207: Against the Demon Cultivator

This was already the third round, and Chen Cuo's draw number was thirty-two, facing number sixty-four, who happened to be Lin Can, a Demonic Cultivator from the White Bone Sect, renowned for his notoriety.

Lin Can looked at Chen Cuo with a cold smile, his eyes sinister, as he emanated wisps of White Bone Evil Qi. At the same time, he patted his Storage Pouch, and over a dozen White Bone Skeletons emerged from it.

Chen Cuo gracefully retreated and likewise summoned over a dozen Puppets, which instantly engaged the enemy.

"A Puppet Master?" The other Disciples below the stage were immediately astonished.

Lin Can, as a Demonic Cultivator of the White Bone Sect, was famous for his White Bone Evil Qi, and his strength was rarely matched among Cultivators of the same stage.

Each of his White Bone Skeletons contained powerful Evil Qi, as if capable of devouring all life force.

Chen Cuo's previous attacks had all been head-on clashes with Magic Treasures, fully showcasing the advantages of a Lingbao Mountain Disciple, and he had never revealed his cultivation as a Puppet Master.

As a Puppet Master, Chen Cuo's Puppets were also not simple; to avoid deliberately exposing himself, he was currently only using his weakest dozen or so Puppets.

The battle between the two instantly erupted, with White Bone Skeletons and Puppets intertwining, emitting clanging sounds of metal collision. Lin Can controlled his White Bone Skeletons, launching a fierce assault, while Chen Cuo calmly responded, every movement of his Puppets perfectly timed to successfully block Lin Can's attacks.

Lin Can was not discouraged by this; instead, a cunning glint flashed in his eyes.

He formed hand seals and chanted incantations, and the White Bone Skeletons instantly became more violent, their Evil Qi growing even stronger.

Seeing this, Chen Cuo frowned slightly. He knew that Lin Can was about to unleash his signature technique—White Bone Purgatory.

The intelligence gathered by Liu Feiyang contained information on most Cultivators.

Chen Cuo immediately cautiously activated his Puppets to form a solid defense.

The power of White Bone Purgatory was quite formidable; the powerful Evil Qi seemed capable of eroding everything, and even his Puppets began to show cracks.

Just then, a hint of playfulness flashed in Chen Cuo's eyes. He formed hand seals and chanted a Spell, and the Puppets suddenly erupted with intense light, forming a huge light screen that instantly blocked the Evil Qi of White Bone Purgatory.

Seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Lin Can's eyes. He hadn't expected Chen Cuo to be able to withstand his White Bone Purgatory.

However, he didn't think Chen Cuo would be his opponent and once again urged his White Bone Skeletons to attack.

After fighting for so long, Chen Cuo showed no signs of weakness on the field. He controlled his Puppets and continued to clash with Lin Can.

One must know that Chen Cuo's apparent cultivation was only at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, but Lin Can had already reached the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivation.

Chen Cuo waved his hand, and the Five Elements Spirit Ring once again glowed. He was going to leverage the advantage of a Lingbao Mountain Disciple again, using treasures to overwhelm his opponent.

Chen Cuo's expression remained unchanged; his Five Elements Spirit Ring shone even more brilliantly, as if endless power flowed within it.

He controlled the Puppets, charging towards Lin Can again, while dazzling light began to flash in his hand.

The greatest function of the Five Elements Spirit Ring was to enhance the attack of Five Elements Spells, and coupled with Chen Cuo's own profound mastery of Five Elements Spells, a casual strike at this moment possessed earth-shattering power.

Facing Chen Cuo's renewed fierce attack, Lin Can's expression was solemn and calm.

Against a powerful opponent like Chen Cuo, any underestimation or carelessness could lead him into an irreversible predicament.

Under the radiance of the Five Elements Spirit Ring, the golden small sword released by Chen Cuo contained immense power, as if it could tear through all obstacles.

This was merely a Spell he had cultivated to Major Achievement, the Geng Jin Sword Spell.

How could Lin Can dare to think further? He immediately had all his White Bone Skeletons block in front of him, forming a grim bone wall, attempting to block the golden Sword Qi.

However, Chen Cuo's strike was not comparable to ordinary Sword Qi.

He had expended countless efforts, drawing the essence of the Gold element from the Five Elements Spirit Ring to unleash the Geng Jin Sword Spell. If it were merely this simple, it would truly be unworthy of his talent.

Upon the emergence of this sword, it was like the essence of Geng Jin descending from the heavens, incomparably sharp and indestructible.

Golden light flashed, and Sword Qi crisscrossed. Chen Cuo merely waved lightly, and the golden small sword instantly transformed into a hundred-meter-long Sword Qi, like a golden Dragon, roaring as it charged towards Lin Can.

Although Lin Can's White Bone Skeletons were incredibly hard, under the impact of the Geng Jin Sword Qi, they were like paper, crumbling at a touch. The grim bone wall, in front of the Sword Qi, was like a paper barrier, unable to withstand a single blow.

