Chapter 31: Slaying Teng

Lin Yi was sent tumbling through the air with a single palm strike from the Giant Demon Clan Soul Transformation.

Originally, under the suppression of Sun Xuan's qianshan seal, Lin Yi was already disheveled, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, looking extremely battered.

Now, having taken another ruthless hit from the Giant Demon Clan Soul Transformation, he directly spewed a mouthful of fresh blood and suffered minor injuries.

After taking this palm strike, Lin Yi glared viciously at the Giant Demon Clan Soul Transformation, but due to his insufficient strength, he did not dare to pursue any further.

The Giant Demon Clan Soul Transformation glanced contemptuously at Lin Yi, let out a loud laugh, and then plunged headfirst into the Outer Realm Battlefield, rapidly chasing in the direction where Wang Lin had fled.

Furthermore, the two dragons that formed the entrance to the Outer Realm Battlefield were easily packed away with a wave of the hand by the Giant Demon Clan Soul Transformation who entered.

The entrance to the Outer Realm Battlefield instantly vanished, and the State of Zhao's qualification to enter the Outer Realm Battlefield was ruthlessly revoked.

The Outer Realm Battlefield was filled with fierce winds and spatial rifts.

At this very moment, in this outer realm that had existed for countless years, there were clearing teams numbering as many as a thousand people coming from dozens of Level 3 cultivation countries.

The highest among these people were only at the Late Stage Foundation Establishment.

Reasonably speaking, with such cultivation, moving even an inch in this terrifying Outer Realm Battlefield was fundamentally impossible.

How could they possibly complete the clearing work?

In reality, upon entering the Outer Realm Battlefield, the supervisory envoys of their respective countries would issue a jade talisman to everyone entering.

The function of this jade talisman was to defend against the fierce winds, and at the same time, it served as a token to teleport back to one's country after the fifty-year period expired.

However, against the unfathomable spatial rifts that often appeared silently and anywhere in the Outer Realm Battlefield,

the effect of this jade talisman was negligible.

Therefore, for these Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators, the Outer Realm Battlefield remained extremely dangerous.

However, if one was a bit more cautious and had better luck, they could still emerge unscathed.

Generally speaking, the survival rate of the Outer Realm Battlefield was around thirty percent.

Although not high, compared to the numerous Materials and Magic Treasure obtained while clearing this place, those risks did not matter.

Those who practice immortality inherently fought against the heavens; the higher the risk, the greater the harvest naturally would be.

Moreover, basically anyone who safely returned from the Outer Realm Battlefield would always hold a higher status in their respective School than other Disciple.

Furthermore, most of them would experience an increase in cultivation upon return, and their speed of Cultivate far surpassed arduous training within the School.

After all, although the environment of the Outer Realm Battlefield was extremely dangerous, the Spiritual Qi was exceptionally abundant.

Coupled with year-round life-and-death crises, cultivation naturally improved rapidly.

Basically, during every clearing operation, someone would successfully achieve Core Formation.

This was also one of the important reasons why Foundation Establishment Cultivators defied life and death, rushing forward one after another to the Outer Realm Battlefield.

At this very moment, a dark stream of light suddenly advanced rapidly from within the Outer Realm Battlefield.

A person was wrapped within the dark stream of light, dodging the spatial rifts that suddenly appeared before them from time to time.

As a result, the forward speed naturally could not be raised.

Behind this dark stream of light was a Soul Transformation Cultivator of the Giant Demon Clan, frantically pursuing with a greedy expression on his face.

Watching the distance between himself and this dark stream of light getting closer and closer,

at this moment, the Giant Demon Clan Soul Transformation struck across the air.

Wang Lin, wrapped in the dark stream of light, instantly trembled violently, and a mouthful of fresh blood mixed with internal organ fragments violently spewed out.

Then, the divine light in his eyes grew weaker and weaker, and his aura of life gradually began to dissipate.

"Sigh, this time I've suffered a huge loss!"

Only a low sigh was heard emanating from the heaven defying bead.

Then Wang Lin's battered body shattered directly within the dark stream of light.

Immediately following that, a Soul was wrapped by the dark stream of light, fleeing towards the distance at a speed several times faster than before.

