Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 1035 - 1031: Found

In a short while, twelve experts arrived, none of whom were disciples of Star-picking Cliff.

Leng Tieya flashed his figure, decapitating with a sword, no one was a match for him.

This left the experts who came to help amazed, occasionally distracted while making their moves.

Leng Tieya moved swiftly, his step technique was profound, killing Ghost Bone Sect masters as easily as slaughtering chickens.

After enduring the Dragon Roar, his spiritual power greatly increased, and Super Sense evolved accordingly.

Slaying Ghost Bone Sect masters so effortlessly was not just due to familiarity with the Ghost Bone Undying Scripture, but because Super Sense subtly perceived their next move.

Like waiting for a rabbit by the stump ahead of time.

It seemed as if they themselves delivered their heads to his sword.

"Woo..."

"Woo..."

The eerie wailing seemed to come from the horizon, distant and ethereal.

Miao Qingjie quickly shouted, "It’s the Nine Netherworld Sound, be careful!"

Leng Tieya frowned.

The Nine Netherworld Sound miracle technique couldn’t be performed by ordinary Ghost Bone Sect masters.

It’s extremely difficult to learn, and even after entry, every step is arduous, so Ghost Bone Sect disciples rarely practice it.

But its power is truly astonishing.

He knew its practice, its power, but had not experienced it before.

Once the Nine Netherworld Sound echoed, the surrounding temperature dropped abruptly, from late spring to deep winter.

This coldness didn’t seep through the pores, but directly emanated from the depths of the bone marrow, and even operating couldn’t dispel it.

Their movements involuntarily slowed down.

Leng Tieya also got affected, feeling Demon Yuan become heavy and circulation slow down.

They were affected, and Ghost Bone Sect disciples were also affected.

However, the impact on Ghost Bone Sect disciples was positive; their eyes instantly gleamed with brilliance, as if they had taken a potent replenishing medicine, their movement technique became faster, fist seals and palm shadows more solid and swift.

In a short moment, the experts who came to assist plus Miao Qingjie and their three Star-picking Cliff experts all fell into a disadvantage, some even got injured.

Jing Huai from Fuyang Sect got knocked flying.

He fought against two Ghost Bone Sect masters, initially not falling behind, but now his movements slowed, watching helplessly as a fist and palm hit him.

He sprayed blood in the air and fell into the roaring river.

"Brother Jing!"

Miao Qingjie roared furiously.

But he wanted to save him but was powerless; he was being cornered by two Ghost Bone Sect masters.

Leng Tieya shook his head.

Didn’t expect the Nine Netherworld Sound to be so formidable, a melody played and instantly turned the tide.

Just then, a dragon roar rang through the mind’s void, the lingering sound continued without end.

He felt his whole body become light.

His mind followed, becoming clear and uplifted, and thoughts became three points faster.

The movement technique, which had originally slowed down, instantly improved a notch, three points faster than before.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Three blood pillars rose, three heads fell to the ground.

Before the three corpses even hit the ground, he had already flown to the vast water surface, pointing with the sword tip.

A beam of Sword Aura shot towards the water.

"Bang!"

A man-thick water column soared into the sky, lifting Jing Huai from the water.

Jing Huai’s face was pale, yet his clothes were not wet by the river water.

He naturally wore Treasure Clothes.

However, these Treasure Clothes couldn’t fully resist the force of the Ghost Bone Undying Scripture.

His eyes blazed, and in the air, he straightened his body, activated Qinggong to stand, lightly tapped the water column with the tip of his foot, and floated back to the shore.

"Mr. Sun, thank you!"

Miao Qingjie let out a breath of relief, shouting while swinging his sword, "Brother Jing, this is Mr. Sun."

"Thank you, Mr. Sun." Jing Huai stood on the shore, clasping his fists and raising his voice.

He muttered a few words, "Almost fell this time, how embarrassing!"

He originally thought extinguishing these Ghost Bone Sect evil demons would be as easy as flipping his hand.

Didn’t expect there to be someone who knew the Nine Netherworld Sound, caught off guard and suffered an ambush.

Leng Tieya flashed to the front, clasping his fists and smiling, "Young Master Jing, it’s nothing."

Jing Huai was astonished at how fast he was, "I wonder, Mr. Sun, you are...?"

"Just a rustic person, a loose cultivator." Leng Tieya shook his head and smiled.

"Nice to meet you!" Jing Huai curiously clasped fists and bent hands.

Such superb swordsmanship, yet he had never heard of him, really strange.

"Young Master Jing, let’s chat later," Leng Tieya clasped fists and smiled, "I’ll go settle that Nine Netherworld Sound first."

