Published: March 3, 2025
Chapter 345: Sixth Transformation of Demonic Fire (Request for Subscription)
After the flash of green firelight, only heaps of black ash remained at the site.
The azure yang devil fire slowly burned on top of these heaps of ash, absorbing the fuel to grow stronger.
Dark red bloodstains, various sized pits, spells of freezing and burning left behind,
The once beautiful spiritual land was now a scene of devastation.
Liu Yu coldly withdrew his gaze, curling his fingers into claws, and gathered dozens of streams of firelight toward his palm.
Like swallows returning to their nest, the streams of azure flames rushed toward his hand.
Eventually, they transformed into the size of a goose egg, with a deeper shade of blue.
With his spiritual consciousness, which was infinitely close to the peak foundation establishment stage, he scanned the entire Phoenix Mountain.
Everything became clear as if viewing it in the palm of his hand.
In just a few breaths, apart from Bai Caihuang who had fallen at his hands, the remaining five foundation establishment cultivators from the Bai Family were all entangled, fiercely battling against Yan Kai, Cui Liang, and others.
Among them, the movements of the second elder and fourth elder of the Bai Family were the fastest.
They had surprisingly already slipped into a pre-prepared secret passage, yet they were still momentarily held back, unable to escape easily.
“The formation covers the entire Phoenix Mountain, even underground, no wonder the other side wanted to detonate the formation.”
With his spiritual consciousness constantly monitoring the situation, Liu Yu pondered.
Looking at the remaining half or so of the scattered fleeing Bai Family qi refinement cultivators, he considered but ultimately abandoned the idea of continuing his harvest.
These cultivators were too spread out, making it time-consuming and labor-intensive to reap them.
Killing dozens of cultivators for fuel might not be worth as much as one foundation establishment cultivator.
Most importantly, indiscriminately slaughtering low-level cultivators would ultimately have a negative impact.
Although during wartime, this doesn't require adherence, and no cultivator would pursue it.
However, openly massacring low-level cultivators would eventually affect his reputation, potentially impacting his future within the sect.
Moreover, wouldn’t his side have plenty of qi refinement cultivators? If he killed them all, wouldn’t they be left with nothing to do?
In any case, this task was still long, and there would be plenty of opportunities to harvest fuel later.
If it really came down to it, he could disguise himself.
High-level cultivators were like this, acting wantonly and recklessly towards low-level cultivators.
The secular rules and morals had long lost their effect on immortal cultivators, allowing them to trample over anything of no worth at will.
What could restrain a cultivator was always only fellow cultivators of the same level or even higher-level cultivators!
Thinking this way, Liu Yu formed a spell gesture in his hand, controlling the Li Xuan Sword to transform into a fiery escape light and soared into the sky.
He chased after the second elder of the Bai Family.
Before long, he approached the location where Xiao Chong, Wei Family’s two members, and the second elder of the Bai Family were.
With his spiritual consciousness observing, he turned the escape light towards the weak soil and directly burrowed into it.
“Bang”
After the initial noise, the soil on both sides of the escape light was easily pushed aside like water.
Under the sharpness of the superior spiritual artifact, the earth could not act as an obstacle!
However, due to resistance, his speed slowed down considerably.
After a few breaths, Liu Yu guided the Li Xuan Sword and entered an excavated tunnel.
The tunnel was about three zhang wide and one zhang high, with walls made of yellow-black soil solidified by spells.
It looked very flat and smooth, not easily collapsing.
Without sunstones or torches, the tunnel was pitch black.