114: Chapter 114 Possessed by the God of Misfortune

"Scoundrel, how could you Cultivate the Wedding Dress Technique?"

"How could you successfully Cultivate the Wedding Dress Technique?"

"The Immortal Dynasty has explicitly forbidden the Cultivation of this Cultivation Technique. How dare you Cultivate it? Are you not afraid of the Immortal Dynasty's thunderous wrath?"

Li Yingtang Cultivating the Wedding Dress Technique seemed to have struck a sore spot for Li Xuancheng, as he rambled on at length.

"Imperial Uncle, what are we doing right now?"

"We are negotiating to plot for the immortal fate of the Baiyu Mountain Spirit Stone mine."

"This is already tantamount to treason. Compared to this, me Cultivating the Wedding Dress Technique should be a small matter, right?"

Li Yingtang said with a smile.

Although he spoke lightly on the surface, the Cultivators in the Chaotian Spirit Realm no longer wore such relaxed expressions.

Everyone was secretly on guard; no one wanted to follow in Zhu Cao's footsteps.

Seeing the many Cultivators on guard, Li Yingtang suddenly realized that these people were capable of fear as well.

"Everyone, the important thing now is how to dig out the immortal fate within the Baiyu Mountain Spirit Stone mine."

"If we want to dig out the immortal fate, we must first kill Zhao Yi."

The Cultivators from the eight sects looked at each other, completely unable to understand Li Yingtang's logic.

"Why?"

"What connection does Zhao Yi have to digging for the immortal fate?"

Fire Cloud Child could not help but speak up again.

"Because Zhao Yi is a Late Stage Void Refining Death Cultivator, and he might already be at the Early Stage of Body Integration."

"Have you ever seen a Body Integration Stage Death Cultivator?"

"Not to mention that mining secret technique that plunders the heaven and earth, just the fact that a Death Cultivator can reach the Body Integration Stage means he cannot be allowed to live."

"Furthermore, he is currently the only Cultivator capable of mining in the Baiyu Mountain Spirit Stone mine. If he doesn't die, how can other Death Cultivators enter to mine?"

"With so few Cultivators entering the mine, how can we fish in troubled waters?"

"Or..."

"Can you all persuade the Wuxiang Sect Fellow Daoists in the mine to abandon their futures and mine for us?"

Fire Cloud Child blurted out: "How is that possible?"

No one was stupid; the Wuxiang Sect Cultivators would likely choose death over agreeing to mine.

"Then we must kill Zhao Yi first."

"It just so happens that Li Yingzhen has returned to the Great Yin Immortal Dynasty capital to mobilize troops, so now is our chance."

"To be safe, we should not act until we are certain, but once we act, it must be a guaranteed kill."

"I suggest we all act together and kill him in one blow."

"Act together?"

"Are you sure you're not joking?"

"There are twenty-two Mahayana Cultivators present, plus you, the Ninth Prince, that makes twenty-three people."

"Is it not overkill for so many people to kill a single Body Integration Stage Zhao Yi?"

Li Yingtang smiled coldly, "Then go yourself. If you cannot kill Zhao Yi, bring me your head."

"In any case, I admit that I do not have the ability to kill him alone."

"Hmph!"

"I don't believe it!"

"Sword Master, wait a moment, I will be right back."

A streak of sword light shot into the sky and instantly vanished from the Chaotian Spirit Realm.

Li Xuancheng's face darkened, "This is truly absurd. Bao Jianzi is already injured; how could he possibly kill Zhao Yi?"

"Everyone, let us go together."

Meanwhile, Zhao Yi was lying in his specially made stone pit.

He had just been pooped on by a passing bird demon and was sulking when a streak of sword light, carrying monstrous killing intent, shot straight toward him from the sky.

"Zhao Yi, die!"

"What the hell!"

"Who wants to kill me?"

Zhao Yi moved his left and right hands in different circles, preparing to use the Immovable Void Technique.

"Ah!"

As the sword light entered the range of the small mountain, it became contaminated with gray Qi. Suddenly, there was a scream, and a figure fell from the sky, crashing straight in front of Zhao Yi and smashing a large crater into the ground.

