Published: March 3, 2025
Chapter 446: Small Trial of Power (Monthly Ticket Request)
"However, I encountered someone named Liu."
Thinking of this, Liu Yu's mouth revealed a strange smile.
Now is just the right time for him to gather detailed information about the Land of West Sand, while conveniently collecting fuel for the Demonic Fire. Why not take advantage of this opportunity to kill two birds with one stone?
Rather than exhausting himself to search everywhere, isn’t soul searching much more convenient and efficient?
With this thought in mind, the slight displeasure Liu Yu felt from encountering a demonic cultivator instantly vanished.
Without waiting for Madam Rouge and her three companions to engage in idle chatter, he chose to take the initiative.
In the next moment, he struck decisively!
Mobilizing the refined essence of blood and qi compressed within the Zhongzhong Acupoint, he instantaneously consumed a portion in an extremely mysterious manner, and the Flash Spirit Secret Technique was unleashed in an instant.
A powerful force erupted within his chest.
If it were an ordinary cultivator, they might struggle to control this force, leading to vulnerabilities during battle.
However, with the help of the Blood Recovery Elixir and his strong physique, and after years of practice, Liu Yu was already adept at wielding this explosive power with ease.
"Boom!!"
With a loud bang, dust flew into the air, and Liu Yu's figure had already vanished from the original spot.
In the next moment, he appeared among Madam Rouge's group, just five zhang away from a plump male cultivator.
"Not good."
"This person is actually a rare body cultivator?!"
When such an unexpected turn of events occurred, the other three members of Madam Rouge's group immediately reacted, summoning their magical artifacts to provide support.
Throughout the battle, they maintained sufficient vigilance, but they hadn’t expected that their "prey" would dare to initiate an attack and seek death.
Though it was a sudden turn of events, they were not overly worried, as all four were seasoned warriors.
Moreover, their opponent was merely a mid foundation establishment stage body cultivator, unlikely to cause much disturbance; to the three, this was merely a struggle before death.
Thus, Madam Rouge and the others remained calm, directing their magical artifacts toward Liu Yu's back, attempting to deliver a fatal blow.
No matter how strong a body cultivator's body was, could it withstand the sharpness of a spiritual artifact?
Besides, the way of body cultivators had long been in decline!
The plump male cultivator believed he had the victory in hand, a cruel smile curling at the corners of his mouth as he looked at his prey.
However, when Liu Yu truly appeared within five zhang, and was met with those cold and merciless eyes, he suddenly felt a terrifying pressure descend upon him.
The smile on his face froze, and his breathing involuntarily stuttered.
This feeling was akin to a frail sheep being eyed by a ferocious beast.
A chill ran down the plump male cultivator's spine!
His spiritual perception was giving him strong warnings, telling him that a life-or-death crisis was approaching. He wanted to react immediately, but his body felt sluggish!
Such overwhelming pressure was something he had not encountered before with any foundation establishment cultivator, making him instinctively treat it with utmost seriousness and not dare to be careless.
His palm glowed with spiritual light, and magical power surged forth like a floodgate being opened. A black bone sword was swiftly summoned, and then he attempted to retreat swiftly.
But the distance was too short, and his options were extremely limited. The plump male cultivator could only fully exert his magical artifact to try to block Liu Yu's strike.
At the same time, he temporarily withdrew his body to avoid the lethal attack, intending to wait for his companions' assistance and then surround and kill Liu Yu together.
Under the pressure of Liu Yu’s momentum, coupled with the intense sense of crisis from his spiritual perception, he instinctively chose to retreat instead of confronting him head-on.