Mortal: The Number One playboy of the Chaotic Star Sea

Chapter 198 True·"Six Extremes of True Demonic Skills"

These spirits were collected in the "Lingyuan Land" of the Void Heaven Palace. Each one possesses considerable intelligence and is most adept at tearing apart the souls of cultivators.

Protector Cang's expression changed drastically.

Ghostly tentacles wrapped around his limbs, already restricting his movement. Now, with countless evil spirits rushing in, his protective aura couldn't hold for long.

He exerted all his strength to wield the Asura Battle Blade, its blade light scattering and slashing, shattering several Yin spirits that rushed towards him.

However, there are too many evil spirits to exterminate them all.

Several evil spirits broke through his defenses, biting his body and tearing at his soul.

"No--"

The guardian deity let out a terrified scream.

Seeing this, Xuan Gu shook his head, seemingly finding it too boring.

The Nine Soul Brick hanging from his waist flew up and instantly transformed into a huge brick about ten feet square, completely black.

Xuan Gu was casually tossed aside.

The Nine Soul Brick, accompanied by a whistling sound, slammed heavily into Protector Cang's protective aura.

"Bang!"

The protective aura of the Azure Guardian shattered like glass.

He was thrown backward by the impact, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The Nine Soul Brick spun in the air and smashed into his chest, the sound of his sternum shattering clearly audible.

Protector Cang fell directly onto a reef, covered in blood, and could no longer move.

"A cultivator in the late stage of Core Formation can barely refine a decent Heavenly Capital Corpse Puppet."

Xuan Gu retrieved the Nine Soul Bricks, slowly floated in front of him, and glanced down at them.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the effeminate scholar Bai Renlang was surrounded by three Heavenly Capital Corpses.

Bai Renlang possesses a mutated wind spirit root and cultivates wind-attribute techniques. He excels at maneuvering and controlling others, and his movements are agile and unpredictable.

But the Heavenly Corpse didn't give him any room to move. The three corpse puppets formed a triangular shape, sandwiching him in the middle. Each of them had the cultivation level of the mid-stage Core Formation stage, and was incredibly strong and impervious to blades and spears.

He swung his folding fan and unleashed several wind blades, striking the foremost corpse of the Heavenly Capital, leaving only a few shallow white marks.

Without even pausing, the corpse puppet stretched out its green-haired hands and reached out to grab him.

Bai Renlang quickly dodged, his figure turning into a blur.

But the other two Heavenly Corpse had already blocked his escape route, and their four iron arms swung out simultaneously, sealing off all angles.

A crisp "snap" sounded.

Bai Renlang's right arm was grabbed by a Heavenly Capital Corpse. The corpse puppet tightened its five fingers and crushed his arm bone.

"what!"

Bai Renlang let out a miserable cry, still trying to retaliate with his left-hand folding fan.

But another Heavenly Corpse had already closed in on him, its iron hands grabbing his left leg and yanking him hard.

"Rip!" Blood splattered.

Bai Renlang's body was torn into several pieces by the simultaneous force of the three Heavenly Capital Corpses.

Xuan Gu floated over, glanced at it, and shook its head in disdain.

"Early stage Core Formation cultivation, decent spiritual root, but too weak a physique, not even worthy of being a Heavenly Corpse."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the three Heavenly Corpses stopped moving and obediently retreated to the side.

In addition to Qingfeng's commands, Xuangu also has the authority to control the Heavenly Corpse, while his puppet body completely obeys Qingfeng.

With both battles concluded, Ling Yuling's duel was also drawing to a close.

Fueled by rage, Ling Yuling, relying on the advantages of her magical treasures and the assistance of the Heavenly Corpse, overwhelmed the traitorous guardian of the Star Palace.

"Traitor, die!"

Ling Yuling's golden longsword transformed into a golden streak of light, its sharpness deadly with every strike.

The middle-aged cultivator was forced to retreat in defeat, his face filled with terror.

He thought that by joining the Reverse Star Alliance, he would rise to prominence in the future, but now he has ended up in such a state.

"Junior Brother Ling, I had no choice!"

He resisted while begging for mercy.

Ling Yuling ignored her completely, and her swordplay became even more ferocious.

After a dozen or so rounds, Ling Yuling pierced through the middle-aged cultivator's protective aura with her sword, the tip of which was pressed against his throat.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Junior Brother Ling, spare my life!"

