Chapter 908: 368: Sending the ghost home!
Ruthless Old Demon’s boxed meal_3 Chapter 908: 368: Sending the ghost home!
Ruthless Old Demon’s boxed meal_3 ‘Struggling in the throes of death’!
Chen Dengming frowned slightly, then suddenly a blade light flashed by his side, whisking away his figure with it.
Shimmering Light!
The Main Blade of the Seven Stars Colored Glass Mother Knife remained in place, engulfed by the exploding remnants of two fourth-grade Magic Treasures.
The smaller blade, however, flickered with radiant afterimages, carrying Chen Dengming at an extremely fast speed, rushing through the center of the explosion shockwave and nearing the soon-to-be-activated Blood Sacrifice Demon Escape Method.
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Within the Formation, a tide-like surge of blood energy slowly condensed into a hemispherical barrier of the Teleportation Formation.
Within the Blood Sacrifice Demon Escape Method, the Ruthless Old Demon’s Nascent Soul was about to fade away rapidly with the blood light and be teleported out.
His heart thumped wildly as he watched Chen Dengming pass through the explosion zone, appearing just outside the teleportation array.
By this time, the Teleportation Formation had already activated, and it was already too late for the opponent, unless he dared to teleport with him to the Ten Thousand Demon Blood Sacrifice Dao Domain—an important stronghold of the outer realm cultivators’ faction.
It was only then that he finally breathed a sigh of release, about to unleash a resentful laugh.
But Chen Dengming’s hand flashed with dark light, revealing a large black bow, and in an instant, he drew the bow, and a golden Soul Arrow formed in the blink of an eye.
“No rush to leave!
Let your fellow countryman see you off!”
On the arrowhead, the resentful and venomous face of Tan Xiangkun, the saint son of the Three Saints Palaces, emerged.
The Ruthless Old Demon was terrified and roared, “No!
No, no!
Don’t come over, ah!!”
Crack—
Without a word, Chen Dengming suddenly twisted the bowstring in a loop, and a blinding silver flash of Human Immortal Dao Force, like an electric arc, shot into the Nascent Soul Soul Arrow.
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Instantly, the entire Soul Arrow emitted a dazzling silver light, and its surface showed fine cracks as Tan Xiangkun let out a piercing scream.
“Demon Lord!
Save me!!”
The Ruthless Old Demon howled in despair, immediately mobilizing the power of his Nascent Soul to set up defenses in front of him.
Whoosh—
The silver light of the Soul Arrow flashed, turning into a blinding silver rainbow that instantly tore through the curtain of blood and entered the teleportation array, cutting through the Ruthless Old Demon’s defenses in front of him like a hot knife through butter, piercing his Nascent Soul.
Boom—
The Teleportation Formation shook violently, and then the blood curtain collapsed, with the Ruthless Old Demon and the Soul Arrow vanishing together.
Bang, bang, bang—
On the ground, the Array Plates of the Blood Sacrifice Demon Escape Formation shattered one after another, leaving the site in total chaos, reduced to burnt earth, with some bloodstained trenches still emitting smoke.
Chen Dengming, frowning, stood bow in hand amidst the gunsmoke, his torso brawny and formidable, his wide Giant Deer robe billowing in the wind.
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Over four thousand li away.
Southern Region.
A heavily fortified war bastion was nestled amidst a range of lofty mountains.
The environment here was beautiful and tranquil, with dangerous terrain, craggy rocks, and some peaks even extending into the clouds.
The outer perimeter of the fort was lined with rows of high and sturdy walls made of countless hard boulders, with tiny runes inscribed on each stone, fusing Formation power and protective might into one formidable line of defense, which could also create confusing camouflage effects with the power of the Formation.
This was an important base for the outer realm cultivator faction’s Ten Thousand Demon Blood Sacrifice Dao Formation, usually well-guarded, easy to defend but hard to attack, with strong concealment, and had yet to be discovered by the Counterattack Cultivator Alliance.
But today, within a high tower that stood at the very heart of the fort, a sudden surge of Spiritual Energy fluctuations occurred, releasing a vast and dangerous tide of Nascent Soul Spiritual Might that swept through the entire fortress, intimidating everyone present.
