Trading Wounds for Death

"I want you dead!"

A strong Sha Qi emanated from Shi Shou. His figure gradually became thinner, his skin turned bluish-gray and withered, and two long fangs protruded from his mouth.

His appearance was not much different from when Song Wen turned into a corpse, except that his aura of Sha Qi was even stronger.

Shi Shou suddenly exerted force with his feet, causing the rocks beneath his feet to shatter, and he shot towards Song Wen like an arrow released from a bow.

Before he even arrived, his hands clenched into claws, his dark, shiny nails resembling sharp iron blades.

Facing the menacing Shi Shou, Song Wen remained calm and showed no sign of panic.

His sneak attack with the Cold Moon Blade had failed to achieve its goal, which disappointed him somewhat, but that was all.

Song Wen patted the Corpse-Nurturing Bag at his waist, and the pseudo-second-tier Corpse Puppet was summoned.

This Corpse Puppet originally had the potential to be refined into a true second-tier Corpse Puppet, but Song Wen had only been at the Foundation Establishment for a few days and had not yet collected enough spiritual materials.

The pseudo-second-tier Corpse Puppet charged towards Shi Shou's Corpse Puppet. Song Wen didn't expect it to stop Shi Shou's Corpse Puppet; he only hoped to delay it for a moment and buy him a little time.

Just as Shi Shou's claws were about to grab Song Wen, a Great Lu suddenly shone from Song Wen's body, completely enveloping Song Wen.

At the same time, the Cold Moon Blade attacked from behind, aiming for Shi Shou's back.

Song Wen also turned into a zombie, his dark palms gleaming with a chilling light, as he reached out to grab Shi Shou's head.

Song Wen's fighting style is one of trading injury for injury.

Shi Shou's lips curled into a disdainful smile. You, a cultivator who has just entered the Foundation Establishment Realm, dare to exchange injuries with him, a veteran Foundation Establishment with twenty years of experience?

Although everyone is at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, there are still significant differences between them.

At this moment, Shi Shou's anger at Song Wen for destroying the formation had subsided. He suddenly realized that with Song Wen, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, there was absolutely no need for him to plunder the Essence Blood from the nine Qi Refining Stage cultivators.

Song Wen alone is worth more than all of them combined!

He now had only one thought in his mind: to capture Song Wen, devour Song Wen's Essence Blood, and refine the spiritual power within Song Wen's body to help him break through to the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage one fell swoop.

Shi Shou's sharp claws gripped the bronze Great Lu, sparks flying and producing a piercing, unpleasant sound.

Four long claw marks were left on the bronze bell, but it did not break.

After Song Wen broke through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, the power of the <Myriad Poisons Primordial Body> also increased, and it actually blocked Shi Shou's full-force attack.

At the same time, Song Wen's hands were emanating the Corpse-Baleful Qi and the aura of Geng metal, which had reached Shi Shou's left cheek.

<Netherworld Claw>!

Shi Shou suddenly shoved his head to the left, slamming it into Song Wen's hand.

"Bang!"

Song Wen's fingers trembled slightly as a sharp pain shot through his fingertips.

His claw attack failed to shatter Shi Shou's hard skull; it merely tore off a large patch of flesh from his face.

The skin was as tough as old tree bark, and there was no blood on it.

The skin and flesh on Shi Shou's left cheek were gone, revealing a somewhat blackened skull. There was not a trace of blood in the wound, making it look extremely terrifying and eerie.

Just then, the attack from the Cold Moon Blade arrived.

Suddenly, a small shield appeared behind Shi Shou, blocking the Cold Moon Blade.

While Song Wen was launching his attack, Shi Shou was not idle either.

He grabbed the bronze bell with both claws in quick succession.

The bronze bell shimmered with a green light, then dissipated into specks of green light.

The bronze Great Lu has been broken!

Shi Shou's face revealed a ferocious smile, which, combined with his terrifying appearance, made him look like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Die!"

Shi Shou's sharp claws reached for Song Wen's throat.

Song Wen neither dodged nor evaded, and instead clawed at Shi Shou's left eye.

Shi Shou's face lit up with joy. His sharp claws pierced the opponent's fragile throat bone, and with the release of his spiritual power, he directly crushed half of the opponent's neck.

His head suddenly lost its support and fell to the side, hanging on his body by only a bit of skin and flesh.

His joy lasted only a moment, followed by utter disbelief. The one whose throat had been ripped open was not Song Wen at all, but merely an ordinary Corpse Puppet.

Shi Shou was startled.

Where is Extreme Yin?

Why did I kill a Corpse Puppet?

Could it be the legendary Puppet Death-Substitution Technique?

These thoughts flashed through Shi Shou's mind, when he suddenly felt something crawling in his left eye.

It turned out that when he grabbed Song Wen's throat, Song Wen's hand also grabbed his left eye.

At that moment, Shi Shou tilted his head back to avoid the sharpest fingernail, but his eye was still grazed by the back of his hand.

Before Shi Shou could figure out what was in his left eye, he suddenly sensed a figure flashing behind him.

It is that Extreme Yin!

Extreme Yin Zheng held a knife in his left hand and a claw in his right, aiming to stab at his left and right sides of his waist.

Shi Shou's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly activated the small shield behind him and at the same time, he turned sideways and struck down with his palm at the top of the figure behind him.

"Puff!"

The small shield blocked the claw on the right, but it couldn't block the Cold Moon Blade in the left hand!

Shi Shou's left waist was pierced by the Cold Moon Blade in Song Wen's hand. The spiritual power surged into Shi Shou's body like a raging torrent along the Cold Moon Blade.

A large hole was instantly blasted open in Shi Shou's left waist, revealing his internal organs.

Next was Shi Shou's left kidney, which was shredded by spiritual power, and his essence was rapidly lost.

"Bang!"

Shi Shou's palm struck, and the head of the figure behind him instantly exploded into pieces.

What angered Shi Shou, yet also left him feeling utterly powerless...

This is still a Corpse Puppet, a Corpse Puppet at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer!

With a flash, Song Wen appeared unharmed a hundred meters away.

Shi Shou glared angrily at Song Wen in the distance, one hand supporting his injured left waist, the other hand producing two healing pills which he swallowed.

"Extreme Yin, I underestimated you."

"In just six years, you not only successfully Foundation Establishment, but also crafted such a bizarre Puppet Death-Substitution Technique."

"I'm quite curious, where did you learn the Puppet Death-Substitution Technique from, and how were you able to create two of them?"

Song Wen exhaled two heavy breaths. Although the battle had only lasted a few breaths, it had consumed a great deal of his spiritual energy and mental strength.

Knowing that the other party was stalling for time to heal, Song Wen was in no hurry to make a move, a smile on his face.

He had more than just two Death-Substitute Puppet. The most difficult part of making Death-Substitute Puppet was naturally removing the soul and extracting the soul guide. Repeatedly removing the soul guide would cause irreversible damage to the soul.

For Song Wen, there would be no problem at all. After repeated attempts, he was certain that each time he peeled off the soul guide, he would need to devour the souls of two to three cultivators of the same realm to repair his soul.

In this way, he could produce a large number of Death-Substitute Puppet.

Given his cautious nature, it was impossible for him to only create one or two Death-Substitute Puppet. In the past few years, he has created more than a dozen.

"Elder Shi, are you still trying to delay your healing? Don't you realize there's something wrong with your head?"