311: Chapter 311 He's Going to Self-Destruct His Supernatural Power!

Bang!

A massive roar exploded across the Xuanyu Square in the north of the grotto-heaven.

Chen Mu was slammed ruthlessly onto the cold jade tiles like a tattered rag, creating a deep, spiderweb-like crater.

Dozens of yi wood Sword Qi, radiating a green glow, were embedded all over his body.

Most of the flesh on his four limbs had been sliced away, exposing deathly white bones, leaving him almost like a human stump.

But at those gruesome wounds, the blue-purple vines of the [Ember-Born Flower] were writhing and entangling like crazy.

They greedily devoured the surrounding wood-attribute Spiritual Qi, forcibly reconnecting those severed Meridians and stubbornly clinging to his last thread of life.

Master Liemu, dressed in a green Daoist robe, hovered in mid-air.

Beside him were two Early Stage Purple Mansion Elders from the Qingsong Daoist Academy.

The three formed a triangular formation, completely sealing off all of Chen Mu's escape routes.

Master Liemu looked down at the writhing mass of mangled flesh below, his facial muscles twitching violently.

This mad dog's vitality was tenacious to an uncanny degree!

He, a dignified Middle Stage Purple Mansion, along with two Early Stage Purple Mansions, were besieging a single Purple Mansion First Divine Power demonic Cultivator.

They had fought for a full hour, yet they still hadn't managed to completely crush the opponent.

Any ordinary Early Stage Purple Mansion would have had their Divine Soul obliterated long ago from such injuries.

But this demonic Cultivator not only refused to die, he fought more fiercely as the battle progressed, nearly tearing through their encirclement several times.

"When did the Corpse Yin Sect produce such a monster that is neither human nor ghost?"

Master Liemu formed a hand seal, true essence dancing rapidly at his fingertips.

He stared fixedly at those blue-purple vines, a trace of deeply hidden greed and shock flashing in his eyes.

"This kind of mutated wood-attribute Cultivation Technique could never be nurtured in a backwater place like the Southern Border."

"Life force and Death Qi are perfectly intertwined; it can even devour my true essence to repair its Physical Body."

"Speak!"

"Where exactly did this Legacy of yours come from!"

Master Liemu's heart was in a state of absolute turmoil.

The Qingsong Daoist Academy specialized in the Dao of Jia Wood and considered themselves the orthodox wood-attribute lineage of the Eastern Wastelands.

But today, he saw in this demonic Cultivator a terrifying technique that seemed to faintly surpass the Qingsong lineage.

If he could force out this technique, the foundation of the Qingsong Daoist Academy would surely reach a new level.

He might even use it to glimpse a higher level of wood-attribute Law!

The two Early Stage Purple Mansion Elders gripped their Magical Artifacts, their faces full of vigilance.

They were usually high and mighty; they had never seen such a lunatic who felt no pain and only grew more excited as he fought.

"Senior Brother, why waste words with this demonic spawn? Just extract his soul and refine his spirit!"

The Elder with the goatee on the left shouted harshly.

There was still a deep, bone-deep wound on his right arm, the flesh turned outward and tinged with blue-purple Death Qi.

It was a piece of flesh that Chen Mu had desperately bitten off just moments ago.

The fear of being gnawed on by a wild beast made him shudder even now.

A dignified orthodox Purple Mansion had actually been forced into such a pathetic state by a demonic Cultivator.

Chen Mu lay face down in the crater.

With extreme difficulty, he twisted his neck and pulled his face out from the shattered jade tiles.

His blood-covered mouth split into an exaggeratedly wide grin.

A series of raspy, wheezing laughs squeezed out of his throat.

"Old dog, you think you're worthy of asking about my Legacy?"

Chen Mu spat out a mouthful of black blood.

In his mind, the invincible silhouette of Gu Changsheng, intertwined with green and black, appeared.

That was the man he revered as a god, and his only current faith.

How could the technique bestowed by him be something these hypocritical Daoist priests could touch!

As long as the Old Ancestor was there, the Corpse Yin Sect would sooner or later trample all these self-proclaimed orthodox hypocrites underfoot!

"You seek death!"

The goatee Elder was completely enraged by the term 'old dog'.

With a wave of his hand, a Green-Wood Flying Sword radiating a sharp aura flew straight for Chen Mu's forehead.

He intended to pin him to the spot.

At the very moment the Flying Sword was about to pierce Chen Mu's skull.

Chen Mu's already mangled left arm expanded rapidly without warning.

The blue-purple Wither-Bloom Magic Power violently reversed deep within his flesh.

Bang!

The entire left arm exploded.

Violent corpse emperor evil qi, mixed with extremely malicious Withered-Prosperous Death Qi, turned into a rain of blue-purple toxic blood.

It covered the sky and shrouded the three in mid-air.

"Retreat!"

Master Liemu shouted, his Protective Aura instantly pushed to its limit.

That deathly aura made even him, a Middle Stage Purple Mansion, feel a jolt of alarm.

This style of fighting by self-detonating limbs completely defied the common sense of the Cultivation World.

The two Early Stage Purple Mansion Elders were caught off guard and could only scramble backward to open up some distance.

The formation was forcibly broken at that moment.

The instant these two retreated.

Chen Mu's battered body used the thrust from the self-detonation of his left arm to turn into a streak of bloody lightning.

Instead of retreating, he advanced.

He crashed straight into the goatee Elder's chest.

The goatee Elder was terrified and hurriedly summoned a Green-Wood Shield.

"Get off!"

He frantically channeled his true essence, attempting to blast this mass of mangled flesh away.

