I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 131
Chapter 131: Chapter 132: No Difference Between the Transcendance Tribulation Stage and the Qi Cultivation Stage
Translator: 549690339
“To have detected my presence is no small feat; are you the Sect Leader of the Holy Demon Sect, Ou Yezi?”
The straw-cloaked man gave Li Xiaobai a few glances and spoke indifferently.
Li Xiaobai knew he had been discovered and thus removed his human skin mask, revealing his true face—it felt great!
“Correct, now explain yourself,” Ou Yezi said indifferently.
“The explanation should come from you. Li Xiaobai took away something belonging to my master, which is of great importance; I ask you to have him hand it over.”
Upon hearing this, Li Xiaobai’s heart jumped once more. There was a boss behind this straw-cloaked man? If the straw-cloaked man was this powerful, his master’s cultivation level must be even more formidable.
What exactly was this fragment that it could involve so many significant figures?
“One thing at a time, make your move first,” Ou Yezi commanded.
“How shall I make my move?” asked the straw-cloaked man.
“Sever one of your arms, and I shall spare your life,” Ou Yezi declared.
“So arrogant, have you eaten your celery?”
A blood-red demonic god phantom suddenly appeared behind the straw-cloaked man. This was the Blood Demon Transcendental Venerable, the real power of the Primordial Spirit.
The demonic god looked fierce, with dozens of tentacles twitching crazily behind it as if suppressing a thirst for blood. In his heart, Li Xiaobai compared it and felt that his own Blood Demon Transcendental Venerable seemed like a counterfeit in its presence.
An unupgraded skill was incomparable; it was good enough to scare low-level cultivators, but it was embarrassing to bring it out in a fight with a big shot.
“Facing death and you’re still joking; admirable composure.”
Ou Yezi chuckled, with a massive phantom of a demonic god manifesting behind him, obscuring the sky.
Li Xiaobai focused on the Primordial Spirit behind Ou Yezi. This was not a Demonic Divine Spirit; to be precise, this wasn’t some holy spirit, but a structure. There were mountains, palaces, arenas, and streets.
Upon closer examination, it was unmistakably the Holy Demon Sect!
Ou Yezi’s Primordial Spirit was an entire sect, reproducing the Holy Demon Sect one-to-one—whether it was the streets or the arenas, even the locations of the trading shops were recreated.
As soon as this Primordial Spirit manifested, everyone present felt a heaviness in their bodies—that was the authority of Ou Yezi’s Primordial Spirit.
A spiritual pressure.
“Impressive ambition, to contemplate an entire sect as your Primordial Spirit, your sea of consciousness is extraordinary!”
The straw-cloaked man was clearly surprised as well. Cultivators who used inanimate objects as their Primordial Spirits were rare, and those who directly used their own sects or hometowns were even rarer.
However, such unusual Primordial Spirits often gave birth to some very special abilities.
“But you are only at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, killing me is not very realistic. How about we both take a step back today? You release my people, and I release Li Xiaobai, how about it?”
The straw-cloaked man glanced at the multitude of cultivators kneeling beside him and a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
This Li Xiaobai actually had such a method; if he could get his hands on this secret technique, the future of the Northern Region would likely be entirely his to command.
“I, the Sect Leader, dislike idle talk. When I say your entire family must die, they must all die.”
Ou Yezi slightly raised his hand, and behind him, the Holy Demon Sect Primordial Spirit fluidly transformed, projecting the massive words “Holy Demon Sect.” With a savage aura churning, an unbelievably fearsome pressure descended from the heavens and crashed onto Liu Mang’s shoulders.
The ground cracked instantaneously, and half of Liu Mang’s body plunged straight into the earth.
“Pu!”
The conical hat shattered, and Liu Mang spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood, his expression wilted and his eyes flickered with a light of fear.
“Impossible, I am at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage; how could you injure me so severely so easily?”
Ou Yezi sneered, “Are those at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage very strong? In the eyes of a true master, there is no difference between the Transcendance Tribulation Stage and the Qi Cultivation Stage!”
“It seems your mind has not been fully focused on the path of cultivation.”
The massive Primordial Spirit of the Holy Demon Sect slowly rose, fiercely colliding with the Demonic Divine Spirit behind the straw-cloaked man.
The straw-cloaked man’s expression changed drastically, “Blood Demon True Resolution!”
His body trembled, and the Blood Demon Primordial Spirit exploded, turning into a sky full of blood-red mist and enveloping the Primordial Spirit of the Holy Demon Sect within it.
A collision between Primodial Spirits is the most lethal, even a slight injury could leave a person feeble and listless for months, or even years.
If one does not have Heaven and Earth Treasures, the recovery speed of the Primordial Spirit is extremely slow on its own.
Therefore, most cultivators only use their Primodial Spirit to enhance themselves and do not use it as a means of attack, but today was different; he had encountered a madman, a madman who dared to use his own Primodial Spirit as a weapon.
The straw-cloaked man’s eyes became bloodshot, the Blood Demon Corrosion Force activated, intending to consume the opponent’s Primodial Spirit completely.
The blood-red mist grew thicker,
“Trivial tricks.”
Ou Yezi was unhurried and beckoned again, as a resonant chime rang out from the Holy Demon Sect Primordial Spirit, shrouded by the blood mist.
The reverberation lingered, echoing in the hearts of the many cultivators.
“Pfft!” The straw-cloaked man spat out fresh blood once more.
The blood mist was directly dispersed, recondensing into the Blood Demon Primordial Spirit, but this time, the Blood Demon Transcendental Venerable shrank considerably.
The straw-cloaked man’s face was as pale as paper, and in the void, the gigantic Primordial Spirit of the Holy Demon Sect fiercely suppressed him, pinning him firmly to the ground.
“This is impossible, we’re both at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, how can the gap be this big, who on earth are you?” the straw-cloaked man howled.
“I am the Sect Leader, Ou Yezi. Have you infiltrated the Holy Demon Sect for three years and know nothing about me?”
“A mere mortal, also daring to challenge a genius, how laughable!”
“You’re rather weak, after all this noise, now you may die.”
Ou Yezi lit a Huazi and said indifferently.
“You can’t kill me, my master is a Half-step Human Immortal, let me off this once, and I’ll never step foot in the Northern Region again, we’ll stay out of each other’s way, how about it?”
The straw-cloaked man said calmly, always considering himself a strong figure, today facing a real master. Nonetheless, his master was one of the top masters in this world, and he did not believe anyone would dare to kill him in this realm.
“Nonsense.”
Ou Yezi exhaled a smoke ring, his hand forming a seal. In the frightened eyes of the straw-cloaked man, the Primordial Spirit of the Holy Demon Sect thundered down.
With the fall of the Primordial Spirit, the body of the straw-cloaked man exploded violently, turning into a puddle of blood, dead beyond any doubt.
The Blood Demon Primordial Spirit in the void slowly dissipated, and just like that, a powerful Transcendance Tribulation Stage practitioner was simply and plainly dead.
“What do you say?”
His gaze returned to the remaining Evil Cultivators. At this moment, all the cultivators were terrified out of their wits, probably paralyzed by fear if they had been under Li Xiaobai’s control.
The scene just now was too horrific; Liu Mang’s formidable power was nothing but a ripple in front of this Sect Leader of the Holy Demon Sect.
With such strength, probably just a glare could kill them.
“Mercy, my lord, I was only temporarily confused, please spare my life!”
“Yes, if only you would spare my life, I’ll do whatever you ask!”
