Slaying Demons: Starting with Upgrading my Calligraphy-Chapter 501 - 440: Kongmo Sect

The hunched figure paced back and forth in this sea of Manjusaka, and then headed to an open space to extract the Spirit Essence from the collected Manjusaka using a special technique, gathering it in a jar.

Every operation, every step, was extremely meticulous and rigorous.

"Indeed, it’s alchemy. This Tenacity Retention isn’t necessarily all about taking lives, some are fixated on matters before death and continue to repeat them endlessly."

Hearing Qi Xiu’s soft exclamation, Daoist Yunxiong turned and glanced at the figure moving back and forth, then explained.

"His method of alchemy is quite peculiar."

Watching this Tenacity Retention’s alchemy technique, Qi Xiu looked intrigued.

He was once skilled in alchemy too, before he joined the Shenxiao Sect, alchemy was his bread and butter.

However, as his cultivation gradually advanced, with Shenxiao Sect as his backing, mastering numerous Dharma Gates, his alchemical skills were set aside for quite a while.

Quietly noting down this Tenacity Retention’s alchemy technique and the materials used, Qi Xiu faintly felt that the Ancient Cultivator behind this Tenacity Retention could craft an extraordinary Elixir using Manjusaka as material.

But this Tenacity Retention has no consciousness, it’s merely a shadow of its original owner, unable to be questioned.

Otherwise, he really wanted to capture this Tenacity Retention to ask what exactly was being concocted.

After noting the technique and materials, Qi Xiu swept away large swathes of Manjusaka with a flick of his sleeve. Seeing the puzzled looks of Daoist Yunxiong, Liu Tai, and Feng Jun, he smiled:

"This is good stuff, quite beneficial for the spirit and soul, it’s worth taking as much as you can."

Hearing Qi Xiu say this, the three of them smiled and didn’t say more.

This Southern Ming Wasteland was the battlefield of the great Middle Ancient Era war, you could say it’s filled with treasures. It’s not about fearing to take, but rather about managing to take them.

The vast sea of Manjusaka stretched nearly hundreds of miles.

Besides that tirelessly repeating alchemy Tenacity Retention, no other anomalies could be seen in this area.

"From the Tenacity Retention in that flower sea just now, it can be almost confirmed that there must be a large number of Tenacity Retentions within the Southern Ming Wasteland.

This is just the outskirts of the Southern Ming Wasteland.

Once inside the depths of this continent, the probability and danger of encountering Tenacity Retentions are likely to increase dramatically." Daoist Yunxiong said solemnly.

Once is an accident, twice is not.

Moreover, from the messages on the Mind Sensing Spirit Plaque during this period, other Dao Experts have also encountered suspected Tenacity Retention attacks.

This Southern Ming Wasteland seems to possess some bizarre characteristic, capable of creating Tenacity Retentions on a large scale.

In this case, they must prepare for the worst.

That is, in their subsequent journey, they might encounter Primordial Spirit level Tenacity Retentions.

Thinking of this, even Daoist Yunxiong and Feng Jun, top Dao Experts, couldn’t help but feel a tingling sensation on their scalps.

"The current plan is to find that sword quickly, and then retreat swiftly.

Otherwise, if encountering a Primordial Spirit True Honor’s Tenacity Retention, it would be certain death!"

Rubbing his temples, Liu Tai looked grim.

There have been cases of Bloodstain Cultivators resisting attacks from Dao Experts, surviving against all odds, and quite a few.

But there’s never been a tale of a Dao Expert escaping by chance from the hands of a Primordial Spirit True Honor.

Primordial Spirit!

It’s the pinnacle standing at the source of the Great Dao.

Almost to say, without the constraint of other Primordial Spirit True Honors,

a Primordial Spirit True Honor could massacre all cultivators in the Tianyuan Main Realm.

The overwhelming force gap couldn’t even be compensated by numbers.

This is why it’s so hard to let go of the possibility of Primordial Spirit True Honor Tenacity Retentions in the Southern Ming Wasteland.

Because it’s a tremendous terror of certain annihilation upon encounter!

"Hopefully, the Dao Alliance can make a decision soon, as dispersing the muddy fog would make sword-seeking much easier."

As he spoke, as soon as Liu Tai’s foot landed, they heard a buzzing sound. A silver-white ancient array pattern suddenly lit up beneath his feet, its luminous vine-like glow swiftly climbing over his entire body.

Hmm?

His eyes narrowed slightly, Liu Tai focused his mind, and the Undying Golden Body instantly revived. His physique surged with terrifying vitality, distorting the void, every inch of skin seemingly cast from Divine Iron.

"No! It’s a Space-Bounding Array!"

Liu Tai activated the Indestructible Mechanical Body, intending to withstand this sudden formation. Qi Xiu suddenly spoke, with a wave of his hand, the Suppression Talisman Seal Skill immediately fell on the outside of that circle of silver-white array. Golden chains flew out, binding the array patterns that constantly spread upwards, forcibly pressing them back into the formation.

"It’s a Void-trapping array of the Kongmo Sect; don’t move rashly, this place might already be filled with formations."

With purple glints in his eyes, Qi Xiu’s aura was solemn as he scanned the surroundings.

Under the special black and white interwoven vision, they saw densely packed mischievous ghost-face-like silver array patterns filling the surroundings without knowing when.

Kongmo Sect!

The Middle-Aged Demon Sect, extremely adept at Space-Bounding techniques.

They love to banish enemies to unknown voids, even outside the domain.

And due to the unique strengths of their Daoist Inheritance, the mountain gate location of the Kongmo Sect remained undiscovered until their demise, one of the few Demon Sects listed as missing.

Found it.

His eyes narrowed slightly, Qi Xiu’s gaze tightened, finally spotting among the layers of Void-trapping arrays a man who appeared sickly, with snow-white hair, all covered with tadpole-like array patterns.

At this moment, this man hid sinisterly behind the Great Array, rapidly weaving Void-trapping arrays with both hands.

"Master, two elder brothers, stay here and don’t move, or these Void-trapping arrays will trigger upon contact. I’ll go find the person setting them up."