Chapter 357: He’s a Monster

In front of the Resentment Cave, a great battle erupted in an instant.

Although the teams from the Cyan and Red Wildernesses were outnumbered, the pressure wasn’t as great as they had imagined because Mo Qiansu was severely injured.

As they clashed, the scene descended into chaos, filled with the constant roar of explosions.

Surrounded by dense forest, the Wood Attribute cultivators from the Cyan Wilderness held an absolute geographical advantage. The massive, ancient trees all seemed to come alive, shooting out countless vines and giant branches that descended upon their opponents like a vast net. Every plant became a soldier.

Even though the Gold Attribute countered the Wood Attribute, with such a great geographical advantage, even the swiftest blades of the White Wilderness team couldn’t cut through the endless, tangled mess of vegetation.

Meanwhile, Chi Xiao and his team from Lihuang unleashed a toxic, smoke-like mist. Any vine or branch that touched it immediately withered, and the mist surged wildly toward the Cyan Wilderness cultivators.

Seeing this, the cultivators from the Red Wilderness unleashed roaring infernos. Just as wood feeds fire, the flames traveled along the withered vines, growing even more intense. Billowing waves of heat drove the toxic mist back, preventing it from getting anywhere near them.

As for the Heihuang team, despite their captain’s injury, they used their superior numbers to their advantage, unleashing a torrential storm of ice to douse the raging flames.

Although no clear victor emerged right away, the alliance of the Red and Cyan Wildernesses was clearly at a disadvantage. Their defeat was only a matter of time.

“Haha, victory is assured! The Soul Spirit Pool’s baptism will be ours!”

Xing Gang and the others laughed heartily, thrilled by the thought of the Soul Spirit Pool’s tremendous benefits.

“As for that Yi Xiaoyao, instead of joining forces with the Red and Cyan Wildernesses against us, he charged into the horde of living corpses by himself. What a fool, it’s a complete death wish!”

Mo Qiansu let out a cold cackle, and the others joined in with scornful laughter.

They had felt for themselves just how powerful Qian Yun and Li Zhan had become after being turned into living corpses. Their Cultivation had been raised by a First Layer, allowing them to reach the Half-Step Void Realm.

Even their three teams combined would be no match for that horde of living corpses. From their perspective, Yi Xiaoyao charging in was undoubtedly a suicide mission.

Only Chi Xiao, hearing their voices, felt a flicker of doubt. He peered through a large gap in the wall of vines before him, glancing in the direction of the Resentment Cave.

The sight instantly drained the color from Chi Xiao’s face, and he cried out in shock.

“What is it?”

Puzzled, Xing Gang and the others followed Chi Xiao’s gaze. Through the dense tangle of vines, they could faintly make out a figure darting nimbly through the horde of corpses.

It was Yi Xiaoyao.

At that moment, Yi Xiaoyao stood alone with his sword, his aura surging to its absolute peak.

Although Qian Yun and Li Zhan had reached the Half-Step Void Realm after becoming living corpses, Yi Xiaoyao, facing both of them alone, was utterly dominating them, forcing them into a constant retreat with his slashes.

Any other living corpse that pounced on Yi Xiaoyao was mercilessly shredded by his sword’s light the moment it came within several yards of him.

“What?!”

“How is this possible!”

“Yi Xiaoyao… he’s actually… No, I must be seeing things!”

The looks of horror on the faces of Xing Gang and his allies filled Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance and Ji Hao with confusion. Seizing a lull in the fighting, they risked a glance over their shoulders. When they turned back, their own faces were masks of utter terror.

“Is that… Xiaoyao?”

Ji Hao asked Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance in disbelief, because the figure he was seeing was so powerful he could barely believe his eyes.

“I… I think so!”

Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance replied with equal uncertainty. The contrast in strength between the Yi Xiaoyao she saw now and the one she’d met before was simply too vast.

After all, the first time Yi Xiaoyao had clashed with someone from the Eight Desolates, he had punched Xing Gang in the chest, only to be sent flying backward by the impact, nearly injuring himself in the process.

