Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master - Chapter 1341 - 527: Sacrificing Life for Righteousness (Part 2)
In the white light, his figure started to blur, as if he was merging with the light.
“What is this?!” Qin De’s pupils slightly contracted.
Eagle Claw Butcher’s face changed drastically: “Life Sacrifice and Righteousness! This old thing doesn’t care about his life!”
Ghost-faced Scholar’s smile on his face suddenly froze.
Copper Head Tuo’s hand that was touching his scar halted as well.
The white light gradually dissipated, revealing Song Taosheng’s body.
A faint white light surrounded him, causing him to naturally float.
He opened his eyes, with white light swirling in them, his voice calm and resolute: “Qin De, be prepared, I will take your life now.”
Half-step Nascent Soul!
Song Taosheng sacrificed his life for a surge in combat power.
Qin De’s expression was solemn.
“Everyone, attack together!” he murmured.
Eagle Claw Butcher, Ghost-faced Scholar, and Copper Head Tuo launched their attacks simultaneously.
Eagle Claw Butcher swiped all ten fingers, numerous steel hook claw shadows flew from his fingertips, like a giant net, aiming to cover Song Taosheng.
The Ghost-faced Scholar’s expression kept changing. Every time his expression changed, an illusion technique would strike at Song Taosheng. The layers of illusion were indistinguishable and overwhelming, enough to throw anyone into chaos.
Copper Head Tuo clasped his hands, and the eighty-one scars on his giant head all lit up. He lowered his head, charging ferociously at Song Taosheng. This collision was mighty and would break mountains.
The three Demon Cultivators each used their techniques, simultaneously striking at Song Taosheng.
Song Taosheng slightly raised his hand, and above his palm, the Righteous Heart Scroll suspended, emitting pure white radiance. Wherever the radiance passed, the hook shadows instantly dissolved, the illusion techniques collapsed, and even Copper Head Tuo’s charge came to a halt.
Song Taosheng further enhanced his Confucian skill, white light arrows shot out directly striking Eagle Claw Butcher’s chest.
Eagle Claw Butcher screamed in pain, flew back and crashed into the wall, spitting blood.
Song Taosheng then threw a piece of Wenbao, which shot like lightning towards Ghost-faced Scholar.
Ghost-faced Scholar’s eerie smile shattered abruptly, revealing a face without features. He covered his face and retreated to a corner.
Song Taosheng then hurled a talisman directly at Copper Head Tuo.
Copper Head Tuo did not dodge, took it head-on, and a metallic clang echoed as he staggered back, unstable, and fell sitting on the ground, his face pale.
In the first round of confrontation, Song Taosheng directly repelled three Demon Cultivators, intimidating everyone else.
Other Demon Cultivators who were itching to act stopped their impulses upon seeing this.
Song Taosheng cleared obstacles, sighed lightly, and charged towards Qin De.
Qin De gritted his teeth, fully activating the demon seed within.
Blood fog surged maddeningly, forming a barrier before him.
Song Taosheng emitted white light once more, transforming into a ball of light, fiercely crashing onto the blood fog barrier.
The barrier trembled violently, and cracks spread on the surface.
Qin De’s face turned red as he struggled to maintain it.
Three breaths.
Five breaths.
Ten breaths…
Crack!
The barrier shattered with a loud crash.
The white light ball drove straight in, heading directly for Qin De.
Qin De screamed miserably, flew backwards, and crashed into the wall.
The radiance faded, his chest was pierced by the white light, revealing a hole the size of a bowl. Blood gushed out, staining the wall and floor.
He collapsed on the ground, his breath weak.
Song Taosheng dispersed the white light, restored to human form, walked slowly to his front, and looked down at him.
“Qin De, I know you cannot resign willingly. For the greater good, I ask you to die.”
Qin De lay on the ground, looking up at the superior old Confucian.
Blood trickled from his mouth, his face pale, but a bizarre glint flashed in his eyes.
“Hehe.” Qin De’s lips curled into a sinister and eerie smile, “Look closer, Mr. Song?”
The sound entered Song Taosheng’s ears suddenly became ethereal and illusory.
Song Taosheng suddenly sensed something amiss, as if a curtain lifted around his vision, revealing the truth.
He was still fighting against the blood fog barrier, had not truly pierced through this obstacle.
