Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 409 - 351: Encounter with Black Robe

Of course, I’m also cannon fodder.

The man in the black robe laughed at himself, then watched as the corpse suddenly stood still under the siege of the four.

It has begun!

Li Qingyun even thought the corpse had reached its limit. After he and the other three Elders gathered their spiritual power to the extreme, the entire area was suddenly filled with a sky full of sword shadows.

The continuous sound of shattering filled the air, and the corpse at the center of the sword shadows began to show damage, with wounds appearing one after another.

Celestial Sound Slash!

Four beams of Sword Qi, as if spanning heaven and earth, simultaneously struck, instantly injecting into the corpse. Crack! Crack! The sound of breaking resounded, and visible cracks appeared on the limbs of the corpse.

With a crisp sound, it immediately shattered into dust.

It’s done!

Li Qingyun’s face showed a smile.

Yet, just as the smile emerged, before the joy could last a moment, the strange change happening to the corpse left him in a daze.

Clusters of black liquid, resembling blood, continuously dripped from the limbs of the corpse. As it touched the ground, it began to wriggle rapidly.

"What is this thing?"

An Elder immediately exclaimed in shock.

Watching the black liquid wriggle, as if it had life, an ominous feeling crept into everyone’s heart for some unknown reason.

Such a bizarre thing, it was definitely not something good.

The four exchanged a quick glance and then attacked simultaneously.

No matter what it was, it needed to be destroyed first.

Sword Qi surged violently, flying in all directions.

The wriggling liquid was swiftly slashed to pieces, but to their horror, the liquid, initially the size of a fist, kept fragmenting upon being attacked, and then reduced to the size of a fingernail.

It can’t be killed!

Li Qingyun’s expression changed, and the other three Elders also looked grim.

Not only can’t it be killed, but even after splitting, the thing was still advancing.

What does it intend to do?

Soon, they realized.

As a group of Evil Cultivators was attacking the Cyan Sun Sect, countless tiny black dots swarmed silently, suddenly leaping into the air...

Seeing this, the man in the black robe cast one last sympathetic glance below; there was no need to watch the subsequent events unfold.

The Cyan Sun Sect was finished, and so were these pieces of cannon fodder.

He could now retreat successfully. While the monster had not yet formed, he could still leave. Once the monster took shape, he too would become its fodder.

The monster reproduced incredibly fast. It didn’t even need the four Realm of Transcendence cultivators to attack— it actively split into countless black dots.

The entire area turned dark, like locusts swarming across and devouring everything.

Instantly igniting a new battlefield.

The battle of good and evil stopped in an instant, and they tangled with the monster.

Below, Li Qingyun’s hysterical shouts could be heard, "Everyone fly! Don’t stay here."

It’s time to go, time to leave.

The man in the black robe dared not stay any longer. If there were no surprises, this place would surely become a purgatory, and he might unwittingly become part of it.

Without turning his head, he immediately fled, breaking through the air in a panicked rush.

With these people at the bottom, once the monster takes shape, perhaps except for the four in the Realm of Transcendence, none would survive.

"As long as I don’t show my face, the lord should also think I became cannon fodder."

The man in the black robe muttered to himself.

He had already decided that once he escaped, he’d first conceal himself properly and then look for an opportunity to find the Fire Spirit.

Once the Fire Spirit was found, he could break through to the fourth stage of Divine Techniques, at which point his power would be incomparable to now.

With power, he wouldn’t have to be a mere piece of cannon fodder within the Holy Sect. Perhaps he could leave the Yellow Springs Mansion to join a higher organization.

Even if not for power, changing affiliations would be good; the Yama Hall doesn’t only have this one lord. He could very well take the news of the Fire Spirit to another lord’s banner.

As for this one, forget it. He’s entirely like a madman, not treating anyone as human; just playing with everyone as toys. Working under him, he couldn’t even sleep well, fearing when he’d lose his life.

First, find the Fire Spirit and be reborn.

With this thought, the man in the black robe felt much lighter.

...

"Fly west, there’s Fire Divine Power energy."

As Han Yu was leading some people towards the Cyan Sun Sect, the Artifact Spirit in his Sea of Consciousness suddenly spoke, causing him to change direction.

A Fire Series Divine Power?

This must surely be the man in the black robe!

"I’ll go ahead!"

Leaving a sentence behind, Han Yu veered off and disappeared, leaving behind the stunned Zhu Yu.

Zhu Yu thought he had changed his mind temporarily and hurriedly followed.

Chasing up to twenty miles out, he stopped in his tracks.

Han Yu was confronting a Cultivator in a black robe in mid-air. Judging by the appearance, Zhu Yu nearly confirmed this was the man in black robe that Han Yu mentioned.

Both parties looked at each other with different expressions; Han Yu had a faint smile, while the man in the black robe was extremely bitter.

It had been nearly half a year since they last met. An old adversary.

The man in the black robe looked at Han Yu with a complex and unfathomable expression. Who would’ve thought that the person before him, who just last year was frantically fleeing under his pursuit and nearly getting killed, could now nearly maim him within several months.

As for now, from the rumors spreading, it was apparent this guy’s power was even more outrageous.

He wanted revenge on Han Yu, even considering going after him once his Divine Technique reached the fourth stage.

But definitely not now!

Encountering him now, what’s that about, bullying an old fellow in his prime?

Shameless!

"Old Black, still not dead!"

Han Yu said with a faint smile, and then a grinding sound appeared.

This old guy, last time he didn’t manage to kill him, instead got hit with something filthy, nearly getting struck dead by Tribulation Thunder.

Thinking about it now just fired him up.

The man in the black robe trembled slightly and pulled out a small porcelain bottle from his robe, his expression ugly, "Don’t come any closer! Don’t forget I still have this thing."

"Come on, toss it, I won’t dodge."

Han Yu approached slowly with a disdainful expression, sneering, "Tribulation Thunder can’t kill me, but it can definitely kill you. If you dare throw it, I’ll drag you under the Tribulation Thunder to get struck together."

With his current body, merely cleansing the filth with Tribulation Thunder couldn’t harm him, at most getting slightly electrocuted...

But the man in the black robe certainly wouldn’t escape. He would be pulled along to experience it together. Han Yu would be fine; it was uncertain if the man in the black robe would survive.

The man in the black robe hesitated too, last time the Tribulation Thunder couldn’t kill this bastard, and now this guy was even more powerful beyond limits. He didn’t doubt Han Yu would actually drag him along to get struck.

So, he could only reluctantly put the small porcelain bottle away, turned, and fled swiftly with wings of fire growing out of nowhere.

"Look, he’s imitating you, get him!"

The Artifact Spirit spurred on within the Sea of Consciousness.

"Can’t escape."

Han Yu sneered, flapping his own wings of fire, faster, like a fiery meteor shooting out.

In less than a dozen breaths, he appeared before the man in the black robe.

Impossible!

The man in the black robe looked at him incredulously, as if seeing a ghost.

Why was he so surprised...