Chapter 275: Flowing Excrement and Urine Asura Fist, Bare Walls Underworld Seal

The Heavenly Lightning Descent Map was valued at a million spirit stones—a true weapon of mass destruction. If he actually used it, he might just get a taste of what a Heavenly Yin Spirit Root felt like.

Speaking of the Demonic Embryo Profound Origin Secret Curse, a demonic secret art, Wang Yu had been considering re-verifying it. He always felt that the Profound Origin Demonic Embryo he cultivated wasn't quite normal.

The main reason was that the last time he devoured the White family elder's dual spirit root, he received nearly 100% feedback, but according to the secret art's description...

...without a blood relation, the feedback should only be one or two tenths.

This time, he could verify it again.

Furthermore, regarding Fu Xiao, he had also entrusted Zhuo Shouqing to gather more information. This person had, in his early years, completely consumed all family members with cultivation aptitude.

To reach the level of a Heavenly Spirit Root as he had now, it would logically require him to devour at least ten Heavenly Spirit Roots of the same attribute.

However, based on this person's life history, there weren't many related rumors. The other party might know something, or perhaps the Profound Origin Demonic Embryo, once the secret art was perfected, possessed many mysterious abilities that Wang Yu didn't understand!

"Lord City Master, our scouts report that Sanmao City has reacted. They seem to be gathering outside the city, preparing for a direct confrontation."

Wang Yu, who had been deep in thought, snapped back to reality and asked Xu Ruozhou.

"How many people do they have? Any movement from the Black Blood Bandits?"

"Currently, a few hundred people have gathered. Given Sanmao City's current size, they should ultimately be able to field between one thousand and nearly two thousand cultivators. There probably aren't as many Foundation Establishment cultivators as we have.

"As for the Black Blood Bandits, there's been no news from them. The scout might be dead."

This number was quite small. After all, it was a massive city with a Tier 3 spiritual vein, boasting at least several hundred thousand inhabitants, and it could easily support tens of thousands of cultivators.

However, in recent decades, Luo Chen had implemented the "Annihilation Scheme" proposed by Wang Yu. While it indeed brought in a lot of spirit stones, it completely destroyed Sanmao City's cultivator ecosystem.

A large portion of its population had migrated to other cities.

Apart from the subordinates he brought from the Sacred Sect, the number of rogue cultivators and even smaller surrounding factions had plummeted drastically.

Even if he offered the best policies, it would be difficult to attract influential families or sects to settle in Sanmao City.

The two original Foundation Establishment Talisman Master families had long since been wiped out.

Powerful individuals within the city were scarce; almost all usable personnel had been sent to replenish the Black Blood Bandits. This was no longer limited to the vicinity of Sanmao City, and its adverse effects on the cultivator ecosystem of this entire region were too severe.

Over time, this had led to the current situation where even the 3,000-strong city guard regiment couldn't be fully staffed.

"So, in terms of numbers, we still have a significant advantage."

"That's correct, except for Core Formation cultivators..."

Xu Ruozhou cautiously glanced at the cultivators still on the move. Few in the Gui Ling army knew the true number of Core Formation cultivators in Sanmao City.

Furthermore, he could roughly guess Wang Yu's reason for starting this war now.

Retaliation was just one explanation.

Streamlining the bloated structure of the Gui Ling army was also a major reason. Apart from the eight hundred directly trained disciples who had been nurtured since their initial cultivation, the rest were recruited rogue cultivators.

These individuals had been wandering the cultivation world for too long; merely showing up without putting in effort was common for them, and they were easily tempted into betrayal.

Wang Yu intended to return to his sect, so naturally, he had to resolve all hidden dangers in Gui Ling City. He needed to ensure at least that no major issues would arise before he could leave with peace of mind.

This was his cash cow, and absolutely nothing could go wrong with it.

Having Zuo Qiuming oversee things was fine, but Wang Yu feared that Zuo Qiuming might not have the time or energy to manage it. After all, helping was a favor, but not helping was his prerogative, and Wang Yu didn't have that much influence yet.

