Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!
Tan Shuchang had always considered himself born into a scholarly family and had also been a young star atop the honor roll, a true parasite of the upper class. He should have been holding significant local authority, receiving endless gifts, spending boundless money, enjoying innumerable years, and marrying countless concubines. How had he ended up becoming a demonic cultivator? After pondering for a long time and still not understanding, he slowly emerged from the pool of blood, deciding to think it over gradually…
179. This is what a Demon Cultivator looks like
Water has no constant shape, fire has no steadfast momentum, within a single sleeve, it seemed as if heaven and earth were contained, thus obscuring the sun and the moon.
However, the next second, the people and ghosts inside the sleeve had all realized what had happened.
They hastily counterattacked, but the chaos of water and fire made those trapped within the sleeve temporarily powerless to strike back, eventually relying on Patrol Envoy Chen, who sacrificed a magic treasure and summoned a blood light, to break Tan Shuchang's sleeve's divine skill.
By the time they tumbled out of Tan Shuchang's sleeve, the host Yin God was still there, Patrol Envoy Chen and several portly men were also present, but those fierce ghosts had vanished without a trace.