Translator: Cinder Translations
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While the slaughter continued with the bronze corpse, another group of cultivators saw a glimmer of escape.
The other forty or so cultivators, who had been hiding in the shadows, also revealed themselves and rushed toward the exit.
Xue Yao and his five companions were the first to reach the exit. Looking back at the cultivators rushing from all directions, Xue Yao grinned wickedly.
"Create some trouble for these opportunists."
The other four's eyes lit up upon hearing this.
Each of them took out a jade vial, opened it, and a thick, blood-red mist poured out.
This blood-red mist was highly poisonous. If it touched a tree branch, the tree would quickly wither, its green leaves turning black and falling to the ground.
The blood-red mist quickly covered a radius of one hundred meters in front of the exit, and with the breeze, it drifted further away.
"That's poison mist! Everyone be careful; even a Qi Refinement ninth-level cultivator will have trouble if they get contaminated!" someone recognized the toxic mist and shouted.
The cultivators rushing towards the exit gritted their teeth in anger upon seeing this.
At this moment, the bronze corpse had torn apart eleven people and was left with no one around it. All the other cultivators had fled. The bronze corpse was now leaping from the ground towards the exit.
There was little time left for everyone, and just at this moment, Xue Yao and his five companions, who had arrived at the exit first, were blocking the path with poison.
The poison released by Xue Yao and his group caused many people to miss the best chance to escape.
Only six people, using some unknown method, managed to endure the poison and charge into the exit.
The rest were all blocked by the bronze corpse that had arrived at the exit before the poison mist dissipated.
Among them were many who had fought against the bronze corpse alongside Xue Yao, and they were now cursing him loudly.
In the distance, Song Wen, who had obtained eleven storage bags from the corpses, shook his head as he watched the situation unfold.
These demonic cultivators truly demonstrated humanity's worst traits.
With hearts ununified, selfish desires, and mutual distrust.
Out of over eighty Qi Refinement cultivators, including more than ten ninth-level cultivators, and with more than half being late-stage Qi Refinement, they could not even defeat a pseudo-second-tier bronze corpse.
If they had worked together, not only could they have dealt with a pseudo-second-tier bronze corpse, but even a true second-tier bronze corpse would have been forced to retreat.
The most detestable was Xue Yao, who was untrustworthy and detrimental to others while benefiting himself, causing many cultivators to miss their chance to escape.
However, none of this mattered to Song Wen. He was content to follow behind the bronze corpse and reap the rewards without effort.
The eleven people recently killed by the bronze corpse not only had their storage bags intact, but the bronze corpse had also not consumed their blood.
The storage bags and bodies were collected by the Corpse Puppet. Although most of the bodies were severely damaged and lost a lot of blood, they were still cultivator corpses with strong vitality, and their souls had not yet dissipated. This allowed Song Wen to gather a considerable amount of loot.
Song Wen looked at the exit from a distance, feeling somewhat disappointed.
"Keep at it!"
After the recent battle, the bronze corpse seemed a bit tired. It stood quietly below the exit and did not attack the cultivators.
"Why don't you keep fighting? If you don't repel the bronze corpse soon, the exit will close. If you don't die, where will I find my loot?"
Just as Song Wen had been evaluating the cultivators' flaws, he did not realize that his own thoughts were no longer just flaws but rather evil desires.
Time passed.
Slowly, less than an hour remained before the exit would close.
At the exit of the secret realm, over a dozen cultivators were still lingering.
Several Qi Refinement ninth-level cultivators, who had previously seemed calm, were now beginning to show signs of restlessness.
They started to communicate with each other, planning to gather the high-level combat forces within the secret realm to repel the bronze corpse. As for the weaker cultivators, whether they could survive the secret realm was no longer their concern.
They weren't as malicious as Xue Yao, who had kicked someone when they were down, which was already commendable.
After a count, among the cultivators present, there were eight at the Qi Refinement ninth level. Including those who had brought close relatives with them, there were a total of seventeen people intending to jointly fight the bronze corpse.
These seventeen were all late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators, and their group was one of the strongest combat teams in the entire Withered Blood Secret Realm.
"Fight!"
The seventeen charged towards the bronze corpse with impressive momentum and killing intent.
Perhaps startled by the imposing aura of these seventeen or exhausted from the recent battle, the bronze corpse surprisingly showed signs of fear. It retreated from the mountaintop, allowing these seventeen to pass through the exit and return to the cultivation world.
Including Song Wen, the remaining cultivators who had been expecting a grand battle to see if they could sneak through the exit were now dumbfounded.
It seemed the bronze corpse wasn't as stubborn as they had imagined!
Song Wen was also stunned. The anticipated benefits were no longer achievable. Now, those still in the secret realm were mostly weak. Out of the forty-odd people, over twenty were at the mid-Qi Refinement stage, and among the remaining seventeen late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators, most were at the seventh level, with only a few at the eighth level.
With such a disunited and cowardly group, it was unlikely they could defeat the bronze corpse.
"It seems I'll have to rely on myself to get out of this secret realm."
Song Wen's gaze swept over the surrounding dense forest, where forty-three cultivators were hiding.
To the bronze corpse, these cultivators were a disorganized mob, and to Song Wen, they were no different.
Most of these people fought individually and none were Qi Refinement ninth-level cultivators. It was time to reap a wave of benefits.
It was time to unleash a slaughter!
Such opportunities were not easily encountered.
Heaven's gift rejected will surely face its wrath!
Two Black Gu scouted ahead, followed closely by eight Gu insects, spreading carnage. Song Wen followed behind, replenishing his strength, devouring blood and souls, and collecting storage bags.
These cultivators were suspicious of each other and guarded, scattered throughout the dense forest. Even when a few close friends gathered, it was only two or three people at a time, giving Song Wen the perfect opportunity to eliminate them one by one.
Song Wen encountered no significant resistance and didn't even attract much attention from others.
In just a quarter-hour, Song Wen had silently killed thirty-five people.
At this point, including Song Wen, only eight people remained alive in the entire secret realm.
Song Wen did not kill all eight out of concern that being the sole survivor might raise suspicion among the outside cultivators.
Song Wen's gaze was fixed on the bronze corpse atop the mountain.
Now, only it remained.
However, before dealing with the bronze corpse, he needed to sort through the many storage bags.
Enduring intense pain, Song Wen had the Corpse Puppet insects tear open his still-healing heart.
He retrieved the storage ring and transferred all the valuable items such as spirit stones, spirit herbs, and elixirs from the fifty or so storage bags into the storage ring.
Then he sealed the storage ring back into his heart.
(End of the Chapter)
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