112: Chapter 112 Erasing the Blood Fiend Seal

Spiritless Ruins, first floor above ground.

In the spacious refined iron hall, three simple armored puppets stood silently in the corner.

Gu Shen sat cross-legged on the cold floor. In front of him lay a jade box covered in yellow Talismans.

Sealed inside this jade box was the other half of the key to the Myriad Insect Tomb—the white bone yang key.

Since seizing the treasure at Fengxiao Gorge, Gu Shen had not dared to remove this Seal. The "Blood Fiend Seal" planted by the Blood Fiend Sect on the yang key was extremely vicious. In the Cultivation World, as soon as this mark touched a trace of Spiritual Qi, it would be triggered immediately, exposing the key holder's location completely.

Originally, Gu Shen had intended to find Old Ghost Mo to break the Seal, but his encounter at the black market auction changed his mind. This Old Ghost Mo clearly had ties to the Blood Fiend Sect; rashly taking out the yang key could bring about a fatal disaster.

Gu Shen did not have the time to keep waiting.

"Crab." Gu Shen pointed to the jade box on the ground.

"Master, what are your orders?" The mechanical spider climbed onto the table with extreme agility, its probe head flashing with alternating red and blue light.

"There is a piece of bone inside this box. It has a tracking mark from a major Sect in the Cultivation World attached to it. As soon as I open the box, the mark will draw on Spiritual Qi to issue a warning." Gu Shen's voice was cold. "Since you can see through metal, see if you can analyze the structure of this mark."

"A tracking beacon?"

Crab perked up. The mechanical spider's probe head emitted an extremely fine purple beam, penetrating the obstruction of the jade box and the Talismans.

A moment later.

"Master, scanning complete."

There was a hint of disdain in Crab's voice. "I thought it was some high technology. The surface of this bone is coated with a layer of extremely weak alien radioactive isotopes. It's like a layer of paint, tightly adhered to the calcified layer of the bone."

Gu Shen's eyes flickered: "Paint?"

"Yes, paint. It hasn't penetrated into the bone marrow; it only stays on the surface at a thickness of 0.1 millimeters." Crab gave an extremely precise conclusion. "As long as it comes into contact with a specific energy field, it will resonate and transmit a signal. That is the mark warning you spoke of."

Gu Shen pondered for a moment.

"In the Cultivation World, Cultivators usually use Spells to forcibly erase the mark. But this will trigger a backlash from the Formation patterns."

"Master, that's because the thinking in your world is too rigid!"

Crab waved its mechanical pincers, its electronic voice extremely excited. "Since it is just a layer of paint and adheres to a physical surface, why must we use magic to defeat magic?"

Gu Shen looked up: "What do you mean?"

"Physical removal!"

Crab jumped off the control console and ran to the pile of scrap metal collected by the armored puppets, digging out a strange-looking metal gun with a glass nozzle at the front.

"Master, this is an industrial-grade high-energy plasma cutting gun. Although the battery is broken, I just rewired it to the power circuit of a Low-Grade Spirit Stone. Its instantaneous high temperature can reach over a thousand degrees."

Crab pushed the plasma gun in front of Gu Shen.

"Don't worry about any Spiritual Qi resonance. As long as your hand is steady enough, use the plasma arc to directly shave off that 0.1-millimeter calcified layer on the surface of the bone. If the skin doesn't exist, what will the hair attach to? The physical carrier of the mark is gone; what will it use to send a signal?"

Gu Shen stared fixedly at the cutting gun.

Physical removal.

Stripping away the firewood from under the cauldron.

Extremely simple, extremely brutal, yet it went straight to the Origin!

Cultivators were too superstitious about magic power and Divine Sense, ignoring the most basic physical structure of matter.

"Good."

Gu Shen did not hesitate at all. He grabbed the plasma cutting gun. With his Physical Body control after reaching Major Achievement in the Bone Refining Art, let alone cutting 0.1 millimeters, even if he were to split a single hair into ten pieces, his hand would not shake in the slightest.

"Prepare to open the box. Be careful to shield the surroundings."

Gu Shen held the jade box with his left hand.

Rip.

The spirit-sealing Talisman was decisively torn open.

Whoosh—the moment the jade box opened, a bone-chilling cold fiend Qi overflowed.