But Chen Mu didn't care about the shield at all.

The remaining half-section of white bone from his right arm brutally pierced through the shield's light barrier.

His entire person clung tightly to the Elder.

He opened his mouth, which was full of fangs.

And bit down on the other's throat!

Rip.

The blue-purple Ember-Born Flower vines followed Chen Mu's mouth and bored into the Elder's neck like crazy.

They frantically shredded the opponent's Meridians and windpipe.

The goatee Elder couldn't even finish his scream.

His eyes bulged, and his whole body went into violent spasms.

He desperately pounded on Chen Mu's back, even smashing Chen Mu's spine into fragments.

But Chen Mu was like a leech stuck fast to its prey.

Despite his bones shattering, he would not let go.

In just two breaths.

The goatee Elder was sucked dry, becoming a shriveled husk.

His Purple Mansion true spirit was completely frozen and crushed by the Withered-Prosperous Death Qi.

Chen Mu casually tossed the shriveled corpse onto the cold jade tiles.

He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his mangled body swaying in the wind.

Blue-purple vines were growing frantically at the stump of his arm.

He tilted his head back and let out an incredibly insolent, wild laugh toward Master Liemu in the sky.

The other Early Stage Purple Mansion Elder was scared out of his wits.

He stumbled back dozens of feet, nearly falling from the air.

The sense of superiority from being part of a prestigious orthodox sect was shattered at this moment.

This wasn't a duel; this was a wild beast feeding!

A Purple Mansion First Divine Power demonic Cultivator had actually managed to kill one person while being besieged by three orthodox Purple Mansions!

Such a terrifying feat would cause a massive uproar if it reached the Eastern Wastelands.

"Lunatic... a complete and utter lunatic!"

The Elder spoke incoherently, and even the hand holding his sword was shaking violently.

He had cultivated for hundreds of years, yet he had never seen such a suicidal way of fighting.

Do these people from the Corpse Yin Sect not even care about Reincarnation anymore!

"Beast!"

Master Liemu was enraged to the extreme.

Right in front of him, an Elder had been killed by a Purple Mansion First Divine Power demonic Cultivator.

If this humiliation got out, the face of the Qingsong Daoist Academy would be completely lost.

He slammed a hand against his chest.

A massive green cauldron, engraved with complex ancient tree patterns, emerged from his body.

His Lifebound Treasure, the azure wood divine cauldron!

The giant cauldron expanded in the wind, instantly becoming dozens of feet in size.

The mouth of the cauldron inverted.

Ten thousand strands of incredibly heavy green divine light poured down.

Like a solid mountain of ten thousand tons, it pinned Chen Mu—who had just drained a Purple Mansion—firmly to the center of the square.

Boom!

Chen Mu was slammed flat onto the ground by this terrifying pressure.

The sounds of bones shattering rang out in succession.

Under the full suppression of this Middle Stage Purple Mansion Lifebound Treasure.

The blue-purple Ember-Born Flower vines on his body began to wither and snap in large areas.

The speed of repair finally fell far behind the speed of his Physical Body's collapse.

That green divine light carried an incredibly overbearing yi wood Law.

Bit by bit, it ground away the life force within him.

Chen Mu's lower body had already turned into a pile of mangled flesh.

But he tilted his head up and stared fixedly at Master Liemu in the sky.

There was no fear.

There was no despair.

Only an extremely obsessive madness.

He could feel his vitality draining away rapidly.

Even a Heaven-Defying Divine Ability like the [Ember-Born Flower] couldn't withstand the continuous crushing of a Lifebound Treasure.

But he didn't care.

His life had been picked up by the Old Ancestor in the first place.

The Old Ancestor gave him the power for revenge and gave him the hope of a new life.

He could die, but he absolutely would not be trampled underfoot like a dog by these hypocritical orthodox Cultivators.

And he certainly wouldn't tarnish the prestige of Old Ancestor Protracting Purity!

Revered Master, your Disciple is coming to join you!

Large amounts of black blood welled up in Chen Mu's throat as he roared madly in his heart.

He bared his teeth, revealing deathly white bone.

It was the resolve of sacrificing everything.

Since he couldn't win.

Then they would die together!

Chen Mu completely gave up on resisting.

Inside his Dantian, that Purple Mansion dao seed began to reverse frantically.

Violent mana fluctuations compressed rapidly within his tattered shell.

A destructive aura soared into the sky.

The surrounding Void Realm rippled violently under this extreme compression.

"He wants to self-detonate his Divine Ability!"

The remaining Purple Mansion Elder shrieked and scrambled to flee outward.

Master Liemu's face twitched madly.

The self-detonation of a Purple Mansion True Person in this kind of place with fractured Laws was enough to trigger a destructive spatial collapse.

Even with the azure wood divine cauldron protecting him, he would definitely lose a layer of skin!

"You dare!"

Master Liemu roared and desperately drove the azure wood divine cauldron, attempting to crush Chen Mu completely before he could self-detonate.

Massive amounts of true essence were poured into the cauldron.

The pressure of the green divine light doubled once again.

Chen Mu's shell continuously emitted teeth-gritting sounds of compression under the heavy weight.

His flesh and blood were almost completely squeezed dry.

But it was too late.

The skin on Chen Mu's body cracked bit by bit.

Blinding blue-purple light gushed out from the cracks.

That destructive power had already reached its critical point.

He was going to use his own life to bloom the most brilliant blood flower on this Xuanyu Square.

To make these high and mighty orthodox Purple Mansions remember the terror of the Corpse Yin Sect forever.

Just at the critical moment when Chen Mu was about to completely detonate his Purple Mansion.