Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master - Chapter 1342 - 528: Infinite Realm Gap Master

Guardian Cultivators suffered heavy casualties, even though the Demon Cultivators had roots and origins, they were still destitute, in poor condition, and their combat power had drastically declined.

The two sides were evenly matched; the guardians’ morale grew more and more elevated, while the Demon Cultivators became anxious and uneasy, with twisted expressions, teetering on the brink of madness.

Qin De mingled among them, his heart sinking to the bottom, feeling increasingly desperate: “If this continues, I can’t escape at all! Once captured, all hope will be turned into bubbles!”

“Should I explode the Golden Core?” Qin De’s Divine Sense always kept a part enveloped around Song Taosheng’s Golden Core.

With careful planning and using the Ultimate Grade “Ten Thousand Methods of Falling Demon Technique,” he caught Song Taosheng off guard and luckily seized the opponent’s Golden Core.

Of course, this was also based on the premise that Qin De was proficient in Confucian classics and quite familiar with Song Taosheng.

Being robbed of a Golden Core is a rather rare occurrence.

Methods that can easily explode someone else’s Golden Core are even rarer.

The Golden Core is a Cultivator’s essence, foundation, and quintessence, requiring corresponding cultivation techniques to fully unleash its power and then detonate.

Qin De’s situation is very peculiar. For one, he himself is a Confucian Cultivator and has a deep understanding of Song Taosheng’s cultivation technique. For another, “Ten Thousand Methods of Falling Demon Technique” can transform any cultivation technique.

This means that Qin De is very familiar with Song Taosheng’s Golden Core, and he can use “Ten Thousand Methods of Falling Demon Technique” to transform part of it, akin to a fuse, thereby influencing the entire Golden Core and ultimately detonating it!

“Battle Formation, Battle Formation!” Someone among the Guardian Cultivators began organizing.

They formed battle formations, pressing forward step by step.

This is a clear advantage they have over the Demon Cultivators—they know how to cooperate and have practiced formations in peacetime.

Moreover, reinforcements continuously rushed from the upper floors, further boosting the guardians’ morale. They all knew that as long as they held off these Demon Cultivators, and waited for the higher-ups to act, none of them would escape!

Demon Cultivators cursed incessantly, only able to fight while retreating, their expressions all twisted and insane.

They’ve been imprisoned here for countless years, destitute, their Magic Treasures, Elixir Pills, and Talismans long confiscated. At this moment, all they have left is their bodies and the Demon Skills they possess.

Even so, their physical condition and Demon Skills are far from optimal, still a far cry from a complete state.

Once stirred, their power waned, then finally exhausted!

If the Demon Cultivators had broken the lines at their first attack and reached the 8th Floor, it would be good news. There, they could unleash more cultivators, snowballing their forces.

But now, the guardians stubbornly held the key passage, with both sides in a tug-of-war between the 8th and 9th Floors. Every moment, cultivators fell and lost their lives. The battle was indeed brutal!

The Eagle Claw Butcher roared hoarsely, ten fingers swinging fiercely, barely repelling a wave of attacks.

The Ghost-faced Scholar’s mask had already shattered, and his featureless face was constantly writhing, capturing a soul from the battlefield to create another ghost mask to wear.

Copper Head Tuo’s head, his hardest area, was now bloodied.

The Charm Demon’s mesmerizing scent was barely perceptible; her face was pale, her steps unsteady and staggering.

Only Daoist Mad Wind continued to dance with hands and feet.

“Rather than suffer alive, might as well die together!” In the increasingly oppressive and desperate atmosphere, a Golden Core Demon Cultivator went for broke.

He was short and fat, his face covered in pus, his skin had a grotesque bluish-purple hue, exuding a pungent stench.

His eyes were a murky yellow, staring deadly at the Guardian Cultivators in front of him, bypassing his own ranks, he charged forward fiercely.

“Stop him!” The Guard Commander was shocked and yelled harshly.

But it was already too late.

The Pus Poison Cultivator lunged into the guardians’ formation, his whole body glowed bluish-purple, suddenly expanding—

Bang!

With an earth-shattering explosion, the entire corridor trembled violently. The bluish-purple toxic light burst like a sun, madly spreading in all directions. Wherever the light touched, the air corroded, the stone walls melted, guardians suffered casualties, survivors screamed in horror and retreated frantically.

This Pus Poison Cultivator was clearly ruthless, willing to self-destruct his Golden Core to take others down even in death.

The Eagle Claw Butcher and others were overjoyed at this sight.

Because the Pus Poison Cultivator’s self-destruction tore open a huge gap in the guardians’ line, it was a perfect moment for a breakthrough!

But just as the Demon Cultivators were about to rush collectively, the surrounding walls suddenly lit up with white light.

The white light was gentle and warm, like moonlight falling.

Wherever it reached, the bluish-purple pus poison and toxic light were absorbed. In just three breaths, the residual power of the Pus Poison Cultivator’s self-destruction dissipated completely.

“No, not just that. The self-explodings’ foundations were formidable, normally able to collapse half of the prison level. But ultimately, it only impacted a small area!”

Qin De witnessed the whole process, his heart chilled.

“It’s the Nine Heavens Cloud Gang Array!”

He recognized it.

The force absorbing the Golden Core’s self-destruction power was the omnipresent Yun Gang Rock. The subsequent absorption of toxic light and pus poison was also by Yun Gang Rock!

It turns out this defensive array not only repels external enemies but can absorb internal explosive impacts and dissolve them invisibly. These are the insights Song Taosheng and others failed to uncover.

Though powerful the Golden Core’s detonation might be, in front of the Nine Heavens Cloud Gang Array, it was merely as a termite trying to shake the tree.

Song Taosheng’s Golden Core was still held in Qin De’s hands, but the scene before him filled Qin De with waves of despair.