Dao of The Demonic Cultivator

Soon, Huang Wuyang's small-scale auction, which he presided over, officially began. Various magic tools and techniques were displayed one by one before the audience.

Chu Xuan remained composed and silent throughout.

As time passed second by second, Master Liu suddenly covered his forehead, frowning. "Feeling a bit dizzy..."

He struggled to stand up, but his hands suddenly went limp, and with a loud crash, he fell to the ground. Hastily grabbing the arm of the nearby patriarch to help himself up, he found the figure withered and emaciated. With a light tug, it turned out to be just a piece of human skin!

The flesh and organs inside had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a skeletal frame!

The nearby patriarch was horrified and tried to stand up, only to find that his legs were completely unresponsive, preventing him from rising.

This horrifying scene immediately shocked the Foundation Establishment cultivators.

What's happening?! Someone is attacking without honor!

Huang Wuyang and Cao Zijin also sensed that something was amiss. They immediately activated their Spiritual Qi, intending to cast defensive spells.

However, the flow of their Spiritual Qi became unexpectedly sluggish, as if their meridians were filled with mud, severely hindering their ability to mobilize it.

"This..."

Cao Zijin was astonished. With her innate superior root and Pure Metal Spiritual Body, she had been meticulously cultivated by the Heaven Burning Sect's sect master since childhood and had never encountered such a situation before.

With his vast combat experience, Huang Wuyang immediately suspected they were under attack. He roared in anger, activating a secret technique to force the activation of his defensive spells.

In the blink of an eye, a large number of bees surged out from the darkness, rushing towards the Foundation Establishment cultivators who had fallen in disarray.

Three burly, dark figures suddenly shot out and charged towards Huang Wuyang.

Eerie demon claws surged forward, aiming for Cao Zijin's head.

Clang!

Cao Zijin made no sudden movements, but a magic tool suddenly rose from her, revealing a mirror exuding a sharp golden aura, which blocked the attack in front of her.

Chu Xuan, who had long planned the attack with his Yin Evil claw, was blocked by the mirror.

However, Chu Xuan's other prepared attack had already swooped toward the back of Cao Zijin's head.

It was the Evil Soul Chain!

The black serpent-like Chain suddenly lunged down, entwining Cao Zijin's delicate and fair neck in an instant.

Within moments, Cao Zijin found it difficult to breathe. She struggled to tap her chest once, and a talisman emerged from it, shimmering with layers of fiery light, almost shaking off the Chain.

Chu Xuan could see at a glance that the talisman was at least a high-grade Foundation Establishment talisman, the most precious defensive talisman.

Clearly, it was the life-saving trump card given to this prodigy by the Heaven Burning Sect.

As the Chain loosened, Cao Zijin swiftly produced two magic talismans, which instantly transformed into a Serpent Soul and a Hound Soul. With one on each side, they fiercely attacked Chu Xuan.

Cao Zijin, though a hothouse flower sheltered from battle, possessed innate combat intuition. From the direction where those gu worms, corpse puppets, and spells emerged, she immediately deduced that her former senior brother, Lv Xiu, was behind this assault.

"Lv Xiu, why are you attacking me!" she shouted angrily, pointing at Chu Xuan's nose. "Even if the sect owes you something, you shouldn't strike at fellow sect members!"

Chu Xuan sneered coldly, "You dare to point at me and violate my taboos—death awaits!"

Upon hearing this, the cultivators present immediately turned pale.

"Violate my taboos...!" That phrase sounded a little familiar.

Wait... Isn't this what the demonic monk who slaughtered the Situ family said?!

Chu Xuan casually tossed the Merit Bell, causing it to resonate instantly. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a colossal clock shimmering with Buddha light above his head, enveloping his entire body.

Before the Serpent Soul and Hound Soul could reach him, they wailed and turned to ashes under the towering Buddha light.

Huang Wuyang, Cao Zijin, and the others witnessed the three rotating Merit Wheels behind Chu Xuan's head, shocked beyond measure.

Huang Wuyang immediately shouted, "You are indeed the demonic monk who exterminated the Situ family!"

"Huikong, haven't eaten yet?" Chu Xuan sneered coldly.

The Soul Huikong immediately appeared, emitting a piercing scream that assaulted their souls. It knew all too well that any underhanded tricks would result in a severe beating from its master!

This piercing scream, sweeping through their minds, felt like a thousand-pound hammer.

Cao Zijin's soul was far inferior to Chu Xuan's, leaving her mind temporarily blank and unable to continue thinking, let alone casting spells. Her speech function was temporarily lost as well.

Chu Xuan waved his large hand.

The Myriad Souls Banner suddenly vibrated, and within moments, tens of thousands of fierce ghosts surged out.

During the battle at the Science City, the Myriad Souls Banner had absorbed a large number of souls, almost overflowing.

Of course, Chu Xuan had no need for these weak souls; what he needed were powerful ghosts who had survived countless battles!

Under his command, these souls fought within the Myriad Souls Banner.

The deceased souls would become nourishment for those who survived the constant battles. As they underwent continuous slaughter, these souls gradually transformed.

Ultimately, over twenty thousand powerful ghosts emerged.

Similar to corpse puppets, these ghosts were divided into ranks such as Ghost Soldier, Ghost General, Ghost Commander, and Ghost King, ranging from the fourth to sixth levels. They were comparable to mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.

They surged forward in an instant.

Even though the Hound Soul was equivalent to an early Foundation Establishment demonic beast, it was torn to shreds within moments!

The ferocious ghosts did not slow their advance, charging directly at Cao Zijin. They devoured her life soul bite by bite in the blink of an eye.

Those few ghosts that consumed the majority of Cao Zijin's life soul visibly grew stronger at an astonishing rate. It was highly likely that a Ghost General would be born from them. The prodigy of the Heaven Burning Sect quickly became nothing more than a lifeless corpse.

As for Huang Wuyang, he was relentlessly attacked by the three corpse generals in the form of Long, Hu, and Bao, and was literally riddled with holes. His flesh was devoured by the three corpses, and his life soul was captured and taken into the Myriad Souls Banner.

The remaining Foundation Establishment cultivators had already been poisoned by the dust secretly released by Chu Xuan. Facing the assault of soldier bees and venomous bees, they had no ability to defend themselves. Most had already perished by the time Chu Xuan was fighting Cao Zijin.

Now with Huang Wuyang dead, the remaining cultivators also died in utter despair. They could never have imagined that merely attending a small auction would lead to such an unprovoked disaster.

"Clean everything up meticulously, leave not a single piece of flesh behind," Chu Xuan casually ordered. "Ah, and take all the poison powder with you; we can't let anyone guess what poison I used."

Soon, the room was left in complete disarray, but without a trace of blood or flesh. The worker bees were thorough in their cleanup, not even leaving a single drop of blood.

Chu Xuan nodded in satisfaction, changed his appearance, and left the Green Jade Building from another direction. He didn't expect much from the storage bags of the Foundation Establishment cultivators, but the ones belonging to Huang Wuyang and Cao Zijin were sure to keep him pleased for a long time.

"I hope they contain what I need. If not, I'll just have to visit a few more cultivation families to demand what I want," he mused. "And if they're not prepared to share their family's heritage willingly, it'll mean more fighting and killing. Ah, what a hassle."

Chu Xuan smacked his lips and, mounting the Green Shadow Shuttle, quickly disappeared into the dark night.