by <unknown>
Pa!
Li Yao slapped his arm heavily again, drawing a line almost five meters long and hit the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's chest hard.
After a crack, the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's spiritual shield fell apart, and the breastplate was blown into pieces. His ribs exploded into powder, and his chest collapsed. Even some of his lung lobes were broken, as indicated by the miserable moans in his throat.
The local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator ran for almost a hundred meters holding his head.
Li Yao did not chase after him. Instead, he focused his attention on recording the data such as the strength that he had just used and the enemy's wounds.
It was barely a fight; it was more like an experiment with a white mouse.
A hundred meters away, the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's hair was in a terrible mess, and he almost peed his pants.
In the forest south of the Sorcerers' River, he had been an invincible, brutal man!
But the mysterious weirdo who jumped out of nowhere was a hundred times more brutal than him!
Without any armor or magical equipment, the guy had suppressed almost all of his magical equipment with just a body of flesh and blood.
The seeming shabby moves tore apart his spiritual shield, his armor made of dragon scales, and his flesh time and time again!
In the meantime, his flying sword could barely touch the enemy's shadow!
His enemy did not look like a human being but a ferocious beast in human skin!
Seeing the indifference and boredom on Li Yao's face and the emotionless eyes, the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was caught by desperation and lost all his fighting will.
After his lung was damaged, his previously deep and enchanting voice became like the shrieks of a broken gong.
"Fellow Cultivator! Please stop, Fellow Cultivator!
"Senior! Spare my life, senior!
"Deity! Let's talk nicely, deity! Deity, your skills are too extraordinary for me. Your junior is willing to offer the Poisonous Dragon Cave and be at your service. Please—"
Li Yao blinked.
He had indeed considered capturing the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator alive and eliciting the information about the planet from him.
However, on second thought, the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was a native of the place after all. He must be familiar with the environment here.
Also, the soundless barriers that he had deployed around his cave were indicative enough of his cleverness. He was certainly not a barbarian with more brawn than brains.
It was also proved by the fact that he was begging for mercy when he realized that he could not win.
He was in the Nascent Soul Stage after all. Just because he could not defeat Li Yao did not mean that he could not run away when Li Yao was not focused.
Li Yao had just landed on the planet. There were still many things that required his full attention. He could not keep such a time bomb next to him.
Besides, a Cultivator from the barbarians did not necessarily know the situation in the central dynasty and the world of Cultivators. After all, the army of the 'Appeasing Ambassador of the Fifth Prefecture of the Southland of Sorcerers' was nearby. Li Yao could always seek information from them after he fabricated a new identity.
Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, Li Yao found it unnecessary to keep the guy alive.
Standing on the surging river at the bottom of the canyon, Li Yao warmed up his wrists and ankles unhurriedly, his hair dancing in the air although there was no wind. Hearing none of the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's cries for mercy, he said casually, "Run."
It was the first word that he had said after he landed.
He was trying to simulate the local dialect by exercising his vocal cords and the muscles on his throat.
What he was simulating was exactly the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's style.
While begging in tears, the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was concocting all kinds of ploys and schemes in his heart. His last magical equipment was simmering impatiently inside the silk bag on his waist when he suddenly heard 'run'. Dazed for a moment, he failed to understand what Li Yao's meant.
Pointing at the upstream of the river in the darkness at the end of the canyon, Li Yao repeated himself. "Run, at your highest speed."
Having already collected the relevant data in terms of attack and defense just now, he was also interested in testing the extreme speed of the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator.
The local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator finally understood what he meant.
He also understood his identity as a 'test subject' from Li Yao's expressionless face.
Shua!
The local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator suddenly blushed. In contrast, the bird-shaped birthmark on his forehead was even more obvious. It was almost bursting out of his head!
"Fellow Cultivator, do not be too mean. Have you never tasted the wrath of a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator?"
The local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's chest suddenly collapsed in thunderous sounds before it entirely collapsed.
Pu!
A mouthful of green blood spurted into the air, turning into a hideous giant with three heads and six arms.
He was burning his life and unleashing the Nascent Soul, ready to fight Li Yao without any reserve!
Under the coverage of the giant of spiritual energy, the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator patted the silk bag on his waist. Almost fifty black streaks swooshed out and charged at Li Yao in deadly lines while letting out miserable laughter in midair!
This is what I'm waiting for! Li Yao sneered to himself.
It was thirty-six black daggers that were rushing at him. Every dagger was entangled with intense hatred and sense of death, indicating that they were 'spiritual treasures' where the souls of the innocent children were sealed as ware spirits!
The thirty-six daggers should be the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's last magical equipment that he would not use easily.
Every time he used such weapons, the spiritual waves and radiation of the outside world might corrupt the ware spirits inside the weapons, making the 'spiritual treasures' retrograde into general magical equipment.
