Dual Cultivation God Returns-Chapter 610 Let them

*Smack* *Crunch*

A Spiritual Qi Fist broke the neck of a pale stiff figure which had a metal mask seemingly bolted into the face, and a talisman hanging over it.

The figure's torso was already caved in at multiple angles and places, and one of its legs was bent at a weird angle, one of its shoulders crushed so bad it was practically paper-thin, but no signs of blood were visible either on its clothes or around.

"Fuu~... finally..."

Hua Ziyan heavily exhaled as Wu Mengqi also just finished with another one.

There were eight other such figures lying around in this moderately large cave hall, some crushed so severely they hardly resembled a human body, some with deep and shallow cuts all over. f𝗿e𝗲𝘄𝗲bn𝐨𝚟𝚎l.com

"They were insa~nely hard to cut! I started to wonder if my sword became dull or something..."

Wu Mengqi exclaimed, supporting the sentiment she felt in the other beauty's heavy sigh.

"Mm, they didn't go down after being almost fully crushed with my fists either..."

The two looked at each other and chuckled, after which they simultaneously nodded and headed toward a passage leading deeper inside the mountain.

They were already within the part that resembled natural caves, and could clearly hear the sound of water falling ahead.

"They broke through our corpse puppets! Don't let those wenches inside the Inner Sanctum! Cut them down!"

Resounded from very far ahead, and a small group of Core Formation Realm cultists ran toward the two beauties, but did not stand a chance as they were mowed down with no mercy or hesitation.

"Wenches... hehe", Wu Mengqi made a smile while sheathing her sword and looking ahead, but something within her tone and the look in her eyes was giving Hua Ziyan chills.

After all, she personally witnessed this blue-eyed young lady crush a certain part of a man's body with the sheathe of her sword, brightly smiling while doing so.

Hua Ziyan wouldn't have noticed or paid any mind to it, if it did not happen again, and again, and again...

Every time whenever these cultists shouted something remotely insulting to either of them, the sword sheathe would make them produce strange-sounding noises with the same mouths after.

"Um... Sister Mengqi... your sword...", Hua Ziyan looked at the sheathed sword held in one hand of the beauty.

"Um? The Nutcracker? What about it?"

"... nothing..."

After traveling toward the sound of the waterfall for some time, the two noticed someone approaching from behind, but since they knew these presences, they stopped to let them catch up.

Soon, the dark passage revealed familiar faces of Shen Min, Bi Rui, Feng Yi and Nie Xiwang, who were also in the company of Lian Zhiqiu.

"Eh? Master... weren't you...?", Hua Ziyan asked as they both raised their eyebrows.

"Haha, Wu Long signaled that the Spiritual Formation's power could be lowered to levels I can control without much fuss, didn't you feel the Aura Suppression Field go down?", Lian Zhiqiu chuckled while answering, showing them her palm that had a small rotating array circle hovering above it.

"Oh... I see. I guess you were finished with those on the outside then?", Wu Mengqi nodded as she turned to the others who made wry smiles.

"Honestly, quite a lot poured out even after you went in... but...", Feng Yi spoke for everyone, turning her eyes to Nie Xiwang as her words trailed off, while the Blade Empress stood with a rather humble and amicable appearance.

""Ah~ understandable...""

The two who went inside the cave complex made dry laughs as well since they also witnessed the start of the fight.

The group then started moving forward again, continuing the small talk on the way as giggles could be heard from time to time, until they noticed that the sound of waterfall was becoming incredibly loud, and now the sound of rain and thunder could be discerned as well.

The passage widened and then flowed into a giant grotto, and to their side, a large waterfall was falling from the side of the cave opening high above, cascading into a small lake surrounded by green plants that were also covering the high natural cave walls.

The rain also poured from the same opening, splashing on the surface of the water, and falling to a boulder-island in the middle of the lake, a small bush of beautiful violet flowers growing in the center.

There was also a large open ground to the front and the side opposite the lake, ending with man-made multi-level passages and cave entrances going up the walls, large metal vats with burning fire illuminating the entire grotto.

"How dare you enter the Inner Sanctum of the Venerable Blood Demon!!!", a man wearing robes of high-tier member of the cult pointed his finger at them.

There were also groups of cultists behind him, and a specific one of 30 cultists sitting with closed eyes in circled spots of a blood-drawn array circle, chanting and making hand-seals.

"Eek, it's that corpse puppet again..."

Wu Mengqi made a sour face as she looked at a pale figure with a mask and talisman in a half-lying half-standing coffin in the center of that blood circle.

"It seems they were the ones controlling the previous ones..."

Hua Ziyan nodded, looking at ten empty coffins laying not far from the blood circle.

"No..., that corpse is... a Transcendent..."

Shen Min's heterochromatic eyes narrowed at the sight and the other beauties turned toward the puppet.

"I said-...!!!", the ignored cultist raged again, but the next moment, a sheathe of a sword made a precise strike, as the soul-crushing *Crunch!* resounded.

"Hehe, I recognized your voice", Wu Mengqi chuckled as she looked at the widened eyes of the man, whose mouth opened to make a strange high-pitched sound, his whole figure bent forward and shuddering.

*Shiing!*

Her sword left the sheathe and pierced the neck of the man, and she gracefully stepped aside while taking both the empty sword sheathe and the sword away in a turn, letting the man fall to the ground still gurgling in a growingpoodle of blood.

"""H-High priest!!!"""

The voices of some cultists around were tinged with fear, but then as someone shouted "Do not fear! The Blood Demon will deliver us!!!", their eyes shined with a fanatic light and they ran at the beauties with weapons appearing in their hands.

"Do not let them interrupt the ritual!"

"Hold them off until the corpse puppet awakens!!"

Shouts came as Nie Xiwang's figure floated a little above the ground, her swords taking their positions above her head, pointing the sharp tips toward the crowd.

*Twang*

An arrow pierced the chest of one of the cultists after his attempt to block it with a weapon failed and his saber broke.

"Tch!", Feng Yi opened the eye she previously closed to aim as her arrow was blocked from reaching one of the people in the circle.

She then aimed again, and the arrow glowed with patterns of Spiritual Qi as she suddenly changed the aim to above and sent the arrow out with a *twang*.

'Forced Arrow Arc', she inwardly said as the arrow bent at an unnatural short arc for its speed and this time reached its destination.

"Don't stop! As long as even one of them is alive it can still be activated", Lian Zhiqiu told Feng Yi as the latter widened her eyes at those words, and then started sending arrow after arrow in different directions that bent around the cultists to target the circle.

"Shit! Kill that redhead!"

The cultists ran forward, but were greeted by an onslaught of other beauties.

"Broken Light Formation"

Lian Zhiqiu took out a long flagpole, holding it with her free hand, the array flag on its end shining with profound patterns and symbols as a glowing circular pattern appeared above her.

Shards of light, resembling the ones that could be seen when a formation barrier is broken, but sharper and looking not as fragile, grew out of the pattern, and then started raining on the cultists that remained behind to safeguard the circle, as Feng Yi targeted the remaining29 who were in it.

The circle protectors tried to block her arrows spreading barriers of their Spiritual Qi, and targeting the arrows with their own attacks, but the barriers were pierced through, and there were too many arrows for them to target as they also had to defend against Lian Zhiqiu, while other beauties gradually grinded the numbers of people in front down.

But as only three people remained alive in the blood circle...

"Let them initiate it"

Wu Long's voice resounded from above as he floated down with a smile from the opening in the ceiling of the grotto.