Chapter 218 - 216: Do You Know Fan the Ninth?
Roar!
Three wind dragons circled in mid-air, resembling a great natural disaster, like three tornadoes, ravaging the land.
After a cacophony of wolf howls and wails, the raging wind gradually subsided.
Su Qingqing stared, mouth agape, at this spectacle.
Bodies of the severed two-headed wolves fell from the sky like meteors, crashing onto the ground.
Throughout, she clutched Song Changming’s sleeve, standing alongside him without moving.
Simply relying on his formidable inner qi cultivation, along with overbearing and unrestrained sword qi, Song Changming easily resolved what, to the little girl, seemed a massive crisis.
Only then did Song Changming step forward, approaching the group of severely injured foreigners lying on the ground.
"Which sect or cult do you belong to in the Outer Domain?" Song Changming asked.
"No, no sect or cult, we are wanderers, rose up by relying on Mist Gold Beast Taming..."
The group was already terrified in the face of Song Changming, not daring to utter a hard word, confessed honestly.
In fact, they initially all were Jianghu Guests of the Da Han Dynasty.
However, due to too many enemies and being wanted with nowhere to turn, they could only flee to the Outer Domain to survive.
Over time, they gradually became people of the Outer Domain.
In the Outer Realm, such wandering wanderers are actually numerous.
They’re not from the Evil Cult, but mostly depend on them to survive.
For instance, the group before them mainly served the Corpse Refining Sect, delivering quality corpses there for rewards.
This is their way of surviving.
"So you shuttle back and forth from Da Han to transport corpses for the Corpse Refining Sect?" Song Changming asked.
"Sometimes, especially now with Da Han in turmoil, the number of corpses that the Corpse Refining Sect values has increased..." one person replied cautiously.
Song Changming frowned. No wonder that the news reaching home about soldiers dying on the battlefield was often that not even their bones remained.
I’m afraid these corpse transporters played a significant role in the backdrop and have even formed an industry chain centered around the Corpse Refining Sect.
"Do you know Fan the Ninth?" Song Changming inquired directly.
Fan the Ninth was the name of a previous Corpse Refining Sect member, something he learned from the little girl beside him.
They all shook their heads.
Within the Corpse Refining Sect, there were countless disciples and members; Fan the Ninth wasn’t particularly renowned in the Outer Domain, so it was understandable not to know him.
Song Changming still managed to extract some intelligence.
Currently, the Corpse Refining Sect and Wangyue Pavilion have been having fierce clashes in this dense fog; Recently, more powerful members of the Corpse Refining Sect have been appearing one after another, engaging in confrontations with the elders of Wangyue Pavilion and other strong individuals.
The momentum is tremendous and astonishing; even these foreign wanderers don’t dare to approach the battlefield and take a glance.
But they did point a way for Song Changming.
After failing to obtain more information, Song Changming subsequently swung his saber, and the group was engulfed by sword qi.
Song Changming, unfazed, sheathed his saber and continued walking forward.
Su Qingqing, seeing Song Changming’s decisive killing, hesitated slightly but ultimately gritted her teeth and continued to follow.
In the distance, the covered mountain by fog, with its once lush and green fruit trees and leaves, now withered and shriveled, as if all its vitality had been absorbed by the fog, returning gradually to desolation.
The top of the mountain roared incessantly.
The explosions generated by the powerful qi erupted one after another, with the waves of energy pulsing and vibrating.
The deadwood and rocks shattered and collapsed, rolling to the foot of the mountain.
It was evident that numerous Qi Refining Powerhouses were engaged in battle there.
At the base of the mountain, two groups of major sect disciples were also locked in intense combat, with grand momentum.
Their minimum level of combat strength had to be high-realm Body Refining Martial Artists, while rare Qi Refining Experts in Jianghu were a common sight here.
It’s said that worldwide, Qi Refiners are divided into five parts for major sects, three parts for the imperial courts, and only two parts in Jianghu.
However, Song Changming felt that the number of Qi Refining Experts in these hidden sects was underestimated.
The powerful individuals in the hidden sects are more numerous than most think.
Particularly as today’s imperial court is becoming less and less worthy of the allegiance of contemporary powerful figures.
Within the scene, Liu Yan’Er was watching the seemingly endless, undying group of undead creatures in front of her, feeling overwhelmed.
"Junior Sister Yan’Er, retreat quickly!" a disciple shouted suddenly.
Liu Yan’Er turned her head immediately, her face changing color, seeing a huge dark figure leaping towards her at high speed.
It was unmistakably the Black-eyed Corpse Puppet.
Liu Yan’Er knew this kind of corpse puppet’s strength far surpassed the undead, not something to fight against.
