Chapter 167: First Encounter with a Demon Sect Cultivator

Zhang Nuo flew wildly the entire way, not daring to stop for even a moment. He was currently carrying 500,000 mid-grade Spirit Stones on his person; this figure was a massive temptation for anyone.

Flying until late into the night, Zhang Nuo finally stopped in mid-air and let out a slight sigh of relief. He reached out to touch the Storage Bag at his waist, a smile appearing on his face. His capital now was even more substantial than that of a cultivator at the Golden Core Late Stage! The Spirit Stones were not the most important thing; the two materials needed to refine the "Nine Revolutions Returning Heaven Pill" and the Sixth-Rank Demon Core were his greatest goals.

Even if you spent countless Spirit Stones, these three items might not necessarily be purchasable. Once he bought a few materials, Zhang Nuo could find a pill-refining cultivator to refine the pill to open his Third Divine Sea.

At the mere thought of the Third Divine Sea, his heart jumped with excitement. Across the entire Tianyuan Continent, being able to open a Third Divine Sea while at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage was something that had almost never happened before.

Just as Zhang Nuo was lost in his excitement, three streaks of black light suddenly shot up from below him. These three streaks of black light were incomparably swift, flashing and arriving in mid-air just over ten feet away from Zhang Nuo in an instant.

The black light faded to reveal three cultivators around thirty years of age. All three of them wore strange attire, and their faces appeared slightly ferocious.

"Hehe! I didn't expect to encounter a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator with a virgin body while resting here! How lucky!"

The cultivator in the middle had upturned eyebrows, and his pitch-black eyes were filled with surprise. In his hand, he held something resembling an Array Disk; it was precisely because he saw the changes on it that he was so happy.

"The Young Master truly is blessed by heaven; capturing this one right here will be exactly the right number!"

A cultivator beside the man referred to as the Young Master gave a base laugh and hurriedly flattered him.

Zhang Nuo was left dumbfounded by these three people. What was going on? He had just appeared here, and three people had immediately come running. However, looking at the cultivation of these three, they were not weak: two were at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, while the one called the Young Master had reached the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

At first, Zhang Nuo thought people from Tianbao Pavilion had come to rob him, but through observing the three, he suddenly realized that their bodies were heavy with Demonic Qi; they were more like Demon Sect cultivators!

His heart tightened slightly, and Zhang Nuo frowned. The situation before him was not easy to handle; why had he provoked people from the Demon Sect for no reason?

"Why do the three fellow Daoists block my path?"

Before figuring out the situation, Zhang Nuo did not want to act rashly, so he cupped his hands toward the three.

"Consider yourself lucky, kid! If you're sensible, come back to Jinlan Demon Mountain with us, and there will naturally be no shortage of benefits for you!"

The cultivator referred to as the Young Master said with a cold, disdainful expression. They had three people on their side, and his own cultivation had reached the Foundation Establishment Late Stage; facing Zhang Nuo, a Foundation Establishment Mid-stage cultivator, he was completely confident he could take him down.

Zhang Nuo's expression sank. The name Jinlan Demon Mountain sounded familiar, and suddenly his heart skipped a few beats; an ominous feeling welled up in his heart.

Wasn't Jinlan Demon Mountain one of the so-called Five Great Demon Mountains? Combined with everything Chunyangzi had told him before, Zhang Nuo understood in an instant! So it was they who were behind the disappearance of so many cultivators recently!

"If you want me to go with you, that depends on whether you have the ability!"

Letting out a cold snort, Zhang Nuo patted the Storage Bag at his waist. A white light flashed, and the Nine Dragon Sword Case flew out.

"Kid! You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit! Young Master, you don't need to act; leave this kid to us!"

In order to show off in front of the Young Master, the two beside him didn't even wait for the other's consent; their figures flashed violently as they shot toward Zhang Nuo simultaneously.

Seeing the two Foundation Establishment Early Stage cultivators rushing toward him, Zhang Nuo smiled coldly. He didn't need to use his full strength to deal with these two, but there was still a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator behind them, and this person was the most troublesome! He had to quickly finish off the two who rushed up first, then find a way to deal with the late-stage fellow.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Nuo moved his Divine Sense. Before the two rushing up could even bring out their Dharma Treasures, four White Threads shot out from the Nine Dragon Sword Case! In the blink of an eye, they pierced through the two who were rushing up!

"Come back..."

Just as Zhang Nuo's Dharma Treasure was activated, the Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator sensed that something was wrong. But before his shout could finish, his two companions had already been pierced by the Flying Swords, falling toward the ground with looks of astonishment on their faces.

These two hadn't even understood what was happening before two bloody holes appeared on their bodies!

With a move of his Divine Sense, the four Flying Swords were retracted by Zhang Nuo simultaneously, his gaze cold as he looked at the last Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator.

"Who are you from Jinlan Demon Mountain?"

At this moment, Zhang Nuo's voice carried a hint of killing intent. Upon hearing this, the Demon Sect cultivator opposite him paused, his gaze sweeping toward the ground, where the corpses of his two dead companions lay, their blood staining the surrounding ground red.

"Good kid! You're ruthless! This Young Master will come to experience your divine abilities!"

