Chapter 117

Without a word.

It seemed his entire state of mind had not yet recovered from the morning.

The fourth floor of the dungeon.

It was also the deepest level.

Here, the demonic cultivators or level-four demonic beasts imprisoned were all at the Creation realm.

Some had been here for many years.

Others had just arrived.

Placed in the outside world, they would all be figures of importance, capable of establishing powerful families.

But facing the Profound Heaven Sect.

They still had no power to resist.

Boom!

A huge figure fell to the ground with a crash, splashing fresh red blood.

He was not a demonic beast.

He was a human demonic body cultivator with the level of the sixth layer of the Creation realm.

His skin was pale and bloodless, like a corpse, but it was exceptionally tough, impervious to swords and blades.

Only now, it was covered in sword marks, and his waist was almost severed, with only threads of blood connecting it.

"The Corpse Yin Demonic Sect, huh."

Meng Zhangqing murmured softly.

He had learned this during the battle with him.

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The Corpse Yin Demonic Sect was also one of the ten great demonic sects, and its strength was very strong, at least stronger than the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect.

This sect specialized in body cultivation.

They had produced many powerful body-cultivating martial artists.

It was just that because it was a demonic art, many of them did not end well.

He withdrew his focus.

Meng Zhangqing looked around.

The number of demonic cultivators on the fourth floor could not possibly be as high as on the first three floors.

There were only about two hundred or so.

"That feels great."

Meng Zhangqing twisted his neck.

His white robe was already stained blood-red, and blood flowed all around, with corpses everywhere.

It was much the same as before.

After arriving on the fourth floor, he had opened all the cell doors.

If anyone were here, they would certainly be dumbfounded.

After all, the demonic heads here were all at the Creation realm and possessed considerable strength.

But Meng Zhangqing’s foundation was simply too deep.

The "Nether Sea Returning Origin Art" allowed him to fight with extreme endurance, and the "Exquisite Great Luo Heaven" allowed him to unleash ten times his combat power!

So, these old, crippled demonic cultivators who had been imprisoned here for a long time.

Could not possibly be his opponents.

No matter how many sheep there are, they are still sheep and cannot pose a threat to a tiger.

"After this battle, the harvest is quite bountiful."

Meng Zhangqing rubbed his face.

Cold eyes peeked through his fingers.

To be surrounded and killed by so many demonic cultivators at once, it would be impossible to say it wasn't exciting.

Although he didn't use the embryonic form of sword intent, his other trump cards were naturally all forced out.

And this also greatly increased his combat experience.

Especially his knowledge of demonic arts.

Previously, it was only the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect, but here, there were many types.

The Corpse Yin Demonic Sect, the Joyous Demonic Sect, the Blood God Demonic Sect, and so on.

Among the ten great demonic sects, he had seen at least six.

If he encountered them in the future, he would have a response plan in his heart and wouldn't be caught off guard.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Meng Zhangqing raised his right hand.

He began to absorb the life qi and death qi of this place!

Whoosh!

It was as if a violent wind had arisen!

A large amount of black and white qi emerged from the corpses, incredibly dense and massive.

Both in quality and quantity, it far exceeded the first three floors!

It almost turned into a rolling tide!

"So much!"

Meng Zhangqing’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Such a quantity was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

Before even absorbing it, he could already hear the boundless sounds of slaughter within it!

It surged in from all directions.

It was enough to completely crush a person’s will!

If it were merged into the body.

The consequences could be imagined.

Those with weak wills would likely instantly become beasts of slaughter!

And even for those with firm wills, problems would arise over time.

Kill, kill, kill!

The sound in his ears was noisy and continuous, as if it would never stop.

But the next second!

The sword intent in his mind shook violently!

Like the evening drum and morning bell!

It shattered everything and purged all evil!

And then the world was clean.

Meng Zhangqing’s mouth curled slightly.

It seems the uses of sword intent need to be explored more.

Whoosh!

As the Slaughter Heart Sutra circulated, the black and white qi around him began to roll in.

It crazily merged into his palm.

Even with the sword intent, Meng Zhangqing still felt a coldness growing in his body.

It wasn't there before because the quality of the death qi was ordinary.

But now.

These were all extracted from Creation realm experts.

Without thinking too much, Meng Zhangqing sat cross-legged.

He didn't care that he was sitting in muddy blood.

He continued to circulate the heart sutra and began the final steps.

As long as it was completed, the "Holy Spirit Slaughter Sword Art" could reach the perfection realm!

The core of the sword art.

One is the Holy Spirit Brand.

Two is the Slaughter Sword Qi.

The former continuously absorbs vitality and turns it into a protective brand; according to the description of the sword art, it can eventually even block an attack from a higher realm!

The latter absorbs death qi and the thought of slaughter, eventually turning into extremely powerful Slaughter Sword Qi!

But Slaughter Sword Qi is also divided into several stages.

Generally, it is illusory and substantial.

To reach perfection, one must completely turn the Slaughter Sword Qi into something substantial!

The Slaughter Sword Qi in the sword marks on his fingertips now was relatively illusory; although its power was already very, very strong, it still couldn't compare to the substantial form.

Substantiality is a qualitative leap.

Once unleashed.

It would likely cause heaven and earth phenomena!

Withdrawing his distracting thoughts, Meng Zhangqing devoted himself entirely to the condensation of the Slaughter Sword Qi.

Although he had already fully grasped the sword art.

But if he wanted to rely on the life and death qi here to completely reach perfection, he could not be distracted; otherwise, if one small step went wrong, it would all be wasted and he would have to start over.