Nine Nether Baleful Qi

A flash of sword light.

The old man's head flew into the air, terror and unwillingness still lingering in his eyes.

The headless corpse collapsed, the jade-green bamboo staff and copper bell rolling aside.

[ Ding! Killed a peak mid-stage Supernatural Power cultivator x1 (Ten Thousand Gu Sect elder), plundered Demon Devil Lifespan: 1200 years. ]

Without even looking, Lu Chen's figure flashed again, and he was already behind the boy.

Sensing death close at hand, the boy turned around in despair. Both hands flicked repeatedly, and countless gu insects surged toward Lu Chen like a tide. At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of emerald-green natal gu blood, which transformed into a toxic net descending over him!

"Tricks of little consequence."

Purple-gold lightning erupted around Lu Chen. The moment any gu insects came within three feet of him, they were completely purified by the power of lightning, reduced to flying ash.

The toxic net was even more easily dispersed by the aura of dragon essence.

He casually pointed a finger.

A streak of lightning flashed through the air, piercing the boy's brow.

The boy's body stiffened before collapsing limply, the life fading swiftly from his eyes.

[ Ding! Killed an early-stage Supernatural Power cultivator x1 (Ten Thousand Gu Sect boy), plundered Demon Devil Lifespan: 500 years. ]

[ Current total Demon Devil Lifespan: years. ]

The battle was over.

From the moment Lu Chen made his move to the slaughter of the five cultivators from Blood God Hall and the Ten Thousand Gu Sect, fewer than twenty breaths had passed.

Within the valley, only Lu Chen and Ao Qin, the severely wounded dark-gold giant dragon, remained.

Ao Qin's enormous dragon eyes watched Lu Chen, its gaze complex—grateful, wary, and deeply exhausted.