Free Web NovelChapter 1870: Chapter 1869: Golden Cicada Shells
At this moment, Cangshan was about to go mad. He had no idea what method that human across from him had used to break his Wind God Body, and what was even more terrifying was that even when he activated his Bloodline Talent, he still couldn’t shake off that damned flame.
That mass of Fire was like maggots gnawing on bones, seeping in through every gap as it kept drilling into his body. Cangshan felt the horror that lay between life and death.
He was the heir of the Gale Tribe; laughable that he hadn’t died at the hands of his own elder brother, his greatest rival, but was instead going to die in the hands of some no-name human.
How could he possibly accept that.
Cangshan, his mindset collapsing, saw that he couldn’t kill the human before him, and his gaze abruptly swept toward the others around them.
If I’m going to die, then you can all be buried with me.
Cangshan turned into a gust of demonic wind, whirled around, and lunged toward Sikong Yu and the others. This young miss of the Sikong family seemed to have some kind of relationship with this Li Feng; if he took her captive, maybe he could force Li Feng to take back that Fire he’d released.
Even ants struggle to survive, let alone Cangshan, heir of the Gale Tribe. He still had countless ambitions and a boundless future—how could he just die here.
"Back!"
Sikong Yu sensed that gust of demonic wind rushing in, barked a command, and directly raised her Red Tassel Spear. Within the demon wind, Cangshan’s face emerged; seeing the spear in front of him, he revealed a cold, ferocious grin.
He simply lifted his claws and flicked the Red Tassel Spear aside, then cackled strangely as he pounced at Sikong Yu.
Sikong Yu bit her lip in secret, her expression changing slightly. She couldn’t understand why Li Feng could block this damned Demon Clan while she couldn’t.
They both had the Vermilion Bird Bloodline. As for developing Bloodline Talent, the Sikong family had studied and comprehended it for over a thousand years, with how many predecessors paving the way. Even if she still couldn’t master many Bloodline Talents, this Li Feng was just some guy who picked things up halfway—how was he stronger than her?
This made no scientific sense.
How the hell did this bastard pull it off.
Sikong Yu grumbled inwardly. Facing the incoming wolf claws, she was a bit at a loss; Cangshan’s attack was far more than just that one swipe.
A demonic wind had already shrouded Sikong Yu on all sides, trapping her within. In an instant, even she couldn’t break free of that restraint.
And those claws were already inches from her.
Suddenly, a streak of cold starlight traced an incomparably graceful arc, shooting straight toward the top of the cave, then, like a guided missile, plunged straight down.
It was the Soul Extinguishing Needle obtained from the Leng Family. Li Feng used the Sword Control Technique to manipulate it, and the Soul Extinguishing Needle fell precisely from midair onto Cangshan’s head, which was revealed within the demon wind.
Whether human or Demon Clan, the skull was the hardest part of the body. But there was one exception—the Heavenly Pool Acupoint at the crown of the head.
That Heavenly Pool Acupoint was the skull’s only weak spot. The Soul Extinguishing Needle pierced straight through that Heavenly Pool Acupoint, boring through Cangshan’s brain.
The Candle Dragon Fire attached to the Soul Extinguishing Needle was vicious beyond compare; it instantly froze Cangshan’s brain solid. Cangshan, who had originally been in a void-like, wind-like state, immediately revealed his true form.
Cangshan’s burly wolf body, carried by its own inertia, still slammed into Sikong Yu, knocking her to the ground.
"Sister Yu!"
Ouyang Qiuhai saw this and bit down on her pearly teeth. "I’ll fight you to the death!"
Ouyang Qiuhai lunged forward, and her long leg kicked straight at Cangshan’s body. As a result, Cangshan’s body was sent flying into the air by a single kick.
Ouyang Qiuhai blinked, watching the Demon Clan wolf, Cangshan, do three and a half somersaults in the air before flipping over and landing headfirst.
She did that?
Could it be that her Divine Skill had reached perfection and she could kick out with the Power of a Hundred Tripods in one strike?
"Cough, cough cough."
Sikong Yu, who had been pinned under Cangshan, coughed violently twice. Snapping back to her senses, Ouyang Qiuhai hurriedly lowered her head to look at Sikong Yu. "Sister Yu, are you okay?"
"That Demon Clan guy wasn’t that great after all, huh? I kicked him flying with one strike."
