CHAPTER 459: CHAPTER 459, SPIRITUAL PROFOUND NEEDLE SHOWS ITS MIGHT

"Then I am relieved!"

The black-robed elder nodded, focusing on the pill furnace in front of him, within which blood light flickered continuously. Vaguely, a thumb-sized Blood Pill was slowly taking shape, brimming with Blood Qi. Once refined, it would undoubtedly cause a significant increase in one’s cultivation.

However, as the Blood Pill was refined using the blood essence of martial artists, it often harbored the resentment of the deceased martial artists. If one directly refines it, it could easily lead to a deviation into demonic ways.

"Wait, it seems like someone is coming!"

The burly man’s expression shifted. As a Ninth Layer Guiyuan Realm expert with extensive combat experience, his sensitivity far surpassed that of ordinary people. Any slight movement around him could not escape his notice.

Crack!

Boom!

The tightly closed stone door shattered with a loud boom, debris flew in all directions, and the ground was left with a series of marks, sparks flying.

A white-robed figure slowly walked out of the tunnel, his robe fluttering in the strong wind, making a rustling sound.

The newcomer was none other than Chu Ming!

Poof!

The Star Trace Sword in Chu Ming’s hand moved slightly, a burst of blood light shot out, and the thin, panicked man held by his left hand was instantly killed.

Thud!

Tossing the body to the side, Chu Ming calmly observed everything in the stone chamber. The only thing worth noting was the burly man holding a Blood-Red Long Saber. Judging by the fluctuation of his Spiritual Power, he was clearly a Ninth Layer Guiyuan Realm expert.

In contrast, the black-robed Alchemy Master, hiding behind the pill furnace, was looking at Chu Ming with fear but with a vicious glint in his eyes. His right hand was fumbling inside his robe, seemingly searching for something.

"How did you get in here?"

The burly man’s long saber glinted brilliantly as he squinted and asked.

"Naturally, I walked in!"

Chu Ming’s face was calm, but in his mind, his Soul Power was instantly alert, wary of the man’s sudden attack.

"So, you killed all the others?"

The burly man said coldly, gripping the Blood Saber tightly, his knuckles turning white, a hint of fierceness flashing in his eyes.

"Practicing demonic techniques and cannibalizing your kin, you deserve to die!"

Chu Ming’s expression was stern. He stepped forward, and the Sword Momentum from his body pressed towards the burly man, accompanied by a series of howling winds, the air bursting inch by inch under the pressure.

"Good! Good! Good! There’s a road to heaven, but you refuse to take it; no door in hell, yet you break in. Today, you shall have no return!"

The burly man roared coldly, placing the Blood Saber horizontally in front of his chest. Holding the saber with both hands, he swiftly slashed out. A scarlet Sword Aura splattered, carving a deep ravine on the ground, like thunder, rushing towards Chu Ming.

Clang!

The Star Trace Sword reversed and slashed horizontally, sparks flew, a massive force transmitted from the sword light, causing Chu Ming’s body to uncontrollably retreat three or four steps, leaving deep marks on the ground.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A hint of cruelty flashed in the burly man’s eyes. His burly frame split into four, forming a remnant shadow, carrying the Blood Saber, slashing towards Chu Ming. The air filled with saber shadows, blood light soaring, debris flying everywhere.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The Star Trace Sword cut through the sky, the resulting gas wave turned into white air rolls, rapidly tumbling. As Chu Ming closed his eyes, the Spiritual Profound Needle in his mind instantly activated.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Several green needle-like Soul Powers transformed into green beams, directly piercing into the burly man’s mind on the intangible soul level.

Pu pu pu...

"Ah!"

The remnants shattered completely, the burly man cried out in pain, clutching his head with his left hand. At that moment, he felt a stabbing pain in his Sea of Souls, almost causing it to collapse.

"You... you’re a Spirit Cultivator!?"

The burly man’s face turned pale, crying out in pain.

Chu Ming said nothing, seizing the opportunity. His right foot extended, and with both hands holding the Star Trace Sword above his head, Spiritual Power surged, and a sharp Sword Light erupted instantly.

Clang!

The burly man’s pupils contracted, sensing a life-and-death crisis. Ignoring the pain in his Sea of Souls, he quickly slashed the Blood Saber to extinguish the Sword Light.

Clang clang clang clang clang...

The two engaged in combat, the saber and sword crisscrossing, the ground covered with saber and sword marks, debris flying. The black-robed elder, watching the black and white silhouettes in the air, flashed a hint of fear in his eyes.

The Spiritual Profound Needle aimed to defeat the burly man’s soul in one strike, a challenging task. If it could be cultivated to the Third Layer, releasing a thousand Spiritual Profound Needles simultaneously, it might be possible. However, currently, the Spiritual Profound Needle could only serve as a minor interference.

But this was already enough. The victor in a duel between experts often emerges within a fleeting moment. With his fear of Chu Ming’s Soul Attack, the burly man’s initially fierce sword technique lost much of its potency.

Chu Ming’s sword was as fast as lightning, appearing divinely inspired, leaving no trace, making it increasingly difficult for the burly man to defend.

Boom!

A cross-shaped Sword Light slashed out from Chu Ming’s sword. The sky darkened, the air instantly cut off, white waves surged, spreading rapidly.

Splurt...

Blood droplets fell from the sky. At the hilt of the Star Trace Sword, a spot of red blood was exceptionally conspicuous, blurring the vision in the white waves.

The burly man’s figure became blurry, and when he reappeared, he was over ten meters away, his face pale, his left arm limply hanging, with drops of blood oozing out.

"I will remember you!"

The burly man said coldly, his body flashing slightly, turning into a blurry shadow and rushing towards the tunnel’s exit. Obviously, he knew he was at a disadvantage and was trying to escape.

Whoosh!

With wind under his feet, Chu Ming’s body moved like a fluttering red leaf, appearing a hundred meters away in an instant, at an incredible speed.

"Now!"

A strange grin appeared on the burly man’s face ahead. Reaching into his robe with his right hand, he swiftly pulled out a grappling hook weapon, and with a quick flick, it turned into cold lights, covering Chu Ming.

"Red Lotus Rain!"

Chu Ming’s gaze flickered. With his Soul Power, the hidden weapons had nowhere to hide.

A domineering red light erupted from the Star Trace Sword, the space rippled, and white waves surged.

Clang clang clang...

In an instant, the hidden weapons were all deflected, deeply embedding into the stone walls, earth and rocks falling.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two black streaks flew from behind Chu Ming. It was the black-robed elder, throwing two dark-colored elixirs from his robe towards Chu Ming.

The elixirs were scorching hot, and Chu Ming sensed an extremely unstable energy within them, as if they could explode at any moment.

Boom! Boom!

The two elixirs exploded violently, causing the entire tunnel to tremble slightly. The white waves surged, and the feared energy instantly engulfed Chu Ming.

"He should be dead, right?"

The black-robed elder was uncertain. Those two elixirs were his treasured life-saving items. However, with Chu Ming’s formidable and mysterious capabilities, whether he was dead remained uncertain.

"Courting death!"

The white waves just dissipated when Chu Ming stepped out from within them, holding the Star Trace Sword above his head. A vague, somewhat illusory Sword Light quickly slashed out!