Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 597 - 296: Top-Tier Wood Element Spiritual Material - Spirit Pattern Divine Wood Sand
On the other side, Gu Yuntao kept his eyes tightly shut, channeling the mana within his body with all his might while simultaneously mobilizing his Divine Sense.
He knew well that breaking through the defense of the Seed Puppet Sect elder required taking a risky attempt.
This time, he decided to sacrifice his Divine Soul to unleash a more powerful Spiritual Sense Attack.
Sweat covered Gu Yuntao’s forehead, showing a pained expression on his face.
His Divine Sense surged like a raging undertow, wildly coursing through his body and converging towards his eyes.
Gradually, his eyes emitted an unprecedentedly brilliant light, like tangible blades, carrying the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, fiercely stabbing toward the Seed Puppet Sect Patriarch.
A formidable force emanated from his eyes, bursting forth like a torrential tide towards the Seed Puppet Sect Patriarch.
Wherever it passed, the Spiritual Power in the space rippled under this intangible force.
The blue mage robe worn by the Seed Puppet Sect Patriarch, which flowed with a gentle blue light, intensified instantly, attempting to resist the powerful Spiritual Sense Attack.
However, Gu Yuntao’s attack, at the cost of losing his Divine Soul, was far more powerful than any of his previous actions.
"Not good!"
The Seed Puppet Sect Patriarch’s expression shifted drastically before he had any time to react.
It was as if a long spike had brutally pierced into his Sea of Consciousness, wantonly stirring.
"Ah!"
The Seed Puppet Sect Patriarch let out a miserable scream.
His face turned as pale as paper instantly as his Sea of Consciousness was struck by intense shocks and waves of excruciating pain quickly spread, almost causing him to lose consciousness.
"Die!"
Gu Yuntao endured the agonizing pain in his Sea of Consciousness, as the Spirit Treasure short sword in his hand turned into a swift light, with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, slicing towards the Seed Puppet Sect Patriarch.
Xu Ping, naturally, wouldn’t miss this opportunity.
He pushed his blood power to the utmost extent, with the energy surging around him like a roaring beast.
His fists, carrying endless blood power, smashed fiercely towards the Seed Puppet Sect Patriarch.
"No!"
The Seed Puppet Sect Patriarch, suffering from the intense pain of the Spiritual Sense Attack, was utterly unable to resist the all-out strike from the two.
Swish!
The Spirit Treasure short sword sliced across his throat, a streak of blood soared into the sky, revealing the metal skeleton of a puppet inside!
Xu Ping’s attack followed instantly.
The raging blood power completely poured onto the Seed Puppet Sect Patriarch’s head.
Crack!
Though his true form was a Quasi-Fourth Rank Puppet, it stood no chance against their mighty attacks.
With a gush of blood, the Seed Puppet Sect Patriarch’s head was sent flying into the air, eventually crashing onto the ground.
"Patriarch!!"
With the death of the Seed Puppet Sect Patriarch, the morale of the sect crumbled instantly.
The remaining disciples of the Seed Puppet Sect lost the courage to resist and turned to flee.
Yet, a few disciples loyal to the Seed Puppet Sect displayed a desperate resolve, a flash of madness in their eyes.
"Ahhhh, I’ll fight you to the death!"
But these cultivators were quickly slain by the black-clad cultivators, despite their attempts to hunt down the Seed Puppet Sect disciples.
In no time, the cries of battle and screams echoed throughout the Seed Puppet Sect.
After a millennium of glory, the Seed Puppet Sect met its demise on this day.
The elite cultivators of the Seed Puppet Sect were all slain, so no further action from Xu Ping and Gu Yuntao was necessary!
"If not for fellow Yan’s assistance today, our campaign against the Seed Puppet Sect might have been in vain!"
Gu Yuntao suppressed the tumultuous thoughts in his heart, offering a solemn bow to Xu Ping.
"Don’t mention it!"
Xu Ping quickly and humbly deflected, "I merely offered a bit of assistance from the side. The crucial part was Elder Gu."
"Fellow Yan, with your current status and strength as a Quasi-Fourth Rank Body Refining cultivator, you’re no lesser than me. Calling me ’elder’ is too formal. From now on, we should address each other as fellow cultivators."
Gu Yuntao cast a gentle smile towards Xu Ping.
After pondering for a moment, Xu Ping agreed, "In that case, it would be impolite for me to refuse."
"Hahaha, as it should be!"
Gu Yuntao laughed heartily, waving his sleeve, "Come, fellow Yan, let’s witness the fall of the Seed Puppet Sect together!"
....
The sun set in the west.
The afterglow cast a golden hue upon the world, as though all things were gilded in its brilliance.
In the vast land of Wind Country, the demise of the Seed Puppet Sect was as if a large stone had been cast into a tranquil lake, creating tidal waves of turmoil.
The news spread swiftly among the cultivators of Wind Country, stunning every one of them with disbelief.
That exalted, seemingly indomitable and ever-glorious Seed Puppet Sect had fallen like this?
Countless Wind Country cultivators felt as though they were in a dream, unable to come to terms with reality.
Simultaneously, the names of Yan Ruchen and Gu Yuntao spread rapidly with the news.
Their joint feat of slaying the Seed Puppet Sect Patriarch shocked countless Wind Country cultivators.
...
Meanwhile.
In a serene place at Hundred Spirit Mountain, Celestial Wind Zhenren sat quietly in a closed chamber, clutching a super long-distance Sound Transmission Talisman tightly in hand.
His eyes initially carried a hint of tranquility, perhaps relishing a moment of peace.
However, when the news of the Seed Puppet Sect’s demise came through the talisman, his expression froze instantly, as if time had stopped at that moment.
"The Seed Puppet Sect... has fallen!?!?"
Celestial Wind Zhenren’s eyes widened, clutching the talisman tightly, as emotions of shock, fear, and disbelief flickered through his eyes.
