Chapter 1555 - 642: Ning Zhuo Is About to Take a Fall

Chapter 1555: Chapter 642: Ning Zhuo Is About to Take a Fall

Inside the cave, the soul search continues.

The cultivators saw how, in Golden Glow Valley, the daytime was bright, Pure Yang Palace’s sword light filled the valley, golden glow like a net, righteous energy like a flood!

The Red Robe Guest was surrounded at the bottom of the valley, with sword wounds on his shoulder, back, waist, and abdomen, blood splattering along the way, staining the stream rocks red.

Someone shouted loudly, "Surrender, and we’ll leave your corpse intact."

The Red Robe Guest leaned against the mountain wall, his long hair draped down, blood marks crisscrossing on his face. He lifted his eyes to the golden glow, laughing mockingly, "Intact corpse? Do you really think you’ll leave me one?"

In the next instant, he burned away half of his essence blood.

The sea of blood surged from the valley’s bottom, fiercely colliding with the pure yang golden glow. The roar was deafening, the mountain wall collapsed, the stream evaporated, shattered stones flew like rain. The Red Robe Guest charged in the sea of blood, his blood robe torn, but his eyes shone intimidatingly.

The cultivators smelled a strong scent of demon blood, fishy, hot, and restless!

Inside the cave mansion, the pill furnace exploded, blood fog erupted, staining the stone walls scarlet.

The Red Robe Guest bared his upper body, twisted blood patterns bulging under his skin, those patterns crawling everywhere like worms and snakes trying to break through the flesh.

The Red Robe Guest practiced the "Blood Pill Scripture," failed in alchemy, suffered a backlash.

In this situation, severing the bloodline, abandoning the cultivation technique, he might still retain a remnant of life. Continuing to suppress the demon blood within, fighting to the death, a slim chance of achieving a higher future.

The Red Robe Guest sat before the broken furnace, pressing his hands against his chest, teeth shattered, blood foam filled his mouth, his face full of ferocity: "Come!"

To him, only moving forward; there’s never been a choice to survive by sneaking around.

Thus, he inch by inch suppressed thirty-six types of demon blood, crashing into the stone wall in pain, rolling all over the ground, after difficult breaths, crawling back to the broken furnace to continue refining.

For a full three days and nights, he finally achieved victory.

The ground in the cave mansion was covered with rubble, the Red Robe Guest drenched in blood, passed out, but the corners of his mouth curled in a smile full of wildness.

The last segment was the memory of Myriad Images Sect.

After the Red Robe Guest joined Myriad Images Sect, he was never truly accepted. Demon cultivator, Blood Dao, outsider, these marks burned into him like a branding iron. He was assigned perilous tasks, received meager rewards, sect leadership remained distant, indifferent gazes and instructions pressed down daily.

The Bixue Mountain Gate was cold and damp, the hall doors tightly shut, the mist of blood hung low over the mountain steps.

The once rampant demon cultivators were locked into the sect’s corners.

Thus, everyone understood why the Red Robe Guest fought for the Nanming Fire Furnace, joined the Nanming Village, and participated in the Five Battles Martial Arts.

The past’s oppression accumulated in his chest, it all poured out with the sea of blood onto Cloud Pot Daoist in the Cloud Marsh Martial Arts Arena.

Then faced with a Taoist artifact, exhausted his remaining strength.

Long after.

Mirror Heart Daoist put away the copper mirror.

The black and white soul fire under the soul banner had been suppressed very low, the Red Robe Guest’s soul was transparent enough to almost obliterate the outline, hook marks on his chest spreading web-like blue cracks.

Continuing the soul search, the Red Robe Guest’s remnant soul would dissipate on the spot.

The cave mansion fell into silence among the cultivators.

They looked at the demon soul without any belittlement. The memory impact from the soul search made them empathize, understanding the Red Robe Guest reached a peak.

Through all the intense pain of the soul search, the Red Robe Guest never uttered a cry in pain!

You Yunshou remained silent, maneuvering the soul banner, rolling the demon soul into the banner for recuperation.

The Red Robe Guest’s soul fell into the depths of the banner curtain, completely unconscious.

The cultivators generally looked displeased. Some had cold sweat still unshed from their foreheads, some had trembling palms, some swallowed elixir pills, using pill fragrance to suppress the cloying horror in the memories.

Cloud Pot Daoist leaned against the couch, his chest heaving for a long while, expression complex: "This demon... truly has a strong backbone."

Qiu Lei’s voice was low: "To reach nascent soul status as a loose cultivator, there is no chance involved."

Mirror Heart Daoist said: "His cultivation techniques and experiences, the secrets throughout his life, we have gained much insight."

You Yunshou: "Recent memories can be leveraged. The Red Robe Guest once loaned a Blood Ash Tinder to Ning Zhuo. Spread this matter first, to undermine that one’s reputation."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The three battles between Ning Zhuo and Flowing Gold Guest left quite an impression on them.

"That one is quite capable with righteous path tactics, having such a strong presence deserves this blow!"

"I remember Ning Zhuo during the three battles, rejected Flowing Cloud Peak’s forces, his tongue was like a poison-coated sharp sword."

"He is wicked, pus-filled, revealing his true face will be deserved. Righteous cultivator, ha, is not so easily done."

Though the Five Battles Martial Arts is nearing its final round, the cultivators still hold grudges against Ning Zhuo.

The Five Battles Martial Arts at least allows all the forces of Flowing Cloud Peak to mobilize fully, even if they lose, they won’t feel frustrated. But the conflict with Ning Zhuo makes the cultivators have to pinch their noses, invest in Flowing Gold Guest, unable to exert their strength, feeling particularly aggrieved.

Especially in the end, Flowing Gold Guest publicly surrendered and turned to Ning Zhuo!

This simply trampled the face of Flowing Cloud Peak’s large forces into the mud.

Especially the rampant rumors afterward, severely undermining Flowing Cloud Peak’s major forces, packaging Flowing Gold Guest’s behavior as turning to the righteous path, utterly disgusting!

The reputations of Flowing Cloud Peak’s major forces suffered severe setbacks, they’ve already launched a thorough investigation against the rumors.

The Red Robe Guest’s life memories are overwhelmingly heavy, but the cultivators all seized the matter of the Tinder, wishing to trouble Ning Zhuo, to see him embarrassed, and temporarily recoup some benefits.

Opening the cave’s door, the cultivators walked out together.

The dawn’s light shone on their faces, the fresh mountain air expanded their chests.