This red-robed figure was a demonic disciple of the Netherworld.
There were many races in the Netherworld Realm, and each of them had their own sects and forces. Among them, there were also races that looked like humans. Compared to other types of demons, the humanoid demons had higher intelligence.
This bearded demonic disciple wearing pink clothes was a member of one of the human-shaped forces of the Netherworld Realm.
Earlier, when the lustrous scholar was fighting against that demon of the Tribulation Transcender-rank, all kinds of demons in the vicinity died in the aftermath of their battle. Among them were a large number of red-robed demonic disciples of the Netherworld.
Actually, back when Song Shuhang was on the mysterious island, he had killed three of these demonic disciples of the Netherworld. It was just that he had lost the memories of that time.
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The passage at the bottom of the ancient well expanded, and the demonic disciple of the Netherworld found it and squeezed his way through it.
As soon as he came out, he sensed a disgusting aura. It was the aura of buddhist techniques, as well as the aura of light of virtue.
His gaze swept past the disciples of the Faraway Wandering Temple in the Jingang Immortal Cave. Among cultivators, he hated baldies the most, as their attributes were the opposite. Moreover, all of them were at the Fourth Stage Realm, and they were quite tough.
Next, his gaze fell on Song Shuhang, who was standing at the entrance. Although he wasn't a baldy, he was protected by a thick layer of light of virtue, which made him even more disgusting than a big monk.
More importantly, this guy with waist-length hair was only at the Third Stage Realm. Moreover, he was standing at the entrance, blocking its path of escape!
At this time, it would be letting down the Netherworld Realm if it didn't crush this youngster with waist-length hair to death!
Thereupon, the demonic disciple of the Netherworld sneered and raised his hands. More black sludge of the Netherworld gushed out of the ancient well, spreading to every corner of the Jingang Immortal Cave.
For a time, the disciples of the Faraway Wandering Temple were exhausted from resisting.
Taking advantage of this time, the demonic disciple of the Netherworld quickly rushed toward Song Shuhang. He took out a copper stick and waved it at Song Shuhang. "Die!"
The language it spoke was not any human language, but it was able to make people understand its words through the diffusion of its mental power.
A demon of the Netherworld of the Third Stage. Song Shuhang had also seen through the Evil Devil's realm.
Although they were both in the Third Stage, the other party was able to draw upon the filthy energy of the Nine Underworlds in the ancient well to strengthen himself, making his battle prowess comparable to that of a Fourth Stage cultivator.
If they didn't have the ability to restrain the filthy energy of the Netherworld, even a Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor wouldn't be willing to fight with it, lest they get contaminated by the energy of the Netherworld.
With the support of the Netherworld energy, the speed of the Netherworld disciple was extremely fast. Song Shuhang could only see a series of afterimages.
Eye Aperture Talent! Song Shuhang activated his Eye Aperture's innate talent, the one he called 'Expert Vision'.
In an instant, the speed of the demonic disciple of the Netherworld slowed down in Song Shuhang's eyes, just like the bullet time of the Matrix. Originally, he could only see his afterimage, but now, in Shuhang's eyes, he was even slower than an ordinary person.
Under the effect of the [Eye Aperture Talent], Song Shuhang saw at least six flaws on this Nine Serenities Demon disciple!
Among them, the one at the waist was the biggest.
Song Shuhang slowly took out Venerable White's sword, Meteor Sword, from his waist and operated the 'Thirty-Three Divine Beasts' Innate True Liquid 'inside his body.
He was going to use the only sword technique he had learned, the [Holy Light Sword Technique]. This sword technique was similar to buddhist techniques, and it had the ability to restrain filthy energy.
Shuhang silently said in his heart, [Holy Light, that demonic disciple is worth fighting!]
Although the strength of the sword technique would increase a lot if he were to read it out loud in front of everyone, it would still be very shameful. Perhaps that foreign disciple of his, Joseph, would really like the feeling of reading out the sword technique?
[Holy Light Sword Technique — Evil Slaying Holy Light Sword!]
The figure of the demonic disciple of the Netherworld was getting closer and closer.
A pure and holy white light appeared on the surface of Meteor Sword. Song Shuhang used the [Virtuous Man's Ten Thousand Mile Walk] footwork and met the demonic disciple of the Netherworld head-on.
Just as the two sides were about to come into contact, Song Shuhang suddenly twisted his body. The [Virtuous Man's Ten Thousand Mile Walk] footwork allowed him to easily dodge the rod of the demonic disciple of the Netherworld.
At the same time, Song Shuhang slightly bent his body like a bow and erupted with strength! He held Meteor Sword with both hands and used the [Evil Slaying Holy Light Sword Technique] to slash toward the demonic disciple's biggest weak point, the waist.
"Ahahaha, idiot! Do you think that's my weak point? That's where my strongest defense is. You're dead for sure! "The demonic disciple grinned fiendishly.
It wasn't afraid of Song Shuhang's sword slashing toward its waist in the slightest. A thick layer of dragon scales appeared on its body out of thin air, and the dragon scales on its waist were the thickest.
[I'm Cave Lord Dragon's most beloved disciple, and my body is protected by Cave Lord Dragon's defensive power. How could the sword of a trifling cultivator of the Third Stage like you be able to break through it?] The demonic disciple grinned fiendishly. Then, it twisted its body and swung its copper cudgel, smashing toward Song Shuhang's back.
But right at this time … Meteor Sword slashed toward its waist, and the edge of the sword collided with the dragon scales.
Song Shuhang faintly smiled. [My strongest defense?]
Meteor Sword slashed horizontally.