And yet now, facing the two living corpses that Qian Yun and Li Zhan had become, even Xing Gang would have had to beat a hasty retreat from just one of them. Faced with two, he would have fled for his life.

But here was Yi Xiaoyao, completely crushing both of them.

At this thought, Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance couldn’t resist looking behind her again.

She saw an ethereal layer of Soul Fire burning on the surface of Yi Xiaoyao’s body. His Cultivation aura had skyrocketed to the Ninth Realm of Nascent Soul Transformation.

But the Ninth Realm of Nascent Soul Transformation alone would not be nearly enough for him to crush those two powerful living corpses so easily.

The other reason for Yi Xiaoyao’s incredible power was the terrifying Spiritual Power imbued in his blade. The might emanating from this Spiritual Power had been amplified by a full one hundred and fifty percent!

By consuming three Refining Spirit Fruits and activating the Soul Burning Forbidden Technique, Yi Xiaoyao had become an invincible existence below the Void-Entering Realm; he could even put up a fight against a true Void-Entering expert.

However, Yi Xiaoyao himself knew that this state of invincibility was fleeting. ‘Once my compressed Spiritual Power is exhausted, I’ll be back to my old self.’

‘I have to end this quickly!’

Yi Xiaoyao resolved this in his mind and immediately let out a furious roar at the resentful-eyed Qian Yun and Li Zhan before him.

“KILL!!!”

He unleashed the complete form of the Nine Swords of Slaughter. Endless Slaughter Qi converged on him in a frenzy, transforming him into his strongest state: the Body of Absolute Slaughter!

Shrouded in blood-red light, Yi Xiaoyao swept his sword toward the surrounding corpses. The crimson Sword Aura tore a massive, curved rift through the void.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!

A series of sickening pops echoed as, under the might of the Blood Sword, every last living corpse was annihilated, exploding into a mist of blood that the very earth seemed to devour.

Then, this domineering and deadly incarnation of slaughter suddenly turned its head.

Yi Xiaoyao’s cold, indifferent gaze swept over the combatants from the five Wildernesses.

The instant that gaze swept over them, the cultivators from the White Wilderness, Heihuang, and Lihuang felt a chill as if they had been plunged into an icy abyss. The expressions on their faces changed drastically.

“He’s a monster!!”

Chi Xiao cried out in a daze. A wave of regret washed over him—regret for not standing with Yi Xiaoyao, and even deeper regret for siding with Heihuang and the White Wilderness.

Seeing Yi Xiaoyao approaching, Xing Gang seized the moment of Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance’s distraction. He unleashed a colossal golden fist, blasting it toward her.

“Watch out!” Ji Hao yelled, withdrawing his vines to intercept the massive golden fist.

The Heihuang cultivators and their allies seized the opportunity to retreat, bringing the battle to a temporary halt.

“The Heihuang team forfeits the Soul Spirit Pool’s baptism!”

Mo Qiansu shouted as she retreated.

“We forfeit too! We’ll leave this place right now and return to the White Wilderness!” Xing Gang yelled, his face etched with terror.

Chi Xiao of Lihuang was still lost in his regret. Seeing the teams from Heihuang and the White Wilderness forfeit one after another, he couldn’t help but think, ‘If only I had chosen to help Yi Xiaoyao, I would have certainly gotten a share of the Soul Spirit Pool’s baptism.’

But now, all he could do was…

“The Lihuang team forfeits as well,” Chi Xiao said with a bitter smile.

At this point, the three teams felt they were utterly powerless to contend with Yi Xiaoyao.

However, hearing them surrender did not slow Yi Xiaoyao’s advance in the slightest.

“Giving up now? Don’t you think it’s a little late for that?”

The icy words emerged from the mouth of the blood-red incarnation of slaughter that Yi Xiaoyao had become, causing the faces of the cultivators from the three Wildernesses to pale drastically.