"What's happening?"

Zhao Yi intended to go check the situation when a sense of crisis struck him.

"Not good, Qi Deviation, he is going to self-destruct."

It was too late to run; Zhao Yi could only brace for impact.

With bad luck clinging to him, even if there was no problem, something would go wrong.

Boom!

The Cultivator in front of him exploded, and a fragment of a Magical Artifact pierced straight through Zhao Yi.

"Damn it!"

"Is this ever going to end?"

"Damn it, if you have the ability, kill me."

Zhao Yi gave the middle finger directly to the sky.

"My disciple!"

Li Xuancheng did not expect that, just moments later, Bao Jianzi had fallen, and his Divine Soul had been completely destroyed as well.

Looking at Zhao Yi, he gnashed his teeth in anger and waved the Withered-Prosperous Sword in his hand.

"Beast, pay for my disciple's life!"

The Withered-Prosperous Sword tore through space and was also contaminated by the bad luck Qi surrounding Zhao Yi.

As the sword light approached, Zhao Yi's voice said calmly, "Immovable Void Technique."

Although Zhao Yi had concealed his figure, the mini tribulation cloud remained, making him particularly obvious.

"Good technique."

"Withered-Prosperous Shattering Sword."

Li Xuancheng held the Withered-Prosperous Sword and slashed out a cross-shaped sword light. The sword light was small at first but quickly grew millions of times larger.

Under the sword light, the small mountain where Zhao Yi was Undergoing Tribulation was obliterated, turning into flat ground.

But the mini tribulation cloud in mid-air remained, seemingly mocking Li Xuancheng.

Seeing that the Withered-Prosperous Shattering Sword had not hit Zhao Yi, and there was no sign of Zhao Yi in his Divine Thought, Li Xuancheng finally calmed down.

He turned to the other Cultivators who had come with him and asked: "This Death Cultivator's strangeness exceeds my expectations. Does anyone have a way to break it?"

In fact, there was no need for Li Xuancheng to say anything; the Mahayana Cultivators behind him had already acted.

The mini tribulation cloud in mid-air was like a beacon; everyone knew Zhao Yi was hiding there.

"Soul-Devouring Slash!"

A red light appeared, seemingly ready to devour human Divine Souls.

"True Edict Heavenly Fire: Demon-Sealing Seal."

A fire seal descended from the sky.

But it was all in vain, passing straight through the Void Realm.

It was as if there was truly no one there, but all the Cultivators knew that Zhao Yi was right there.

Only now did these Mahayana Cultivators believe that what Li Yingtang said was true; he really could not kill Zhao Yi.

"What should we do?"

"Set up a formation; we will trap him to death."

"Absurd! When Li Yingzhen returns with the immortal martial divine cannon, we won't even be able to run. Do you want to follow in the Wuxiang Sect's footsteps?"

The group of Mahayana Cultivators fell silent. None of them noticed a mass of gray air current that had already covered their entire bodies.

Zhao Yi, who was using the Immovable Void Technique, was also silent. Had he done something that angered both heaven and man?

Thinking back carefully, recently he had only Undergone Tribulation.

Oh, and the matter of mining the Baiyu Mountain Spirit Stone mine alone.

Could mining cause these Mahayana Cultivators to come and kill him?

This was truly insane. Counting the one who self-destructed, there were twenty-three Mahayana Cultivators.

With so many experts, instead of overthrowing the Great Yin Immortal Dynasty, they had come to kill him, a lowly mining Cultivator. Where is the justice in heaven?

"Then what do we do?"

"With so many of us, we still cannot deal with a single Body Integration Stage Cultivator. If this gets out, where will we put our faces?"

"And what is this?"

"A tribulation cloud?"

"So mini, is it meant to be funny?"

Fire Cloud Child flew to the side of the tribulation cloud and poked it with his hand.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning suddenly exploded out, traveling along his finger and instantly electrocuting Fire Cloud Child until he went rigid.

The stiff Fire Cloud Child fell from mid-air, embedding himself into the soil, with only his feet left above the ground.

"Is this really a tribulation cloud?"

"Why is it so small?"

"At first, I thought this was Zhao Yi's special hobby."