Chapter 229: Chapter 182: Red Snake Vermilion Fruit (Part 2)

He was sent flying back from the force of the strike.

"What a searing sword... What kind of Fire Element Technique is this?!"

Red Feather was horrified.

The Scale Armor on her arm was even covered in large, blackened cracks.

Blood streamed out.

On the other side, Xuanlin’s vertical pupils constricted as he saw Red Feather forced back by a single blow. He waved his Bone Staff again.

"So what if you’re in the Star Mansion? You’re only at the First Level... Human whelp, take a blow from my staff!"

Zhuyin: Netherworld Soul Entanglement!

WHOOSH!

Countless translucent black snake phantoms surged from the head of the staff, screeching shrilly as they lunged for Qin Xuan’s Divine Soul.

But Qin Xuan seemed to have anticipated this.

He activated the Star Carrying Stele Body Refining Method.

The qi and blood in his body surged like a great river, its vast, masculine yang energy forming a barrier around him.

The extremely yin and cold soul-entangling snake phantoms slammed into the yang qi and blood, and like snow meeting the scorching sun, they shrieked and dissolved one after another.

"Imperial Extreme Shocking World: Po Jun!"

Qin Xuan clenched his fists, concentrating a peerlessly domineering fist intent that could shock the world.

He threw a punch, imbued with the tyrannical intent of a sovereign reigning over all under heaven.

The compressed air boomed!

BANG!

The force of the punch passed straight through a body.

A Snake Demon from the Zhuyin Division who had been trying to launch a sneak attack from the side had his eyes bulge out. Without so much as a grunt, he crashed to the ground, dead.

"You’re courting death!"

Enraged, Xuanlin’s figure blurred. A dark light gathered at the tip of his staff as he thrust the Bone Staff toward the vital point on Qin Xuan’s back.

But it was as if Qin Xuan had eyes in the back of his head.

He didn’t even turn to block. A faint starlight flickered around him as his muscles and Skeleton tensed like divine iron.

PFFT!

The Bone Staff struck the vital point on his back, but it only produced a muffled thud, like hitting tough leather!

Xuanlin felt a massive rebounding force travel up the staff.

It was as if he hadn’t struck a human body, but an ancient, divine stele that carried the stars on its back!

"What?!" Xuanlin was scared out of his wits.

In that instant, with his old force spent and new force yet to be generated, the Lifebound Longsword spun back like a fiery dragon, slashing toward him!

A great sun blazed upon the sword’s blade, and the scorching Sword Qi felt like it would melt him.

Xuanlin let out a strange cry and retreated desperately, summoning a black Bone Shield to block in front of him.

SCREECH!

An ear-grating sound came from the Bone Shield as the searing Sword Intent passed right through it.

It burned Xuanlin’s palm black, and he let out a pained scream.

In the sky, Red Feather suppressed her roiling qi and blood, a look of terror flashing in her eyes.

She shrieked, and the tattered wings on her back trembled violently. At the cost of burning her Essence Blood, the flames around her body turned from green to white, their temperature reaching a terrifying extreme.

"Wing Fire: White Flame Plummet!"

A ghastly white meteor of flame, carrying a destructive aura, descended from the sky, locking onto Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan’s eyes held a teasing smile as he moved with the ease of a leisurely stroll.

The fist intent of the Imperial Extreme Shocking the World gathered, as if he held the universe in his hands and trod upon the stars.

"Imperial Extreme Shocking the World—Suppress the Eight Desolates!"

The force of the punch shot toward the sky, domineering and brutal, as if it would shatter the firmament itself!

BOOM! BOOM!

Two massive explosions, erupting almost simultaneously, shook the wilderness!

The white meteor of flame was forcefully stopped for a moment, its surface fire dissipating to reveal Red Feather’s face, contorted in absolute horror.

She violently spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying upward.

Xuanlin was in an even worse state. Pinned down by the scorching Sword Qi, he was forced to one knee, his Scale Armor charred black. He was breathing out but no longer breathing in.

Yet Qin Xuan stood unharmed, the ground beneath his feet cracked.

’Is this really a Purple Mansion First Level Cultivator?’

Xuanlin and Red Feather were chilled to the bone.

’His Swordsmanship, Fist Technique, and Flesh Body... every aspect of this man is freakishly powerful!’

’If we keep fighting, we will undoubtedly die!’

"Run!"

The two of them roared almost in unison. Casting aside all thoughts of face, they turned and fled.

"Heh heh, trying to run just because you can’t win? Do I, Liu, command so little respect?"

Qin Xuan chuckled, his Lifebound Longsword dancing in his hand.

"Alright, playtime’s over. Take a strike from my sword!"

Qin Xuan let out a soft cry.

A stunning flash of sword light flared. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

BANG!

A shower of blood rained down as two large snake heads flew high into the air, their eyes wide with disbelief, unable to rest in peace.

THUD!

The bisected bodies of Xuanlin and Red Feather fell stiffly to the ground, silent.

...

"That Human Race Sword Cultivator is terrifying! He actually killed both Xuanlin and Red Feather! They were the Purple Mansion prodigies of the Zhuyin and Wing Fire Divisions!"

"I get it now! He’s guarding a Beacon Tower without lighting it, just to hunt us down!"

"And those three Foundation Establishment Demon Beasts can also hunt Purple Mansion cultivators! We have to get around him... and find another Beacon Tower!"

Panic spread among the Low-Tier Disciples of the four divisions.

The name Qin Xuan, the "Liaoyuan Evil Star," spread like wildfire.

Afterward, no Demon Cultivator dared to approach the area where Qin Xuan was.

