Chapter 413: Chapter 256: Cultivation World 46_3
Suddenly, a pungent stench of decay spread, as a swarm of venomous insects poured out from the Spirit Beast Bag.
These insects varied in appearance; some resembled snakes, their bodies covered in dark green scales, with eyes glowing a ghostly green light; others looked like spiders, with spiky legs dripping black venom from each thorn; and some appeared as beetles, with extremely hard shells engraved with mysterious spells.
Once these venomous insects emerged from the Spirit Beast Bag, they attacked the crowd like a pack of ravenous beasts.
They traced bizarre trajectories in the air, emitting shrill, bone-chilling screeches.
The evil cultivator waved his hands continuously, emitting a sharp whistle, manipulating these venomous insects to form black torrents surging towards the crowd.
The disciples of Yunmeng Mountain Villa, upon seeing this, turned pale and hurriedly harnessed their Spiritual Power to set up defenses, but the overwhelming number of venomous insects made defense exceedingly difficult.
Sword lights flickered, and amidst the dance of blades and shadows, venomous insects were slain one after another, with green juices splattering everywhere.
However, there were just too many insects, surging wave after wave like a tide.
The disciples of Yunmeng Mountain Villa gradually felt overwhelmed, and three weaker disciples began to get bitten by the insects, crying out in agony.
In just a few dozen breaths, the three bitten disciples were corroded by the insects’ venom, their bodies gradually turning black.
"Junior Sister Simeng!" Ziyue was anxious, but entangled by the insects and the evil cultivator, she couldn’t rush to their aid.
Seeing this, Si Lingle took out three elixirs and administered them to the three disciples bitten by the venomous insects.
The others were also injured, struggling to fend off the venomous insects while fighting the evil cultivator, a daunting task even for these Golden Core Stage disciples.
Ziyue, despite being at Golden Core Great Perfection, was also wounded.
Narrowing his eyes, Si Lingle took out the Qiankun Umbrella and directly slew the evil cultivator controlling the venomous insects.
After slaying him, Si Lingle released Little (originally a python in the previous world, now turned into a flood dragon). As Little appeared, it opened its wide mouth to devour the venomous insects.
These venomous insects were a great supplement for Little.
Moments later, Little had devoured all the venomous insects.
With the insects gone, the disciples of Yunmeng Mountain Villa could focus on dealing with the evil cultivators.
Si Lingle occasionally attacked from the side.
Three hours later, the evil cultivators were all slain.
After the battle, Ziyue walked directly up to Si Lingle. "Thank you, senior, for your timely rescue."
Even while fighting the evil cultivators, Ziyue had been discreetly observing Si Lingle.
She noticed that Si Lingle only intervened when they were about to be heavily struck, and he did so without showing the slightest tension, rather with great ease.
Ziyue guessed that this person must be hiding his cultivation to undergo training.
She couldn’t tell how high his cultivation really was.
But it must have been higher than theirs, as otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to so easily defeat the evil cultivators.
"Tend to your wounds first," Si Lingle advised.
"Yes," Ziyue nodded.
At dawn, Si Lingle parted ways with Ziyue and the others.
Yet, at dusk, Ziyue and her companions once again encountered evil cultivators, led this time by an Out-of-Body Stage evil cultivator.
With just a glance, the Out-of-Body Stage evil cultivator instructed the others to attack Ziyue and her group.
Surrounded, Ziyue and the others were no match at all.
One by one, the junior brothers and sisters around Ziyue fell, leaving only Ziyue, Ting Lan, and Chen Chuan.
Ziyue took out an elixir and swallowed it, using a secret technique to forcibly elevate her cultivation to the Nascent Soul Stage.
As Ziyue and Chen Chuan battled the evil cultivators, Ting Lan’s gaze flickered. She felt she couldn’t keep fighting, fearing she would die there.
She didn’t want to die!
Ting Lan made a swift move, hiding behind Ziyue. With a grab, she pulled Ziyue in front of her, and Ziyue was struck by the evil cultivators.
But Ziyue used a Teleportation Talisman to escape.
"Senior Sister," Chen Chuan shouted, making a quick move to shield Ziyue.
"Puff." Chen Chuan was hit by attacks from several evil cultivators and fell to the ground, lifeless.
"Junior Brother!" Ziyue’s eyes turned red as she forced herself to keep standing. "I’ll take you evil cultivators down with me."
Just as Ziyue was about to self-destruct her Dantian to perish together with the evil cultivators, Si Lingle appeared.
Si Lingle hovered in the air, his left hand forming the Taiyi Thunder Skill seal from the Taiyi Qingming Technique, while his right hand held the Qingchu Sword. Lightning coiled around the sword, particularly effective against evil entities and gloomy energies.
The Out-of-Body Stage evil cultivator, with his black robe billowing, exuded a purplish-black blood mist, while nine swollen, human-faced lanterns floated behind him. Embedded in each lantern was a cultivator’s Golden Core—a hallmark of the perfected Yin Yang Heart Hunting Technique, known as the Nine Yin Devouring Yuan Formation. From within the lanterns, the agonized wails of consumed Divine Souls echoed ceaselessly.
Si Lingle’s sword tip quivered, sending seventy-two lightning bolts pouring down like a torrential rain.
With a grim smile, the evil cultivator raised his hand, and the human-faced lanterns spewed corrosive bone poison flames. The flames collided fiercely with the lightning.
The evil cultivator ripped open space to summon a hundred blood corpse puppets, each coursing with Exotic True Qi harvested by the Yin Yang Heart Hunting Technique.
Si Lingle switched the sword to his left hand, and with his right hand drew a talisman in the air: the roots of ancient trees within a twenty-mile radius broke through the earth to form swords.
The roots formed a Green Wood Evil-slaying Sword Formation, with vines entangling and tearing the blood corpses, while blades of leaves severed the connection between puppets and the evil cultivator’s Divine Sense.
