Chapter 142: Fighting the Evil Cultivator Again (Seeking Subscriptions)

In the mountain forest, before the Jade of Sentinels.

Du En watched calmly as the light of the jade stone pillar before him dimmed, its form beginning to fade and vanish; there was no change in his emotions, he simply turned around silently.

Boom!

Something landed heavily in his field of vision.

It was half a corpse, the kind that was a half-body freak.

Du En still showed no change in expression, raising his hand to cast a beginner-level Fire-Burning Art.

Whoosh~

The flames surged violently, turning the freak corpse into ashes in the blink of an eye.

As it turned to ash, it still sounded like a living person, with shrill screams ringing out, deeply unsettling to the spirit, as if one had burned the wrong person, though in truth, this was merely a poor soul who had not yet died.

The evil cultivator was suddenly furious.

Those hands, having clawed at the head and stained with blood, reached out like a soul-reaping ghost, intending to choke Du En's neck.

Therefore, by the time these talismans finished exploding, not even a scrap remained on the spot.

This evil cultivator was merely at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, a weak realm, and even though he possessed a few strange evil arts, he was completely unable to cope with this kind of situation.

However, since he had already jumped out, things became very easy to handle.

Du En stared again and caught sight of a trail of bloodstains that had suddenly intruded from outside the mess; they hadn't been there a moment ago, but now they appeared suddenly and were continuously overflowing.

Du En suddenly retreated, opening up the distance.

A figure appeared violently where he had just been standing; if he hadn't pulled away in time, they would now be in a situation of being pressed very close together.

Du En silently raised his hand, and the evil cultivator's body froze.

The dust settled, and wisps of blue smoke rose from the churned-up soil.

Xuesong was also quite resilient; he was not on the same level as the evil cultivator used as bait at the beginning, so even until Du En cleared out his previous spoils of war, he had only suffered minor injuries, his aura merely becoming somewhat turbulent.

Du En seized this initiative, and next came magical artifacts flying in unison, one after another, shooting over like flowing water, and then, self-destruct, self-destruct, self-destruct!

He still wanted to hold on and use some evil art, but unfortunately, facing a saturation strike of over a hundred talismans was like facing dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators attacking fiercely.

So, do these evil cultivators have some subtle misunderstanding?

"You... this... guy..."

Du En commented calmly, making the evil cultivator who had flashed out from behind the tree appear somewhat annoyed.

The newcomer wanted to appear suddenly and give Du En a good scare!

If he weren't sharp enough, if he were careless, he would definitely have fallen for it.

"You deserve to die!"

"There is no need to be mysterious; the people you harmed in the shanty town were buried by me. There were no traces of evil arts at the time, which means that you are at most an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator now, and a fragile, fast-tracked one at that."

While he was in doubt and uncertainty, the captured magical artifacts exploded one by one nearby.

Xuesong appeared dissatisfied with this; he had used a fellow practitioner to test Du En's strength and was about to take the bait himself, so he was not happy to see such a situation.

His expression did not change; he simply had six magical artifacts begin to hover at his sides while silently casting the Fire-Burning Art, burning a large clearing out of the dense mountain forest in all directions.

He seemed very satisfied, grinning widely and laughing as he bled.

He felt his actions were sufficiently secretive; until now, no matter how much Xiang Tao and the others speculated, none of them suspected he was the one who did it.

Moreover, the talismans Du En obtained were all second-tier mid-grade.

Thus, he raised his hands and clawed violently at his head, immediately scratching it until it was bloody, the thick blood drowning his face and making it impossible to recognize his features.

Just as his field of vision shifted, Xuesong's figure had already entered his peripheral vision.

He had missed his grab!

Only at this moment could Du En distinguish the cultivation realm the opponent corresponded to.

Boom, boom, boom...

The exterior looked quite miserable; the whole person was blown to pieces, blood spraying everywhere, making the surroundings look like a pool of blood.

Du En spoke bluntly: "I just wanted to say, how did a piece of trash like you get picked by that so-called Superior? Understand now?"

Du En could not help but shake his head slightly.

Immediately, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—various spells took shape rapidly, scrambling to submerge him.

No, should I say, is this his true appearance?

Du En thought this, and at the same time asked in return: "I am actually a bit curious, why don't you seem surprised? Although, from your move of specifically using that trash to fish for me, you should have guessed that I am the one who framed you all, but this expression and demeanor are still a bit too certain."

"What is there to be confused about? Do you really think we have no brains?"

From his arms, from his body, from every place there were self-inflicted wounds, scarlet, eye-piercing blood flowed out in trickles.

Just like the wild speculations of Xiang Tao and the others.

"You..."

Without giving the evil cultivator any room to speak, Du En directly unleashed a "Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers."

So he could now barely glimpse the general state of the evil cultivator through the chaotic bombardment.

"Eh?"

He did not look like anything special, and his attire was still the low-level clothing from the shanty town outside the city; only a waxen, shiny bald head was particularly glaring under the sunlight, greasy and cold, like the skin of a cold, white-cut chicken.

"Ah!!!!!"

Xuesong answered naturally, which made Du En's heart stir.

The already-activated stockpile of captured talismans immediately sucked in the surrounding spiritual energy; because it was so concentrated and rapid, it even formed shallow vortices.

"What do you want to say?"

A large stack of talismans!

Wood chips, golden light, sparks, water traces... various residual marks disappeared rapidly along with the natural dissipation of spiritual energy, leaving only the plowed-up earth behind.

"What are you doing? I am clearly right here! Your Lord Xuesong is right here!"

"Late-stage Foundation Establishment..."

Just as he realized this, Xuesong suddenly grinned, and his remaining body, like a bursting water bubble, went 'pop' and exploded into a pool of blood.

The evil cultivator gritted his teeth; the reason he was somewhat angry was not because Du En said he was weak or that he was putting on an act, but because he had keenly sensed something else.

Various explosive sounds rose and fell one after another; Du En's divine sense, now that his cultivation and techniques had broken through, had become increasingly resilient, and naturally, his resistance to interference had also increased significantly.

Therefore, this evil cultivator laughed with satisfaction: "Hahaha, not bad, not bad, what a hook full of barbs!"

"Go."

Yet, given their standpoint and what they had seen, it always managed to be logically consistent!

Because these words completely violated his bottom line.

But there were no 'ifs'.

The blood pool was still expanding, and the submerged fragments of magical artifacts sank silently, disappearing without a trace; it was impossible to tell if they had been corroded and destroyed, or if they had simply fallen into the depths of the blood pool.

Facing this scene, Du En's method was very simple.

Earth Cannon Art!

(End of this chapter)