Sikong Yu was helped to her feet. Hearing Ouyang Qiuhai say that, she rolled her eyes. "You believe that?"
Ouyang Qiuhai gave an awkward laugh. Even though she’d said it, she didn’t believe it was her doing. That Demon Clan guy was definitely not weak.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have suffered such heavy casualties.
Cangshan’s corpse hit the ground, and with a whoosh, it was completely engulfed in flames. Under the blazing Fire, Cangshan’s fleshly body quickly turned to ash. As his body vanished, the Fire clinging to it gradually disappeared as well.
Li Feng looked at the pile of ash that Cangshan had become, then swept King Sword in an arc. The sword wind it stirred up scattered the ashes.
"He’s dead already; you still have to grind his bones to dust?"
Watching Li Feng’s actions, Ouyang Qiuhai muttered. This guy really was petty to the extreme. Sikong Yu glanced at the now-empty ground.
"No Demon Core?"
"I’m afraid he ran."
Li Feng hadn’t seen any Demon Core. The other party was definitely no ordinary minor demon; he would certainly have condensed a Demon Core in his body. That Demon Core was like a human Cultivator’s Golden Core, the very core where Dao Essence resided.
Only then did Ouyang Qiuhai react and look over the bare ground. "There really isn’t one. But his Demon Clan body was already reduced to Annihilation—can he still be alive?"
As for losing the physical body yet not dying, that wasn’t exactly unheard of. If one’s strength reached the Nascent Soul Realm of human Cultivators, and one had cultivated a Nascent Soul within, then even if the fleshly body was destroyed, as long as the Nascent Soul existed, one could rebuild a new body.
On the Demon Clan side, there were actually similar abilities—for instance, the Vermilion Bird’s rebirth in flames, and the ten great Demon Ancestors also had similar powers.
But Cangshan was no Demon Ancestor. In terms of strength, he was at best a Great Demon who had condensed a Demon Core. How could he possibly abandon his flesh and still survive?
Sikong Yu shook her head slightly. "I’ve seen a technique recorded in some books before, the Golden Cicada Shells method. It’s just that although Golden Cicada Shells can let one temporarily separate from the flesh, the specifics aren’t very clear. But since the other party could turn his physical body into a Spiritual Body, he must have mastered some kind of secret technique that allowed him to live in the form of a Spiritual Body, though afterward he’d definitely have to use some means to revive."
"Usually it’s by taking over another body, but using this kind of Secret Technique often comes with extremely harsh conditions, and the odds of actually succeeding are low."
"Oh? There’s a secret technique like that?"
"Mm. The world is vast, and there are countless Daoist Skills and secret techniques. Besides, the other party probably isn’t some ordinary Demon Clan member. It wouldn’t be impossible for him to have mastered one or two life-saving secret techniques."
Sikong Yu said.
Li Feng listened from the side. Though he didn’t know exactly how that Demon Clan guy had escaped, it was probably something along the lines of what Sikong Yu had described—different paths leading to the same outcome.
"Even if we let him run, he shouldn’t pose much of a threat for now."
Li Feng said.
"Mm."
Sikong Yu nodded. Only then did Li Feng turn and look toward the surrounding trusted aide. With one glance, he saw that the number of trusted aide in view had obviously shrunk again—only a scant dozen or so remained.
In front of Lei Ba, flesh and blood were a mangled mess; his injury wasn’t light. On the ground to the side, Shadow was also lying there, his condition seemingly serious.
"Camp Master."
Lei Ba was badly injured, but nothing fatal. "It’s just a flesh wound for me, nothing serious. But Shadow...!"
"What happened?"
Li Feng looked at Lei Ba, who could still move around. Though his injuries looked shocking—he even had ribs exposed on his chest—he wasn’t going to die yet, whereas Shadow’s injuries were extremely severe, his body covered in large swaths of burns.
"When we were fleeing, we were targeted by a group of Flying King Ants. To break out, Lei Ba threw Shadow up into the air to kill the Flying King Ant Commander. The Flying King Ant Commander was badly wounded, but at the last moment, it self-detonated."
"The Ant Acid Magma inside that Flying King Ant splashed straight onto Shadow, who was still midair. Shadow had nowhere to dodge and took it head-on."
"The Blast injured Shadow’s internal organs, and the ant acid caused massive burns all over his body. With the resources we have on hand, we simply can’t treat Shadow’s injuries."
