91: Demonic energy enters the body

“Buzz—Boom!!!”

The entire Black Reef Island trembled violently at that moment, as if a Dragon had overturned! At the center of the island, the soaring black Devilish Qi suddenly expanded and exploded! The Devilish Qi, as thick as ink, swept across the land like a breached flood!

The sky darkened.

It wasn't dark clouds obscuring the sun, but pure Devilish Qi, filled with a cold, corrosive aura, that blocked the heavenly light! The air was filled with a nauseating stench of sulfur mixed with blood, and the Spiritual Qi was rapidly repelled and polluted. The previously roaring sea wind now carried the shrill screams of countless resentful souls!

“Hehehehe!” Lord Erosion Bone floated at the center of the Devilish Qi vortex, letting out a piercing,Laughing wildly. His shriveled body inflated as if pumped up, his exposed skin covered in eerie dark purple Devilish Qi patterns, and his eyes were blood-red, shooting out a foot-long evil light. A suffocating Golden Core pressure, like a tangible tsunami, crashed down upon everyone!

“Devilish QiBody irrigation! He…he really did briefly step into the Golden Core Stage!” Among the three Purple Mansion Cultivators brought by Zhao Yuanchen, a white-haired old man exclaimed in shock, his face pale.

“Crack!” Lord Erosion Bone twisted his neck, emitting a bone-grating sound. He greedily took a deep breath of the dense Devilish Qi, a look of intoxicated ferocity on his face, “Power…this is the power of Golden Core! Wonderful! Simply wonderful! Zhao Yuanchen! Today, I shall use your Golden Core to consecrate this Demonic Path Dao field of mine!”

Before he finished speaking, a massive Devilish Qi claw, covered in black scales and wreathed in dark red Devilish Qi flames, tore through the air with a spatial tearing shriek, grabbing at Zhao Yuanchen! Its speed was more than twice as fast as before!

“Devil Head, don't be so arrogant!” Zhao Yuanchen's hair bristled, and his eyes were wide with fury. He knew that although Lord Erosion Bone was not a true Golden Core at this moment, his power level had reached it and could not be underestimated. A green jade pendant hanging from his waist instantly glowed with dazzling light, transforming into a huge tortoise shell light shield in front of him.

“Boom!!!”

The Devilish Qi claw slammed fiercely onto the tortoise shell light shield! A deafening explosion echoed through the sky! A violent wave of Qi exploded in a ring, and the few Cultivators and Devil Cultivators who were closer below didn't even groan, directly spitting blood, their bones broken! The tortoise shell light shield flickered violently, emitting a groan of unbearable strain, and cracks even appeared on its surface! Zhao Yuanchen's body shook violently, he groaned, and the light of his Flying Sword dimmed, as he was forcefully knocked back dozens of feet!

“Haha! How exhilarating!” Lord Erosion Bone laughed wildly, pressing his advantage. His Devilish Qi claws flew, and streaks of dark red Devilish Qi blades, tearing through the sky, poured down like a torrential rain, completely engulfing Zhao Yuanchen! At the same time, he formed a hand seal with his left hand, muttering incantations, and the Devilish Qi permeating the island frantically gathered, vaguely forming a gigantic Devilish Qi shadow with three heads, six arms, and exposed fangs behind him, exuding monstrous ferocity!

“Form the Three Talent Array! Trap Blood Bone! Little friend Lin Feng, quickly clear the battlefield below!” Iron Sword Shangren suppressed his surging Qi and blood, shouting sternly. His face was still ashen, but his eyes were as sharp as a sword. The seemingly ordinary iron sword in his hand hummed and vibrated, emitting a tragic and resolute aura.

“As you command, Senior!” The three Purple Mansion Cultivators who came with Zhao Yuanchen responded in unison.

All three were battle-hardened veterans, instantly spreading out in a triangular formation, their Magical Artifacts glowing brightly.

One unleashed an eight-trigram bronze mirror, its light blazing, shining on Blood Bone Shaman; another threw out seven crimson small flags, which grew with the wind, transforming into seven fire Dragons that coiled towards Blood Bone; the last one flicked his hands continuously, and countless incomparably sharp golden Sword Qi covered him like a fishing net! This was the secret “Three Talent Lock Demon Array”!

