Chapter 304 - 274: Demon Cultivator Yann Nanshuang

In the middle of the valley.

Several Cultivators from the Yann Family were surrounded by more than ten people.

"Kill!"

Following a cold shout, a volley of Flying Swords and a torrent of Magic instantly submerged the Yann Family Cultivators.

Not long after.

The valley was a wreck.

All the Yann Family Cultivators had been slain.

However, their dying counterattack had also caused the attackers to suffer heavy losses.

The survivors, led by the Dao Foundation Cultivators from the Fang and Sunx Families, expertly cleaned the battlefield.

"It seems the Yann Family plans to escape Yunjing Island."

Fang Yiyun of the Fang Family mused aloud,

"With the Yann Family’s control over the Array, they have a chance to leave the island even without a Tier Three Forbidden-Breaking Talisman."

"Indeed." The Sunx Family Cultivator nodded, his face alight with excitement.

"But this is good for us. It means the Yann Family can’t hold on any longer and are ready to flee."

"Yunjing Island..."

"From now on, it will be ours!"

"No." Fang Yiyun turned his head, his expression strange.

"Not ours. It belongs to my Fang Family."

"Hmm?"

The Sunx Family Cultivator was stunned.

Then he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw that a Longsword had, at some point, pierced through his heart.

The bloodstained blade protruded from his chest, and fresh blood dripped down its edge.

"You..."

He pointed at Fang Yiyun, his body trembling, his eyes filled with rage and unwillingness to accept his fate.

"Despicable!"

"To the victor go the spoils; it’s always been this way." Fang Yiyun shrugged and gave the man a gentle push, sending him to the ground.

"Once the Hundred-Change Prison Cage Array is active, no one knows what happens on the island. How could I miss such an opportunity?"

"Yunjing Island..."

"To have it jointly managed by the Fang Family and other families? How could that be as satisfying as my family having sole control?"

THUD!

The corpse fell heavily to the ground.

Fang Yiyun took out a white handkerchief, wiped the bloodstained blade, and tossed the soiled cloth onto the corpse.

"Burn them!"

"Yes!"

By this time, the Fang Family disciples had already dealt with the others. They gathered the corpses on the ground and started a raging fire.

And in a place shrouded by thick fog, hidden from their sight, a growing number of Walking Corpses were forming an encirclement that was about to close.

***

"ROAR!"

"CRACK..."

Walking Corpse after Walking Corpse pounced on the living people in the Marketplace, relying on the spread of corpse poison to increase their numbers.

In a corner of the Marketplace.

Two beams of Sword Light clashed rapidly. The mere aftershocks of Powerful Qi were enough to send the sturdy houses nearby flying.

"In just a few short months, your Sword Control Method has already reached the realm of Harmonious and Unobstructed."

The old man with a full head of white hair, holding a cane, gazed at the young Female Cultivator before him, his eyes filled with amazement.

"The Yann Family has a worthy successor!"

"You flatter me." Yann Nanshuang smiled sweetly.

"I can’t compare to you, Elder Miao."

"You, Elder, are the one who is truly hale and hearty with age, able to wield a Flying Sword with such agility at your advanced years."

"Heh..." Elder Miao tightened his grip on his cane and said slowly,

"Young one of the Yann Family, the Walking Corpses are running rampant here. If we don’t stop them, they will bring chaos to all of Yunjing Island."

"How about we deal with the Walking Corpses first and compete later?"

Once there were enough of the thick-skinned, tough-fleshed, and immensely strong Walking Corpses, even a Dao Foundation Cultivator would have to retreat.

If this wasn’t dealt with soon, it would only become more and more troublesome.

The key was that flight was forbidden. If a Dao Foundation Cultivator were surrounded by endless Walking Corpses, once their True Essence was depleted, they too would be unable to escape death.

"Hmph!" Yann Nanshuang snorted coldly upon hearing this.

"The Yann Family has already been driven out of the Yunjing Commerce Association by all of you. What happens to Yunjing Island has nothing to do with us."

"It would be better if it’s destroyed!"

Elder Miao frowned.

The number of Walking Corpses was increasing, and the condensing Yin Corpse Evil Qi seemed to be causing some strange new variant of them to appear.

If this dragged on any longer, he was afraid that even he would be powerless to do anything about it.

Unfortunately, this little girl from the Yann Family was no easy opponent. Though her Cultivation was only at the Mid-Stage Dao Foundation, she could contend with him.

"Fine!"

He shook his head gently.

"Since you insist, then don’t blame this old man for being ruthless!"

BANG!

Elder Miao slammed his cane on the ground. The dragon-head handle of the cane suddenly split open, and a dream-like, illusory shadow flew out from within.

A Magical Treasure!

The Dream-Shattering Blade!

As the longest-lived Dao Foundation Cultivator with the highest seniority on Yunjing Island, how could he not possess a Magical Treasure?

The power of a Magical Treasure activated by a Dao Foundation Perfection Cultivator was nothing short of terrifying.

A hundred-zhang-long Dreamy Blade Aura materialized out of thin air. With just a downward press, it shattered the Sword Light.

Several acres of land sank downwards in unison.

Even the surrounding fog quietly dispersed.

"Hah!"

Yann Nanshuang’s beautiful eyes widened, and a Compass emerged from between her eyebrows. Countless runes surged forth from it.

The runes spread out in mid-air, actually managing to block the Dreamy Blade Aura.

"The Eight Rites Disc?"

Elder Miao’s eyes showed his surprise.

"The Yann Family actually gave their most prized treasure to you? In that case, why didn’t you escape from Yunjing Island?"

In his eyes, Yann Nanshuang was the vessel for the Yann Family’s hopes. She should have taken advantage of the chaos to flee, not fight him to the death.

Though he couldn’t understand it, his actions didn’t stop. The Dream-Shattering Blade suddenly condensed inwards.

BOOM!

Sword Qi Thunder Sound!

A faint, almost imperceptible gleam of the blade flashed past.

The runes released by the Eight Rites Disc were easily pierced by the blade’s gleam, which then, with its remaining force, swept across Yann Nanshuang’s throat.

A bloody mark appeared on her fair neck, and the sky full of Spiritual Light suddenly froze.

"Alas!"

Elder Miao retracted his Magical Treasure and sighed, shaking his head.

"What a pity!"

"Hm?"

Before his words had faded, his expression suddenly changed. His murky eyes burst with a piercing Spiritual Light as he looked around.

He saw the Yin Corpse Evil Qi, which had been dispersed in the air, frantically converge on Yann Nanshuang as if it had been summoned.

WHOOSH...

A massive amount of Yin Corpse Evil Qi surged into Yann Nanshuang’s body, and the bloody mark on her neck slowly began to disappear.

Her body, which had been dead, was actually regaining its vitality.

"Sword Qi Thunder Sound?"

Stretching her neck, Yann Nanshuang, the light of life restored to her eyes, grinned and said: