I Have an Omen System-Chapter 112 - 107: Cultivation Technique Self-Destruction
"Sinful Demon of the Blood Demon Sword Sect, cease your pointless resistance."
"I have pursued you for several days. I could have slain you with a single strike long ago.
If you surrender without a fight, then in consideration of heaven’s virtue of cherishing life, I might just spare you!"
「On Demon Flood Dragon Island」
The leader, Ye Lan, a True Inheritance disciple of the Cyan Cloud Sect, was dressed in a green robe. He was tall and slender, his face handsome, with a vermilion dot between his eyebrows. Longsword in hand, he declared sharply.
"Heh heh... Are all you scoundrels from the Cyan Cloud Sect so hypocritical and arrogant?"
His black robes whipping in the wind, the gaunt-faced Plague Gu Daoist sneered.
"If I actually surrendered without a fight, now *that* would be the biggest joke in the world!"
He threw his arms wide, and his black robes billowed as if in a gale.
The ground beneath him instantly cracked, and a grayish-white torrent of death qi surged forth, blanketing an area a hundred zhang wide.
"How dare you! You Sinful Demon, you slaughtered more than a dozen of our Cyan Cloud Sect’s disciples, cracking their bones to suck the marrow and drinking their blood to refine their souls! Today, we will cut you down and enact justice for the heavens!"
Beside Ye Lan, Luo Ming, a red-haired giant of a man at the Foundation Establishment Fifth Level, glared furiously.
His hair and beard were like flames, and he wielded a large, crimson banner.
With a wave, the banner unleashed a massive ball of scorching flame, its heatwave searing the very air.
There was also a beautiful, mature woman in a blue dress, who walked on water. Three deep-blue orbs floated around her graceful figure.
And finally, a silent, yellow-robed elder, steady as a mountain, who held a massive, earth-yellow shield.
The four formed a pincer, closing in to kill Wen Shichu.
"Jie-jie-jie... Four Heaven Dao Foundation Establishment cultivators, all just to kill me? What a grand spectacle..."
A grim sneer stretched across Wen Shichu’s gaunt face.
"Perfect. I shall use your flesh and Divine Souls to feed my bone demons!"
RUMBLE!
Two colossal figures, each ten zhang tall, erupted from the earth.
Qin Xuan focused his gaze and realized they were the Skeletal Behemoths recorded in the *White Bone Yin Talisman*.
’Master Wen Xiang’s Positional Divine Technique is actually [Xieqia · Wanguai]...’
’No wonder he’s called the Plague Gu Daoist.’
’Today, I’ve finally seen Wen Shichu’s true power.’
Eerie green phosphorescence burned in the behemoths’ eye sockets as they charged the four cultivators.
"A fine Yin Earth Divine Technique. But if this is the extent of its power, it’s hardly worth a second look."
Ye Lan stood with his hands clasped behind him, his bearing unruffled.
Sword Qi erupted from his body, soaring to the heavens. Seven dazzling golden flying swords danced around him, their hum resonating like the cry of a dragon.
"Seven-Star Golden Scale: Evil-Shattering!"
With a flick of his sword-fingers, Ye Lan’s seven Deep Gold flying swords instantly merged, transforming into a brilliant, hundred-zhang-long golden rainbow.
It shot straight toward the skulls of the two Skeletal Behemoths.
HSSSSSS—!
The golden rainbow viciously pierced the Skeletal Behemoths’ skulls.
"You... You’ve broken through to the Foundation Establishment Seventh Level!"
Horror filled the Plague Gu Daoist’s eyes. He staggered back several steps, tens of thousands of bloody cuts appearing all over his body.
"Damn you! You’ve forced my hand."
"Xieqia · Wanguai—Activate!"
BOOM!
A torrent of grayish-white death qi exploded outward.
In an instant, countless smaller bone soldiers surged from the ground like a tidal wave.
At the same time, the two Skeletal Behemoths swelled in size again, swinging their massive claws to smash the golden flying sword.
BOOM!
Golden scales flew everywhere.
The power of the Positional Divine Technique began to forcibly tear open an escape path for Wen Shichu!
"You dare, Sinful Demon!"
The red-haired giant couldn’t restrain himself. His hands blurred through a series of seals as he prepared to unleash his own Positional Divine Technique, but Ye Lan immediately stopped him.
"Now is not the time for Positional Divine Techniques. We can’t let others learn our secrets."
"This fiend is a spent arrow. The four of us can just use our Star Techniques to grind him down."
"As you command, Senior Brother."
The red-haired man let out a frustrated breath and once again shook the crimson banner in his hands.
Flames roiled across the banner’s surface, and nine ferocious fire dragons composed entirely of dark red Demon Flame roared into existence.
"Nine Dragon Flames: Heaven-Burning Sea-Boiling!"
ROAR!
The fire dragons didn’t attack the behemoths directly. Instead, they formed a massive, flaming tornado within the domain that stretched from the earth to the sky.
Its terrifying, incinerating power brutally suppressed the grayish-white death qi surrounding Wen Shichu.
