Chapter 171: Unparalleled Artifact Control

In an underground cave, two women in their twenties with similar appearances—one wearing red armor and the other wearing light blue armor—were fighting a group of giant centipedes several feet long.

The two women looked delicate, but at this moment, they had both transformed into small giants a zhang tall. One had bursts of flames emerging from her armor, and the other had armor emitting a vast, cold white mist. All the centipede insects were either turned into piles of charcoal or into white, frozen statues.

Deep in the golden desert, a young girl of sixteen or seventeen, stepping on a ball of red firelight, was flying in the air, chasing a group of more than ten demonic disciples ahead.

While emitting silver bell-like laughter, she held a crimson gourd in her hand, spraying fire crows that were half-purple and half-red toward the front.

Although these fire crows were only a foot long, as soon as their wings spread, they would turn into streaks of red light and pounce on the demonic disciples ahead with lightning speed.

Even though these demonic disciples kept using various artifacts to block them, and even used talismans and spells to actively attack these fire crows, the fire crows seemed immortal. With just a flash of purple light, they directly dissolved and neutralized these artifact and spell attacks, and with another pounce, they directly pierced through the various protective light screens of the demonic disciples, turning them into balls of human-shaped fireballs.

"Half-Extreme Spirit Flame."

"Enchantress of the Four Symbols Gate, I'll fight you to the death!"

A Black Soul Sect disciple, in despair, directly turned around and activated a white bone long-spear artifact, crashing into the red-skirted girl behind him, along with the spear.

The girl didn't even blink. She just shook the crimson gourd in her hand, and instantly sprayed three half-purple, half-red fire crows one after another, which pounced on this Black Soul Sect disciple in succession.

After three "Boom!" sounds, the raging flames turned the Black Soul Sect disciple, along with his artifact, into fly ash.

The remaining demonic disciples, seeing this, were scared out of their wits and fled for their lives, desperately using various escape techniques without looking back.

The red-skirted girl, however, laughed and followed them unhurriedly.

Above another dense forest, a freak wrapped in dense bandages, with a pitch-black coffin on his back, was facing a green-robed man with two purple longswords on his back not far away.

"True disciple of the Thousand Bamboo Sect?" the bandaged freak swept his gaze over the green robe on the man and asked coldly.

"Luo Hao of the Thousand Bamboo Sect. Is your Excellency a person of the Moluo Sect?" The green-robed man was only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. After nodding calmly, he asked in return.

"The chief true disciple of the Thousand Bamboo Sect, the one known as unparalleled in artifact control at the same rank?" The bandaged man's pupils shrank upon hearing this, and his voice became solemn.

"Not bad, the chief true disciple of our sect is indeed Luo. As for being unparalleled in artifact control at the same rank, that is just a joke among our sect's disciples. It cannot be taken seriously," Luo Hao replied with a slight smile.

"Hmph, I am Youmingzi of the Moluo Sect. I have long heard that the Thousand Bamboo Sect has produced a heaven-defying disciple who became the chief true disciple while still in the Qi Refinement stage. If I can kill you here, my ranking among the true disciples in the sect will likely rise significantly," Youmingzi said coldly, his eyes actually flashing with a layer of eerie green flame.

"Youmingzi! The ninth-ranked among the thirteen true disciples of the Moluo Sect?" Luo Hao revealed a look of sudden realization after hearing this.

"Are you very familiar with the true disciples of our sect?" Youmingzi couldn't help but reveal an surprised expression.

"I wasn't very familiar with your sect originally, but the Ancestor specifically told me before I came in about the Qi Refinement true disciples who might enter this time, and also told me to be careful of the guy ranked third. He said that person also squeezed into the top three of your sect's true disciples while still in the Qi Refinement stage and is my great enemy.

It's a pity, compared to your Excellency, I would rather meet that fellow Daoist," Luo Hao said lightly.

"You want to meet that lunatic? I think you've gone insane!

Our demonic true disciple rankings are different from your sect's true disciples.

Your rankings might consider various factors such as potential and cultivation aptitude, which is why there is an example like you who is ranked first among true disciples while still in the Qi Refinement stage.

But our sect's true disciple ranking only considers strength. If the strength is strong enough, even if his cultivation aptitude is dog shit, he can still be ranked first among true disciples.

That lunatic is only in the Qi Refinement stage, yet he can be ranked third among true disciples. That means there are several Foundation Establishment true disciples who also admit that in a life-and-death struggle, they would die in the hands of this lunatic," Youmingzi looked at the green-robed man with a look of looking at a fool.

"Can kill Foundation Establishment cultivators?" Luo Hao's expression changed for the first time.

"Hehe, not bad. A heaven-defying talent like you is just a dish in front of that lunatic, a dish to be eaten.

If that's the case, then it's better to let me take your life." After Youmingzi chuckled, he pulled the black coffin off his back, threw it into the void in front of him, and then his eyes flashed with green light. He pinched a spell with one hand and began to chant a mantra.

The next moment, the lid of the black coffin slid off silently, and a human-shaped monster covered in white hair floated out from it.

"White-haired zombie."

Luo Hao raised his eyebrows upon seeing this monster. Without any movement, one of the two purple longswords on his back suddenly flew out of its sheath, turning into a purple rainbow and flying out.

At the same time, a set of rusty iron armor suddenly appeared on the body of the white-haired corpse opposite, and the nails on its hands grew wildly, meeting the purple rainbow head-on.

On the other side, Youmingzi also shook his large sleeves, and a strange artifact resembling a mace flew out from it, with blurry ghost shadows coiling around its surface, emitting strange shrieks as it headed toward Luo Hao opposite...

After the time it takes to burn a stick of incense.

Youmingzi was sitting cross-legged on the ground below, surrounded by a circle of tattered green banners. However, his arms and legs were severed, and there was a bowl-sized blood hole in his chest. The bandages on his body were all shattered, revealing eerie green spots all over his body. Beside him were various broken artifacts, numbering seven or eight. But the person himself had dull eyes and was clearly on the verge of death.

With a loud "Boom!"

The white-haired zombie fell from the sky and smashed heavily onto the ground not far away. More than half of its body had vanished, and the remaining body was covered in wounds.

Before the zombie could jump up again, a purple light fell from the sky, directly piercing into the zombie's head and forcibly pinning it to the ground.

Strands of black Qi swept out from the white-haired zombie, still wanting to struggle to grab the short sword on its head.

But immediately, countless purple light threads erupted from the purple short sword. Wherever the light threads reached, all objects shattered inch by inch.

The white-haired zombie was no exception. After the purple light threads swept over its entire body, it turned into balls of blood mist and burst open.

Almost at the same time, a purple rainbow flew down, circled around Youmingzi's head, and then flew back into the air.

"Gurgle..."

A human head rolled down, but the eyes on the head didn't close immediately. Instead, it laughed wildly and said two sentences:

"Unparalleled in artifact control, it really lives up to its reputation. But wanting to defeat that lunatic is impossible. I'll be waiting below; you and I should be able to meet soon."

As soon as the words fell, a figure fell heavily, and a foot crushed this head like a watermelon.

"No need to use a provocation method; I also want to meet this lunatic you speak of," Luo Hao said lightly, looking down at the red and white matter under his feet. ===== CHAPTER 172 =====