Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill-Chapter 971 - 450: Demon Beast Classification (2)

"Roar..."

In the end, the "Rotting Swamp Dragon Crocodile" let out a low mourning cry, its massive body utterly collapsing into the swamp, no longer moving.

Its eyes gradually lost their luster, and its breath completely dissipated.

"Finally resolved!"

The Golden Core Cultivator let out a long breath, a trace of relaxation appearing on his face.

"Friend, according to our agreement, the demon core and poison sac are yours, and the rest of the materials are mine, how about it?"

Li Yunjing spoke calmly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

"Naturally, friend indeed keeps your word."

The Golden Core Cultivator’s eyes flashed with coldness upon hearing this but quickly smiled.

After he finished speaking, he walked toward the "Rotting Swamp Dragon Crocodile’s" corpse, preparing to extract the demon core and poison sac.

Yet, just as he bent down, Li Yunjing’s eyes flashed with a cold light, and the "Yin Yang Five Elements Celestial Derivation Sword" in his hand swung abruptly, sending a fierce sword qi straight to the cultivator’s back!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Meanwhile, at the instant the Golden Core Cultivator bent down, dozens of "Five Poison Divine Needles" shot out from his sleeves!

Neither trusted the other, and almost simultaneously, they chose to strike, wanting to kill one another and monopolize the demon beast’s corpse!

"Clang, clang, clang..."

In front of Li Yunjing, a shield appeared, completely hiding him behind it.

All of those "Five Poison Divine Needles" struck the shield and were deflected away.

Li Yunjing was never short of high-quality treasure artifacts!

Just now the Golden Core Cultivator struck, already revealing the "Five Poison Divine Needles," how could Li Yunjing not have a countermeasure?

The shield had long been taken out from the "Storage Ring," now placed in front and naturally played a huge role, blocking all the "Five Poison Divine Needles."

The Golden Core Cultivator’s ambush was thwarted, while the sword qi from Li Yunjing’s "Yin Yang Five Elements Celestial Derivation Sword" burst with righteous power, slashing toward him!

"You!"

Indeed, seeing the sword qi coming, the Golden Core Cultivator sensed danger, his expression changed drastically, hurriedly turning to defend.

However, how fierce was Li Yunjing’s sword qi, piercing through his defenses instantly, directly stabbing into his heart.

"You... you dare..."

The Golden Core Cultivator’s eyes widened in disbelief at Li Yunjing, then slowly fell, lifeless.

"Plotting with a tiger, how can one not prepare a backup plan?"

Li Yunjing sneered coldly, saying indifferently, "Your ’Myriad Poison Sect’ people are insidious and treacherous, if I weren’t on the offensive first, I would probably fall victim to your poison."

Li Yunjing did not approach but lifted his hand, casting a "Palm Thunder" at the corpse.

"Whoosh..."

Unexpectedly, before the "Palm Thunder" arrived, the Golden Core Cultivator’s "corpse" suddenly stood up and retreated straight back!

The Golden Core Cultivator opened his eyes, glaring at Li Yunjing, shouting, "Kid, how did you see through my feigned death?"

"Hehe! Why would I care if you’re truly dead or not? I, Li Yunjing, act thoroughly! I’ve never missed delivering a final blow!"

Li Yunjing sneered coldly, tapped his toes, and pursued him.

"What an insidious little thief! You’re a hundred times more cunning than us Demon Dao people!"

The black-clothed Golden Core Cultivator gritted his teeth in anger, immediately activating his poison skill, countless poisonous insects and toxic fumes rushing toward Li Yunjing.

Li Yunjing’s eyes flashed with coldness, an angry shout, "Want to escape? Wishful thinking!"

Suddenly, layers of flame emerged from his body, those poisonous insects hadn’t even approached before being burned to death by "Samadhi True Fire," then Li Yunjing’s footsteps moved, transforming into a Fire Dragon, launching straight at the black-clothed Golden Core Cultivator.

"Boom!"

At the same time, "Yin Yang Five Elements Celestial Derivation Sword" vibrated, strings of "Binghuo Divine Thunder" exploded toward him, amidst the "boom" of flames, the Golden Core Cultivator let out miserable cries; he had already been severely injured by Li Yunjing!

"Slash!"

Li Yunjing’s form transitioned from the Fire Dragon state, returning to human form, his "Yin Yang Five Elements Celestial Derivation Sword" extending forward, unobstructed, piercing into the black-robed man’s chest, fresh blood spraying out instantly.

"An old man killed by a Foundation Establishment Realm kid..."

The black-robed man’s eyes widened, looking at Li Yunjing in disbelief, then slowly fell, lifeless.

With the death of the black-robed man, the surrounding miasma completely dissipated, those venomous snakes, poisonous vines, and poisonous insects also vanished.

"Whoosh..."

Seeing the enemy was dead, Fu Chao flew over.

Before arriving, his voice already called out, "Old Li, you’re ruthless! I’ve decided; I’m going to convince my brother to withdraw from the Sect Leader competition! Besides, my Fu Family will fully support you!"

"Hmm!"

Li Yunjing nodded, pointing to the demon beast’s corpse, "Quickly! Divide the demon beast’s corpse, so we can hurry on our way!"

After saying this, Li Yunjing swiftly stripped the belongings of the "Myriad Poison Sect" Golden Core Realm cultivator.

"The corpse is yours! Old Li, I want the spoils from the other Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators of ’Myriad Poison Sect’!"

Li Yunjing’s intent was understood by Fu Chao, but he felt embarrassed, having made no contribution yet sharing the spoils with Li Yunjing.

This doesn’t conform to the rules of the martial world!

Your brother is considerate, so you can’t be too inconsiderate yourself!

Fu Chao, this second young master, still possessed a strong sense of pride.

Seeing Fu Chao didn’t wait for his response, already heading to the battlefield’s other areas to gather the relics of those thirty plus "Myriad Poison Sect" disciples, Li Yunjing shook his head.

"Alright! Those thirty plus Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators probably possess several million worth of assets, right? Enough for Old Fu to handle for a while."