In the next moment, the dragon scales that the demonic disciple of the Netherworld was so proud of were cut apart like a thin piece of paper. Meteor Sword's momentum didn't decrease in the slightest, and it cut open the body of the demonic disciple of the Netherworld as easily as if it was cutting tofu.
The white sword qi of the [Holy Light Sword Technique] cut into the body of the demonic disciple of the Netherworld. The sword qi exploded inside its body, piercing out from all parts of its body!
"Aaaaah … how is this possible …" the demonic disciple of the Netherworld screamed in pain.
Its body was cut in half, but no blood flowed out. It was because all of its blood had been purified by the power of the holy light.
Song Shuhang casually shook Meteor Sword.
After all, it was Senior White's sword. It would be a joke if the sword of a Seventh Stage Venerable couldn't even cut open the body of a demonic disciple of the Third Stage.
Even if he didn't use Venerable White's sword, Song Shuhang could still cut open the body of the demonic disciple of the Netherworld by using the treasured saber Broken Tyrant. After all, his treasured saber Broken Tyrant could also cut open the flesh and blood of cultivators of the Fourth Stage. It was just that without the support of the [Holy Light Sword Technique], it would be a bit troublesome to cut open the body of the demonic disciple of the Netherworld, and he wouldn't be able to kill it with a single blow.
In addition, the layer of dragon scales that had appeared on the body of the demonic disciple of the Netherworld seemed to have already surpassed the level of cultivators of the Fourth Stage.
"Aaaaah! You actually dared to kill me!" the demonic disciple of the Netherworld said in a shrill voice. Just as it was speaking, it used the last bit of its strength to activate one of its innate skills.
After activating this innate skill, its body disappeared without a trace. It was an invisibility skill. A layer of ghostly mist that human cultivators couldn't see appeared next to its body, and the hands of the demonic disciple of the Netherworld turned into withered claws.
However, it couldn't escape at this time even if it was invisible. The power of the holy light that was continuously shooting out of its body betrayed its whereabouts.
What was it planning to do?
"I curse you! In the name of a disciple of the Netherworld Realm, I curse you! I curse you with all the filth of the Netherworld Realm, and I curse you to fall into the Netherworld forever!" the demonic disciple of the Netherworld called out in a hoarse voice.
Cursed Runes condensed from the ghostly mist covering its body and headed toward Song Shuhang.
This was an innate skill of the humanoid creatures of the Netherworld Realm. If they were killed while shrouded in ghostly mist, they could use this innate skill of curses. The higher the cultivation of the target, the stronger the power of the curse would be.
After seeing this curse, Song Shuhang felt his heart ache. If only his Reiki was still here. Due to the mutation of his body, his Reiki could swallow resentful ghosts and even curses to increase his strength. If his Reiki were still here, he would be able to swallow this curse in one gulp.
Of course, he wasn't afraid of such a low-level curse at the moment.
Song Shuhang punched out and used the [Demon Subduing Buddhist Fist Technique One]!
The power of the light of virtue transformed into a three-meter-tall golden giant that covered his whole body. Then, it punched out.
"Boom!"
Buddhist chants echoed in the air, as well as the cry of a huge whale. This whale's cry … was already showing signs of changing into the cry of a dragon.
The [Demon Subduing Buddhist Fist Technique] collided with the black cursed Runes, shattering them to pieces.
The [Demon Subduing Buddhist Fist Technique] could subdue monsters and demons, and it could also directly destroy these low-level curses.
"Aaaaah, dammit, dammit!" The demonic disciple of the Netherworld revealed its body, unable to counterattack.
Amidst its resentful screams, the aura of its body gradually dissipated, and it finally died.
Behind Song Shuhang, Daoist Priest Horizon put away his sword and faintly smiled at Song Shuhang.
Yu Jiaojiao also canceled a defensive technique.
Su Clan's Shiliu put away his small knife. Song Shuhang was no longer that rookie cultivator that had just become a cultivator.
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At this time, Song Shuhang was sizing up the corpse of the demonic disciple of the Netherworld. He felt that this guy was very similar to a resentful ghost.
Therefore, he came up with the idea of 'soul ferrying'.
Should he try to do it?
In that case, he might as well do it. After all, soul ferrying didn't cost him anything.
Thereupon, Song Shuhang joined his palms together and silently chanted the Ksitigarbha's Soul Ferrying Scripture. Then, he pointed at the corpse of the demonic disciple of the Netherworld with his right hand, using the soul ferrying technique.
The surrounding disciples of the Faraway Wandering Temple looked at Song Shuhang in surprise. The demons of the Netherworld could also be ferried?
As it turned out … the demons of the Netherworld weren't resentful ghosts.
This thing couldn't be sent to the afterlife.
But when Song Shuhang ferried the souls of the demonic disciple of the Netherworld, he seemed to have activated a mental brand on its body.
In the next moment, the projection of a black dragon appeared from the corpse of the demonic disciple of the Netherworld.
It was a lifelike 3D projection.
This was … a muscular Eastern dragon.
An eastern dragon that should have been slender and elegant had become short and strong at this time. Moreover, it was a bit deformed, with only two front claws.
What was this thing? Song Shuhang became vigilant.
Why did the projection of this muscular dragon appear after he used the Ksitigarbha's Soul Ferrying Scripture to perform the soul ferrying technique?
But right at this time, the eyes of the deformed muscular dragon, which were as big as lanterns, stared at Song Shuhang and roared, "Evil survivor of the Jingang Temple, I've found you!"
Evil survivor of the Jingang Temple?
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