Chapter 195: Soul Blood of Yan Cangwu, A Path to Heaven You Do Not Take!
A terrifying mid-stage Foundation Establishment aura surged in, accompanied by the foul stench of the zombie!
"A mid-stage Foundation Establishment zombie?"
Qin Wang was startled to see this zombie lunging at him. He swiftly dodged its attack.
"We have no grievances! Are you sure you're attacking the right person?"
He noticed that the silent attacker seemed familiar and immediately questioned him.
"Haha!"
"You damn thief, stealing my great one's bones and the Skyfire Tower. Die now!"
Yan Cangwu sneered at Qin Wang, activating a yellow talisman. A radiant three-zhang giant yellow seal smashed down towards Qin Wang's head.
"It's you!"
This person actually came looking for him—how fortunate!
A crimson sword light, like lightning, shot towards the bidding cultivator.
At the same time, Qin Wang also aimed to kill the person who had bid against him. However, since both had worn masks, he didn't know the person's true identity.
The cultivator bidding against him was actually at the mid-stage Foundation Establishment!
No wonder this figure seemed familiar—he was the one competing with Qin Wang at the Myriad Treasures Building, the goat-headed black-robed cultivator.
"What?"
"Mid-stage Foundation Establishment!?"
Zhang Fujiang, along with his puppet soul seeds Mu Hun Er and Chu Hun Si, charged in!
Unexpectedly.
"So many Foundation Establishments?"
Qin Wang's aura exploded, revealing his mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation. He unleashed the Afterlife Sword Art.
"A path to heaven you do not take, but you break into hell instead!"
Qin Wang's divine sense communicated with the Earth Dragon Beast King. With a wave of his hand, he summoned three Foundation Establishment puppets, and the Earth Dragon Beast King charged at the zombie while Qin Wang directed Mu Rongtai and the other two Foundation Establishment puppets towards the bidding cultivator.
At this moment, Yan Cangwu understood.
Hearing Yan Cangwu's words, a murderous intent flashed in Qin Wang's eyes.
He encountered a tough opponent!
At the same time.
"Earth Dragon Beast King!"
This is bad.
Yan Cangwu was shocked to see that Qin Wang was at the mid-stage Foundation Establishment. With a wave of his hand, he had also summoned three Foundation Establishment puppets. In disbelief, Yan Cangwu's eyes widened.
Boom!
Boom!
Qin Wang's Afterlife Sword Art clashed with the giant seal from the talisman, creating a thunderous noise and sending violent shockwaves in all directions. The surrounding trees fell as if flattened by a hurricane.
Moreover, he had a mid-stage Foundation Establishment puppet and two early-stage Foundation Establishment puppets. His mid-stage Foundation Establishment zombie was being restrained by Qin Wang's beast pet.
From further away, another Foundation Establishment cultivator and two more puppets closed in.
Two cultivators, five Foundation Establishment puppets, and a beast comparable to Foundation Establishment—despite his many tricks and his mid-stage Foundation Establishment zombie, Yan Cangwu stood no chance!
At this moment.
Yan Cangwu's heart sank. Instinctively, he wanted to flee!
"Where do you think you're going?"
Qin Wang shouted, commanding his three puppets to close in on Yan Cangwu while Zhang Fujiang and the other two puppets blocked Yan Cangwu's escape route.
A figure flashed.
It was Wanyan Meng, rushing in to help.
"You forced me to do this!"
"Die!"
Seeing his escape routes blocked, Yan Cangwu's eyes flashed with bloodlust. He reached into his storage bag, took out a pigeon egg-sized blood-red pill, and swallowed it.
This was a Blood Explosion Pill, capable of temporarily boosting his cultivation to late Foundation Establishment, or even perfection!
As soon as Yan Cangwu swallowed the blood-red pill, his aura surged dramatically!
"Frightening Soul Cone!"
