The Demon with Holy Radiance

Chapter 397: Chapter 272: The Gray Mist Closes, Corpse Transformation Perfection

He still hadn’t seen the other Bodhisattvas of Great Virtue Temple, which made that old monk, Hai Shu, the most likely culprit.

If he couldn’t leave, a battle with the others was inevitable. If you don’t kill, someone else will kill you.

Grand View Cave Zen wasn’t exactly large, but it wasn’t small, either. The entire area was comparable to a small city, and a Zombie God’s perception was enough to envelop it completely.

Since everyone was trapped here, they couldn’t possibly just let them all stand around and stare at each other.

Perhaps a brutal slaughter was required, and only the final victor would be allowed to leave.

But that wasn’t what Yang An cared about.

He wasn’t the only one trapped. The others were in the same predicament. If they couldn’t leave, they would just start killing.

What he cared about was this: since the entrance and exit to Grand View Cave Zen had vanished, did that also mean the ones who took the cultivation resources hadn’t had time to leave? Were they trapped inside as well?

His eyes suddenly lit up.

’If that’s really the case, then I don’t want to leave here at all.’

A quick glance revealed several Corpse Transformations locked in a chaotic brawl. One of them slipped away.

With every breath, the one who fled aged rapidly, his skin and flesh withering away. Flesh sloughed off his body as if it were turning to dust.

An idea suddenly sparked in Yang An’s mind.

’The longer these people fight, the more likely it is they won’t be able to hold out. The price for their power will eventually come due.’

’I can use the moment the price of their power manifests to strike. I’ll be able to finish them off effortlessly.’

Yang An immediately gave chase.

The Corpse Transformation finally came to a stop in a patch of ruins, hiding among the buried rubble and broken walls.

The act was pure self-deception; his only hope was that the others were too preoccupied to notice him.

Yang An kept his distance, casually slinging the Bow Lady from his back and drawing the bowstring.

Dust seeped from his pores, rapidly condensing into a long arrow. It looked as if it were plated in gold, but its surface was uneven and appeared utterly unremarkable.

Without any command from Yang An, the Bow Lady automatically activated its power and speed amplification.

WHOOSH—

With a whistle of displaced air, the long arrow vanished from Yang An’s grip and, in an instant, pierced through the ruins.

In the next moment, everything within that patch of ruins was obliterated, reduced to ash and dust amidst a plume of thick black smoke.

The Dust flew back to him, and a Demon Barrier followed close behind, merging into Yang An’s Xian Shrine.

With a single arrow, he had killed a Corpse Transformation who was suffering the price of their power and was completely defenseless. It had been incredibly simple.

The commotion quickly attracted several pairs of eyes—belonging to both Corpse Transformations and Zombie Gods.

These cultivators had already discovered that the gray fog of Grand View Cave Zen had sealed them in, and their inability to leave had made them extremely aggressive.

But Yang An, clutching his Bow Lady, had already made a swift departure. He would find a new spot and wait for the right moment.

Soon, another combatant broke away from the fight, trying to flee into the distance.

But a golden long arrow, flying at extreme speed, instantly buried itself in his body. A cloud of black smoke erupted, and in the blink of an eye, the fleeing man was charred black and had disintegrated into ash.

Yang An absorbed the incoming Demon Barrier and quickly vacated the spot, employing hit-and-run tactics.

Many Zombie Gods were trapped here, and it was not wise for him to attract their attention. He could handle them one-on-one, but if they ganged up on him, he’d be helpless.

To face a direct assault from several Zombie Gods at once, he would need to be at the Zombie God Cultivation Level himself.

’I haven’t reached the Zombie God level yet; I’m still at the Corpse Transformation stage. If I can kill all the other Corpse Transformations here, I should be able to break through to the Zombie God realm.’

’Once that happens, I won’t have to worry anymore.’

Yang An moved like an assassin lurking in the shadows, even using an Illusion Technique to mask his aura, loosing unexpected arrows from time to time.

There were at least a hundred Corpse Transformations trapped in Grand View Cave Zen, and their numbers were dwindling by the moment.

Some died fighting each other, their Demon Barriers absorbed by their killers.

Some, already wounded, were finished off by a long arrow that appeared out of nowhere.

Some tried to flee when the price of their power came due, but they too ultimately failed to escape being killed.

In just half an hour, the number of Corpse Transformations had plummeted. With less than half remaining, people finally started to notice something was wrong. Yang An’s actions had drawn a lot of attention.

And Yang An, having absorbed over thirty more Demon Barriers by now, was feeling absolutely fantastic.

With the Bow Lady, he picked them off one by one. A continuous stream of pure Mana flowed into his body, constantly raising his Cultivation Level and bringing him ever closer to Perfection.

Just then, a thick, broken pillar came hurtling toward him. But before it could even get close, it was shredded to pieces by a flurry of countless White Feathers.

At the same time, however, more than a dozen figures descended from the sky, completely surrounding him.

"His Highness the Buddha Prince, your actions are rather insidious and contemptible."

The arrivals were the remaining Corpse Transformations; Yang An’s actions had finally provoked their collective fury.

Seeing himself surrounded, Yang An showed no surprise; he had clearly expected this. With a calm expression, he slung the Bow Lady back over his shoulder, looked at the group, and smiled.

"So, what do you plan to do with me?"

"Frankly, I’ve been wanting to see the Buddha’s Son’s power for a long time." ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

An Abbot in the Corpse Transformation stage couldn’t restrain himself. The moment he finished speaking, he was the first to attack. His right arm abruptly swelled to several times its size and turned black as he charged in front of Yang An in a flash.