Cultivator Shen Yu was not in a good mood right now.
Too much had happened that day, especially after realizing that the Heavenly Dao Rules were showing an extre bias toward Demon Cultivators.
By nature, no matter his previous life or this one, Cultivator Shen Yu utterly despised chaos, slaughter, and the utter absence of humanity.
Clearly, this world had its own dazzling civilization, countless wise cultivators, and practitioners of high moral virtue.
Yet now, it felt as if everything was about to be destroyed.
And right before his eyes, these Demon Cultivators who wallowed in desire, who had abandoned the most basic human morality and empathy, appeared, showing him their disgusting faces.
Originally, Cultivator Shen Yu had planned to escape through the Gray Mist Space as soon as he was discovered.
But in this mont, he changed his mind.
Three breaths' ti?
Cultivator Shen Yu didn't even give himself the ti for a single breath, raising his hand to cast a spell instantly.
—Spirit Destruction!
Yes, it was the very spell Wizard Shen Yu had previously used to slay the God of Disease.
Although, in terms of level, this was rely a Fourth Stage spell, the result depended on who cast it, and the power of such spells at this level had its unique advantages—especially for Shen Yu at the Fifth Stage, he could unleash them instantly.
Most importantly, Cultivator Shen Yu had already noticed that these Blood Demon Sect True Masters focused their techniques on the Primordial Spirit, not the physical body!
Spirit Destruction Magic was specifically designed to erase consciousness.
With one gesture, wretched screams erupted from the boundless sea of blood before him.
The agony in soul and consciousness was unbearable even for those at the True Master Realm.
It was far more than re pain.
Violent chaos of consciousness and mory would follow.
It was as if soone drove their finger deep into the brain, frantically stirring it up!
Yet, Cultivator Shen Yu was sowhat astonished.
"Not dead?"
This blow could easily kill a weaker Divine Spirit, and most of these Demon Cultivator True Masters had barely broken through.
Moreover, they knew nothing of magic, and against an attack devoid of any spiritual power, they were utterly unprepared.
Theoretically, he should have at least killed one!
However, Cultivator Shen Yu quickly realized the problem.
These Demon Cultivators were connected in a unique way.
An array?
Cultivator Shen Yu didn't know; he understood far too little of the Immortal Cultivation World's myriad tactics.
Not to ntion thods at the True Master level, even techniques below that he knew very little about.
After all, until recently, he was only a Foundation Establishnt-level Qi Refiner.
Now, the many Demon Cultivator True Masters, consud by extre rage, unleashed their ferocious attacks.
An overwhelming blood sea surged forth, with countless terrifying magical treasures like blood needles hidden within, mixed with a stench of poison and Divine Soul intimidation.
Even Cultivator Shen Yu could feel waves of instinctive threats rising within.
Clearly, facing many alone was far from easy.
Yet, although Cultivator Shen Yu had only entered the Gray Mist Space a short while ago, he was keenly aware that his most powerful combat thod was neither realm nor technique, but the Gray Mist Space itself!
His form instantly vanished into the Gray Mist Space, disappearing without a trace.
All the attacks struck nothing!
The only way to threaten any Shen Yu was to sohow prevent him from reacting, or to wield so hidden art that not even the Gray Mist could shield against.
Aside from that, Gray Mist Shen Yu stood undefeatable.
Evidently, these enemies before him were far from being able to threaten Cultivator Shen Yu, who possessed the Gray Mist Space.
The only thing that made him wary was that Earth Immortal Demon Cultivator, likely hidden sowhere in the dark, silently observing the battle.
As for now.
Realizing that all their attacks had missed, the Demon Cultivator True Masters frantically scanned the barrier.
"Escaped?"
"This one's thods are bizarre. Everyone, be careful."
"There's no movent in the barrier."
"Could it be so kind of magical treasure?"
"..."
Not only was Cultivator Shen Yu caught off guard by the Demon Cultivators' strength and tactics, to them, his "technique" was even more bizarre.
No spiritual power could be sensed, yet their Primordial Spirits were directly threatened.
And the pain was shockingly brutal.
It was as if so infernal fire was endlessly burning and twisting their Primordial Spirits.
Facing such a thod alone, caught unprepared, a Demon Cultivator was almost certain to die.
This left the True Masters shocked, furious, and hungry with greed.
But in the next mont, waves of "Spirit Destruction" began crazily pouring in from all directions of the void.
Cultivator Shen Yu simply hid within the Gray Mist Space, his Divine Soul inscribed with Demon Patterns madly revolving, consuming all Magic Power in the shortest possible ti!
He even used a bit of Gray Mist to accelerate his casting.
A veritable spell gatling gun!
This was his only trick for now, but even so, these Demon Cultivators, unprepared, lacked the ti to respond.
The air filled with screams.
Several Demon Cultivators could not stand it, instantly severing their connection and fleeing the Secret Realm, while those who remained were heavily wounded within a blink, so even losing consciousness and falling dead!
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