Chapter 264: Yellow and White City Bloodshed

As the saying goes, a sharp weapon in hand breeds the will to kill.

After his divine sense broke through to the mid-third stage, his various divine sense secret arts made significant progress. The most important of these were the Thunder Corpse and the Yin Fiend Corpse, which had been re-refined.

Both could fight simultaneously. Wang Yu, having learned the advanced divine sense techniques of the Heavenly Soul Sect, was gradually mastering multitasking. Combined with his own combat strength,

he could now truly overpower ordinary early Core Formation cultivators.

He was already itching for a fight and wanted to test his skills. These people had conveniently delivered themselves to him.

Was he going to stand for this?

"What do you want to do?!! This is Huangbai City!"

The person seemed not to have expected that merely asking him to remove his mask for a look would provoke such resistance.

Besides, he had already given so much; what harm was there in giving a little more? Couldn't he see how many of them there were, and they still hadn't gained anything?

What the person involved was thinking,

Wang Yu didn't know, nor was he interested in guessing. But their insatiable greed was becoming very annoying.

"Silence."

The Foundation Establishment leader's pupils constricted. Before he could even clearly see any movement, he felt red and white splattered across his face, and a rich, foul stench violently assailed his nostrils.

He trembled as he looked around.

Several familiar outer sect disciples had all been turned into shredded meat, transforming the inn into a scene of hell on earth.

Heaven have mercy.

He was just a humble steward in the early Foundation Establishment stage!

"S-senior..."

With a flick of his wrist, Wang Yu took out the Ghost Weeping Flute. Without the competition from the Soul Devouring Demonic Armor Technique, these living souls would all be refined into Yin Crows to replenish the magical artifact's ghostly power.

Previously, he had battled the Red Fiend on Yin Ghost Mountain.

His Soul-Devouring Yin Crows, accumulated over many years, had been destroyed in an instant by the Nether Tiger's lightning, so he could use cultivators from the Netherworld View to replenish them.

His pleas went unanswered. The Foundation Establishment cultivator, just about to beg for mercy, saw his vision go black. Before he died, he only saw a dark finger touch his glabella.

It was the Soul Annihilation Finger.

After collecting the living corpses into the Corpse Nurturing Coffin, Wang Yu's divine sense rapidly spread, encompassing the entire city!

As a special wartime border city, Huangbai City was primarily a military stronghold, and all mortals had been relocated to cities further back, so there was no need to worry about involving too many people.

Three breaths later, he completed a search using the Ten Thousand Li Tracing Secret Art.

He discovered that Huangbai City only had two early Core Formation cultivators temporarily serving as commanders, whereas theoretically, there should have been peak Core Formation cultivators.

"Could it be that something unexpected happened recently?"

Before he could ponder further,

*Thump, thump, thump—*

At that moment, footsteps suddenly echoed from the staircase. A third-stage Qi Condensation cultivator, dressed as a waiter, ran downstairs. Upon seeing the horrific scene on the first floor, his face changed.

"Help! There's a rogue from the Spirit Reversal Blood Sect who has infiltrated!"

Wang Yu instinctively moved to stop him from shouting, but just as he raised his hand, he lowered it again.

"A motley crew."

He brought the Ghost Weeping Flute to his lips.

"Ooooh~ oooooh~~~"

The mind-controlling demonic music, covering a wide range, quietly began. Cultivators who heard the sound nearby froze in place before they could even figure out what was happening.

The flute's melody was pleasant to the ear, as if transporting listeners to a state of bliss.

It spread throughout the city with the bustling wind. The stronger his divine sense, the greater the power of this soul sound secret art when Wang Yu performed it.

With continuous use, regardless of consumption, more and more cultivators were controlled by the mind-controlling demonic music, though it could not exceed the third stage. Given the size of Huangbai City, few were able to break free.

Huangbai City Lord's Mansion.

Two early Core Formation cultivators were arguing.

"Elder Xiong, this is an Earth Spirit Fruit tree! Don't you want a share?"