“What’s going on?
Such a disturbance in the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice Tower, could it be that some Daoist friend was teleported here through the Blood Sacrifice Demon Escape Method?”
The Nascent Soul True Monarch in command of this crucial base was shocked, quickly flying out of his cave dwelling toward the tower at high speed.
However, when he was just a hundred zhang from the tower, he suddenly felt a terrifying chill spread through him, sensing a rapidly escalating sense of danger.
Almost at the same time.
Within the blood curtain of the tower, the Nascent Soul of the Ruthless Old Demon, with a Soul Locking Arrow piercing his chest, emerged from the light of the blood-drenched, Spiritual Light-drawn Teleportation Formation.
The instant the Ruthless Old Demon appeared, the Soul Locking Arrow in his chest could no longer bear the strain and burst forth in a blaze of silver light, exploding violently.
A tremendously fierce and dangerous aura erupted.
The tower fell abruptly silent.
The Ruthless Old Demon couldn’t even cry out the word ‘no’ before his Nascent Soul instantaneously exploded in the silver light of the detonated Soul Locking Arrow.
Boom!—!
Suddenly, a thunderous explosion sounded as if it detonated directly above the heads of all the cultivators in the fortress.
An endless blinding light, accompanied by a wave of destructive shock, instantly ripped apart the fortress, threatening the blood pool beneath it and the Flesh and Blood Demon Embryo within the blood pool.
“No!”
This scream of denial came from the mouth of the Nascent Soul True Monarch defending the fortress, but he started to frantically retreat.
A massive mushroom cloud burst forth from the tower immediately, piercing a huge hole in the sky, wreaking endless, rampant destruction.
Two Nascent Souls exploded together.
The destructive force transformed into a monstrous wave of energy so vast and powerful, it spread in a ring, shredding all structures in its path like paper, tossing them into the sky, and then crashing them to dust.
“Ahhhh—”
The Nascent Soul True Monarch, an innocent victim, screamed in terror as he pushed his hands forward, and a treasure cauldron flickering with Spiritual Light quickly spun out to protect him.
However, the next moment, the vast power engulfed him like a furious tide, sweeping him away.
Many cultivators within the fortress, still unaware of what had happened, were reduced to ashes under this wave of annihilation.
Boom!—
At the base of the tower, within the blood pool, the Formation that protected the Flesh and Blood Demon Embryo could not hold either, cracking inch by inch before violently exploding.
But in that instant, a terrifying and oppressive aura, filled with endless rage, burst forth from the Flesh and Blood Demon Embryo.
“Waste!!”
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In a ravine four thousand miles away, Chen Dengming, holding a large bow, relaxed his furrowed brow and his expression eased.
He could feel that Tan Xiangkun’s Soul Arrow, once linked to the Soul Fetching Bow and Rod, had now completely severed its connection.
It seemed that this Son of the Three Saints Palaces had returned to his homeland, completing his last entrusted task of ‘sending a fellow townsman home.’
See someone off to the end, see a ghost home to rest.
Since the Ruthless Old Demon was so eager to return home, he had sent the ghost a fellow townsman.
This heartless old ghost should be smiling in the netherworld, resting in peace.
“I wonder where the Ruthless Old Demon was in such a hurry to get back to.
If it was his old haunt, then that would be quite entertaining.
Alas, involving the innocent, involving the innocent!
I cannot bear it on my conscience.”
“Soul Locking Arrow, though it’s a bit of a waste, really damn effective!”
Chen Dengming lifted the bow and felt the trembling Divine Spirits of Tan Xiangkun and another Demon Cultivation Nascent Soul within it, exposing a satisfied grin.
His gaze then shifted to the shattered remnants of magic treasures on the ground, including the Main Blade of the Seven Stars Colored Glass Mother Knife, and he winced in pain.
The next moment, his eyes hardened as he looked toward a Storage Bag lying quietly amidst the smoldering remains.
“It’s not a total loss.
This old ghost couldn’t be so poor as to have only two fourth-order Magic Treasures, right?”
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