493: Humanoid Demon Collector

A Demonized Jiao Beast with a single horn on its head and an aura comparable to a Mid Nascent Soul Stage, digging for snow rabbits deep in the valley?

From fifty miles away, a single thought descended, crushing it directly with a force comparable to the colossal power of heaven and earth!

Bang!

All that remained on the spot was a puddle of bloody mush mixed with bone shards and an inner core that had been precisely extracted!

Three Demonic Path ghost Cultivators at the Mid Nascent Soul Stage, gathered around a pool of boiling Evil Qi in an ice spring, forming a "Three Talents Ghost-Demonic Formation" to absorb the earthly fiend and cultivate?

Yao Delong streaked past a hundred feet away, flicking his fingers three times!

Three invisible finger forces, like heavenly punishment, ignored the Evil Qi shields and pierced through their skulls!

Three skullcaps exploded along with shattered Soul jade!

The pool of fiendish energy was instantly frozen by the thick, dead blood!

Efficiency!

Absolute, despair-inducing efficiency!

No prolonged battle, no testing the waters!

Discovery was a declaration of death! With Divine Thought locked on, Sword Intent, palm force, and Divine Thought crushed them, killing them in an instant!

Like an invisible plow of death, it carved a path of death across the vast snow plains, paved with the frozen shock and fear of countless demonic Cultivators!

All demonic Cultivator teams discovered along the way didn't even have time to send out a warning signal about encountering an enemy!

"Holy crap..." From deep within the Beast Pouch, a Night Hawk member's Divine Thought came through with dream-like shock.

"He... the time he took to clear out a twelve-man squad of Golden Core and Nascent Soul demonic Cultivators... was it enough for me to even swallow a mouthful of spit?"

In the shadow space less than ten miles behind Yao Delong, the Night Hawk Captain gritted his teeth tightly.

His nerves were highly strained as he exerted all his strength to drive the last bit of effectiveness from the "Void-Treading Talisman."

His Divine Thought struggled to envelop the edges of the rapidly moving figure ahead, capturing every subtle movement Yao Delong made.

Every time that crimson-gold light slightly deviated from its trajectory without warning,

Every time that vast, boundless Divine Thought suddenly condensed and focused like a hunting venomous snake in a certain "safe zone"... he would feel his heart stop for a split second!

In the next second, a perfectly camouflaged snow pile in the far distance would be suddenly flattened by an invisible force!

Or a cloud of blood mist would explode deep within a hidden ice crevice!

This was not a chase!

This was observing an artistic massacre achieved through a perfect balance of Divine Thought, speed, power, and control over the energy of heaven and earth!

The cold wind and snow of the Northern Border seemed to seep into the very marrow of these assassination experts.

"Keep up... we absolutely cannot let him out of our 'sight'..." The Captain's Divine Thought roared in his team members' hearts, on the verge of exhaustion.

It was mixed with undeniable admiration and a bone-deep wariness.

"The one the Sect Head asked us to protect... is likely an ancient Vicious Beast in human skin!"

A dark line of death, paved with coagulated blood and frozen expressions of shock, was crushed into the thousand-mile ice plains.

Yao Delong's Divine Thought was like a red-hot branding iron pressed hard onto the map of the Northern Border, every inch of his search containing an urgency to pierce and burn through these glaciers!

He had already traversed the core of the Cold Jade River!

Yet Lin Qingxue's stubborn and resilient aura was like fine snow sinking into the deep sea, leaving no trace!

"That little girl... where did she go!"

The fire of anxiety in Yao Delong's heart burned brighter and brighter. The massive control brought by operating the Rosy Seal Yin-Yang Art to its limit,

At this moment, instead caused a surge of uncontrollable irritability. Impossible!

With his current Divine Thought coverage and precision, even if a Soul Transformation Cultivator of the same rank were hiding, they would surely be detected by the disturbance in the surrounding Heaven And Earth Spiritual Essence!

He suddenly stopped! Hovering above the howling icy wind, his thoughts flashed like lightning through the haze!

"Something's not right!"

His gaze was as sharp as a needle.

"I've killed hundreds of demonic brats along the way... there are plenty of Golden Core and Nascent Soul ones, but I haven't encountered a single old devil in the Spirit Transformation Realm!"

Such an important area as the Cold Jade River, and no Soul Transformation Devil Head overseeing it?

This in itself was a massive flaw!

