Chapter 447 - 438: Killing Without Mercy

Chapter 447: Chapter 438: Killing Without Mercy

"We respectfully see you off, True Monarch."

The two black-robed Cultivators kowtowed in unison, not daring to raise their heads until not even a single ripple remained in the sky.

"Junior Sister Chen, how could you directly tell that person the locations of the Nine Nether Cave, the Netherworld Cave, and the Piyao Cave? Those factions are far more powerful than we are. If they find out you leaked this information, I’m afraid they’ll retaliate."

The other black-robed Cultivator also removed his hood, revealing a young man with effeminate features and a hoarse voice.

"Let’s see if they can survive a furious Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator first. They’re most likely behind this. They thought they could do whatever they wanted, relying on the Celestial Chasm, but this time they’ve clearly picked a fight with the wrong person."

The silver-haired Female Cultivator gave a faint smile, one as radiant as a spring day, dispelling half of her ferocious aura.

"It’s pure fantasy for a few Late-Stage Core Formation Cultivators to think they can stop this God of Slaughter... The Inner Eighteen Demon Caves are different from us. Some of them are audacious enough to directly plunder mortals and Low-Tier Cultivators from the outside world to practice their Magic... Perhaps after this, a few Demon Caves in the Sea of Suffering will simply disappear."

"Those three Demon Caves each have their own Divine Techniques. The Nine Nether Cave’s Suppression Curse Killing Secret Technique, in particular, is impossible to guard against. Haven’t you heard that a Nascent Soul True Monarch once died at its hands?"

The effeminate, black-robed Cultivator was timid and cautious, his eyes filled with fear.

"If this senior is caught unawares by the Suppression Secret Technique, he too will find it difficult to unleash his Nascent Soul Stage power."

"That’s just bragging. If the Nine Nether Cave really had the power to curse a Nascent Soul True Monarch to death, would they still be cooped up in a Demon Cave in the Sea of Suffering for hundreds of years? They would have gone out to make a name for themselves long ago."

The silver-haired Female Cultivator thought clearly; she felt the power of the Inner Eighteen Demon Caves was not as great as the rumors claimed.

All the strange rumors about how powerful the Inner Eighteen Demon Caves were could have been orchestrated by the caves themselves, all to build a fearsome reputation that would make their business easier.

...

On the second day of his flight, Bai Zichen encountered the infamous Gang Wind. The sky turned dark, and giant rocks and sand from the ground were swept into the air.

With his physical strength, the Gang Wind, which felt like being flayed by knives, couldn’t even break his skin.

However, caught within the Gang Wind, he couldn’t tell up from down or left from right, and could only stabilize his body.

’I’d better not rush around, or I might end up going in the opposite direction...’

Several days later, the Gang Wind finally began to dissipate, revealing a landscape completely different from before.

What had clearly been a flat plain before him had now become a hill, as if it had been abruptly moved there.

Bai Zichen finally understood why the Endless Sea of Suffering had become one of the Northern Domain’s Forbidden Lands. Unless one truly had no other choice, few people would ever enter it.

If one’s Cultivation was even a little lacking and they had no Magical Treasure to resist the Gang Wind, they could very well be torn to shreds.

The map of the Thirty-Six Demon Caves of the Sea of Suffering that he held in his hand was now extremely important.

Bai Zichen forged ahead, and after two months, he finally found the Nine Nether Cave.

"Who goes there? The path ahead leads to the Nine Nether Region. Unauthorized entry is forbidden!"

Four Demon Path Cultivators holding long, thin Tokens blocked the newcomer, who had made no attempt to hide his presence.

Bai Zichen raised his hand, and a ring of Sword Light sealed all the Magical Power in the four Cultivators’ Acupoints.

He reached out and grabbed, and two of them fell into his grasp.

He activated the Taiwu Soul Searching and Soul Cutting Technique and began scanning through their past memories like flipping through a book. As the two Demon Path Cultivators convulsed, fragment after fragment of their memories was transmitted to him.

Bai Zichen only wanted the fastest possible results, so he pushed the Soul Searching Technique to its limit. The two men convulsed violently and foamed at the mouth before passing out.

Even if they could be saved, they would be little more than living corpses, without consciousness or the ability to react.

He tossed the two aside like old trash bags and performed the Soul Search on the other two, extracting nearly identical scenes from their Seas of Consciousness.

A broad-shouldered, kind-faced old man, looking travel-worn, arrived before the Nine Nether Hall and placed a Water Bead on the table.

"Bai Zichen of the Qingfeng Sect has been missing for a long time. As long as you can uncover the secret behind it and find out what he’s doing now, these ten Jellyfish Treasure Beads are your reward... If you can cause a big enough commotion at Black Mountain to force Bai Zichen to act, I’ll add another twenty Jellyfish Treasure Beads."

"Alright, but we need more information..."

