Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms - Chapter 152

Chapter 152 Corpse Cultivator

Fang Chen quietly looked at Xia Yu.

Xia Yu sensed Fang Chen’s gaze and hurriedly raised his head, only to see Fang Chen staring at him. He felt a little conscience-stricken.

The crowd didn’t notice Xia Yu’s anomaly. They were trying their best to look at the sky, curious to know the outcome of the battle among the three cultivators.

Fang Chen retracted his gaze and drew out his soul instead, so that he could spectate and experience the battle among the three cultivators close up.

The Foundation Establishment Blood Spirit Cultist was formidable; he was able to hold his own despite being outnumbered. His means were hard to counter, and he clearly had more combat experience than Elder Jinnan.

Even so, he was simultaneously dealing with two Foundation Establishment cultivators, after all.

Abbess Moonchaser’s cultivation might be slightly lower than the two, but the flying sword she controlled was, by no means, weak. She wisely chose to avoid frontal confrontations with the Foundation Establishment Blood Spirit Cultists and instead go for the other party’s weaknesses.

Their cooperation gave them a slight upper hand over the Blood Spirit Cultist.

“Abbess Moonchaser, don’t hold back anymore. Use your Moon Monastery’s Heart Binding Spell. I’ll slay him!” Elder Jinnan relayed a telepathic message to Abbess Moonchaser.

Abbess Moonchaser looked conflicted. The Heart Binding Spell was the Moon Monastery’s strongest mystic art, as well as the one she was the most reluctant to use as it demanded a heavy price.

Her soul would be permanently damaged, and her cultivation would fall slightly. It might take years for her to make a full recovery.

“I can only use it once. You have to kill him.”

The hesitant Abbess Moonchaser finally made up her mind. She put her hands together, and her face suddenly looked incredibly devout. She began chanting, “Perfection lies in the Buha, such is never heard. The Nine Levels of the Heart Sutra…”

The Blood Spirit Cultist widened his eyes in shock. He realized that the dharmic chant was shaking his soul as if an inner demon, inducing a sliver of fatigue in him. He could hardly stop his eyes from closing.

“It’s about time.” Fang Chen heaved a sigh of relief.

With Abbess Moonchaser’s means holding down the Blood Spirit Cultist, Elder Jinnan should be able to slay the latter with ease.

“Go!” Elder Jinnan roared.

His green sword whizzed as a flash of light, aiming at the middle of the Blood Spirit Cultist’s forehead.

The head was a weakness for cultivators too. Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would die when pierced in the head. Only a small number of cultivators in possession of certain secret arts could transfer the damage away.

Pu!

The green whiz of light pierced right through the Blood Spirit Cultist’s head, leaving behind a trail of blood.

“It’s done!” Elder Jinnan breathed a sigh of relief.

This had been a difficult enemy for him.

Even though the old man was on the verge of dying—he was only able to temporarily return to his prime by consuming some kind of strengthening pill—his means were not to be made light of. He could counterattack even when dealing with two Foundation Establishment cultivators.

There was no doubt he would have been even more terrifying if he had been in his prime.

It was fortunate that Abbess Moonchaser was willing to use her ace, which created the room required for him to take down the Blood Spirit Cultist.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator like him should have quite the fortune. At least there’ll be some rewards for my efforts here, Elder Jinnan thought with a smile.

Abbess Moonchaser breathed a sigh of relief too. It was a close one, but luckily we took down the Blood Spirit Cultist.

Fang Chen, Abbess Moonchaser, and Elder Jinnan thought that the Blood Spirit Cultist was dead, but they quickly noticed that something was amiss. The old man was still floating in the air, not falling in the least.

Something is off! A dead cultivator should have been no different from a mortal; how could a corpse float in mid-air on its own?

All of a sudden, the Blood Spirit Cultist opened his eyes and looked at Elder Jinnan and Abbess Moonchaser with a mocking smile. “Did you think I’d die that easily?”

Elder Jinnan and Abbess Moonchaser took a sharp inhalation of breath. He’s still alive despite having taken a sword through his head?

The Blood Spirit Cultist smiled. Two fangs appeared in his mouth, and his spirit ki began to dissipate. In its place surged greenish-black corpse ki!

Elder Jinnan and Abbess Moonchaser’s faces warped in shock.

“A corpse cultivator?” Elder Jinnan blurted out. “Y-you turned yourself into a zombie!”

“The weakness of a zombie is its corpse core. It serves to circulate power through the corpse. He’ll continue moving unless we destroy it,” Abbess Moonchaser grimly murmured.

She had already stopped her Heart Binding Spell. She could only channel it for a short while due to the limitations of her cultivation, or else she would risk severe damage to her soul.

If I knew that the Blood Spirit Cultist was so fanatic as to turn his own body into a zombie, I’d have never struck that deal with Fang Chen!

Corpse cultivators were terrifying beings to deal with in the world of cultivation. Those who became zombies enjoyed longer lifespans than their peers, and this advantage became more significant the higher one’s cultivation was.

On top of that, corpse ki was troublesome to deal with. It had the power to corrode any artifacts it came into contact with, thus weakening its prowess.

Due to that, cultivators were usually reluctant to deal with corpse cultivators. All it took was a moment of carelessness, and their artifacts would be crippled.

“It’s too late for regret. I was reluctant to reveal myself as I’d need a huge amount of blood essence to replenish my depletion,” the Blood Spirit Cultist coldly said. “But you forced my hand. Be prepared to face the brunt of your folly then!”

“Abbess Moonchaser, we’ll have to put our lives on the line to take him down,” Elder Jinnan grimly said.

It was too late to retreat now. They had to give it their all, or else it would spell their end.

Abbess Moonchaser nodded in agreement.

The three of them began crossing blows once more, but this time, the Blood Spirit Cultist clearly wielded the upper hand. Slowly, Elder Jinnan and Abbess Moonchaser’s artifacts were being enveloped by a layer of greenish-black corpse ki. That diminished the prowess of their artifacts.

On top of that, the Blood Spirit Cultist didn’t hesitate to receive Elder Jinnan and Abbess Moonchaser’s attacks with his body. It looked like the two were inflicting grievous injuries on him, but in truth, it didn’t hurt his foundation at all.

After trading a few more blows, Elder Jinnan and Abbess Moonchaser were struck squarely by the Blood Spirit Cultist’s palm. That corroded their spirit ki, and corpse ki began to poison their bodies.

“Hahaha!” The Blood Spirit Cultist raised his head and laughed heartily, as tremendous corpse ki flowed out and covered the sky,

In contrast, Elder Jinnan and Abbess Moonchaser were in terrible shapes.

“It looks like it’ll be the end of us today…” Elder Jinnan bitterly said.

“Young master Fang, when else are you going to make your move?” Abbess Moonchaser suddenly roared.

All of a sudden, Fang Chen tossed out all of his Purple Lightning Talismans as if they were merely scrap paper.

Li Daoye and Abbess Clearlotus did the same too.

So did Huang Sihai and the others, who had been lying nearby in ambush.

Massive lightning bolts weaved into a deadly net that crackled toward the Blood Spirit Cultist. More than two hundred mid-grade Purple Lightning talismans were consumed in an instant!