The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 613 - 350

Ning Xiaoxian lay there stunned, feeling a chill rising from the bottom of her heart, followed by a raging fury: If such a monster does not die, who knows how many innocent won will suffer in the future.

After an unknown amount of ti, the wailing and pleading voice of Ru Ji grew lower and lower, nearly inaudible.

Ning Xiaoxian sneaked a glance at Miluo and noticed that the fox’s Blood Jade Eyes were becoming clearer and more penetrating, signifying an increasing calm and concentration, which secretly impressed her.

The mont had arrived! A gleam of sharp light flashed in Miluo’s eyes outside the house, and with a gentle wave of his hand.

The hunt had finally begun.

A pitch-black sword light flashed into the room, so swift that even Ning Xiaoxian’s eyesight failed to catch it completely. She only sensed a shadow flickering at the corner of her eyes, and the first attacker, with both man and sword, silently broke through the window, aiming directly for Huo Mingzhu’s throat.

Ning Xiaoxian had witnessed many people’s Sword Control Skill, even the imposing and fierce swordsmanship of Chu Yun Sect’s Sect Leader Bai Qing, which had left an indelible impression on her. However, the sword thrust by this person was neither showy nor sharp; it was so fast that it was impossible for human eyes to track, bringing with it a tranquility—that silently entered the hall and took a life quietly.

This sword was like the light rain of March, ant to moisten everything, forcing one into an unavoidable position. The person who thrust this sword seed to have forsaken everything, even neglecting his own safety, striking rcilessly and bravely without leaving any way out for himself.

From the initial flash of the sword light to reaching in front of Huo Mingzhu’s throat, it only took a fraction of a second. At this mont, she had just begun to scream to relieve the overwhelming pleasure surrounding her body, precisely when she tilted her head back and exposed her vulnerability.

The timing of this sword was impeccably precise.

Regrettably, it was not effective.

Huo Mingzhu had not even stood up when a slender hand had already firmly grasped the pitch-black poison thorn aid at her throat, and with a crisp snap, she broke it into two pieces. This sword, like the stinger of a wasp with its very thin and rounded blade resembling a rapier, moved silently through the air, perfectly suited for a stealth attack but had one flaw—it was too thin and fragile. Huo Mingzhu sneered, and her other hand with sharp claw-like fingers thrust towards the attacker’s chest, aiming to brutally rip out his heart.

This person concentrated all his essence, energy, and spirit into this sword, abandoning even the Protective Gang Qi, and if this strike were to hit him, he would have no defense at all.

Yet, there was not the slightest fear on this person’s face, instead, he leisurely pulled a grin at Huo Mingzhu, forming an expression akin to a "smile."

He was actually smiling? Huo Mingzhu was stunned for a mont, her hands inevitably slowing down. Then she felt a chill on her neck as a similarly pitch-black curved blade gently swept across from behind, tenderly severing her head.

Ning Xiaoxian was just standing at the broken window, watching the inside scene unfold entirely.

This dazzlingly brilliant sword strike, this relentless attack, was just a decoy? The real killing move was the gentle blade from behind. She saw it clearly; as the assailant broke in, a shadow suddenly appeared behind Huo Mingzhu without any noise, then quickly materialized into a solid form and swung a deadly blade.

The coordination between these two was seamless, with immaculate timing and control over the battlefield; a little slower, and the person serving as bait would have been dead from a heart extraction. She could not help but marvel at Miluo’s subordinates, as both individuals on the front lines were impressively formidable.

Indeed, this was just an appetizer. A wisp of green smoke erged from Huo Mingzhu’s neck, which was as wide as a bowl’s opening, quickly escaping through the drafty door and fleeing outside.

This is the true form of the Plague Demon. The reason the sword wielder chose to behead Huo Mingzhu instead of stabbing her heart was because he feared that piercing the heart would be ineffective. As soon as he saw the green smoke slip out, he too transford back into a shadow and snuck out through the door gap.

Ning Xiaoxian took a closer look and felt chills run down her spine. What seed to be a shadow was actually a swarm of thousands of black beetles! The swarm paused in mid-air, as if it had completed its mission, and then regrouped together, transforming into a Black-clothed Man with a nose and eyes, his face stiff. It was then that Ning Xiaoxian sensed the demon energy on him.

Changtian quickly said in her ear, "This is a Gathering Demon, ford by a large number of small individuals. When it disperses into small beetles, it has no demon energy, allowing it to hide in the corners of the room and wait to deliver a fatal strike."