Like a fierce beast entering a wolf pack's territory and finding no wolf king! There must be something fishy!

Target switch!

Yao Delong's Divine Thought once again locked onto the depths of the wind and snow ahead—there,

A Mid Nascent Soul Stage Devilish Qi, which he had just marked as "ordinary prey" when scanning, was lurking in the shadow of a Black Tortoise-shaped ice hill!

"—Come out!"

His Divine Thought crashed down like an invisible heavy hammer!

Buzz!

The shadow of the ice hill instantly distorted!

Six figures, like shattered jars thrown violently, were forced out of the shadow's protective formation, screaming!

Five black-robed demonic Cultivators at the Late Golden Core Stage stumbled out, their protective demonic light instantly shattering, their skin torn and flesh gushing from the bone-chilling astral winds!

The leading middle-aged demonic Cultivator at the Early Nascent Soul Stage roared in shock and anger, his Evil Qi erupting in an attempt to stabilize himself!

Too late!

"Freeze!"

A cold, low shout rang out like a Heavenly Decree!

A Divine Soul Heavy Domain descended forcefully! Like a spatial shackle condensed from ten thousand miles of profound ice, it suddenly tightened!

The bodies of the six demonic Cultivators instantly stiffened and froze! As if frozen in the deepest cold jade!

Pffft! Pffft! Pffft! Pffft!

The fragile Seas of Consciousness of the five Golden Core demonic Cultivators couldn't even last for a ten-thousandth of a second!

They shattered into dust the moment the Divine Thought crushed over them! Their bodies were swept up by the icy wind and smashed against a nearby ice wall, turning into a puddle of mixed red and black icy slush!

Only the leader, the Mid Nascent Soul Stage demonic Cultivator, relied on his slightly stronger mind and the life-saving Demonic Soul Jade Talisman he had condensed in his moment of crisis.

His Divine Soul was violently stripped of a layer when that Extinction Soul Intent, which wiped out all living things, swept past! But that was all!

The power of the Soul domain containing the Divine Soul attack had already dissipated with the deaths of the other five!

Although his body regained its ability to move, his face was ashen.

He looked in utter terror at the blackish-green Demonic Soul Jade Talisman in his palm, which had been emitting a cold spiritual light just a moment ago.

Now it was covered in spiderweb-like cracks, its spiritual light completely gone!

What happened?

One moment they were hidden, the next the formation was broken and people were dead?

He looked up.

At the end of his vision blurred by snow, a figure in black seemed to have stepped through the Void Realm, hovering in the air ten feet in front of him.

His robes fluttered, and his long hair danced wildly in the storm! A layer of cold frost covered that young face.

What surged in his pupils was not killing intent, but an... abyss that could drag out and incinerate the deepest secrets of the Soul!

Soul Transformation!

"It's over..."

This thought only had time to flash for a brief moment. The Nascent Soul demonic Cultivator's throat tightened, and his survival instinct and demonic ruthlessness instantly exploded!

Retreat! Self-destruct! Even if he could only damage a corner of the opponent's robe!!

But!

An invisible thought was faster! Ruthless! Precise!

Pshhh!

It was as if the sharpest sword tip had touched a mirror!

His Nascent Soul energy core, which had just begun to erupt, was like a punctured bubble!

The violent, self-destructing Demonic Essence was instantly suppressed by an absolute, terrifying force containing the power of Chaos life and death!

Forget self-destructing, even the connection between his Nascent Soul and Physical Body was precisely severed by an invisible blade in an instant!

"Ugh, ah—!" Intense pain! Despair!

His Physical Body began to shatter inch by inch from his feet, disintegrating into ice dust!

Only the weak Demonic Nascent Soul, which had been barely stripped away, was firmly bound by a chain of overwhelming essence power.

It hung in mid-air like a moth caught in a spiderweb!

Yao Delong's cold gaze seized the trembling Demonic Nascent Soul. His voice had no fluctuations,

Yet it was colder than the ten-thousand-year profound ice here:

"Why is there not a single Soul Transformation old devil within the Cold Jade River? And... where are the Righteous Path Cultivators?"

"..."

A flash of struggling malice and stubborn disdain passed through the illusory demonic eyes of the Demonic Nascent Soul.

It actually turned its head away and stopped looking at Yao Delong, putting on a tough front as if ready for death.

"Heh."

A cold laugh, as light as falling snow, yet it made the hearts of all the Night Hawk members hidden in the spatial folds in the distance jump.