Chapter 1155: The Gap in Strength

He had no choice but to lower his head; the gap in strength was truly too great, yet he offered this apology with great reluctance.

"Sorry, I don't accept it," Chen Yu sneered. "You apologize to me after disgusting me? Do you really think I'm easy to talk to?"

"Then what do you want? Return my Dharma Artifact." The man with the black mole was furious; he gestured with both hands, beginning to summon his Dharma Artifact back.

His Dharma Artifact was refined using his own life essence and blood; as long as he summoned it, this thing would inevitably fly back to him.

However, despite his all-out effort, his hands remained empty. He looked up in shock, only to see Chen Yu holding his right hand upward, with the Skull floating three feet above Chen Yu's palm.

A streak of red light condensed without dissipating, like a rope tethering the Skull to Chen Yu's palm.

The Skull shrieked hysterically, struggling desperately, trying to break free from Chen Yu's control, but no matter how it struggled, it could not leave Chen Yu's palm.

"To be able to refine such an evil Dharma Artifact, your hands must be stained with quite a few human lives," Chen Yu looked up and slowly gazed at the man with the black mole.

"What do you want?" The man with the black mole was already breaking out in a cold sweat; the Skull was his life-bound Dharma Artifact, and if it suffered even the slightest damage, he would surely die.

Now his life was held in Chen Yu's hands, and he felt his scalp tingling.

"What do you think I want?" Chen Yu moved his right hand, and a surge of Spiritual Power poured into the Skull.

The Skull actually let out a wail like an infant, and as soon as it wailed, the man with the black mole over there fell to his knees with a thud, clutching his head and screaming.

"Does it feel good?" Chen Yu glanced at him.

"Spare... spare me, I beg you." The man with the black mole immediately lost his nerve; after all, his little life was in someone else's hands.

Moreover, this surge of Spiritual Power had nearly caused his head to explode, and now he only wanted to beg Chen Yu to let him go.

"Spare you? It's a pity that your Skull contains countless wandering souls; if I let you go, I would be failing Heaven," Chen Yu sneered. "You, reap what you have sown."

Chen Yu slowly clenched his right hand, and with a *pop*, like a rotten watermelon exploding, the Skull turned into a cloud of black smoke and vanished without a trace.

Exploding along with it was the head of the man with the black mole; his corpse fell face-down on the ground, motionless.

The other man holding the Demon Seeking Mirror stood there blankly, not daring to move. After a long while, he fell to his knees with a thud and said with a trembling voice, "Mr. Chen, this has nothing to do with me; please spare me this once."

"Speak, what exactly are you all doing? Also, don't tell me you are from Dragon Breath; the Demon Seeking Mirror in your hand should be an item from the Five Elements Pavilion," Chen Yu said coldly. "Sneaking around, not even daring to reveal your own identity—you must be up to no good."

"I, I..." This man knelt on the ground with trembling hands; he dared not say the reason for the matter.

A sharp glint flashed in Chen Yu's eyes, and he moved his hand, intending to finish him off.

"Mr. Chen, it was done by Deacon Zhou of Dragon Breath. He has been capturing demons extensively in the vicinity, and the purpose is..." The man was so scared his face turned bloodless, and when he reached the last few words, he still dared not speak.

"What is the purpose? Speak!" Chen Yu said sternly. "If you dare to hesitate again, I will kill you first."

"To refine the Ten Thousand Demon Core..." The man gritted his teeth; he dared not look Chen Yu in the eye and kept his head extremely low.

"A Melting Demon Furnace, to melt ten thousand demons and obtain the Ten Thousand Demon Core?" Chen Yu's expression changed drastically.

The Ten Thousand Demon Core is something composed of countless demons; it involves capturing as many demons as possible, extracting their souls, and throwing their physical bodies into a furnace to melt.

Then, their essence and souls are extracted and fused into one, ultimately resulting in the Ten Thousand Demon Core.

The Ten Thousand Demon Core can allow ordinary people to remain forever young and greatly increase their lifespan, and it can also help a Cultivator's Cultivation surge.

And those ten thousand demons refined into one become a single entity, then become a Puppet, driven by the practitioner.

But the refined demons have their souls extinguished and their bodies turned into Puppets, enslaved by the practitioner for all eternity; this method is one of the ten great Forbidden Dharmas of the current age.

"Mr. Chen, it has nothing to do with me. Deacon Zhou is one of the twelve Deacons of Dragon Breath; he... he didn't say what we were doing before he summoned us here," the man said, kneeling on the ground with a pale face.

"Who else is participating?" Chen Yu asked.

"There are participants from all of the Five Pavilions, and there are also people from units directly under Dragon Breath involved."

"Take me there," Chen Yu said calmly.

"Mr. Chen, I don't dare," the man's face was deathly pale. "Deacon Zhou said this matter is top secret; if I take you there and ruin his plan, he, he will definitely kill me."

"If you don't take me there, I will kill you right now; if you don't believe me, you are welcome to try," Chen Yu said coldly.

This guy's face was deathly pale; yes, he had now reached a dilemma. If he took Chen Yu there, Deacon Zhou would definitely kill him.

But if he didn't take Chen Yu there, Chen Yu would kill him right now. He knew how miserable the fate of the man with the black mole had been just moments ago; Chen Yu's methods seemed even more ruthless than Deacon Zhou's.

"Are you going or not?" Chen Yu raised an eyebrow, his killing intent already stirred.

"I'll go, I'll take Mr. Chen there immediately." The guy gritted his teeth; today's calamity was unavoidable. Since it was death either way, he could only take Chen Yu to see.

West of the county town, deep in the mountains, a passage artificially excavated was heavily guarded.

This place led directly into the mountain, and signs marking it as a restricted area were placed on the side; in fact, the interior of this mountain had long since been hollowed out.

An Array of Lost Tracks was set up in front of the cave, the purpose of which was to prevent ordinary people from breaking in. If ordinary people accidentally entered this place, they would only walk in circles in front of the cave and would never be able to enter the restricted area inside the mountain.

Moreover, not even a bird could fly into this place.

In the mountain stream, a small bird chirped happily, then flapped its wings and flew deep into the mountain forest.

Suddenly, a tremor occurred in the void, a flash of fire appeared, and with a *pop*, the small bird turned into a charred corpse and fell to the ground.

And in front of the perimeter of this area, countless animal corpses lay densely packed.

This circle at the end of the road seemed to be a forbidden zone for life; nothing could cross it.

Chen Yu told Ning Ruoxue to return on her own, and he brought Liu Xian and the man holding the Demon Seeking Mirror over.

"Mr. Chen, this is the place." The man led Chen Yu along a path to the end and pointed forward.

"The Five Elements Array of Lost Tracks; is this to prevent others from accidentally entering?" Chen Yu looked up at the surroundings and instantly saw the clues.

"Yes, after all, this is not a glorious matter. The place chosen is sparsely populated, and there are no other forces from Dragon Breath involved," the man answered cautiously. "Shall we go in?"