The world is indeed full of wonders. After the Insect Demon took on human form, it didn’t chase after, but simply stood by Miluo. Their task, together with their partner, was rely to force the Plague Demon out of Huo Mingzhu’s body to facilitate actions by others.

After leaving the house, the green smoke imdiately dove into the woods without any hesitation or battle, and just like a Plague Seed, it crashed into a transparent Barrier.

However, the Barrier didn’t hold it for long; the green smoke coiled around twice, seemingly corroding a hole through the Barrier and allowing it to escape to freedom.

But to detain it for those couple of breaths, the Barrier had already fulfilled its purpose. Suddenly, one person sprang from each corner of the clearing, each holding a dark cylinder. They pressed a chanism towards the green smoke, and from within the cylinders, a torrent of Golden Needles shot out like a downpour.

The green smoke, hearing the chanism, was unfazed as it continued corroding the Barrier. It now lacked a physical form; why would it fear the Golden Needles? But when the needles struck the green smoke, it caused a reaction similar to cold water poured into a pot of hot oil, not only causing the green smoke to splatter like oil droplets but also producing a sizzling explosive sound.

Everyone present heard a sharp, squeaking noise, much like a mouse, but magnified a hundred tis. Everyone realized those were the pained screams of the Plague Demon. The needles fired from the chanism were not just any Golden Needles but were Yangming Divine Needles from Qianjin Hall. Each needle, forged through a special process from the True Sun Fire, took thirty days to refine, specifically designed to destroy any Evil presence.

Unbeknownst to Ning Xiaoxian, the artifacts from Qianjin Hall were renowned for their astonishing quality and even more astonishing prices. The price tag for this cylinder of needles was a whopping eighty thousand Spirit Stones. In that instant, Miluo had just spent three hundred twenty thousand Spirit Stones.

Sunlight is the nesis of all Evil entities. A fully matured Plague Demon isn’t afraid of ordinary sunlight, but the Yangming Divine Needle, with the intensity of the sun concentrated a thousand tis, the mont it touched the Plague Demon, it suffered severe damage, considerably fading the color of the green smoke.

Fortunately, the barrier before it had already been broken through. It plunged through it headfirst.

Only to hit the second layer of the Barrier. If it could speak at that mont, it probably would have cursed loudly —how many of these damned Barriers were there? Suddenly, it turned around, no longer fleeing for its life, but launched itself at the enemy, specifically targeting the closely huddled person among the crowd.

Being an experienced old demon, it knew from the first strike by the attacker that it had fallen into soone else’s trap, and that the opponent would surely have a continual backup plan. Thus, having been compelled to leave Huo Mingzhu’s body, its plan was set on escaping swiftly, following the idea that a gentleman’s revenge is not too late even after ten years. Surviving for many years, it was naturally rich in experience.

However, as soon as the adversary reached out, it inflicted severe Primordial Energy damage on it. Clearly, the enemy was well-prepared, and it was indeed hard to escape at the mont. Thinking only of escape might just bring more opportunities to be hit, so it instead turned to the strategy of capturing the leader first.

It knew well that the leader’s surroundings would have the most protective asures, so as soon as it charged over, it spontaneously dispersed upon encountering the first interception, transforming into a large expanse of light green fog, covering the entire Barrier. Soone shouted loudly: "Be careful, it’s the Poisonous Miasma!"

Those present were all astute, instantly holding their breath to prevent the poison miasma from entering their lungs. They remained seemingly fearless because they knew ahead of ti what kind of monster they were dealing with and had preemptively taken dicine to ward off the poison. The Insect Demon imdiately transford back into a dense swarm of black beetles with a rustling sound, burrowing into a big hole in the ground to hide. Being particularly sensitive to changes in gas, it was the first to suffer from such a wide-reaching indiscriminate poisonous gas attack.

However, this Poisonous Miasma was exceedingly fierce, and within seconds, everyone began to notice their Protective Gang Qi Shields swiftly corroding, lting away like snow in the spring sun. The Barrier was originally intended to imprison the Plague Demon, but now it inadvertently trapped everyone within its range of poisonous miasma.

Just at this mont, a piercing scream ca from the center of the crowd. A Black Robed Scholar exclaid in shock, "Not good, my lord!" No longer concerned about the others, he took out a small, exquisite tower from his bosom and quickly ford a spell. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please vote for it with recomndation tickets and monthly tickets on qidian. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)