It was still quite difficult for a cultivator rising in power in their generation to earn spirit stones.

Several days later, the Gui Ling army, which had been marching in fits and starts, finally halted its advance on a fertile, grassy plain outside Sanmao City.

"We're here!"

"They're here!"

Both sides felt a chill in their hearts simultaneously.

The Gui Ling cultivators, in particular, were brimming with excitement. It wasn't often they encountered a scenario where City Masters from the Sacred Sect fought each other. For them, this was a great opportunity worth fighting to the death for.

Once they won, all of Sanmao City's resources and wealth would be theirs; whoever seized it would keep it. The promise Wang Yu made before their departure was enough to incite the ferocity of these demonic cultivators, who valued spirit stones more than their lives.

As the two sides confronted each other...

In the sky.

Little Talisman Lord Luo Chen observed Wang Yu from afar, a shadow darkening his heart. Others might not know, but he was aware that Wang Yu originated from a spiritual slave background!

How could such a piece of trash actually climb to the position of City Master one day?

Seventy percent of his ill will towards Wang Yu stemmed from this—he believed Wang Yu was unworthy. The remaining thirty percent was his dissatisfaction with Zhuo Shouqing.

But now.

He clearly sensed that Wang Yu's aura had broken through to the Core Formation stage.

How was this possible?!

Luo Chen, on the other hand, possessed a Heavenly Spirit Root of the Yin attribute, a type of anomalous spirit root. Cultivating the "Great Dark Heaven Talisman Scripture" came as naturally as breathing to him, and he had never encountered any bottlenecks.

Even with no lack of resources, he had only successfully formed his core a few years before reaching the age of one hundred.

After that, his cultivation speed plummeted. While the advantage of his Heavenly Spirit Root remained, it was no longer as unhindered as it had been before Core Formation. This level of aptitude could guarantee Core Formation and was also the most promising seed for Nascent Soul.

But once he reached the third tier, his progress inevitably slowed significantly.

Regarding resources, even his master hadn't provided him with the full amount of cultivation resources for Core Formation. He was merely given Sanmao City and told to earn it himself.

With both his cultivation speed and resource allocation declining simultaneously, he had been stuck at Core Formation Stage 3 for over 120 years, causing him some anxiety.

Although Wang Yu had encountered many peak Core Formation death warriors, they were cultivated through special methods. Their strength was not much greater than that of rogue cultivators at the same level, and they had significant lifespan deficiencies.

Core Formation cultivators—especially those from dominant factions—still held great value. They were already among the upper echelons of this land, second only to Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Wang Yu, why such a grand display? Are you perhaps trying to exact revenge?"

As the two stared at each other from a distance, Wang Yu sneered.

"Luo Chen, I kindly helped you, yet you repaid kindness with enmity. Today, I'll make you realize what 'too late for regrets' truly means."

Luo Chen's eyes narrowed. He sensed that Wang Yu didn't harbor much killing intent. If that was the case... it seemed like an opportunity—a chance to kill this villain!

He secretly sent a telepathic message to his two subordinates and Elder Qiao, then spoke aloud to Wang Yu: "Let's fight. If you win, I'll apologize. But if you lose..."

Before he could finish, Wang Yu's figure abruptly vanished from mid-air.

In an instant, he reappeared before Luo Chen and directly unleashed his Demonic Dragon Fist, proclaiming wildly,

"What are you prattling on about? Let's fight first, then talk!"

The City Master's proactive attack instantly ignited the Gui Ling army. Without a word, they charged forward with shouts.

The two Core Formation Stage 2 cultivators from Sanmao City exchanged glances and engaged in combat with Qing Yang. However, they weren't putting in their full effort, keeping part of their attention on Luo Chen.

They could disengage and provide support at any moment, which greatly surprised the somewhat relaxed Qing Yang. When had he become so strong? Sacred Sect Core Formation cultivators were nothing special!

Meanwhile, amidst the clouds.

