Chapter 433

Chapter 433: The Sword Cuts Down Demon Cultivators

Yang Yi had a righteous appearance, and his speech and behavior exuded the demeanor of a Purple Palace cultivator.

This was highly deceptive.

If it were another cultivator, they might indeed be deceived and unwittingly fall into his trap.

However, the moment this old cultivator appeared, Wang Chen keenly sensed a trace of malice hidden within him!

This perception, stemming from the soul, was profoundly mysterious and difficult to articulate, yet it pierced through all disguises and facades, revealing the core essence.

As long as Yang Yi harbored malevolence toward Wang Chen, he would be able to detect it.

No matter how skillfully Yang Yi concealed himself!

With this clear judgment, Yang Yi’s methods could not escape Wang Chen’s insight.

This Purple Palace cultivator was using poison.

He had employed poison more than once!

When he entered, when he sat by the campfire, and while drinking…

Wang Chen had faced numerous opponents, but none were as adept at using poison as Yang Yi.

Moreover, he was a Purple Palace cultivator.

Unfortunately, this Purple Palace cultivator had clearly underestimated Wang Chen.

Or rather, he underestimated Wang Chen’s Invulnerable Vajra body!

Practicing the Heavenly Dragon Vajra True Method to the fourth realm allowed one to reach a stage where the body would not leak, closing all apertures and pores in an instant with just a shift of mindset, rendering it impervious to water, fire, and toxins.

Reaching the fifth level of Invulnerable Vajra meant that ordinary spells and magical tools could not break through the outer skin.

Wang Chen’s current cultivation level was the sixth level of Invulnerable Vajra.

Such a realm would place him firmly within the top ten at the Tianlong Temple, the source of true methods.

Even if Yang Yi’s poison skills reached the Golden Core level, they could not inflict real harm on the Invulnerable Vajra body!

The potent poison he secretly cast could not penetrate Wang Chen’s skin; even if it were inhaled into the body, it would still have no effect.

The Invulnerable Vajra body was unified inside and out, and could only be forcefully broken through with a higher level of power.

Any sneaky method was simply a joke!

Moreover, Wang Chen’s Physique attribute had now reached 20 points, surpassing any other body cultivator of the same level.

Yang Yi, unaware of Wang Chen’s true abilities, had his schemes exposed, and his gaze suddenly turned ferociously grim.

“Die!”

The old cultivator’s eyes instantly turned gray, and a crack suddenly appeared in the center of his brow, flesh ripping open and blood splattering.

An invisible force fiercely stabbed toward Wang Chen, who was close at hand.

Soul Piercer!

This was Yang Yi’s most powerful method, and his ace in the hole, condensing all his soul into a mental stinger designed to break through an opponent’s Purple Palace.

Once struck, the lightest consequence would be a collapse of the Sea of Consciousness and severe damage to the soul; the worst would mean instant death on the spot.

The most terrifying aspect was that even with the Spirit Light Shield activated, one could not entirely fend off this vicious attack targeting the soul.

Yang Yi had once used this technique to ambush a high-level Purple Palace cultivator, and many other cultivators of the same level had met their demise in similar ways.

The greatest weakness of the Soul Piercer was that it had to be executed at close range to be effective.

Seeing that his most skilled poison techniques were ineffective against Wang Chen, the old Purple Palace cultivator immediately unleashed his killing move!

The moment he launched the Soul Piercer, he let out a muffled groan, blood seeping from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.

Casting the Soul Piercer came at a cost!

Simultaneously, Yang Yi’s figure swiftly retreated.

Anticipating defeat before victory, this Purple Palace cultivator considered the possibility that Wang Chen might possess protective spirit tools or high-level spiritual symbols, so he quickly fled to avoid a Powerful Counterattack from Wang Chen.

It must be acknowledged that Yang Yi’s combat experience was exceptionally rich; any other Purple Palace cultivator might have fallen into his trap.

But how could Wang Chen give him another opportunity to ambush him?

As soon as the Soul Piercer was unleashed, Wang Chen sensed the imminent threat and instantly struck out with his palm.

Previously, Wang Chen had tolerated Yang Yi’s covert poisoning, waiting to extract information from him, but unfortunately, this old man was not very cooperative.

Now that both sides had torn off their masks, Wang Chen’s counterattack was not a hasty move but one concentrated with all his strength.

Bang!

With the sound of thunder crashing, Yang Yi’s Soul Piercer was crushed by the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Palm.

The overwhelming palm force surged after the fleeing Yang Yi like a wind sweeping away the remnants of clouds, striking him heavily.

The old cultivator’s body suddenly burst with a cloud of black light, surprisingly managing to withstand the invulnerable palm strength.

However, his escape technique was forcefully interrupted, sending him crashing uncontrollably into the door frame of the grand hall.

Boom!

The entire City God Temple trembled, countless dust particles falling.

Yang Yi rolled on the ground twice, spitting blood wildly.

He suddenly leaped up, the resentment in his eyes almost solidifying.

In the next moment, the old cultivator let out a sharp howl, his hair and robes billowing, as streams of black mist poured out from under his robe.

These black mists quickly formed into numerous skulls, wailing and howling, carrying a chilling wind as they rushed toward Wang Chen.

But Yang Yi clearly did not expect to defeat Wang Chen with these means. The moment the spell was cast, he spat out a mouthful of hot blood, his body transforming into a black shadow, darting out of the grand hall.

Blood Escape Technique!

At this moment, the Purple Palace cultivator felt a deep regret within him.

For a lifetime of hunting geese, he hadn’t expected to have his eyes pecked out by a goose; had he known that Wang Chen was such a "freak," he wouldn’t have entered the City God Temple grand hall even if he was killed.

Having used the Soul Piercer and the Blood Escape Technique consecutively, he would severely deplete his cultivation and lifespan; it would take three to five years of hard training to recover his essence. Additionally, he had lost a protective spirit tool, leaving him feeling like he had suffered a great loss.

Yang Yi silently vowed to himself that he would not rest until he found a way to reclaim his reputation…

Wait!

This Purple Palace cultivator felt a jolt in his soul, a chilling sensation creeping into his heart.

Pfft!

Before Yang Yi could react, a flying sword pierced through his body.

“Ah!”

The Purple Palace cultivator let out a miserable scream, his body crashing like a kite with a broken string into a nearby stone house.

Boom!

The impact echoed with a booming thunderous sound, shattering the silence of the city.

Thunderous sword energy!

Yang Yi, who had crashed into the stone house, lay there like a lifeless dog, having a large hole torn in his chest.

Even though Purple Palace cultivators had very strong life force, he had reached the point of exhaustion.

In the next moment, Yang Yi suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He saw a scarlet sword light descending from the sky, filling his entire field of vision.

“Wait, I have…”

His heart-wrenching scream abruptly halted as his head exploded.

【Heavenly Merit +500】

Wang Chen flashed to the front of the shattered corpse, reaching out to summon back the greatly accomplished Chini Sword.

This opponent had proven to be extremely difficult and had unpredictable means. If it had not been for the special environment of the Nine Dragons underground palace, he might not have been able to hold him.

Purple Palace cultivators faced invisible suppression in the underground palace, causing their spellcasting speed and effect to decrease.

Moreover, the higher their cultivation level, the greater the suppression.

This determined life and death!