93: victory

The stamens of the Corpse Flower flew out, each transforming into a beam of divine light. In an instant, the entire sky was tinted pink by these lights, appearing dreamlike yet fraught with danger.

Gu Yuchuan also circulated his magic, pushing the Golden Light Incantation to its limit. Though he claimed to look down on his opponents, he actually took the fight very seriously. In battle, one must always maintain a sense of reverence; otherwise, one will eventually die from their own arrogance.

The Golden Light Incantation formed a solid light shield in front of Gu Yuchuan, protecting him. This incantation was simple and unadorned, lacking any flashy external effects, but its defensive power could be described as having reached the pinnacle of perfection.

These divine lights struck the light shield, causing countless ripples, but that was all. They couldn't inflict any further damage. Gu Yuchuan's cyan robes didn't even move; he remained steady and clean. Standing there like an elegant Young Master, the calm in his eyes caused his opponent to completely break down.

He sneered, "So this is all you're capable of? It's simply laughable. I wanted to see the power of your secret technique, but it turns out to be nothing more than this."

In truth, the secret technique was powerful. Even an ordinary Foundation Establishment Mid Stage Cultivator would be thrown into a panic or even injured by it. Unfortunately, they had encountered Gu Yuchuan. The greatest strength of his Golden Light Incantation was defense, and it was currently his strongest suit. Naturally, they couldn't achieve any results.

The three of them looked at each other, even trembling slightly. Despite Cultivators being high and mighty, the longer they lived and the brighter their future seemed, the more they feared death. Now that they had used their secret technique and still couldn't win, their only end was death.

Though they were losing, they didn't want to lose face. Daoist Ming Hua spat, "Serpent, your demonic arts are indeed formidable, but do not look down on our Human Race. You monster, so bloodthirsty; your end will surely be miserable. Our Human Race will not let a monster like you live."

Gu Yuchuan's gaze grew even colder, and he let out a cold laugh. "Is that so? Your Human Race? Haven't you seen how many cities our Yao Race has already conquered? Besides, a Sect from the Evil Path like yours claims to represent the Human Race? If we were standing before the Righteous Path, it's uncertain who they would want to kill first."

This statement was spot on. Having once been human, Gu Yuchuan knew better than anyone that humans were exceptionally good at internal strife. Their hatred for different factions within their own race was often more intense than their hatred for the Yao Race.

"Enough, I won't waste any more words on you. It's getting late, and I have a journey to continue. I'm done dawdling. You people from the Yellow Springs Sect should prepare to go down to the Yellow Springs."

Daoist Ming Hua was now mentally unstable. The secret technique naturally affected one's sanity, and being provoked like this, his current state was expected. He let out a loud cry.

"Junior brothers, I will hold him back! You two run!"

With that, the Corpse Flower actually flew into the air and charged forward. Such a bizarre scene looked somewhat comical, making Gu Yuchuan want to laugh. But thinking they could escape was simply a pipe dream.

He manipulated his Golden Light Incantation, and a Pagoda manifested in the sky. The Pagoda was entirely golden with seven stories, looking extremely sacred. One could even see demon-subduing artifacts hanging from each level. This was the only offensive capability of the Golden Light Incantation, primarily serving a suppressive role.

The Pagoda appeared above Daoist Ming Hua. Instantly, the light of imprisonment prevented his magic power from circulating even the slightest bit. Forget self-detonation; in his Corpse Flower form without magic power, he couldn't even walk. He could only collapse to the ground.

Gu Yuchuan continued to unleash the Divine Might of the Golden Light Incantation. The golden light grew brighter and brighter. Under this demon-suppressing golden light, Daoist Ming Hua quickly turned into a pool of bloody water. At this time, the other two Daoists hadn't even escaped the range of the Golden Light Incantation. They were trembling, truly feeling the approach of death.

Daoist Ming Chuan refused to give up and shouted, "Serpent, do you really want to go to war with our Yellow Springs Sect? If you let us go, we will definitely help you cover this up. But if you really kill us and antagonize the Yellow Springs Sect, I'm telling you, our Sect has Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators. It's fundamentally different from that Beast Taming Sect. Don't seek your own death!"

Gu Yuchuan wasn't stupid. At this point, they were mortal enemies. Letting them go now would be a massive joke.

"Are your brains not working? Do you think after fighting like this and me killing one of you, I'd let you go? As for the Yellow Springs Sect, I really don't believe you'd dare come to Cloud Sea Marsh to kill me. Even if your Sect's Nascent Soul Old Ancestor comes, he won't be able to leave Cloud Sea Marsh. If he has the guts, let him come and see."

Others might not know the situation of the Yao Race, but Gu Yuchuan knew quite a bit from his Simulations. That Yao Sovereign was a powerhouse at the Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation. Due to the scarcity of Nascent Soul and other Spirit Transformation Cultivators, the Yao Race couldn't expand on a large scale yet. However, if human experts dared to enter Yao territory, their only end would be death, even for Early Stage Spirit Transformation experts.

Seeing that Gu Yuchuan wasn't afraid at all, the two were out of tricks. They had used everything they could. At this moment, they truly felt regret. If they had known, they wouldn't have taken this mission just for a bit of their Revered Master's favor. They couldn't understand why a newly promoted Foundation Establishment Stage Yao Beast had such a cultivation level. Was the Yao Race really this powerful?

Gu Yuchuan said no more. The sky was gradually darkening, and a lot of time had indeed been wasted. He now needed to prepare to head back; home was what he longed for more.

He funneled all his magic power into the Golden Light Incantation, making the Pagoda's power even more immense. The Pagoda smashed down heavily, leaving the two with no signs of life. The battle was finally over. Gu Yuchuan didn't forget to devour their essence. He was now not far from promoting to a Mid-grade Spirit Beast. By then, he would become a Serpent.

He gathered the spoils of war. After becoming an Artifact Refiner, his standards had risen. These three people only had less than two thousand Spirit Stones, which was barely the worth of one Spiritual Artifact. What paupers. He cursed incessantly; there were no good items. Forget it, he just continued on his way.