"No!" Lin Can was terrified. He hadn't expected Chen Cuo's strike to be so powerful. He frantically channeled his magic power, trying to resist the impending disaster.

However, the power of the Geng Jin Sword Qi far exceeded his imagination. Wherever the Sword Qi passed, the White Bone Skeletons shattered into dust. And Lin Can himself, under the impact of the Sword Qi, suffered severe injuries and was sent flying backward.

Chen Cuo did not pursue. He put away the golden small sword and looked at the fallen Lin Can, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, Chen Cuo controlled countless Puppets to rush forward, tightly surrounding Lin Can. The Puppets exploded violently, and in an instant, not even bones remained.

"Damn it, this is too much, how dare you!" Not all members of the Demonic Path were like the Yin Severing Sect, disregarding the casualties of their Disciples.

At this moment, the Elder of the White Bone Sect, seeing Chen Cuo's ruthless attack, was instantly enraged. In a flash, a giant White Bone palm was already striking towards Chen Cuo.

The giant palm carried a fierce wind, seemingly intending to crush everything in its path into dust.

Chen Cuo's gaze sharpened. He knew that if he were to take this palm head-on, even he would inevitably suffer severe injuries.

However, Chen Cuo did not retreat. His body flickered, turning into an afterimage, skillfully avoiding this fatal blow.

He landed, and his long sword in hand trembled, a sharp sword light piercing straight towards the White Bone Sect Elder's direction. The Elder sneered, flipped his palm, and another giant White Bone palm met the sword light.

"Damn it, you Demonic Path members are used to bullying the young, aren't you? Life and death are fated on the dueling stage. When our Righteous Path Disciples were brutally killed by your Disciples just now, did we attack your Juniors?"

Pavilion Lord Duan Canghai roared, shattering the giant palm, and looked at the Demonic Sect Golden Core Cultivator. Just now, the Disciples of the Four Great Sects on several arenas had their own ways of dealing with the Demonic Path, so they weren't too embarrassed.

But Disciples from other smaller Sects rarely escaped when encountering Demonic Path Disciples. However, on the arena, life and death were fated, and their Elders couldn't really attack the opponent's Juniors. Who knew that this White Bone Demon Lord was truly too reckless? When his own Disciple was killed, he brazenly attacked Chen Cuo!

"Pavilion Lord Duan Canghai, stop pretending!" The White Bone Demon Lord sneered, his voice like a chilling wind from the depths of the Nine Nether, bone-piercing and cold. "Life and death are fated? My Disciple clearly lost the ability to resist, yet you still ruthlessly killed him and launched a sneak attack? Is this also considered the Righteous Path?"

"Do you even dare to say our Sect's Disciple launched a sneak attack? If you are not convinced, then fight me."

Pavilion Lord Duan Canghai was someone who had fought a Golden Core Cultivator during his Foundation Establishment Stage, and he was quite famous.

Though the Demonic Path members were arrogant and overbearing, they were also sensible. During this martial arts competition, these Righteous Path members already disliked the Demonic Path members. If a conflict arose now, even if there were dealings and cooperation between the upper-level Big Boss, they would likely not survive.

The White Bone Demon Lord evidently glared coldly at Chen Cuo and Pavilion Lord Duan Canghai, among others.

He forcibly suppressed his anger.

The fourth round of the martial arts competition began. Chen Cuo drew lots again, drawing number eleven. His opponent was another Demonic Cultivator.

However, this person looked burly and muscular, with skin so red it was purple, like a Body Cultivator. From his attire, it was clear that this person was from the Blood God Sect.

The Blood God Sect was notoriously fierce and overbearing among the Demonic Path, known for its blood refinement techniques. Its practitioners were all strong and incredibly powerful.

"Why is it the Demonic Path again!" He still remembered Blood Tiger of the Blood God Sect, whom he had turned to ash.

Chen Cuo showed no fear. The two stood opposite each other, the atmosphere tense and murderous.

Ye Ya, the Blood God Sect Cultivator, let out a low growl, his muscles taut like steel. He took a step, and the ground trembled. Chen Cuo, however, remained unmoving like a mountain. He took a deep breath, his spiritual energy surging within him, preparing to respond.

The battle erupted in that instant.

Ye Ya was like a raging beast, swinging his huge fists, bringing with them the sound of rushing wind as he struck towards Chen Cuo.

Chen Cuo, however, seemed utterly unconcerned. His figure flickered, avoiding Ye Ya's attack.

The Five Elements Spirit Ring shimmered, and countless vine seeds scattered across the field, growing rapidly in moments and quickly wrapping around Ye Ya.

Like long green Dragons!

Ye Ya moved quickly, attempting to dodge the vines' entanglement, but Chen Cuo seemed to have anticipated his movements. The vines, like sentient beings, flexibly changed direction, tightly pursuing Ye Ya.

At the same time, Chen Cuo's finger moved lightly, and the Five Elements Spirit Ring shimmered again, a powerful energy hurtling towards Ye Ya.

Ye Ya's expression changed in surprise; he never expected Chen Cuo to be able to launch such a fierce counterattack while dodging his own attacks.