However, once the weapons were indeed used, the agility of the magical equipment itself, the weirdness of the routes of attack, and the cooperation among the thirty-six daggers were quite impressive.
Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua!
The thirty-six black lines flashed around Li Yao, as if they were locking him into an impenetrable prison.
The daggers were made of materials collected from the enormous armor of the Pangu Clan. Chances were that some of the rune arrays of the Pangu Clan were still working on their surface. They were so fast that even Li Yao failed to dodge them for a moment.
Dozens of wounds were immediately cut on his body. The wounds quickly turned black, and his flesh was rolling out like the lips of a baby.
Streams of black gas were crawling into the wounds in a hurry.
Frowning, Li Yao cursed.
The vileness of the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was far beyond his expectation.
The scumbag did not just refine the souls of innocent children into ware spirits and seal them into the daggers in order to improve the manipulability and automation level of the magical equipment.
He even plucked some of the feebler souls, who were probably newborns or even fetuses in the uteruses, in a certain way and crafted them into the invisible, gloomy dark auras, which he attached to the daggers.
As long as the daggers cut the target's skin, the dark auras would flood into the target's body and gnaw the target's nerves and soul directly!
"Hahahaha!"
Seeing that Li Yao was riddled with wounds and tied up by almost a hundred dark auras, 'unable to move at all', the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator could not have been more satisfied.
The thirty-six daggers had been forged by him after d
ecades of hard work. So far, they had only been used to slay a few demon beasts. He had never tested them on the experts above the Core Formation Stage.
Just now, he could not estimate Li Yao's expertise and did not dare to unleash the daggers. Finally, when he was left with no choice, he decided to have a go. He did not expect that the effect would be as good!
The previous depression on the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's face had entirely gone. He demanded, "What makes a rogue like you think you can mess around in front of my residence? However many skills you may have, the dark ghosts will break into your body, your bones, and your brain after you are hit by my daggers. You will feel like ten thousand ants biting your heart!"
Li Yao was truly exasperated.
"Ah-ha. So many fresh dark ghosts. They seem to be made of souls. Yummy!" The mental devil woke up inside Li Yao's brain. Raising its nose, it was sniffing like a dog and almost wagging its nonexistent tail. "Can I eat them?"
"No, you can't!" Li Yao said coldly. "The souls of the infants should not have been dark ghosts for long. In an appropriate environment, it is possible that their darkness can be purged for them to regain their consciousness.
"Attract them to you and enshroud them carefully, but do not swallow any of them, or I'll eliminate you for real!
"I may joke about many things, but I'm serious on this one!"
The mental devil shuddered and stuck out his tongue. "Understood. Don't be so grave. I was merely joking with you, too!
"Although I'm the dark side of your soul and a representative of your negative feelings, your soul has never been dark and negative to the point that you want to swallow the souls of babies!"
The mental devil shrieked and lunged at the dark auras that were infiltrating Li Yao's body in dozens of streaks of redness.
The dark ghosts were merely made of the souls of ordinary barbarian babies in the southern tribes. They were truly nothing more than a piece of cake for the mental devil!
Before they had to chance to struggle or shriek, they were controlled by the mental devil one by one and transported into Li Yao's brain.
Li Yao sensed the helplessness and the agony below the brutality and hideousness of the dark ghosts.
His pupils constricted to the size of two poisoned needles as he gazed at the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator not far away.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Dozens of interconnecting crevices suddenly appeared on the rock that the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was leaning against.
It was almost ripped apart by the dominating aura from Li Yao!
Chapter 1347: Too Weak! |
Shua!
Li Yao vanished abruptly!
The air between him and the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was suddenly twisted by a cluster of hazy mist.
It was a weird illusion caused by the temporary vacuum when Li Yao was fast enough to rip apart the air.
It was not until a long time after the mist appeared that explosive sounds echoed in the air.
Li Yao's speed was at least three times higher than just before. Streaks of blackness spurted out of his body, enveloping his torso and his limbs, forming a magnificent black crystal suit!
The Mystic Skeleton Battlesuit, Heavy Firepower Model was implemented!
A cold and devastating God of War in black armor, supported by eighteen exhaust flames in black, stood above the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator and looked down at him.
On the arced, mirror-like helmet, six crimson crystal cameras were rolling without a sound. Their aperture was enlarging and shrinking as they locked onto the enemy.
Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!
Daunting black smoke mixed with spiritual energy and demonic energy was unleashed blatantly, occupying every corner in the narrow, long canyon and turning the rift into a slaughterhouse that solely belonged to Li Yao. Even the surging Poisonous Dragon River halted briefly for a moment!
The local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's laughter came to an abrupt end.
His heart was also entirely frozen by Li Yao's killing intent and intimidating aura.
For a moment, he even forgot his fear because he was distracted by Li Yao's crystal suit.
