divine thunder fell with a roar, striking the blood ape monster that Blood Nether had become.