59: Chapter 59 Madness Fruit, Poison Thunder

"Tsk tsk, a fledgling from the Xuantian Sect's inner sect actually dares to run to the Blood Bone Forest to run amok."

The skinny middle-aged man licked his lips, his eyes filled with cruelty.

"This daddy is just fretting over lacking a fresh Cauldron; none of you are getting away today!"

As soon as his voice fell, the skinny middle-aged man immediately attacked.

With a fierce wave of the cyan short blade in his hand, two translucent, giant wind blades tore through the air, slashing toward Su Qinghan with a piercing shrieking sound!

The speed of the wind blades was unimaginably fast, and even the air was sliced into visible ripples to the naked eye!

"Mutated Wind Spiritual Root!"

Qi Yang, hiding in the shadows, constricted his pupils sharply.

In the Cultivation World, besides the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, there were also some mutated Spiritual Roots, such as wind, lightning, ice...

Although this skinny middle-aged man also fell into the category of Three Spiritual Roots, the lethality and speed of this mutated wind Spiritual Root were definitely a large chunk stronger than ordinary Three Spiritual Roots!

Of course, compared to true Dual Spiritual Roots, it was still vastly inferior.

Su Qinghan's expression was solemn.

Although she was at the Qi Refining Tenth Layer and had purified her Spiritual Root, facing a demonic Cultivator with a mutated wind Spiritual Root at the Qi Condensation 11th Layer, the dual suppression of Realm and attributes also plunged her into a bitter battle.

Clang, clang, clang...

Su Qinghan's Sword Qi and the wind blades collided frantically, scattering sparks everywhere.

She was shaken back repeatedly, the skin between her thumb and index finger split open, and fresh blood dripped down the sword hilt.

The other four Inner Sect Disciples were also tightly entangled by other demonic Cultivators, finding themselves in perilous situations time and again.

"This lass is going to suffer."

Qi Yang crouched in the canopy of a towering tree, watching coldly from the sidelines.

Go out to help? Stop joking.

He was only at the Qi Condensation 9th Layer. Even if his Poison Wood Spiritual Power was overbearing, going out to forcefully clash with a wind Spiritual Root demonic Cultivator at the Qi Condensation 11th Layer would be like lighting a lantern in an outhouse—courting death!

The gap in Realm was like a natural chasm; being two minor Realms apart, the other party's wind blades could directly shred his protective spiritual light into pieces.

"If I can play dirty, I will never confront them head-on!"

Qi Yang ignored the fierce slaughter ahead. Silently, he slid down from the tree canopy, bypassed the battlefield, and crept toward the demonic Cultivators' base camp deep within the Blood Bone Forest.

Most of the demonic Cultivators' elites were being held back by Su Qinghan and the others, so the rear defense was definitely empty.

Qi Yang's perception swept across like radar, quickly locking onto a huge karst cave hidden on the cliff wall.

Lurking around the karst cave were a few demonic Cultivator secret sentries at the seventh or eighth layer of Qi Refining.

Qi Yang did not alert the enemy, fishing out a jade box from his Storage Pouch.

Inside the jade box were a few eerie fruits that were crimson all over and covered with fleshy tumors on the surface.

Manic Fruit.

This thing was not poison, but to Yao Beasts, it was a terrifyingly effective catalyst.

As long as they smelled a trace of juice, the Yao Beasts would completely descend into madness, failing to recognize even their own relatives.

Qi Yang took out a jade bottle, pulled out the stopper, and poured the previously collected, diluted green liquid onto the Manic Fruit.

In just a few breaths, the Manic Fruit was forced to mature to a hundred years old, and that pungent, fishy-sweet scent became dense to the extreme.

"Go on, add some seasoning to the little demonic Cultivator brats."

Qi Yang sneered and forcefully crushed the few Manic Fruits.

He wrapped these juices with Wood-attribute Spiritual Power and fiercely hurled them toward a deep valley behind the karst cave.

In that deep valley, over a hundred first-rank Yao Beasts, Armored Rhinos, were entrenched.

"Roar!!!"

The juice exploded in the deep valley.

Almost instantly, deafening roars emanated from the deep valley.

The eyes of over a hundred Armored Rhinos turned completely red, the muscles all over their bodies bulged high, and they went completely mad!

Following the scent, they rushed out of the deep valley like a fleet of heavy tanks, launching a suicide charge directly toward the demonic Cultivators' karst cave base camp!

Rumble!

The earth was trembling violently.

"Enemy attack! There is a beast tide!"

The demonic Cultivator secret sentries outside the karst cave were so scared their souls flew away and their spirits scattered, and miserable screams pierced the sky over the Blood Bone Forest.

"How could there be a beast tide?!"

The complexion of the skinny middle-aged man who was suppressing Su Qinghan ahead changed wildly.

He suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the base camp, only to see dust flying there and violent Demonic Qi soaring into the sky.

The base camp hid all his accumulated family wealth of so many years, as well as that batch of smuggled supplies that Deacon Pan Ping had just sent!

"Get the hell away from me!"

The skinny middle-aged man let out an angry roar, the spiritual power of his mutated wind Spiritual Root surging frantically.

Bringing his hands together, he fiercely slashed out a terrifying wind blade fully ten zhang long, directly forcing Su Qinghan and the other four Inner Sect Disciples back by a dozen steps.