He retreated swiftly, forming hand seals, and a black energy barrier appeared in front of him, attempting to block Chen Cuo's attack.

Finally, at the last moment, the energy barrier successfully blocked Chen Cuo's attack, and Ye Ya breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could catch his breath, Chen Cuo's attacks surged like a tide, wave after wave, seemingly endless.

Ye Ya tried his best, using all his skills, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Under Chen Cuo's fierce attacks, his energy barrier gradually became fragile, on the verge of shattering at any moment.

Chen Cuo did not hesitate, taking out his small sword with a backhand motion.

"Blood of Chaos!" Seeing Chen Cuo's fierce offensive, Ye Ya roared in a hurry, his body splitting into countless small blood bats.

These small blood bats flapped their wings, emitting sharp whistling sounds, flying towards Chen Cuo at tricky angles.

A hint of surprise flashed in Chen Cuo's eyes, but he did not panic. He gripped the Five Elements Sword in his hand, his body agile as flowing water, skillfully avoiding the small blood bats' attacks.

Unexpectedly, as they approached him, these blood bats suddenly self-detonated, exploding into masses of foul blood.

"Sword of Binding!" Chen Cuo softly chanted, and the small sword in his hand instantly burst forth with dazzling green sword light, spreading out like fine threads, tightly binding the foul blood.

The sword patterns he unleashed were like large nets, firmly catching all the blood.

After binding the foul blood, Chen Cuo's body moved, and instantly a water pattern condensed into ice crystals, freezing the entire blood mass. The small sword was suddenly waved, and a sharp Sword Qi instantly cut through, instantly slicing the bound foul blood into several pieces.

"Boom!" As Chen Cuo's Sword Qi erupted, the severed foul blood instantly exploded, forming a powerful shockwave.

The scorching temperature of the Jin Yan Fire burned all the blood away, leaving not a trace.

"The power of these blood bats' self-detonation is truly disgusting. If I hadn't timely bound that foul blood, I would probably stink to death!"

Chen Cuo frowned, glancing at the fallen Ye Ya, black blood slowly oozing from his chest, emitting a nauseating stench.

He died! The Sword of Binding, a sword technique formed by combining Five Elements power, coupled with innate talent, and a little bit of effort.

"Victor, Lingbao Mountain, Chen Cuo!" After the host announced the result, the entire venue erupted in exclamations and discussions.

"He won again! This person is a Disciple of Lingbao Mountain? His strength is truly extraordinary, and those two Magic Treasures are incredibly powerful!" A spectator said with unconcealed excitement, his tone full of praise for Chen Cuo.

"No, it should be said, Senior Brother Chen's strength is outstanding!" Another spectator retorted, his eyes sparkling with admiration for Chen Cuo.

Chen Cuo stood on the arena, his expression composed and unrevealing, as if all victories were within his expectations.

At this point, fewer than thirty people remained, and reaching the top ten was just a matter of one or two more rounds.

After resting for another day, Chen Cuo finally encountered the opponent he had wished to face: Saint Dragon, the Buddhist Cultivator of the Vajra Sect!

Chen Cuo had always looked forward to such a duel because he knew that battling Saint Dragon would be a tremendous test of his cultivation.

The Buddhist Cultivators of the Vajra Sect were known for their formidable Physical Body and profound Buddha Power. Their fighting style was both courageous and wise, making them precisely the kind of opponent Chen Cuo yearned to challenge.

Before the match began, Chen Cuo took a deep breath, adjusting his mindset. He knew that facing such an opponent, he had to go all out, without the slightest carelessness. He closed his eyes, feeling the flow of spiritual energy within his body, allowing his mind to become as calm as still water.

The bell signaling the start of the match rang, and Chen Cuo opened his eyes, a determined light flashing within them.

Saint Dragon was equally unyielding. His muscles were taut, like a volcano about to erupt.

The battle between the two was on the verge of breaking out. Saint Dragon of the Vajra Sect launched the first attack. His figure moved like the wind, instantly appearing before Chen Cuo, and he threw a punch at him.

Chen Cuo was prepared. He flickered, dodging the punch. At the same time, he gathered his spiritual energy and struck out with a palm, clashing with the Buddhist Cultivator of the Vajra Sect.

The clash of their palm forces produced a deafening roar. Chen Cuo felt a powerful force emanating from the opponent's palm, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised by the opponent's strength. But he did not retreat; instead, he met the attack with even greater determination.

The ensuing battle was exceptionally fierce, with both sides exchanging blows, each displaying their strengths.

Saint Dragon was sometimes like an unmoving mountain, sometimes like a swift lightning bolt, making him difficult to grasp.

And Chen Cuo was like a nimble fish, moving effortlessly amidst the opponent's attacks.

However, as time passed, Chen Cuo gradually felt a bit overwhelmed. Saint Dragon's Physical Body was not only formidable, but his Buddha Power was also profound, and every one of his attacks contained immense Buddha Power, putting immense pressure on Chen Cuo.