Mortal Alchemy

Chen Ping was certain that the demonic cultivator protector, after sacrificing over a thousand people, had not reached the Golden Core cultivation level or combat strength.

He had released seven or eight hundred people, which should have disrupted and halted the opponent's complete sacrificial ritual.

"Martial Uncle Chen's combat strength is actually being concealed and reserved!"

"Too strong! Is this what it means to be a direct disciple of a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

"Are you kidding me? He's so strong it's like he's not even from the same world as us."

The four disciples of the Eastern Xuan Sect were shocked by Chen Ping's instantaneous killing of four Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators with a single sword strike, their hearts surging with shockwaves.

For the first time, they felt that their weak combat strength was useless in this environment.

Was the Eastern Xuan Sect sending them to their deaths by asking them to do this?

At least they could survive if they were just treated like beasts of burden in the sect.

Perhaps, this was the reason for the Eastern Xuan Sect's differential treatment?

The demonic cultivator protector, holding a staff, also saw this scene and was furious:

"Don't bother with those ants, join forces and kill this direct disciple of the Eastern Xuan Sect!"

"Yes, Protector!"

The remaining ten Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators also sensed Chen Ping's danger and surged forward together. In an instant, eleven demonic cultivators besieged Chen Ping.

"Whoosh—"

A lightning-attribute spell struck Chen Ping.

However, Chen Ping was unharmed, as the sword qi armor on his body blocked the damage.

Chen Ping's spiritual power erupted, and three strands of azure light swept out from different angles.

"Chirp—"

"Ah!!!"

An unknown demonic cultivator was instantly cut in half by the azure light strands, letting out a scream before dying.

The remaining unknown Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators were terrified by this scene: "Are all direct disciples of the Eastern Xuan Sect's Nascent Soul cultivators this monstrous?"

Was he accepted as a direct disciple of a Nascent Soul cultivator because he was so strong?

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"

The remaining power of one sword also struck the demonic cultivator protector, but the azure light strands, formed from sword qi hardened into steel, were blocked and shattered by the demonic cultivator protector's staff.

Chen Ping's divine sense detected this scene, and his brow furrowed immediately.

The sword qi armor on his body could defend against spell attacks, and the Dharma Idol Sword Appearance above his head could resist divine soul attacks.

But this staff was a third-order magic weapon, and Chen Ping had to be wary of its power.

Otherwise, Chen Ping might meet his end at the hands of this demonic cultivator protector.

The best way was to kill these demonic cultivators, leaving only the demonic cultivator protector, and then use his strongest move to instantly kill the demonic cultivator protector with one strike.

Only then would this staff not pose a threat to Chen Ping.

"Waste! A bunch of waste!" The demonic cultivator protector, seeing Chen Ping kill five demonic cultivators with one move, immediately scolded angrily:

"I still have to do it myself!"

As the voice fell, the demonic cultivator protector raised the staff in his hand, and then his figure flashed, like a residual image, and instantly arrived in front of Chen Ping.

A ferocious smile appeared on his face, and the staff surged with majestic demonic energy, turning into a scythe that reaped towards Chen Ping's life.

Chen Ping's pupils shrank instantly. He had no time to dodge and could only subconsciously protect himself with the Aurora Sword in front of him.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"

A harsh sound of metal grinding against each other rang out, and sparks flew everywhere.

The huge force knocked Chen Ping dozens of feet away.

Chen Ping looked down and saw that dozens of sword qi scales were corroded where they had been touched by the demonic energy, as fragile as tofu.

Chen Ping's face darkened: "What a terrifying staff!"

He realized that the staff in the demonic cultivator protector's hand was not just a third-order magic weapon, but also the source of the demonic energy.

"If I hadn't reacted quickly just now, I would have lost half my life."

Chen Ping also reacted quickly.

With a clang of the sword, sixteen azure lotuses flew out, and then more than two hundred azure lotus sword qi erupted, blasting towards the demonic cultivator protector!

The previously all-conquering azure lotus sword qi was ineffective at this moment.

Two hundred azure lotus sword qi flew out, with great momentum.

The demonic cultivator protector raised the staff in his hand and sneered, "Ghoul Faces!"

"Wuwuwu~"

A scalp-numbing sobbing wail rang out. Dense demonic energy emerged from the staff, and a human face appeared on each wisp of demonic energy.

The human faces sobbed and wailed, filled with resentment. Listening to them made one feel uneasy, as if they were living things.

The azure lotus sword qi struck the demonic energy, and the human faces cried out, exploding and offsetting a sword qi!

The demonic energy was endless, as if there were thousands of human faces hidden within.

Chen Ping couldn't help but curse: "Beast! As expected, demonic cultivators are beasts!"

The azure lotus sword qi was useless.

"Devour Ghosts!!!"

"Roar!!!"

The demonic cultivator's staff was raised towards Chen Ping.

Hundreds of demonic energy strands fused together, condensing into a huge ghost face, opening its bloody mouth and pouncing towards Chen Ping.

Chen Ping was still unwilling to give up and wanted to try: "Azure Lotus Ambush!"

Pieces of azure lotus leaves appeared, enveloping Chen Ping within!

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"

The sound of corrosion rang out instantly, and the sword qi hardened into steel was directly corroded.

Chen Ping's eyes were gloomy. He swept the Aurora Sword, creating a gap, and his figure retreated violently from it.

"To deal with this demonic cultivator protector, ranged spells won't work. I have to close the distance and engage in close combat," Chen Ping calculated his advantages in his mind.

"Hmm?" The demonic cultivator protector frowned: "He can break through the demonic energy moves. Is the sword in his hand a third-order sword treasure?!"

"Disgusting things, the Four Great Sects make people feel disgusted, and sword cultivators are indeed the most disgusting! How can a Foundation Establishment cultivator possess a third-order sword treasure!" The demonic cultivator protector immediately cursed, without any composure.

Sword cultivators were already strong, and a Foundation Establishment sword cultivator with a third-order sword treasure would be even stronger and more difficult to deal with!

"Sky Claw!" The demonic cultivator protector changed his move.

"Wuwu~ Roar roar~"

The whistling sound of ghosts and spirits rang out, and the demonic energy changed, as if turning into a substantial demonic claw, grabbing towards Chen Ping.

"Clang clang clang!"

Chen Ping wielded the Aurora Sword, and it actually made a harsh metallic sound with the demonic claw.

"Substantial!" Chen Ping was shocked. This staff was too strange and unpredictable.

Chen Ping patiently endured. He couldn't expose all his moves and trump cards yet, lest the demonic cultivator protector detect any clues.

The Azure Lotus Sword Art was useless against him at range, so Chen Ping only had the Sword Qi Imperishable move left.

If this move also failed, then Chen Ping could only run away with the spoils he had killed.

Moreover, Chen Ping keenly discovered:

"Although this demonic cultivator protector is at the Half-Step Golden Core stage, he doesn't know how to unleash the corresponding combat strength at all and can only rely on this third-order staff."

"Could it be that this person's Foundation Establishment cultivation was also obtained through sacrifice and he didn't get to where he is today on his own?"

Calculating it this way, this was a very important piece of information.

The four Eastern Xuan Sect Foundation Establishment disciples watched Chen Ping being chased with nervous expressions.

"We can't let this continue. We must help Martial Uncle Chen!"

"Otherwise, if something happens to Martial Uncle Chen, we won't survive either and will be searched out by the demonic cultivators!"

"Think of a way to help Martial Uncle Chen!"