One day, seeing that no new prey had come to the fourteenth Beacon Tower for a long time, Qin Xuan knew that his reputation had spread.

A glint in his eye, he flew to the top of the empty Beacon Tower.

He let out a long, clear cry, his voice shaking the wilderness.

"Demon Cultivators of the four divisions, you are nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs! Since none of you dare to take this Beacon Tower, today I will show all of you what fate awaits your people!"

With that, he slapped his Storage Pouch.

A simple, ancient bronze furnace about a foot tall flew out, spinning. It grew with the wind, transforming into a massive, ten-foot-tall furnace that hovered in mid-air.

One side of the furnace was engraved with the sun, moon, and stars; the other depicted ten thousand demons bowing in submission.

The lid was tightly shut, yet it radiated a heart-palpitating pressure.

"What a powerful Magical Treasure! Why do we feel so uneasy? This thing must be specifically designed to counter us Demon Cultivators!"

A Demon Snake exclaimed in terror.

Qin Xuan performed a Technique, and the furnace lid opened with a RUMBLE.

Inside was a chaotic void where black and white energies seemed to flow.

"Yin Yang Demon Refining Furnace, open!"

With a flick of his sleeve, the dozen or so Demon Cultivator corpses below the tower, along with the dozens more he had accumulated over the past few days, were all thrown into the furnace!

"What is he doing?!"

In the distance, some of the Demon Cultivators who were spying from afar were utterly horrified.

The furnace lid closed.

Qin Xuan sat cross-legged atop the furnace, his hands forming technique seals.

The scorching Demonic Essence from the Sun Fate Star within his body surged out, transforming into Pure Yang Fire that poured into the bottom of the furnace.

At the same time, Qin Xuan drew upon the dense Ancient Wilderness Evil Qi of this place, converting it into Pure Yin Qi and injecting it into the furnace.

Yin and yang converged, refining demons into Pills!

The furnace trembled violently. From within came the grating sound of Refinement and the faint wails of Demon Souls.

The Ten Thousand Demons Atlas on the furnace wall seemed to come alive. Countless demonic figures flickered and struggled, only to be held fast.

...

「Outside the Ancient Wilderness Battlefield.」

A massive Water Mirror floated in the air, through which the various great powers were observing the battle with Magic.

When they saw Qin Xuan bring out the Demon Refining Furnace, the spectating Golden Core and Nascent Soul Cultivators burst into an uproar!

"The Yin Yang Demon Refining Furnace... This boy actually possesses such a Tier Four Exotic Treasure!"

An old man wearing a Red Sun Daoist Robe with a dark, ruddy complexion exclaimed in shock.

He was Flame Roast, a Late-stage Golden Core Elder from the Flame Sun Division.

"How arrogant! He dares to refine the bodies of my division’s disciples right in front of everyone!"

Killing intent flashed in the eyes of a middle-aged beauty with a sinister face, dressed in a black robe. A chilling aura emanated from her.

She was You Hua, the Nascent Soul Daoist Monarch of the Zhuyin Division.

A female Nascent Soul Daoist Monarch from the Wing Fire Division, a young beauty with magnificent flaming wings on her back named Yan Ji, was so furious her elegant brows shot up.

"That junior is courting death! If we weren’t in the Ancient Wilderness Battlefield, I would personally tear him to shreds!"

A shriveled, skinny old Nascent Soul from the Viper Division, Viper Mountain Daoist Monarch, whose eyes glinted green, also spoke sinisterly.

"This boy must be executed! Old Dog Mu, aren’t you going to give our four divisions an explanation?"

"An explanation? What damn explanation? Come find this old man on Star Jia Wu if you want one!" a slow, aged voice replied.

...

「Liaoyuan Division.」

Golden Core True Monarch Zhu Chong was first dumbfounded, then his face turned pale, and he stomped his foot in anxiety.

"Little Brother Liu is being reckless, absolutely reckless! Didn’t I tell him to avoid lethal blows as much as possible, and especially not to provoke the Zhuyin and Wing Fire Divisions..."

"Sigh! His strength is impressive, but by attracting so much hatred, how can he possibly withstand being besieged by the Purple Mansion prodigies of all four divisions?! It’s over, it’s all over..."

But a short old man next to Zhu Chong, dressed in a hemp robe with thinning hair and a drinker’s nose, suddenly slapped his thigh and burst into loud, booming laughter.

"Good lad, you’ve got guts! Reminds me of my old self back in the day..."

"Zhu Chong, you brat, what the hell are you worried about? This is a true son of our Human Race! A good kill, and an even better refinement! Look at those old snakes, their faces are green with rage! How satisfying, hahaha!"

Mu Nanshan, the Mid-stage Nascent Soul Daoist Monarch of the Liaoyuan Division, laughed until he was doubled over.

He even shot a taunting look, winking and making faces toward the Water Mirror.

You Hua, Yan Ji, and the other Nascent Souls of the demon divisions trembled with rage, but the rules prevented them from interfering.

"Mu Nanshan, does your Liaoyuan Division want to start the war ahead of schedule?!" Daoist Monarch You Hua shrieked, her voice chilling to the bone.

"A war it is, then! You think we’re afraid of you snakes?"

Daoist Monarch Mu picked his nose nonchalantly. "The juniors are competing, it’s all about their own abilities! If you’ve got the guts, let your little snakes go tear him apart, eh?"

"Heh heh, but from the looks of it, your little snakes just don’t seem to be up to the task!"

These words struck a raw nerve with the other four Nascent Soul Daoist Monarchs.

The few Nascent Souls from the demon divisions turned ashen with rage, staring death glares at the roaring Demon Refining Furnace in the Water Mirror.

Their killing intent was so thick it was almost tangible.