Divine treasure-[Cinnabar Cicada Womb Treasury]

"The effect of [Essence Devouring] has also been enhanced; it can even faintly extract a trace of Innate Divine Rhyme!"

With a flick of his finger, Qi Yun unleashed a ball of demonic fire that burned away Ling Jiao'er's bare body, revealing a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The blood essence transmitted from the skeleton just now contained a trace of extremely weak Innate Divine Soul.

Although the amount was pitifully small, it undeniably amplified his Innate Divine Rhyme.

Breaking through to the Qi Refining Sixth Layer is within reach!

Qi Yun instinctively clenched his fist, a red glint flashing in his eyes.

Before entering the [Peach Garden], even if the [Skull Incantation] had such a bone-squeezing and marrow-draining effect, it would not have been possible to extract such spiritual essence.

Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice.

But things are different now. The three sects have surrounded the Holy Sect, and the disciples of the three sects in the entire [Peach Garden] probably outnumber the disciples of the Holy Sect!

Those are all pure, unadulterated cultivation levels and Innate Divine Rhyme.

With a plan forming in his mind, Qi Yun turned around, first raising his hand to release Shen Fan and Du Yunian from under the iron vat.

Ling Jiao'er is dead, and the secret technique of lovemaking on the two of them has also been removed.

However, the two seemed to still retain memories of being controlled by the Hehuan Secret Technique.

Shen Fan was alright, but he subconsciously touched his slightly flushed cheeks, his lips curling up slightly involuntarily, and his eyes were somewhat unfocused, as if he was still savoring something.

Du Yunian's expression, however, was much more unpleasant.

His round, bald head, paired with his ashen face, made him look exactly like a peeled preserved egg.

"If you dare tell anyone about this, I'll kill you," Du Yunian threatened in a low voice to Shen Fan, who was standing beside him, after regaining his senses.

But Shen Fan, patting his chest lightly, didn't indulge him at all. He glanced at Pi Dan and chuckled:

"You're so capable, why don't you go and give the leader a heads-up?"

"Don't worry about it!"

With a cold snort, Du Yunian turned his head to look at Qi Yun, who was walking towards the statue. His lips twitched. "I'd have to be brave enough to do that too!"

Arriving at the foot of the statue, Ling Jiao'er, having exhausted her Qi Yun 50,000 Spirit Points, eagerly offered them up to exchange for the Spirit Points item that could alter one's aptitude!

In an instant, only a few hundred Spirit Points remained in Qi Yun's hand, and a ball of light with a deep aura and a faint crimson glow landed in Qi Yun's hand.

As the light faded, a blood-red cicada-shaped pendant, about three inches long, was revealed.

The eyes of this jade cicada are two dark crystals, the back of the cicada shows the Innate Bagua pattern, and the abdomen of the cicada contains nine orifices.

It feels so light in your hand, almost weightless, as if it might take flight at any moment.

"This is the divine object [Cinnabar Cicada Womb Treasury] that can alter one's aptitude!"

As Qi Yun gazed at the blood-jade cicada pendant in his hand, information about this divine object slowly surfaced in his mind.

This item is a one-time divine artifact crafted by the High Antiquity demonic sect, the Blood-Transforming Divine Sect. The jade cicada's interior is constructed according to the "Water and Fire in Harmony" concept of the "Golden Palace Cantong Qi".

The Mystic Crystal Eyes are "Fire of Separation" used to refine impure resentment, while the Blood Jade Body is "Water of Kan" used to nurture pure vital energy.

The absorbed essence undergoes eighty-one natural temperings within the cicada's abdomen. Impure energy is expelled through the tiny pores of the cicada's legs, while pure energy condenses into jade marrow.

When the jade cicada turns a warm yellow color, its nine orifices close on their own, and the Bagua patterns on its surface merge into a chaotic circle, at which point you can hear a faint sound of tide when you hold it.

At this point, it means that the [Cinnabar Cicada Womb Treasury] has matured. Once swallowed, the supreme essence contained within will cleanse the body's meridians in the form of "Golden Elixir," reshaping the Root Bone and enhancing its aptitude.

"Finally, I can get rid of the label of being dull-witted!"

Gripping the [Cinnabar Cicada Womb Treasury] tightly in his hand, Qi Yun's eyes burned with murderous intent. A violent and ferocious Sha Qi suddenly spread out, like a cold wind in the dead of winter, causing the temperature within a radius of dozens of meters to plummet.

"I almost forgot, there are the two of you too—"

Qi Yun shifted his gaze to Shen Fan and Du Yunian, lost in thought, a cold glint in his eyes.

"Leader, we--"

Seeing Qi Yun's increasingly cold expression, Shen Fan and Du Yunian's faces tightened.

In the Holy Sect, things like crossing the river and then dismantling the bridge, or discarding the donkey after it has served its purpose, are as simple as drinking water.

Without a doubt, the leader before us is absolutely determined to kill.

"I plan to explore downwards. Will you come with me, or go your separate ways?" The expected death sentence did not immediately arrive. Qi Yun simply asked in a calm tone, "We dare not delay the leader any longer. We can go on our own." Du Yunian quickly said with a smile, covering Shen Fan Fan's face as he hesitated and was about to open his mouth.