She didn’t attempt to be brave and swiftly retreated using her Light Body Skill.
These corpse puppets are dealt with by more powerful senior brothers and sisters.
However, the corpse puppet seemed fixated on Liu Yan’Er, ignoring everyone else and pursuing only her.
Liu Yan’Er focused her mind. Though she had not yet refined her qi, she could still use her spiritual power to wield her martial technique.
She slashed out with her sword, and invisible ripples surged forth, causing the chasing corpse puppet to pause and halt in place.
At that moment, a flash of lightning passed by, accompanied by a roaring wind.
The seemingly indestructible corpse puppet’s head was immediately separated from its body.
Song Changming held his saber in reverse grip, spinning in mid-air before landing beside the headless corpse puppet.
The weakness of such corpse puppets lies solely in their heads; only by decapitation, separating the head from the torso, can they be completely destroyed.
Merely piercing the body, even if riddled with holes or destroying the heart, would not impede its ability to continue lively actions.
This is also why such corpse puppets are so troublesome.
"Brother Song!" Liu Yan’Er was startled by Song Changming’s sudden appearance.
"Elder Liu is very concerned about your safety," Song Changming said.
Liu Yan’Er immediately understood that it was Liu Dingsheng who sent Song Changming to ensure her safety.
Just as Liu Yan’Er was about to say more, a startled cry came from a pile of decaying corpses.
It was a member of the Corpse Refining Sect who, caught off guard, had his black-eyed corpse puppet instantly killed by Song Changming, and now he was heartbroken.
Every corpse puppet’s cultivation and creation are quite difficult.
Powerful corpse puppets are the treasures of Corpse Refining Sect members, extremely precious.
Now being somewhat killed by Song Changming, truth be told, it’s even more agonizing and heartbreaking than losing one’s parents.
Song Changming swung his saber once, his sword qi transforming into three wind dragons that swept through.
Swiftly clearing the rotting corpses, the Corpse Refining Sect member was also struck by the wind dragons, lying on the ground, coughing up blood incessantly.
"Do you recognize Fan the Ninth?" Song Changming approached and asked.
"No, I don’t know..." the Corpse Refining Sect member replied truthfully, perplexed.
As soon as the words fell, Song Changming raised his saber and killed him.
The Corpse Refining Sect members unaware of Fan the Ninth all deserve death!
"Brother Song, be careful!" Liu Yan’Er suddenly cried out in alarm.
Three seemingly more powerful black-eyed corpse puppets jumped down from high ground, encircling Song Changming.
"Such perfect top-grade materials!" From a small hill, a thin and short Corpse Refining Sect member gazed at Song Changming with gleaming eyes.
Excitedly gesturing wildly, as if discovering a gold mine.
"Fate, providence, the heavens want me to advance further!" The Corpse Refining Sect member babbled incoherently, laughing so hard that his spittle flowed.
This is why sects from the Outer Realm are often labeled as evil cults or demonic paths.
Firstly, because they often engage in inhuman practices like corpse refining, blood refining, wanton slaughter, and ruthless evil.
Secondly, among them, many seem to be demonized by their cultivation, becoming either extremely radical or madly violent, no longer normal humans.
Calling such individuals demons is very fitting.
Undoubtedly, the Corpse Refining Sect member before Song Changming is one of those driven insane by cultivation.
"Capture him, don’t damage his body, try to keep his corpse intact!" The Corpse Refining Sect member was seemingly wary of other members eyeing Song Changming and dared not delay long.
With a wave of his hand, three corpse puppets immediately moved, unarmed, to capture Song Changming.
Even among black-eyed corpse puppets, the difference in quality and combat power is quite evident.
These three corpse puppets were clearly stronger than the one Song Changming had just instantly killed, the speed of their attacks was on a different level.
He slashed out again, and wind attribute blade qi appeared.
Yet this time, his wind attribute blade qi failed to achieve results, being forcibly dispersed by the corpse puppet’s punch!
Though the corpse puppet’s arm and half of its body were injured by the blade qi, such wounds were trivial to the corpse puppet, and would quickly heal in moments.
"Is the Wind Dragon Divine Saber Technique’s power insufficient..."
Seeing this, Song Changming did not hesitate, changing his martial technique, extinguishing the wind around him as fire emerged, flames flickering while his Dragon Pattern Saber gradually became scorching hot.
He swept out another slash, powerful fire attribute blade qi driving the three corpse puppets back.
Taking another step forward, he exerted force for a heavy slash.
Fire God Saber Technique: Fire God Slash!
Buzz!
Amidst the burst of power, a fiery saber qi cut across twenty or thirty meters, plowing a scorched black fissure on the ground!
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