The Demon Sect man was greatly enraged. The two people killed by Zhang Nuo just now had been by his side for many years; he hadn't expected them to perish in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the Demon Sect man refused to reveal his name, Zhang Nuo didn't want to pursue it further. He reached out and pointed at the Sword Box in front of him; "Swish, swish" sounds rang out one after another, and nine Flying Swords floated beside him simultaneously.

Seeing this, the Demon Sect man just smiled coldly, tucked the item that looked like an Array Disk into his bosom, and flipped one hand to reveal a pitch-black small knife in his palm.

In the dark night, the small knife emitted a faint Demonic Qi. The eerie aura made even Zhang Nuo feel a chill in his heart. Although this knife was only five inches long, the Demonic Qi radiating from it was extremely pure; one could tell at a glance it had been refined by a Demon Sect expert.

The Demon Sect man raised his eyes sharply, and the Black Small Knife in his hand shot out from his palm with a "whoosh." Wrapped in layers of black light, the knife rushed toward Zhang Nuo like a black meteor.

Seeing the extraordinary momentum of the Magic Blade, Zhang Nuo did not dare to be arrogant. Moving his Divine Sense, the nine Flying Swords in front of him shone with spiritual light and flashed to meet it.

A spark bloomed in mid-air. Just as Zhang Nuo blocked the Demon Sect cultivator's strike, the cultivator opened his mouth wide, and a mass of Black Blood Mist was spat out.

The Black Blood Mist spread rapidly, turning into over ten feet in size in the blink of an eye. The Demon Sect cultivator was inside the Black Blood Mist, and cold, sinister laughter came from within. In the middle of the night, his laughter was extremely chilling, and Zhang Nuo couldn't help but shiver.

Looking up, he saw the Demonic Qi churning within the Black Blood Mist, and shrill wails came from within; it was extremely terrifying!

"Indeed, you are from the Demon Sect! Only you lot could use something with such heavy Evil Qi!"

Looking at the ten-foot-plus Black Blood Mist, Zhang Nuo was horrified, but his face remained expressionless. What he hadn't expected was that a mere Foundation Establishment Late Stage Demon Sect cultivator could release such an overbearing Blood Mist. The pressure coming from the Blood Mist was almost equivalent to the strength of two Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivators!

"Kid, after I catch you, I'll torture you for a while before taking you back!"

Inside the Black Blood Mist, the Demon Sect man said in a rage. Since coming out, the cultivators he had captured had basically required no effort, but he hadn't expected that the one tonight would kill two of his companions in one go.

As he spoke, the Black Blood Mist suddenly shook slightly. The small knife previously unleashed by the Demon Sect man flickered and flew into the Blood Mist. When it emerged again, the blade had grown several times larger, reaching a length of about a foot, and a layer of black energy like raging fire burned fiercely on the huge blade.

Zhang Nuo retreated, his hands changing seals rapidly before casting nine incantations, which sank into the nine Flying Swords in front of him. Immediately, these Flying Swords let out a soft hum, and rich white spiritual light wrapped around the entire sword bodies; from afar, they looked like clusters of light.

"Whoosh!"

Just after finishing all this, Zhang Nuo heard the sound of wind. He saw the foot-long Magic Blade directly above the Black Blood Mist move and slash toward him. The huge blade, mixed with Demonic Qi, seemed to appear before his eyes suddenly.

His Flying Magic Tool moved to the side; Zhang Nuo did not dare to resist it head-on. At the same time, he pointed one hand at the center of the Black Blood Mist, and immediately two of the Flying Swords in front of him erupted with dazzling white light, like bright lamps lit in the dark night, and rushed toward the Blood Mist with a hum.

The huge Magic Blade brushed past Zhang Nuo's body. At the same time, the two Flying Swords reached the vicinity of the Black Blood Mist. A cold snort was heard from within the mist! At both ends of the Blood Mist, a black Kuluotou the size of a foot appeared, flashing and charging at the Flying Swords.

"Boom, boom!"

Two muffled sounds came; before the two Flying Swords could even touch the edge of the Black Blood Mist, they were directly smashed away by the black Kuluotou. The Kuluotou exploded the moment they touched the Flying Swords.

He saw that the two smashed Flying Swords had streaks of black energy emerging from within their snow-white spiritual light, and the humming sound was incessant! This was Zhang Nuo's first time fighting a Demon Sect cultivator. After taking a deep breath, he finally knew the power of Demonic Qi; as the Spiritual Qi on the Flying Swords was eroded by the Demonic Qi, it was reduced by more than half.

However, the male cultivator in the Black Blood Mist did not give him any chance to react. With a move of his Divine Sense, the huge Magic Blade that had just missed its target slashed upward from below Zhang Nuo's body.

The scorching blade light cut through the void, stirring up waves of fire several feet long along the way! This time Zhang Nuo did not dodge; he reached out and pointed at a Flying Sword in front of him. A faint dragon roar came from within the Flying Sword! Following that, the sword body transformed several times into a silver flood dragon over half a foot long!

The dragon body dove and collided with the huge black blade. A loud "rumble" was heard, and the Spiritual Qi and Demonic Qi tangled and intertwined, with a piercing "hissing" sound continuing incessantly!