"Elder Li, as temporary commanders of Huangbai City, we should fulfill our duties. Since Elder Meng and the others have already gone, they are sure to gain something.

"At that time, you and I can just purchase some from him."

"Oh, you don't understand, this is an Earth Spirit Fruit!"

Elder Li looked anxious.

"This item is rare; it can be used to refine Netherworld Spirit Pills. One pill can increase spiritual power by a thousand wisps. If we can get some, breaking through to the mid-Core Formation stage will be within reach."

"Netherworld Spirit Pill?"

Elder Xiong's face showed a hint of awkwardness. He hadn't been with the Netherworld View for long; he was once a minor genius of the Nether Mountain Sect, joining the View later for the inheritance of the Netherworld Grand Hand Seal.

"In that case, it is indeed worth going. Why don't we leave Huangbai City to those peak Foundation Establishment cultivators?

"Zhuyue State has been at peace for a long time; I don't think a sudden war will break out..."

"Bad news! Bad news!!"

Before he finished speaking, shouts erupted from outside the hall.

A peak Foundation Establishment elder, with blood flowing from both ears, practically crawled and knelt before the two Core Formation cultivators, transmitting via divine sense:

"Sirs, members of the Spirit Reversal Blood Sect have attacked Huangbai City! It's... it's a massacre!"

"What? How could there be no sound at all!"

Elder Li pulled the man up, furious at this sudden turn of events. He had just planned to seize the Earth Spirit Fruit tree, and now this happened.

Seeing him vent his anger on the man, Elder Xiong quickly said:

"I'll go check the situation. After you activate the formation, come and support me. Let's resolve this quickly... then we can also try our luck."

"—Alright!"

Lifting the man, Elder Xiong questioned him along the way, and after realizing his subordinate was completely deaf, he couldn't help but ask:

"Why did you damage your ear orifices?"

"Demonic music! Such terrifying demonic music!"

Elder Xiong frowned deeply.

"Sober up. How many enemies are there? What's their cultivation stage?" "Heh heh~"

The deranged Foundation Establishment elder suddenly let out a strange laugh, sending a chill down Elder Xiong's spine. He immediately flung the man away and simultaneously flew upwards.

Then, he witnessed a chilling sight.

In the entire Southern District, all cultivators, from Qi Condensation to Foundation Establishment, lay smiling on the ground, none spared. Only in the very center was there a slight trace of combat.

The other areas looked more like... mutual slaughter, with no signs of resistance.

At the edge of the Southern District, a large number of cultivators from the Northern District had gathered, but they stood rigidly behind an invisible line, not daring to cross it by even a single step.

"What exactly happened? And where is the enemy?"

The cultivators who had arrived from the Northern District immediately became clamorous upon seeing Elder Xiong.

"One person! There's only one enemy!"

"He used a soul sound secret art. The souls of these deceased cultivators were all sucked away. At least a thousand cultivators died here."

"That person wore a mask, and his divine sense power definitely reached the Core Formation stage. That kind of mind-controlling demonic music is extremely overbearing; even damaging one's ear orifices can't avoid it."

Through the crowd's accounts, Elder Xiong finally gained some useful information. He had no time to think about the other deceased cultivators; capturing the perpetrator was paramount.

"Where is that rogue?!!!"

"We don't know, he was just on top of that tower."

Upon hearing this, Elder Xiong's pupils constricted. He realized this was a divide-and-conquer strategy; the formation that had yet to be activated was the proof.

"Not good."

With a low shout, he immediately transformed into a streak of light and sped towards the City Lord's Mansion.

However, less than fifteen minutes after they separated,

as soon as he returned to the City Lord's Mansion, he saw violent lightning spreading out from within, almost leveling the entire mansion.

"—Roar!!!"

The ferocious Thunder Corpse roared skyward, then lowered its head and completely bit off Elder Li's head. It lifted the corpse high, tilting its head back to receive the nourishment of spiritual blood.

The Yin Fiend Corpse, standing nearby, was restrained by the lightning, displaying a cowering posture, wanting to approach but not daring to.