Jing Huai hurriedly said, "Better to eliminate him first!"

Leng Tieya rushed into the forest.

Jing Huai stuffed himself a Spirit Pill, then dived back into the battle circle.

His hatred-fueled attacks became more powerful.

Meanwhile, the Nine Netherworld Sound abruptly stopped.

Then Leng Tieya reappeared, lightly shaking off the Blood Pearl from the sword, flashing back into the battle circle, and continued decapitating one with each sword.

...

One quarter-hour later, the fighting stopped, more than forty Ghost Bone Sect masters were all annihilated.

Lying on the ground were over twenty headless corpses, all killed by Leng Tieya.

The remaining twenty corpses were the work of Miao Qingjie and the others.

Sixteen experts equalling the effort of Leng Tieya alone made them sigh.

Personally experiencing combat with these Ghost Bone Sect masters made them realize how troublesome this batch of evil demons was.

Encountering even one could tangle them for a long time, yet was no match for him.

Unable to block even one sword, they were exterminated.

Such a sensation made these elite sect disciples extremely uncomfortable.

Yet Miao Qingjie had already adapted, engaging in cordial exchanges and gratitude with the experts, introducing Leng Tieya.

Leng Tieya felt that this encounter made his name renowned across the land.

However, it was a pity, Sun Changyue was destined to be just a fleeting figure.

During this period, he understood the customs of the entire Demon Realm deeply.

A mere wild cultivator, lacking social standing, even with profound cultivation, his status was limited.

Those elite sects were swarming with experts, they didn’t need him.

At most, within a city, he could have a transcendent status, but stepping up further was difficult.

In Wanjiang City, despite his superior swordsmanship, he couldn’t approach the center of power within the City Lord Mansion.

Lacking a good background, he couldn’t be accepted by the upper echelon, wouldn’t be regarded as one of them, only as a peripheral tool.

Thus, if he truly wanted to enter the core of the Demon Realm, he still needed to use the Heavenly Transmigration Technique.

The target for its use needed careful selection, requiring considerable luck.

Once completing the Great Heavenly Demon Palace’s mission with this body, it was also a preliminary effort to set up his eyes and ears to select the best possible target.

The Demon Realm couldn’t directly swallow souls for memory and understanding like with the Demon Clan.

Only sending a Flying Knife to observe all directions, without deep involvement in society, who knows when he’d decipher the reality of the Demon Realm.

Let alone finding a target for the Heavenly Transmigration Technique.

All the experts gathered at the Heroes Building in Wanjiang City for a feast.

Leng Tieya met Jing Huai from Fuyang Sect, Shi Yuwu from Moon Pearl Sect, Zhou Baixiong from Purple Flower Sect, Han Wuming from Xiao Feng Sect...

Among them, Fuyang Sect and Moon Pearl Sect were elite sects, while Purple Flower Sect, Xiao Feng Sect, and Tian Nan Sect were a little lower.

Some of these experts were outstanding disciples from prestigious sects, and prestigious sect disciples needing sufficient cultivation to venture out.

Others were experts from somewhat lesser sects, all exemplary individuals within the sect.

Meeting such figures, Leng Tieya wasn’t particularly enthusiastic.

His demeanor was neither humble nor arrogant, neither cold nor warm, yet the experts did not feel neglected.

In their eyes, Leng Tieya’s swordsmanship had reached another level; he was invincible within the entire Heavenly Demon.

Not even the Great Heavenly Demon might be a match.

Such experts, having some pride was understandable and forgivable, if they themselves were in his place, they’d be even more arrogant.

After bidding farewell, Miao Qingjie couldn’t help saying, "Mr. Sun, these will be the pillars of the future, having this rapport will bring many conveniences."

Leng Tieya said, "I don’t roam the world, only remain in Wanjiang City’s patch of land, there’s no need to acquaint with heroes of the world."

Miao Qingjie sighed helplessly, "Well... that’s true."

"Young Master Miao, I feel something." Leng Tieya suddenly said.

Miao Qingjie was initially stunned, then immediately delighted, "Mr. Sun, really?!"

"If uncertain..." Leng Tieya said, "Not necessarily accurate."

Miao Qingjie hurriedly said, "A trial will tell, then let’s go, the longer the night, the larger the dreams!"

Leng Tieya nodded, "Precisely at the location where we engaged earlier."

They, along with the other two Star-picking Cliff disciples, left the city, proceeding directly west, arriving at the place where they had fought earlier.

The corpses had all been thrown into the river, the miserable aura still lingered around.

The trees were severely damaged, wild grass had been swept away in a messy state.

Leng Tieya stood in front of a pine tree, staring at it for a moment, then calmly said, "It’s here."