The scene changed. Several Core Formation Demon Cultivators sat in the seats of honor, with the core members of the Nine Nether Cave below them.

"Even this wasn’t enough to make Bai Zichen act. It seems he’s a heartless and disloyal man who doesn’t care about the lives of his sect-mates at all. Either that, or he’s at a critical moment in his closed-door Cultivation and can’t even spare a second."

"Then let’s find an opportunity to kidnap one of his disciples and see how he reacts."

The scene went black again. From another’s memory, he saw two Core Formation Demon Cultivators returning with an unconscious Female Cultivator.

Her facial features were precisely those of Huo Feiyan, who had been missing for several years.

These Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators had all participated, to a greater or lesser extent, in the operation to plunder Black Mountain. He naturally fast-forwarded through the rest of their irrelevant memories.

’Good. Very good. To think the first Demon Cave I chose was the right one!’

Bai Zichen was a little confused as to why the Soul Lamp in his hand hadn’t reacted, even at this close range.

But a chest full of rage made him immediately activate the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword, which transformed into a dragon-like bolt of Thunder Radiance that roared and charged toward the Nine Nether Cave.

The clouds of Yin Qi and demonic energy it encountered along the way were all scattered into nothingness the moment the Thunder Radiance touched them, not even hindering it for an instant.

The Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword was magnificent and grand, its lightning and Thunder Radiance dealing extra damage to evil and demonic creatures. The Nine Nether Cave was like accumulated snow exposed to the sun, melting away layer by layer.

One Restriction after another was swept away by the Thunder Radiance Sword Light.

"Which senior has graced the Nine Nether Cave with their presence and is playing such a joke on us!"

A giant Treasure Umbrella opened, protecting three Core Formation True Men as they rushed out of the Demon Cave. The Thunder Radiance Sword Light actually failed to shatter it in one strike.

The first sword strike destroyed the canopy, leaving only the bare ribs of the umbrella.

The second sword strike, a seemingly light and ethereal beam of Thunder Radiance Sword Light, pressed down, and the ribs of the umbrella snapped one by one.

The phantom images of Demons on it shattered under the Sword Light, wailing as they turned into green smoke.

"A joke? Hand over Huo Feiyan, and I might spare your lives, punishing you only by crippling your Cultivation!"

Bai Zichen recognized one of the Core Formation Demon Cultivators as the man who had taken Huo Feiyan in the images he had obtained from the Soul Search. His voice turned cold.

However, for the sake of his disciple’s safety, he did not let his soaring killing intent show.

"Senior must be mistaken. We don’t know any Huo Feiyan... Has someone framed the Nine Nether Cave and pinned this on us?"

That Core Formation Demon Cultivator had a cross-shaped scar on his forehead, which was extremely conspicuous. There was no way Bai Zichen was mistaken.

"I have already seen the images by performing a Soul Search on your subordinates’ Seas of Consciousness. You still want to deny it?"

Bai Zichen flicked his fingers, and strands of Thunder Radiance formed, about to pierce through the limbs of all three men.

With a flash of Sword Light, one of the Core Formation Demon Cultivators screamed as both his hands and feet exploded into a bloody mist, without even a chance to retaliate.

But Bai Zichen’s body swayed. It felt as if ten thousand fine needles were being inserted into his Sea of Consciousness, an indescribable pain.

"Blood Soul Repulsion Curse Killing Technique, strike!"

The leading Core Formation Demon Cultivator’s eyes were wide with fury. Behind him, all the Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators exploded into clumps of mangled flesh and blood.

Even the Essence Blood of his injured Core Formation companion next to him was siphoned away, forming the character for "Kill" in a shade of crimson so deep it was almost black.

The large, blood-red character flashed and, at some unknown point, had already appeared on Bai Zichen’s back, imprinted on his Daoist Robe as if it had always been there.

"So what if you’re a Nascent Soul True Monarch? My Blood Soul Repulsion Curse Killing Technique requires the lives of a hundred Cultivators and burns a hundred years of my own lifespan each time it’s activated! It can successfully curse even someone a full stage of Cultivation higher than me! Even if you kill me, you won’t be able to break this curse."

The Core Formation Demon Cultivator laughed maniacally, incredibly pleased with himself.

"The Blood Soul Repulsion Curse Killing Technique will cling to you for life! So what if you’re the number one genius of the Northern Domain? In less than a few decades, your Essence Blood will be drained dry, and you’ll become a walking corpse... How is this possible!"

His wild laughter stopped abruptly as the man stared blankly at the scene before him.

The bright red "Kill" character on Bai Zichen’s back began to emit specks of starlight from the bones in his shoulder and was forcibly peeled away from his body.

The blood-red "Kill" character spun around, backlashed against its caster, and instantly devoured him, leaving only a bloody husk of skin in his place.

Bai Zichen’s gaze turned frigid. The Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword trembled, and its Thunder Radiance howled as it lunged toward the remaining Demon Cultivators.