He couldn't care about killing people at all, turning into a gust of wind and rushing toward the base camp like a madman.

Meanwhile, taking advantage of the chaos of the beast tide assaulting the base camp, Qi Yang had already slipped into the demonic Cultivators' treasure vault.

The treasure vault was built in the deepest part of the karst cave; although the fighting outside was fierce, inside it was quiet.

Qi Yang kicked open the iron door of the treasure vault, and his eyes instantly lit up.

"I've struck it rich, I've struck it rich!"

The treasure vault was piled with a dozen or so black iron boxes, still pasted with the seal of the Xuantian Sect's Materials Hall, clearly stolen goods smuggled by Deacon Pan Ping.

Besides these, there was also a large amount of private collections belonging to the demonic Cultivators!

Tens of thousands of Low-Grade Spirit Stones emitted an alluring radiance, and next to them were a dozen or so jade boxes, all filled with top-grade poisonous herbs rarely seen in the outside world!

"A three-hundred-year-old bone-corroding flower! Top-grade Blood Fiend Vine! These bastards are truly filthy rich!"

Qi Yang's saliva was almost about to drip down. To Righteous Path Cultivators, these poisonous herbs were unlucky things to avoid at all costs, but to him, a Five-Element Mixed Spiritual Roots Cultivator practicing the Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art, they were simply priceless treasures!

Qi Yang didn't stand on ceremony at all; with a big wave of his hand, he directly stuffed everything that caught his eye into his Storage Pouch.

When geese fly past, pluck their feathers; when beasts pass, leave their hide—this was basic conduct.

Having finished looting, Qi Yang immediately turned around, preparing to run away.

But just as he stepped out of the treasure vault's door, a suffocating, terrifying pressure swept over from the end of the tunnel!

"Which bastard dares to touch this daddy's treasure vault!"

Accompanied by a miserable, angry roar, the skinny middle-aged man turned into a gust of fierce wind and rushed into the karst cave.

At a glance, he saw Qi Yang, who was wearing a gray-black robe and a yellowish mask, as well as the completely empty treasure vault.

"Courting death!!!"

The skinny middle-aged man's Qi Condensation 11th Layer cultivation erupted without reservation, and the spiritual power of his mutated wind Spiritual Root formed a terrifying strangling storm in the narrow space of the tunnel.

Countless wind blades visible to the naked eye swept down toward Qi Yang like a meat grinder!

If he were caught in this, let alone bones, not even meat paste would be left behind!

"Damn! He got here really fast!"

Qi Yang cursed inwardly, but in his murky old eyes, there was not the slightest trace of panic.

The gap in Realm was indeed large, but he had brains!

"Earth Shield! Water Curtain!"

Qi Yang formed seals with his hands as fast as lightning.

A thick earthen wall instantly rose from the ground in front of Qi Yang, and immediately after, a layer of pliable water curtain covered the surface of the earthen wall.

Earth restrains water, water engenders wood—he played the principles of the mutual generation and restraint of the Five Elements to the extreme.

Crack! Crack!

The wind blades slashed onto the earthen wall, emitting a harsh friction sound.

The earthen wall only supported itself for half a breath before shattering with a loud bang, but that layer of water curtain massively neutralized the cutting force of the wind blades.

Taking advantage of this half-breath gap, Qi Yang flipped his wrist, and a fist-sized, pitch-black orb appeared in his palm.

This was a poison thunder compressed by mixing toxic fiend crystals and over a dozen second-grade ultimate poisons; its power was so great that even he himself was afraid of it.

"A reward for you, savor it slowly!"

Qi Yang sneered, fiercely smashing the poison thunder toward the skinny middle-aged man. At the same time, he stomped his foot, his earth-attribute spiritual power erupted, and his entire body directly tunneled into the underground rock layer.

"What kind of piece of junk do you dare bring out to make a fool of yourself!"

The skinny middle-aged man snorted disdainfully, casually waving a wind blade to slash at the poison thunder.

Boom!!!

The moment the poison thunder was sliced open by the wind blade, a terrifying explosive force burst open with a boom in the narrow tunnel!

This was not an ordinary spiritual power explosion, but a fatal poison explosion mixed with top-grade toxic fiend and the chaotic Spiritual Qi of the Five Elements reversal!

In the span of a breath, the dark green poisonous gas filled the entire tunnel.

The skinny middle-aged man's protective wind shield was rapidly and completely corroded by the poisonous gas. The virulent poison frantically drilled into his body through his seven orifices, and the violent chaotic Spiritual Qi of the Five Elements rampaged directly through his Meridians.

"Ah!!!"

The skinny middle-aged man's miserable screams echoed in the karst cave.

The skin all over his body festered at a speed visible to the naked eye, the spiritual power of his mutated wind Spiritual Root completely lost control, and his entire body heavily smashed against the stone wall, life and death unknown.

Meanwhile, Qi Yang had long since made off with the Earth Escape Technique, slipping away dozens of zhang deep underground.

The battle in the Blood Bone Forest ended faster than imagined.

The demonic Cultivators' base camp was battered into complete disarray by the beast tide, and the leader was severely wounded by Qi Yang's poison thunder.

Seizing the opportunity, Su Qinghan led the four Inner Sect Disciples to slaughter their way straight through the demonic Cultivator stronghold, massacring the remaining demonic Cultivators completely