At the bottom of the box, on the broken white bone fragment, a dark red Blood Fiend Seal seemed to smell the scent of flesh and blood, suddenly lighting up with an eerie red glow.

It was trying to communicate with the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to send its location!

But this was the Spiritless Wasteland.

There was not a single trace of Spiritual Qi in the air for it to borrow. The light of the Blood Fiend Seal flickered, and there was an extremely brief stagnation.

It was at this moment.

Gu Shen pulled the trigger of the plasma gun.

Hiss—!!!

An extremely blinding, bright white plasma arc, like an indestructible blade of light, shot out from the muzzle.

Gu Shen held the edge of the white bone yang key with his left hand and held the gun with his right.

His eyes were like ice.

The arc grazed the surface of the yang key, sweeping across with extreme precision and stability.

Sizzle!

There was no roar of magic power colliding, only the explosive sound of matter being instantly vaporized.

The layer of bone surface attached with the Blood Fiend Seal, under the plasma arc of over a thousand degrees, did not even last for a breath before instantly turning into a wisp of blue smoke.

The mass of dark red light tried to retaliate, trying to burrow into Gu Shen's fingers.

But the plasma arc swept through mercilessly.

The physical carrier was completely destroyed. The Blood Fiend Seal, like a flame that had lost its fuel, twisted and struggled for half an inch in mid-air before collapsing with a boom and dissolving into nothingness.

Click.

Gu Shen released the trigger.

The white bone fragment still lay quietly in his palm. It was just that a very thin layer of powder had been shaved off the surface, revealing the warm, moist bone underneath.

There was no blood Qi, no mark.

It was clean.

"Master, microwave scan confirmed. There is no radioactive residue on the target surface." Crab reported.

Gu Shen exhaled a long breath of stale air.

The tracking bomb that had troubled him for so long had been completely erased by such an incredible method.

He put the white bone yang key into his Storage Ring.

From now on, this Opportunity of the Myriad Insect Tomb was completely clean and belonged solely to him.

At the same time.

In the Great Yu Cultivation World, in the Outer City of Black Sand Market.

Inside a hidden Blood Fiend Sect stronghold.

Three Blood Fiend Sect Elders at the Foundation Establishment Stage were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed. On the central Formation, a huge blood-colored compass was floating.

For the past half month, although the needle on the compass had been weak, it had always pointed to a general direction.

Suddenly.

Crack.

The smear of dark red blood light on the compass, like a candle in the wind, flickered violently and then went out completely.

The needle spun wildly before finally drooping listlessly.

"What is going on?!"

The Blood Fiend Sect Elder in the center suddenly opened his eyes, his expression changing drastically.

"The Blood Fiend Seal... has disappeared?!"

Another Elder's face was as dark as water: "Impossible! That was the Bone-Eroding Blood Seal personally placed by the Sect Master. Even if he were hiding in an isolation Formation, the mark could never disappear into thin air. Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless that person completely destroyed the yang key. Or, that person found a Core Formation Old Ancestor to refine the mark away with true fire!"

The three Foundation Establishment Elders looked at each other, their eyes filled with horror.

Regardless of which possibility it was, it meant that the white bone yang key that the Blood Fiend Sect had been searching for for half a month was completely lost.

This search in Black Sand Market had become a complete joke.

Spiritless Ruins, first-floor hall.

Gu Shen did not know about the Blood Fiend Sect's frenzy over in the Cultivation World.

Having solved his greatest hidden danger, his state of mind was extremely clear.

He turned his head and looked at the dark passage leading to the depths of the underground.

The key to the Myriad Insect Tomb had been cleansed.

Next, it was time to build his own Puppet army to welcome the desperate battle royale that would surely come.

"Crab."

Gu Shen threw the plasma cutting gun back onto the scrap heap and gripped the thunder pattern gold-slaying blade with his right hand.

"Master, here!"

"Follow me down to the fourth floor. Kill our way into the core of the ecological zone."

Gu Shen's eyes revealed an extremely pure intent to kill. "I want all of that mutant mother plant's wood pith."

The mechanical spider's eight legs trembled, and its probe head lit up with a bloodthirsty red light.

"As you command, Master! Let us go and pull those weeds out by the roots!"

Man and spider, once again stepped into the darkness.