"Gulp~"

Seeing this from afar, Elder Xiong swallowed hard, his throat dry.

How long had it been? Elder Li, who was more experienced and slightly stronger in combat than him, had been... dispatched in such a short time.

What Wang Yu did was actually quite simple.

The perfect stealth effect of the Stealth Art and Earth Demon Ghost Mask, combined with a focused decapitation strategy under the advantage of a surprise attack, allowed both corpses to strike simultaneously.

The Yin Corpse Malign Curse directly reduced their state by fifty percent, followed by a hard CC (crowd control) for several breaths using the third-stage Soul Annihilation Finger.

The Thunder Corpse descended from the sky, leveling everything with its violent lightning.

After all,

all three—Wang Yu included—possessed strength superior to ordinary Core Formation cultivators. To ambush an ordinary outer sect Core Formation cultivator in such a situation...

...they wouldn't even have time to react, let alone survive!

"Where do you think you're going?"

A sudden, unfamiliar voice

made Elder Xiong, who was secretly retreating, stiffen.

"Ha... haha... Fellow Daoist, why are you doing this? We have no grievances, no need for a life-and-death struggle."

"But your subordinate insisted on calling me a spy for the Spirit Reversal Blood Sect, wasn't satisfied with several bottles of first-grade high-rank spirit pills, and demanded I remove my mask.

"Tell me, did he deserve to die?"

Hearing this reason, Elder Xiong wished he could grind that subordinate to dust. The atmosphere of the Netherworld View was far worse than that of the Nether Mountain Sect.

From top to bottom, they were all people who tried their best to extort spirit stones; it was truly hard to bear.

"Compensation! I, Xiong, am willing to compensate. Name your price, Fellow Daoist, and I guarantee I'll pay, and the Netherworld View won't trouble you."

"Are you joking? Do you really think such naive words can deceive me?"

*Swoosh—*

After draining Elder Li's essence and blood during the brief delay of their conversation, the Thunder Corpse was still not satisfied. It roared, summoning bolts of lightning, and charged forward.

"Damn it, Netherworld Grand Hand Seal!"

"Oh?"

Seeing the familiar divine ability, Wang Yu's eyes lit up. After remotely controlling the Fiend Corpse to cast the Yin Corpse Malign Curse again, the Thunder Corpse's lightning-summoning ability was indeed blocked.

Wherever the murky yellow giant hand passed, all lightning was converted back into its original spiritual energy and dissipated. A divine ability empowered by spiritual power was indeed on another level.

Even if his mastery wasn't as high as Wang Yu's, its power was still greater than what Wang Yu could unleash.

"You cultivate the 'Netherworld Azurefall Scripture'?"

"None of your business!"

With their animosity fully exposed, Elder Xiong had no obligation to answer Wang Yu's questions and was solely preoccupied with how to escape.

Seeing this, Wang Yu remained unconcerned.

"Won't tell? Then I'll find out myself."

*Crackling—*

The Thunder Corpse surged forward again. Elder Xiong pressed his right hand down, unleashing the Netherworld Grand Hand Seal once more. Just as he planned to retreat using an escape technique, he saw a multitude of pale ghost hands emerge from the ground, grabbing him firmly.

In the distance, the Yin Fiend Corpse had its hands plunged into the ground; it was remotely influencing the battle with its Fiend Control Art.

While the Thunder Corpse was blasted away, Wang Yu's true body finally made its move.

A dragon's roar erupted, and he streaked past like a blood-red light.

Elder Xiong's face lit up with joy, thinking his diversion plan had succeeded. Just as he was about to unleash his life-bound artifact for a fatal blow on Wang Yu...

...his mind trembled.

The Asura of Slaughter was quietly staring at him, as if a great terror was approaching.

"Boom—"

One punch!

Elder Xiong's body folded in half. The excruciating pain made him regain consciousness. Opening his eyes, he saw his own head clasped in Wang Yu's hand, and countless black paper boats surged towards his glabella.