Chapter 622: Offering Themselves Up (4)

Chapter 622: Chapter 32: Offering Themselves Up (4)

This carriage was a Profound Gold Battle Chariot, suffused with a blood-soaked Evil Qi and gleaming with precious light.

A black-robed man wearing a ferocious beast mask stood proudly on the chariot. Hundred-zhang-long Teng Snakes materialized around his body, blocking the Water Light Blades flying at him from all directions.

These winged Teng Snakes numbered over a hundred. Their frenzied attacks kept the black-robed man completely unharmed.

“Did you take the lotus seeds from inside?” the black-robed man asked indifferently, halting his chariot.

Fang Cheng sneered, “What’s it to you?”

The man before him was vicious and merciless. Back in the Void Passage, he had kicked a Tribulation Realm Cultivator while he was down, leading to the man’s demise. Whether they had some grudge or not was unknown, but regardless, it had left Fang Cheng with a foul impression.

The black-robed man slowly ascended in his chariot, looking down on Fang Cheng. The hundred Teng Snakes around him merged into one, becoming a gigantic serpent thousands of zhang long that locked its gaze on Fang Cheng.

“Hand over the lotus seeds, and this seat will spare your life.” The black-robed man’s voice was indifferent, utterly dismissive of Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng laughed in amusement. He glanced at the man and said, “Fellow Daoist, the lotus seeds are on my person. If you have the skill, come and take them.”

With that, he gracefully drifted away.

The black-robed man was so furious he laughed. Gazing at Fang Cheng’s departing back, he snarled, “Courting death! It seems this seat has been absent from the world for too long. People have forgotten me.”

Before his words had even faded, the thousand-zhang giant serpent lunged violently at Fang Cheng.

The response was a flash of incomparably sharp sword light.

This ray of sword light was brilliantly resplendent. It slashed across the sky and vanished in an instant.

The thousand-zhang-long giant Teng Snake was suddenly split in two. The remaining Teng Snakes scattered, but after being struck by the Sword Qi, their Spiritual Mechanism was destroyed. They were instantly shredded into a bloody mist by the surging Water Light Blades.

The black-robed man was about to speak, but in the next moment, the ferocious beast mask on his face suddenly split down the middle and fell away.

His expression froze, his eyes flew wide open, revealing a look of utter disbelief.

A thin line of blood appeared between his brows and extended downward.

He watched as dark red Demonic Qi surged from his opponent’s body like a tide, engulfing him. His vision went black, and he died.

‘A mere Seven Tribulations Cultivator, daring to run wild before me… Truly courting death.’

Fang Cheng seemed to be muttering to himself. He reached out a hand and snatched the black-robed man’s storage pouch. After wiping away the imprint on it, he swept his Divine Sense inside and discovered three huge Seven-Colored Lotus Seedpods.

He turned his head to look into the distance and asked with a smile, “Fellow Daoists, wouldn’t you agree?”

In the void, two masses of dense black smoke materialized. It was none other than the Two Elders of Youxuan.

They had originally been secretly tailing the Black-robed Cultivator, intending to ambush him and reap the rewards for themselves. Who would have thought they’d run into a situation like this?

The two of them had seen Fang Cheng decisively slay the black-robed man and then refine his corpse with Demonic Qi. His methods were even more ruthless and domineering than their own, so the thought of leaving had crossed their minds.

But before they could leave, they were locked onto by a strand of Sword Intent. They immediately felt disaster looming, and the will to fight to the death arose within them.

Paper money flew from their temples, transforming into several streams of ghastly white light that danced about, yet they dared not be the first to attack.

They had personally witnessed this expert team up with someone to slay Pan Lang of Yuelang Heaven. At that time, it had also been a single sword strike, one that had cut Pan Lang in two at the waist.

Now, their opponent had once again, with a casual sword strike, slain a renowned Seven Tribulations Cultivator from the Immortal Ascension List. How could this not fill them with extreme dread?

Even though the two of them were masters of a joint Divine Technique that could contend with a Nine Tribulation Expert, this person before them was clearly no ordinary Nine Tribulation Expert.

“Hand over the lotus seeds, and this seat will spare your lives.”

Fang Cheng said indifferently as he looked at the Two Elders of Youxuan.

The words he used were almost identical to what the Black-robed Cultivator had just said.

The Two Elders of Youxuan exchanged bitter smiles. One of them said in a solemn voice, “Does Your Excellency keep your word?”

Fang Cheng replied leisurely, “This seat has never enjoyed killing. Unfortunately, I am often forced into it, and thus I have committed many slaughters. If you two cooperate, this seat will naturally not make things difficult for you.”