Elder Qiao, hidden by a stealth secret art, silently prepared a fatal strike, having affixed a Black Heaven Talisman to his Mysterious Saint Sword.

As soon as Luo Chen gave the word, his sword strike would ensure Wang Yu had no burial place!

As the central battlefield,

Luo Chen and Wang Yu's confrontation was particularly crucial.

"You've only just formed your Core; you don't even have a Natal Divine Ability or a magical artifact. How can you possibly fight me?!"

Luo Chen easily defended against Wang Yu's powerful and heavy punch after taking out his Natal magical artifact, the Black Heaven Banner. Black talismans with silver characters flew out from the banner's surface.

They formed chains of talismans. No matter how exquisite Wang Yu's evasion techniques were, there was no room to dodge under the absolute suppression of their numbers; the black talismans enveloped him.

"—Explode!"

With a soft shout, dark flames erupted, and extreme heat radiated outwards.

"How do you like the taste of my Black Fire Talismans?"

Although he didn't believe Wang Yu would die, Luo Chen also didn't think he could easily block it. He had inscribed a total of six Tier 3 talismans and twelve types of Tier 2 talismans into the Black Heaven Banner.

As long as he infused it with spiritual power, it could quickly replicate the same types of talismans, enough to handle any situation. The Black Fire Talisman was the most powerful type among the Tier 2 talismans.

Once the smoke and dust dispersed, Wang Yu was enveloped in an Ice Dragon Core Flame. The clash of low and high temperatures effortlessly extinguished the black flames.

His relaxed demeanor clearly showcased his confidence.

"You're truly noisy."

Flame Form Art!

Although this art was only Tier 2, the Ice Dragon Core Flame was powerful enough that, with the enhancement of spiritual power, this Tier 3 ice flame truly unleashed its might.

The flame condensed into a giant ice python over a hundred meters long, enveloped in icy mist with blue flames rising. Wherever it passed, moisture in the air condensed into ice crystals, and it actually began to hail.

"A Tier 3 spiritual flame?"

Luo Chen's eyes narrowed. He threw the Black Heaven Banner forward, and talismans flew out from it, forming a black fire dragon that also charged towards the blue flame ice python.

This was the advanced form of the Black Fire Talisman—the Black Heaven Dragon Talisman!

As the two offensives collided, they annihilated each other, and large amounts of steam billowed up, rapidly reducing visibility.

Immediately after.

A terrifying crimson aura surged skyward. Wang Yu, cloaked in a bloody mist of killing intent, teleported forth. The materialized killing intent coalesced behind him into a half-body Asura manifestation.

"Thump-thump—"

The sound, like a beating heart, echoed in Luo Chen's ears. Just as he felt a strong sense of foreboding, his vision blurred, and he was surrounded by endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Fear, dread, cowardice... a flood of negative emotions surged into his mind. When he saw that the ground was covered with corpses, all of them Dark Heaven Talisman Lords, the feeling of terror almost completely engulfed his spirit.

In an instant, his will was utterly shattered!

"No!!!"

In reality, Wang Yu, whose divine sense meticulously observed the other party, wore a slightly strange expression. This guy... he actually peed a few drops; his pants were wet.

So this was the perfected Minor Asura Killing Fist—one punch and he soiled himself?

What a move, the Dao Heart Shattering Fist!

If he couldn't break free from the terrifying illusion steeped in killing intent, this person would be ruined for life. Immediately after, Wang Yu revealed a triumphant smile.

Seizing this opportune moment, he unleashed the Yellow Springs Grand Hand Seal towards Luo Chen. As a Natal magical artifact, the Black Heaven Banner possessed an instinct to protect its master.

Therefore.

Even though Luo Chen was deeply trapped in the killing intent illusion, the Black Heaven Banner still rushed back and actively met the Yellow Springs Grand Hand Seal, causing its radiant glow to rapidly dim.

When it was almost halfway destroyed.

Elder Qiao finally noticed something was wrong and loosened his sword incantation.

(End of Chapter)