Seeing Yan Cangwu's skyrocketing aura, Qin Wang unleashed the Frightening Soul Cone—a sharp, invisible spike formed from his divine sense that stabbed towards Yan Cangwu!
At that moment.
Yan Cangwu felt a three-inch-long, semi-transparent icy spike pierce his forehead, causing intense pain and a momentary lapse in consciousness.
"No!"
Yan Cangwu felt his mind freeze, his body going cold, and his head throbbed with pain. In his panic, he tried to retreat but was too late.
A sharp pain exploded in his abdomen.
The next moment, he felt a heavy blow, his body lifted like a rag doll, spraying blood as he crashed into a mountain wall, forming a '大' shape.
His spirit sword flew from his hand, embedding itself in the rock ten zhang away.
"Ah!"
Yan Cangwu, hit by the Frightening Soul Cone, found his divine sense weakened to the extreme. He couldn't control the violent power of the Blood Explosion Pill.
Struggling to stand, he realized his bones were shattered, and the raging pill power only worsened his internal injuries.
A sense of impending death enveloped him as the bidding cultivator and puppets closed in.
Having lost control due to the Frightening Soul Cone, his zombie was being overpowered by the Earth Dragon Beast King and couldn't break free.
"No, I can't die!"
Terrified, Yan Cangwu saw Qin Wang and Zhang Fujiang closing in. Desperate, he pleaded, "Spare me, please! I was wrong! I'll become your servant! I'll offer my soul blood!"
Yan Cangwu was filled with deep regret.
But.
He had no other choice.
Gravely injured, facing so many Foundation Establishment cultivators, he would surely die if he didn't offer his soul blood. After all, a miserable life was better than death. As long as he lived, there was hope.
"Offer your soul blood then!"
Qin Wang nodded.
A mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator becoming a servant was quite advantageous.
Refining someone's soul blood had a significant benefit.
If the servant died, the master remained unaffected.
But if the master died, the servant couldn't survive.
By refining this person's soul blood, any hint of betrayal could be instantly dealt with.
"Yes."
Yan Cangwu forced out a drop of his soul blood, which slowly floated towards Qin Wang.
Qin Wang cast a spell to control and refine the soul blood. After a quarter of an hour, Qin Wang sensed a white light cluster in his sea of consciousness, which was the bidding cultivator's soul blood!
"Excellent!"
Qin Wang looked at the cultivator who had competed with him, asking, "What is your name? Where are you from?"
"Master, this humble one is Yan Cangwu, a direct descendant of the Dayan Immortal Dynasty."
Yan Cangwu responded respectfully.
He took this time to set his broken bones and use his cultivation to suppress the raging Blood Explosion Pill's effects, starting his recovery.
"Dayan Immortal Dynasty?"
Qin Wang's eyes showed a hint of thought. Among the souls in his Soul Gathering Bowl was the seventh prince of the Dayan Immortal Dynasty, Yan Wushuang.
Unexpectedly, he now captured Yan Cangwu!
It was known.
The Dayan Immortal Dynasty was relentlessly searching for the one who killed Yan Wushuang. How shocked would Yan Cangwu be to learn that it was Qin Wang himself?
"How did you find me?"
Qin Wang was curious about how Yan Cangwu tracked him to the Eagle Cliff.
"Master, I enlisted the help of Murong's family member, Murong Chui, to use the Heavenly Fragrance Locking Technique. We gathered your scent from seat 148, which you sat on, and tracked you from there."
Yan Cangwu respectfully explained.
"Heavenly Fragrance Locking Technique!"
Qin Wang's interest was piqued.
This Heavenly Fragrance Locking Technique was not found among the items from Murong Tai and the other Foundation Establishment cultivators he killed. Preoccupied with evading the Heavenly Chu Immortal Dynasty's pursuit, he hadn't paid it much attention.
However, the souls of Murong Tai and the others were still in his Soul Gathering Bowl. He could extract the Heavenly Fragrance Locking Technique from them later.