Everything just now was merely an illusion.
Moreover, his body was already infiltrated with a lot of magic power, despite having used Life Sacrifice and Righteousness Confucian Skill, he should have held the advantage, yet Qin De surpassed him.
“What is happening?!” As Song Taosheng was startled, Qin De suddenly struck.
Thud.
A blood fog-formed demon hand directly pierced Song Taosheng’s defense, through his chest, reaching into the Middle Dantian, tightly gripping the Golden Core.
In the next moment, the demon hand retracted, forcibly excavating Song Taosheng’s Golden Core!
Song Taosheng was dumbstruck.
Without the Golden Core, he lost the source of his mana, collapsing immediately.
The immense blood fog magic power swallowed him entirely.
In the next instant, he was drained dry into a corpse, dropped directly to the ground, while the surging blood fog returned to Qin De.
Eagle Claw Butcher, Ghost-faced Scholar, Copper Head Tuo stared blankly at this scene.
In their eyes were shock, fear, and also—greed.
Song Taosheng had just been deceived by the magic illusion, unable to see clearly, but the other three cultivators had witnessed the whole event.
Initially in the confrontation, Qin De indeed fell into an obvious disadvantage. But soon, he displayed his demon skill, transforming Song Taosheng’s overpowering Vast Confucian Technique into his own magic power. Song Taosheng’s fierce confrontation equaled assisting the enemy, gifting Qin De a package of mana.
This shift allowed Qin De to swiftly change the situation, gaining an upper hand.
By the time Song Taosheng realized, the old Confucian had missed the most critical period, with momentum lost, was ultimately slain by Qin De!
Eagle Claw Butcher licked his lips, a sinister glint in his eyes as he stared at Qin De: “Kid… what cultivation technique is this?”
The skin on Ghost-faced Scholar’s face wriggled slightly, he had just captured a ghost, turning it into a mask to wear, he spoke: “To so quickly transform others’ attacks into personal magic… this efficiency is unheard of.”
Copper Head Tuo stroked the scars on his head, his gaze was as if to devour: “And the magic illusion technique, deceiving even a half-step Nascent Soul!”
At present, the Demon Cultivators were all in the same state—destitute, having nothing to carry.
The three Demon Cultivators understood clearly: Qin De’s triumph over Song Taosheng was completely due to his cultivation technique being excessively profound and superior, overwhelming Song Taosheng.
This is the Ultimate Grade “Ten Thousand Methods of Falling Demon Technique”!
The three Demon Cultivators exchanged glances, seeing the mutual coveting and greed in each other’s eyes.
Though they each had their main cultivation method, difficult to change, such a profound demon skill, even if just for reference, might still allow them to comprehend personal spells.
Yet, none of the cultivators made a move.
Currently, they all were in the same predicament—urgent to escape the Cloud Prison!
Qin De was fully aware of their intentions but merely pretended not to know. He acted as a Demon Cultivator, joined forces with them, and charged at the arriving Guardian Cultivators.
As for the Death Soldiers who arrived with Song Taosheng, all had perished.
Cloud Cover Peak.
The atmosphere surrounding the Heavenly Cloud Cover noticeably relaxed.
Dong Chen sat cross-legged, still pale, but his breath had become much steadier than before.
Wei Ji’s rough hemp Daoist robe was stained with blood, but those pure black eyes had regained their luster.
Tuoba Huang sat firmly on the ground, surrounded by a fiery aura, his wounds treated, and wrapped in many bandages.
Wang Yu leaned against a piece of rubble, with a newly replaced horsetail whisk.
The other individuals also showed improvement.
Dong Chen’s eyes glinted brilliantly: “I have already investigated. The key point of this Qi Fortune confrontation lies deep within my sect’s Cloud Prison!”
“Cloud Prison?” Tuoba Huang was surprised, then smiled, “Old Zhong Dao’s territory turned into such a mess?”
Wang Yu: “The situation is still uncertain, immediate investigation is needed!”
Dong Chen nodded slightly: “Naturally.”
As he revealed this information, he had already issued commands through divine sense transmission.
An elite squad had teleportated via emergency Transmission Array immediately.
Cloud Prison bottom.
The Demon Cultivators had organized several attacks, twice they had broken out of the 9th Floor, reached the 8th Floor, but were driven back by the Guardian Cultivators.
