Cultivating Through The Game-Chapter 647 - 349: Entering the Netherworld

The Executioner's target was Lu Yu, and anyone or anything, whether human or puppet, standing between him and Lu Yu was seen as a hindrance.

When dealing with hindrances, the Executioner cut them down with his blade, whether wood, stone, or flesh and blood; nothing could withstand his strike.

The sword in his hand seemed almost like a bugged existence; wherever it cut, the target would die.

In the blink of an eye, five or six puppets brought by Yang Jueshang and his companions were killed by the Executioner.

Their expressions were somewhat grim. They initially thought that as long as they weren't decapitated or beheaded by the Executioner, they wouldn't die.

As it turned out, one puppet had its arm severed but still died completely.

They were greatly shocked by this and instinctively moved away from the Executioner. Until they figured out the characteristics of the Executioner's Divine Soldiers, they dared not approach lightly, fearing to become the next soul slain under his sword.

As a result, there were no longer any obstacles between Lu Yu and the Executioner, who headed straight toward Lu Yu.

With steady steps, he tread on air, reaching the same height as Lu Yu, then swung his sword in a slash.

Lu Yu stared intently at the Executioner. This slash seemed very ordinary, like a beginner wielding a sword, devoid of any agility, straightforward and rigid.

Yet this ordinary slash gave Lu Yu a sense of impending death, as if his body moved uncontrollably toward the blade.

Bing~ A crisp shattering sound echoed, and Lu Yu's body stepped back slightly, the sword tip slicing past in front of him.

Lu Yu looked solemnly at the Executioner. The shattering sound was not in the literal sense but a disturbance in the mental realm.

Just now, he was trapped in the martial arts illusion of the Executioner, unconsciously moving closer to the blade, as if actively seeking death, influenced by the illusion, unable to distinguish where the real blade was.

He mistakenly thought he had dodged the sword, but in reality, he was delivering himself to the blade.

He broke through the Executioner's martial arts illusion, freed himself from its control, stepped back, and avoided the real sword.

After Lu Yu dodged the Executioner's attack, he raised a fist and fiercely punched toward the Executioner's face. If this punch hit, even if the Executioner was forged from black steel, his head would burst open.

Bang~ The punch landed on the air, and Lu Yu forcibly stopped his fist, with Qi Blood surging within him.

By a hair, he nearly punched onto the Executioner's sword edge.

Unknowingly, the Executioner had already changed his stance, positioning the sword edge in front of him, right in the path of Lu Yu's punch.

If Lu Yu had really punched forward, the effect of the Divine Soldiers would likely be triggered, leading to his own death.

Without understanding the characteristics of the Executioner's Divine Soldiers, Lu Yu also dared not casually touch that sword capable of killing with a single slash.

Lu Yu forcibly retracted his force, simultaneously retreating to widen the distance from the Executioner, who pressed on closely.

With a horizontal swing of his sword, Lu Yu retreated, his Spiritual Power exploding instantly.

With a loud boom, a ball of fire erupted between him and the Executioner, forcing the Executioner back. Lu Yu took the opportunity to widen the gap.

Seeing the Executioner forced back, a gleam of insight flashed in Lu Yu's eyes; the Executioner didn't seem very adept at defense.

In life, the Executioner was formidable in swordplay, relying on the unique ability of the Divine Soldiers, making it hard to find an opponent. Once cut, the victim would die, even from a small wound.

Therefore, his swordplay needed no defense.

The founder of the Iron Tomb unknowingly found the corpse of the deceased Executioner and the Divine Soldiers, using forbidden Secret Techniques to incompletely resurrect him, turning him into a loyal Death Warrior.

Post-resurrection, he relied mainly on the power of the Divine Soldiers, his own strength greatly diminished.

In life, he was not adept at defense, so how could he defend any moves after death?

Lu Yu knew how to deal with the Executioner now.

He discovered the Executioner's weakness and so did Yang Jueshang. Even with little life left, the old man was shrewd.

Yang Jueshang transmitted a message to Yang Wu, instructing him to use the Blood Refining Demon Fan to attack the Executioner. The Blood Refining Demon Fan had long been recovered by him through special means.

Considering the Executioner's invincible Divine Blade, Yang Wu hesitated for a moment, fearing his Blood Refining Demon Fan would be cut in one strike.

Faced with Yang Jueshang's imposing presence, Yang Wu hesitated only briefly before choosing to bring out the Divine Soldiers Blood Refining Demon Fan.

If he dared to refuse, the Blood Refining Demon Fan, having been refined multiple times at Yang Jueshang's hands, might directly be controlled by Yang Jueshang, backfiring on its master.

Normally, Divine Soldiers couldn't be controlled by others, but the Blood Refining Demon Fan he refined was by no means normal.

The Blood Refining Demon Fan could rapidly increase the power of Divine Soldiers by refining living beings, while also rendering the weapon less pure.

To put it bluntly, it was a trade-off between sacrificing the potential for higher realm advancement and achieving rapid growth at present.

Simultaneously, it left hidden dangers; as long as someone used similar methods to refine the Divine Soldiers, the weapon might change masters.

This was why Yang Jueshang could help him repair the Divine Soldiers.

A blood-red demon fan appeared in Yang Wu's hand, and as soon as the Blood Refining Demon Fan materialized, the air filled with a rich, nauseating smell of blood.

Holding the Blood Refining Demon Fan, he gave it a shake, and the blood-covered surface extended and enlarged rapidly, like a river of blood, surging toward the Executioner.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, the Executioner instinctively swung his blade in a slash.

With a loud crash, a large flowing of foul-smelling blood rained down from the sky, and the river of blood unleashed by the Blood Refining Demon Fan was largely severed.

Yang Wu's face darkened, while Yang Jueshang's eyes lit up with delight, urging, "Continue the attack, hold him off, and I'll deal with the little thief Lu Yu first."