Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Sinister Than Me?
Chapter 922

A Farcical Joke

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Song Wen raised a hand and pointed at the towering wall of blood.

The blood wall surged like billowing waves, pouring into the Lake.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Lake surface had been dyed crimson.

Song Wen did not hurry to pursue and kill Yang Yu. In his three-zhang giant corpse form, he extended his pair of corpse claws and grasped at the air.

In an instant, a thunder spear ten zhang long slowly took shape.

He seized the spear with both hands and viciously drove it at the bound Ice Soul Spider.

Seeing the thunder spear stabbing down at it, despair filled the Ice Soul Spider's eyes.

It was now meat on the chopping block, utterly incapable of resisting.

The thunder spear pierced into the Ice Soul Spider's head through its most vulnerable eye.

Then, the power of lightning erupted in an instant.

The Ice Soul Spider's head exploded. Its mangled remains fell toward the scarlet Lake below.

In the distance, Mi He's mouth twitched slightly at the sight.

Although the Ice Soul Spider and the Blood Kui Beast had both been soul-refined by Yang Yu and their deaths had long been inevitable, she could not help but feel a pang of heartache when they truly died before her eyes.

After all, once Yang Yu died, the entire Beast Taming Sect would be hers to command.

Without the protection of these two peak fourth-rank spirit beasts, both her own strength and that of the Beast Taming Sect would be greatly diminished.

Naturally, Song Wen had no interest in Mi He's thoughts. He suddenly dove down and slipped into the Lake.

Yang Yu was, after all, a peak Nascent Soul Cultivator. In that brief span of time, he had already recovered his clarity after the Soul-Concentrating Spike's

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