"Okay."

With a light laugh, Qi Yun strode towards Shen and Du.

Ta.-Ta-Ta.-·

The clear sound of footsteps seemed to strike Du Yunian's heart.

With each step he took closer, the fat on his face trembled uncontrollably, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

Only after Qi Yun brushed past them and walked straight towards the path leading to the lower level did Du Yunian finally let out a long sigh of relief.

It felt as if a huge burden had been lifted off my shoulders; my back was already completely soaked with cold sweat.

"By the way, you two from [Peach Garden] were quite helpful to me this time. Now that this matter is settled, come find me in the Seventh Outer Prefecture, and I will reward you handsomely."

Qi Yun paused, then said slowly to Shen Fan and Du Yunian, "It's just a small matter, how could I dare to take credit? You're too kind, Chief." Du Yunian's heart tightened, and he quickly bowed in response, trying to decline.

"That's settled then. Not coming is disrespectful." Without giving Du Yunian a chance to refuse, Qi Yun left the fifteenth floor and headed downwards.

Having confirmed that the ruthless leader had truly departed, Du Yunian finally relaxed, his back almost completely soaked with sweat.

"Looking back, this leader's strength has far exceeded our expectations." Du Yunian wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve, a hint of lingering fear in his eyes.

"Isn't that great? Now that we've formed a good relationship, we can at least talk to each other when we meet again in the future, right?" Shen Fan smiled, looking back in the direction Qi Yun had left.

"You want to see me again?"

With a soft hum, Du Yunian plopped down on the ground, waving his sleeves to create a gentle breeze.

This person is hypocritical, cunning, and ruthless.

In addition, he was too scheming, too murderous, and too lucky.

All of these things have stolen the secrets of heaven.

He won't live long.

Getting too entangled with him will only harm us. Once this matter is settled, we should focus on our cultivation and strive to enter the Inner Mansion as soon as possible. We should not get involved in anything else.

Listening to what Du Yunian said, Shen Fan remained silent, only slightly raising his chin with a faint, enigmatic smile at the corner of his mouth.

[Peach Garden] 12th floor.

The cultivators and disciples of the three major demonic sects— Hehuan Palace, Zombie Alliance, and Yellow Springs Netherworld— totaling nearly sixty people, were now launching a relentless attack on the remaining twenty-odd disciples of the Holy Sect, much like a hunt.

Various sinister Law Technique lights poured down like a torrential rain, with poisonous mist, corpse energy, ghostly shadows, and bewitching sounds—all sorts of vicious attacks were used without restraint.

The disciples of the three major sects mostly wore mocking and cruel smiles, like cats catching mice.

The prolonged siege and the obvious disparity in strength meant they were already confident of victory.

"That was exhilarating! Absolutely exhilarating!" A Zombie Alliance cultivator, controlling a green-furred zombie, brutally tore through the protective Law Technique of a Holy Sect disciple, severely injuring him, and then let out a wild laugh:

It is said that all the disciples of the Holy Sect are shrewd and decisive.

I never imagined that I would be trapped here by us, like a turtle in a jar, to be slaughtered at will.

"Today, we'll settle some of the score for the grudge at Great Black Mountain."

The Holy Sect disciples trapped in the center were all injured, their faces ashen.

They repeatedly tried to gather their strength and launch an attack to break through the defenses, but each time they were repelled by the enemy's overwhelming numerical and firepower advantage, resulting in increased casualties.

The defensive perimeter was compressed smaller and smaller, to the point where people were practically touching each other.

People kept screaming and falling, some were turned into a pool of pus and blood by poison, some were torn apart by zombies, and some had their souls drained by ghost Law Technique.

Just as the three sects were preparing to annihilate all the Holy Sect cultivators in one fell swoop.

A chilling, eerie "caw caw" laugh surged in from all directions like a tidal wave, instantly drowning out all the noise on the battlefield!

Then, before everyone's eyes, an overwhelming mass of white skulls swept in.

Each flame burned with a ghastly green tinged with blood, a Corpse Poison Yin Fire. The combined chilling Evil Qi caused the temperature of the entire twelfth floor to plummet.

As soon as this horde of white bones appeared, it precisely avoided the disciples of the Holy Sect and crashed into the ranks of the disciples of the three sects with an overwhelming force.

In an instant, they swept away seven or eight disciples from the three sects.

Before anyone could cast a spell to rescue them, several desiccated corpses, completely devoid of life, emaciated, and drained of all their flesh and blood, were thrown out.

Extreme fear and disbelief were still frozen on Hu Ti's face.

The sudden attack plunged the once bustling battlefield into a deathly silence.

A young man dressed in the Outer Mansion of the Holy Sect walked slowly out. He held a jade cicada in his hand, a smile on his lips. Facing the cultivators from the three sects who outnumbered him dozens of times, his eyes showed not a trace of fear, but rather satisfaction.

"I think I just heard someone say - 'That feels good'?"

In an instant, all eyes turned to the Zombie Alliance cultivator who had been laughing so wildly.