He had never seen such weird and yet perfect armor before, which had enveloped every inch of the Cultivator's skin without leaving out any gaps.
Also, a layer of bright brilliance was vaguely flowing on the surface of the armor that was as smooth as a mirror, as if it was covered in a thin membrane made of light. As a result, the armor was reflecting thousands of complicated colors from whatever perspective.
The local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was gripped by fear again.
He was not just frightened by 'absolute strength' but also by mysteries.
From the flawless, immaculate armor, he could vaguely tell that his opponent seemed to be from a world that was completely beyond his comprehension and imagina—
Boom!
After a single punch, Li Yao blew back the giant of spiritual energy that was lunging at him silently.
With the enhancement of the Mystic Skeleton Battlesuit, the force of his fists skyrocketed. The punch left a hole the size of bucket on the chest of the three-headed, six-armed giant. Ripples were spreading out, and the wound did not recover for a long time.
The giant of spiritual energy was shrieking ear-splittingly like a broken balloon.
Pu!
The giant of spiritual energy was made of the quintessence of the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's soul and blood and directly linked to him. Li Yao's heavy punch seemed to have broken into the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's brains, making him throw out yet another mouthful green blood and collapse!
Without blinking, Li Yao kicked the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator to the cliff and paved him open like a giant pancake.
His punches rained down like a storm at a frequency of hundreds of times per second. He seemed to have turned into a heavy pile hammer himself while he dug a hole several meters deep in the cliff and bashed the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator into it.
With the assistance of one of the best crystal suits of the three Sectors, such a battle was nothing more than brutalization.
Ever since the moment Li Yao got serious, the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator had to be permitted by Li Yao even if he wanted to let out the last dying scream.
Half a minute later, the hole was already ten meters deep, turning into a new cave.
Because of the high-speed friction between the fists and the rocks, the temperature inside the cave had been improved by hundreds of degrees, and smoke was popping out.
The giant of spiritual energy lunged forward again, only to be slashed in half by Li Yao casually.
As for the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator…
He was smeared on the wall of the cave very evenly before he was burnt into nothingness by the high temperature and the friction!
Pu!
A streak of greenness suddenly dashed out of the cave and flew between Li Yao's pants in the shape of a green person less than three feet tall who had exactly the same appearance as the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator who had been killed miserably under Li Yao's fists just now.
The little person ran five hundred meters away within a breath. Thinking that he was safe, he pointed at Li Yao and shouted, "How do you dare to destroy the body of Master Spiritual Vulture? This is not the end of it! Even if you do not have the courage to declare your name and where you're from, I'll certain dig out your background and demolish your entire family one day when I come back!"
After making the declaration, the little person grinned hideously and ran toward the depths of the canyon in a streak of brightness.
Li Yao's eyelids shook for a moment. The operation menu suddenly glittered as data and runes fell down like a pouring storm. He determined the position, speed, and nature of spiritual energy of the enemy and the best magical equipment to deal with him instantly.
Shua!
The enormous sword box on the shoulder of the Mystic Skeleton Battlesuit, Heavy Firepower Model was opened quickly, revealing honeycomb-like launch tubes of flying swords. After a few swooshing sounds, dozens of automatic tracking super-tiny flying swords rushed out in rainbow-like trajectories before they caught up to the running Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator from different angles in several seconds.
After a few booms, the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator 'Master Spiritual Vulture' finally uttered a devastating scream before his soul was blown apart, and he was gone forever!
"Too weak."
Looking at the firework that was slowing rising in the dark canyon far away, Li Yao yawned.
…
Having become the owner of the mysterious residence 'Poisonous Dragon Cave', what Li Yao was most concerned about was, naturally, the badge where the souls of countless children were confined.
Deep inside the cave, Li Yao sat cross-legged on the altar. He retrieved all the precise magical equipment that he used for maintenance and refining from his Cosmos Rings before he carefully studied the badge on which hundreds of weirdly laughing children were carved.
On top of the metal badge were three zigzagging, centipede-like words—Hundred Ghosts Edict!
The result was within Li Yao's expectations.
He examined the center of the Hundred Ghosts Edict with tools that could observe the internal structure of metal products, only to discover a cylindrical unit full of dense needle holes.
The ghosts were hiding inside them, sound asleep like lotus seeds inside a seedpod.
The unit was very similar to certain units that the federation had excavated on Kunlun. Therefore, it could be confirmed that the unit was a product in the Pangu civilization.
The main purpose of such magical equipment was to store souls.
According to the specialists in the federation, such magical equipment was probably a first-aid medical facility on the battlefield to rescue the ghosts.
Too many people were often killed in a fierce battle. Some of the soldiers would become ghosts after they died.
But newborn ghosts were extremely vulnerable. If they were not stored in a solid, stable place and kept away from radiation, they would likely perish shortly.