Blood Bone Shaman had been severely wounded by Lin Feng and Iron Sword Shangren working together earlier, with half his body almost completely eroded to bones by the Demon Slayer Sword Qi, causing his strength to plummet. Although he had the enhancement of Devilish Qi now, and his aura had recovered significantly, his movements were noticeably sluggish and stiff. Faced with the combined attack of three Cultivators of the same stage, he roared repeatedly, blood light surging around him, condensing countless ferocious blood skeletons to resist. For a time, he was firmly entangled and unable to escape to support Lord Erosion Bone.

Below, the battlefield was already filled with shouts of killing and flying flesh and blood!

Under the enhancement of Devilish Qi, the remaining twenty-odd Demonic Path Cultivators were like chickens on steroids, their eyes bloodshot and their aura skyrocketing! Those who were originally at Qi Refining Middle Stage now had Spiritual Qi fluctuations that nearly reached the Late Stage; those at Qi Refining Late Stage were even more ferocious, almost touching the threshold of Purple Mansion! They fought without fear of death, acting like madmen, activating Magical Artifacts and unleashing evil techniques, frantically assaulting the defense line formed by the Cultivators and reinforcements.

“Hold them! Form a circular array for defense!” Zhao Tieshan wielded a giant axe as big as a door plank, splitting a charging Devil Cultivator, man and shield, sending him flying. He himself was shaken, his tiger's mouth splitting open, bleeding profusely, as he roared hoarsely. The battle line formed by the Cultivators and reinforcements around him was on the verge of collapse, and people kept falling with tragic screams.

“Ah!” A young Cultivator was pierced by a black Devilish Qi needle through his protective Spiritual Qi, instantly turning black all over, screaming as he dissolved into a pool of pus and blood.

“Hehehe! Little lady, come play with this old man!” A Devil Cultivator with a lecherous face grinned, controlling a foul-smelling black rope to entangle a female Cultivator. The sticky fluid dripping from the rope corroded the ground with sizzling sounds.

Despair, like a cold venomous snake, coiled around the hearts of every Cultivator. Under the suppression of Devilish Qi, their Spiritual Qi circulation was slightly sluggish, while the enemies were all fierce as tigers! The defense line was on the verge of collapse!

Just at this moment!

A greyish-blue figure, like a ghost, sliced into the battlefield! So fast that it left a blurry afterimage in the dimness permeated by Devilish Qi!

It was Lin Feng!

His gaze was as calm as a cold pond, and the dark blue “Qingfeng Thorn” in his hand still flowed with a cool light amidst the Devilish Qi. The power of the passive Demon Slayer was pushed to its limit by him, and a sharp aura, naturally restraining Devilish Qi and evil, like an invisible blade, lingered around the sword body.

“Slash!”

A low shout, like a death sentence.

The Qingfeng Thorn transformed into a dark blue lightning bolt, arriving later but striking first, precisely hitting the black rope that was entangling the female Cultivator!

Sizzle—!

Like a red-hot branding iron plunged into ice and snow! The evil rope, wreathed in dense Devilish Qi, let out a shrill scream upon contact with the faint but incomparably sharp dark golden light at the edge of the sword, instantly breaking into pieces, disintegrating, and dissipating into black smoke! The Devil Cultivator controlling the rope was struck hard, spitting out a mouthful of black blood, his face filled with horror!

“Thank…thank you, Senior Brother Lin Feng!” The female Cultivator, having narrowly escaped death, looked at Lin Feng's upright back, her eyes filled with gratitude and lingering fear.

Lin Feng did not look back, his figure not pausing in the slightest. His Treading Wave Step was executed to its extreme, combined with the passive Demon Slayer's natural suppression of evil demons. He moved through the chaotic battlefield like a butterfly flitting among flowers, yet also like a soul-reaping specter!

Swish! The sword light flashed, and a Devil Cultivator who was pushing a Cultivator into a perilous situation had his protective Devilish Qi cut open like paper. A line of blood appeared on his throat, and with an expression of disbelief, he fell backward.

“Form the Three Talent Array! Trap Blood Bone! Little friend Lin Feng, quickly clear the battlefield below!” Iron Sword Shangren suppressed his surging Qi and blood, shouting sternly. His face was still ashen, but his eyes were as sharp as a sword. The seemingly ordinary iron sword in his hand hummed and vibrated, emitting a tragic and resolute aura.