I'm willing to atone for my crimes by telling you all the information about the Reverse Star Alliance!

The middle-aged monk knelt down, tears streaming down his face.

But in the instant he lowered his head, a fierce glint flashed, and a black dagger pierced straight at the location of Ling Yuling's golden core in her lower abdomen.

"Go to hell!"

His face was contorted in a ferocious expression, showing no trace of pleading.

Ling Yuling's eyes turned cold, and she swung her golden longsword sharply.

A flash of sword light, and a head flew off, its face still frozen in a ferocious expression.

Blood gushed from the cavity, and the headless corpse slowly fell to the ground.

It turned out that Ling Yuling had no soft heart at all and had been on guard against his sneak attacks.

Having personally executed the traitor, she exhaled and looked at Qingfeng.

At this moment, only one cultivator from the Reverse Star Alliance remained.

When Elder Liu of Holy Demon Island saw Protector Cang defeated, the effeminate scholar torn to pieces, and the Star Palace agent beheaded with a single sword strike, the color had completely drained from his face.

But he was, after all, a person from Holy Demon Island, with the Six Paths Supreme Saint standing behind him, so he still had confidence.

"Your methods are impressive. I, Liu, admit defeat today."

Elder Liu tried to remain calm, but his voice had lost its previous arrogance.

"But you cannot kill me, for I am an elder deacon of Holy Demon Island!"

If you kill me, the Six Paths Supreme Saint will surely sense it, and at that time, you will have nowhere to escape, no matter where you are in the world!

"The Supreme Saint of the Six Paths?"

Qingfeng looked at him quietly, his expression behind the black mask revealing neither joy nor anger.

"The Supreme Saint of the Six Paths?"

Qingfeng looked at him quietly, his expression behind the black mask revealing neither joy nor anger.

"good!"

Seeing that the other party did not make a move immediately, Elder Liu assumed that the other party had brought out their backing, and his back straightened a bit.

"My Holy Demon Island and Extreme Yin Island are both demonic sects. Since you are from Extreme Yin Island, you should know the prestige of the Six Paths Supreme Saint."

"If you just let me go, I can pretend nothing happened."

Elder Liu continued.

"Heh, you think you can intimidate me by invoking the name of the Six Paths Supreme Saint?"

Qingfeng sneered, completely disregarding the title of Six Paths Supreme Saint.

"Very well! If I want to leave, you can't stop me! Today I'll show you the power of the Six Extremes True Demon Art!"

Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, Elder Liu made a hand seal and used his trump card.

"ah--!"

He roared, and demonic energy surged within his body, causing his form to begin to transform into a demon.

In a short time, it transformed into an ugly monster with fleshy wings on its back, exuding a dense demonic aura.

Behind him, four holy demon clones appeared simultaneously.

"Is this the Six Extremes True Demon Art?"

Qingfeng frowned.

He remembered that Wen Tianren was quite handsome after his demonic transformation, so how come this Elder Liu is so ugly?

And why did he only summon four Holy Demon clones? Shouldn't it be six?

"Hehe, what's wrong, scared?"

After being corrupted by demons, Elder Liu became arrogant.

"It seems that demonic arts can indeed affect one's mind; Wan Tianming was right."

Qingfeng stretched his body, and demonic energy surged within him.

Then his body began to swell, his muscles bulged, and in the blink of an eye he grew to be two zhang tall.

That wasn't all. After his body was corrupted by demonic energy, he grew sharp horns on his head, bone spurs on his back, and a thick tail blade.

The dense demonic energy was even stronger than that of Elder Liu after his demonization.

Behind Qingfeng, a Saint Demon clone also appeared.

However, he had six, while Elder Liu had four.

These six demonic figures were all different in shape, and the aura of each of them was much stronger than that of Elder Liu's four clones.

"This...this is impossible! How do you also know the Six Extremes True Demon Art? And you can even summon six holy demons!"

Elder Liu was completely stunned when he saw the towering monster before him.

He cultivated the Six Extremes True Demon Art for hundreds of years, exhausting all his efforts, but could only barely summon four holy demon clones, and even then, most of his spiritual power would be consumed after they were summoned.

But this monster in front of him summoned six of them with ease, and their auras were all stronger than his... How is that possible?

"Who exactly are you?"

Elder Liu's voice trembled, as if he had seen a ghost.