"Pfft!" The Plague Gu Daoist’s face went sheet-white, and an unhealthy flush crept across his old, deeply-wrinkled features.
Gritting his teeth, he bit through the tip of his tongue.
A mouthful of pure Demon Blood sprayed out, merging into the domain’s death qi.
The Skeletal Behemoths swelled in size once more, letting out defiant roars.
"Now! Junior Brothers, work together and slay this demon!" Ye Lan roared.
The brilliant, hundred-zhang-long golden rainbow split apart again, becoming seven beams of pure golden light that tore through space. They bypassed the behemoths and shot straight for Wen Shichu’s physical body.
The four Heaven Dao Foundation Establishment cultivators unleashed their Magical Treasures and Divine Techniques in unison!
The two Skeletal Behemoths’ Protective Demonic Light shattered like it was made of paper.
"NO—!!!"
Wen Shichu violently spat a mouthful of black blood. His domain fluctuated wildly, and the sound of his [Wanguai] began to crack and distort.
Yet, just as he thought he was about to die, a look of joy flashed across his face as he gazed in a specific direction.
"Junior Brother Qin, Senior Brother Liu, you’ve come to save me?"
Ye Lan’s heart clenched.
’That Sinful Demon, Liu Mobai, is here too?’
Qin Xuan’s heart skipped a beat. ’How did Wen Shichu spot me from so far away?’
But in the instant Ye Lan turned his head, Wen Shichu burst into loud laughter.
"Jie-jie-jie! You fell for it! Even if I die today, I’m taking you all with me!"
He began chanting an unknown Spell, and lines of golden, tadpole-like script materialized in the air, shimmering with iridescent light.
A vast aura swept out, carrying a mysterious power that tempted the hearts of men.
The beautiful woman in the blue dress was overjoyed.
"It’s the *Bone Marrow Transformation Jade Technique*! An Earth Tier Low-Grade Technique from the Demon Sect that can be cultivated all the way to the Golden Core True Monarch realm!"
Ye Lan’s face, however, changed drastically. ’This is bad!’ he thought.
’He’s self-detonating the Cultivation Technique!’
"Junior Sister Shen, Junior Brother Ding, Junior Brother Luo, seal your six senses immediately! Don’t listen, don’t look, and don’t speak!"
"This is a great secret of the Demon Sect! We will pay a terrible price for even a single glance!"
But it was too late.
Of the four Heaven Dao Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Cyan Cloud Sect, the other three, unlike Ye Lan, had all glanced at the cultivation method formed by the golden script.
They weren’t the only ones; many other Cultivators watching from the sidelines had also seen it.
The next moment, it was as if a gigantic, crimson eye opened in the heavens, blotting out the sun.
A grand, indifferent voice resounded across all of Demon Flood Dragon Island.
[Wen Shichu, Incense Master of the Ten Thousand Poison Peak’s Plague Poison Altar, has committed high treason by presumptuously leaking a Holy Sect Technique.]
[Though his body is dead, his crime cannot be forgiven. He shall be branded with disloyalty, a mark that will not fade for ten lifetimes!]
BOOM!
A bolt of blood-red lightning descended from the sky. Silently, it obliterated Wen Shichu’s Flesh Body, blasting it to dust.
At the exact moment Wen Shichu’s Flesh Body was annihilated, the flesh and blood on the bodies of the beautiful woman in blue, the red-haired giant, and the yellow-robed elder also began to inexplicably melt away!
Their Cultivation, once at the Foundation Establishment Fifth Level, inexplicably plummeted to the Fourth-Layer Foundation Establishment!
Terror and disbelief flooded their faces.
"No! My Flesh Body! My Cultivation... Aaaah!"
In an instant, three new figures stood on Demon Flood Dragon Island: shimmering white skeletons, each possessing a conscious Divine Soul but no flesh. It was an incredibly bizarre sight.
The grand, indifferent voice spoke again.
[All Outer Sect disciples who steal and learn Our Holy Sect’s techniques shall bear the karmic consequences and pay the patent fee.]
[Patent usage fee: 100% of blood-qi and Flesh Body + 20% of Cultivation per instance.]
Three yellowed Sheepskin Scrolls floated down from the sky.
Then, a bizarre, great red sedan chair materialized from thin air. Four Ghosts in qingyi robes carried it as yellowed spirit money rained from the sky.
"The Holy Sect’s Law Enforcement Team is conducting an investigation under orders! All uninvolved parties, withdraw!" one of the Qingyi Ghosts shrieked in a thin, sharp voice.
These four Qingyi Ghosts were all at the Foundation Establishment Ninth Level!
Wen Shichu’s soul appeared, dazed and confused, amidst the chaos. Then its aged, spectral face contorted in terror as it saw something. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
A Purple Mansion True Demon wreathed in black qi, its face green with protruding fangs, appeared astride a skeletal black horse. Its hands transformed into iron hooks, which it sank into Wen Shichu’s collarbones, dragging his soul backward into the great red sedan chair.
"No!" With a final, wretched scream from Wen Shichu’s soul, the four Qingyi Ghosts lifted the great red sedan chair and vanished over the horizon.