Without the drag of the physical body, the heaven defying bead didn't need to avoid some small spatial rifts at all, directly rushing through them.

Meanwhile, Situ Nan, who was residing inside the Heaven-Defying Space, seeing the Giant Demon Clan Soul Transformation in hot pursuit,

and with his remaining magical power growing less and less,

ultimately had no choice but to randomly find a larger spatial rift and plunge headfirst into it with Wang Lin's Soul.

Subsequently, the Giant Demon Clan Soul Transformation chased closely and arrived, then stopped before the spatial rift that the heaven defying bead had fled into.

The face of this Giant Demon Clan Soul Transformation was full of gloom, and after staring at this spatial rift for quite a while,

he finally gave a vicious cold snort and turned to fly away into the distance.

Outside Jueming Valley, Sun Xuan's eyes revealed a murderous intent as he struck out with a palm towards Teng Huayuan.

Although Sun Xuan's chest and abdomen had been pierced through by the Giant Demon Clan Soul Transformation at this moment, the Giant Spirit Dharma Body not only had formidable defense, but its self-repair capability was also not weak.

Although Sun Xuan was extremely heavily injured, under the repair of the Giant Spirit Dharma Body, he had already recovered quite a bit.

The large hole in his abdomen had now disappeared, and the outer flesh and skin had been completely repaired.

It was just that the internal organs' damage had not yet recovered, making his face appear somewhat pale at the moment.

However, with his Nascent Soul Stage Great Perfection cultivation, to kill a mere Nascent Soul Early Stage,

even if he was heavily injured, killing him would simply be a matter of turning his hand.

Seeing Sun Xuan pouncing towards him, Teng Huayuan immediately wore a look of terror on his face.

Because he had attacked Wang Lin earlier, he wasted a lot of time, and wanting to escape now was already too late.

Having no other choice, Teng Huayuan could only exhaust all his strength and make a move to resist the might of Sun Xuan's palm strike.

Teng Huayuan's hands danced desperately, and streams of bloody light immediately converged before him.

In the blink of an eye, a bloody shield condensed and formed before Teng Huayuan.

"Boom!"

With a loud crash, the bloody shield was shattered by a single palm strike from Sun Xuan.

Then the palm print landed directly on Teng Huayuan's chest without any stagnation.

"Puff!"

Teng Huayuan's body exploded into pieces in mid-air like a broken watermelon.

A purple Nascent Soul, trembling all over, fled out from the shattered physical body.

Before Teng Huayuan's Nascent Soul could teleport away,

the upper body of a black-red shadow suddenly stretched out fiercely from within Sun Xuan's body.

Then, in an instant, it arrived right in front of Teng Huayuan's Nascent Soul.

"No!"

Teng Huayuan's Nascent Soul's small face was filled with terror as it screamed out.

Then it was swallowed directly into the belly of the blood-red shadow in one gulp.

After devouring Teng Huayuan's Nascent Soul, the Withered Blood Soul-Devouring Demonic Art immediately began to operate.

Then, the endless Nascent Soul essence was digested by the blood-red shadow and fed back into Sun Xuan's body.

Under the repair of this essence, Sun Xuan's heavily injured internal organs inside his body instantly recovered even faster.

In the blink of an eye, the heavy injuries dealt to Sun Xuan by the Giant Demon Clan Soul Transformation completely recovered.

There was even a portion of the Nascent Soul essence left unused; under Sun Xuan's absorption, his cultivation even rose slightly by a small notch.

Sun Xuan's strange and powerful methods of killing people and devouring Nascent Souls in a flash of lightning

sent a chill through the hearts of all the surrounding Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators of the State of Zhao.

At this very moment, Lin Yi, who had wanted to seize the heaven defying bead but failed, and instead suffered minor injuries from a slap by the Giant Demon Clan Soul Transformation,

watching Teng Huayuan being slain by Sun Xuan's hand, had reached a point of irrepressible fury in his heart.

Disheveled, covered in blood and filth, with blood-red eyes, he roared angrily at the group of State of Zhao Nascent Soul Cultivators:

"All Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators of the State of Zhao, get on me! Today, I will definitely tear this scum into ten thousand pieces!"