Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 813 - 368: Peril of Evil Qi; Slaying the Blood Bone Master_3

Chapter 813: Chapter 368: Peril of Evil Qi; Slaying the Blood Bone Master_3

This strike far surpasses those of ordinary cultivators of the same stage. Even mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators would suffer a small loss if caught off guard.

However, in Xu Ping’s eyes, there was only a cold indifference.

"Slash!"

He pointed his fingers like a sword, and with a light flick amidst the sky full of soul-stabbing grievances and invisible shockwaves.

A clear, resounding sword hum echoed, like a dragon’s roar piercing the heavens.

Seventy-three condensed sword lights, exuding a silent, green glow, instantly formed a massive Sword Array that enveloped the entire domain. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

As soon as the Sword Array took shape, the countless soul-stabbing grievances, like moths flying into a fire, collided with the flowing cyan sword energy, instantly making a "sizzle" sound as they dissolved, turning into wisps of blue smoke and dispersing.

Meanwhile, the invisible soul shockwave was directly shredded and annihilated by the Sword Intent emanating from the Sword Array.

"What?!"

The Blood Bone Master was appalled and turned pale.

His full-force attack was effortlessly neutralized by the opponent.

This person’s Sword Array was terrifyingly powerful!

The Water Lake Rat seized the moment of Blood Bone Master’s mental shock, letting out a soul-piercing shriek.

The Profound Nether Heavy Water reached its extreme limit, precisely locking onto the mana and blood energy flowing around Blood Bone Master.

Like an invisible giant hand, it firmly held him in place, making the operation of his mana suddenly sluggish and awkward.

Xu Ping’s eyes turned sharp, giving no more chances, his sword finger decisively slashed down.

"Ten Thousand Swords—Return to the Void!"

At the core of the Sword Array, seventy-three sword lights merged into one.

It transformed into a hundred-zhang-long, immensely condensed, dim gray Sword Energy, as if it could even swallow the light.

The Sword Energy disregarded the hasty layers of blood bone shields set by Blood Bone Master, slashing down like a blade of judgment.

"No!"

The Blood Bone Master let out a desperate howl, his withered body collapsing inch by inch under the destructive Sword Intent.

The protective blood robe instantly turned to ash.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner, deemed his lifeline, let out a mournful cry, its flag surface cracking open with several huge tears, its Spiritual Light dimmed.

The Sword Energy swept past his neck without hindrance.

Spurt!

A shrunken head, filled with terror and unwillingness, flew high into the air.

The headless corpse, eroded by the destructive Sword Intent, quickly turned to ash and vanished!

A mere three-inch-high, blood-red miniature Nascent Soul, with a twisted and venomous expression, fled in panic from the ashes.

It was indeed the original Nascent Soul of the Blood Bone Master.

The Blood Bone Nascent Soul screamed, surrounded by flashing blood light, attempting to tear through space and flee!

However, the viscous, glue-like domain of heavy water and the space-confining force fully activated by the Water Lake Rat were like the toughest cage, locking the surrounding space tightly.

The blood light flickered several times, yet the Nascent Soul, as if hitting an invisible wall, couldn’t move an inch.

"Spare me, fellow Daoist, spare me!"

The Blood Bone Nascent Soul instantly collapsed, devoid of any savagery, leaving only the most primal fear and desire to survive.

"I... am willing to offer all my lifelong collections and all the treasures of Blood Bone Island."

The Blood Bone Master continuously threw out chips, "and... and even the batch of fine cauldrons on the island, including a female cultivator with a special constitution in Golden Core, all offered to fellow Daoist."

"Just spare my life, fellow Daoist!"

Seeing Xu Ping still expressionless, the Blood Bone Nascent Soul’s eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness and hope, shouting shrilly:

"Fellow Daoist, I am on intimate terms with the ’Old Devil Hehuan.’"

"All three Island Masters of Wan Huan Island are mid-stage Nascent Soul giants. Especially the Old Devil Hehuan, whose demon skills are earth-shattering, stronger than top mid-stage Nascent Souls."

"If you kill me, it will be a feud with Wan Huan Island."

"Old Devil Hehuan?"

Xu Ping’s action paused imperceptibly for a moment.

Information about this demon flashed quickly through his mind.

The head of the Three Demons of Wan Huan Island, a formidable figure of the evil path, renowned for his demonic skills and fierce reputation.

The Wan Huan Island he resides on has three mid-stage Nascent Souls stationed, considered the next top tier among Outer Sea Human Race’s forces.

Seeing Xu Ping seemingly "hesitant," the Blood Bone Nascent Soul grabbed onto what seemed like the last straw, speaking even more urgently: "Yes, it is indeed the Old Devil Hehuan."

"As long as fellow Daoist spares me, I am willing to introduce you."

"Wan Huan Island has countless resources, beauties as vast as the clouds, and secret techniques for breaking through to mid-stage Nascent Soul."

"With your sky-reaching power, fellow Daoist, gaining the support of Wan Huan Island will allow you to command the winds and rain in the Outer Sea. I am ready to offer Blood Bone Island and everything on the island right now... "

"Noisy."

Xu Ping’s cold voice, like a cold spring from the Nine Nether, instantly extinguished all of the Blood Bone Nascent Soul’s illusions and words.

"Mere mid-stage Nascent Souls."

"Not even late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivators."

Before the words finished, the sword finger had already pointed out.

"Slash!"

The suspended dim gray Sword Energy, ignoring the Blood Bone Nascent Soul’s desperate screams and the last burst of protective blood light, slashed down like a hot knife through butter.

"No!"

The soul sound twisted to the point of shrillness came to an abrupt halt.

Splat!

The Blood Bone Master’s Nascent Soul, along with all the resentment, fear, unwillingness, and residual souls it contained, in the face of the Surging Sword Light, burst like a fragile bubble, instantly annihilated.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner let out a mournful cry, its Spiritual Light completely dimmed, falling from the air.

Xu Ping reached out, and the ownerless Ten Thousand Souls Banner and the Blood Bone Master’s Storage Ring fell into his hand.

"An interesting Spirit Treasure."

Xu Ping put away the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and Blood Bone Master’s Storage Ring, planning to study them thoroughly in the future.

Now, even though the Blood Bone Master is dead, Blood Bone Island still has many heinous cultivators.

He planned to slaughter them all and then throw them into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

In doing so, he would be eradicating evil for the people and accumulating merit.

"Capture all the heinous cultivators on Blood Bone Island, and disperse the rest," Xu Ping glanced at the Water Lake Rat beside him, giving his order in a calm tone.

"Yes, master,"

replied the Water Lake Rat, nodding.