While the Demon-refining Cauldron was rotating, it was also extracting a huge amount of essence from the corpses that were absorbed by the cauldron regardless of the consequences. This essence was only roughly refined, and a small part of it was refined into demonic qi, while the majority was only roughly refined before being directly thrown out of the cauldron. It should be known that only by refining into demonic qi could it truly become Sakra's own demonic qi.
This type of Demonic Qi could be quickly recovered even if it was depleted. But if it was not refined, then it was truly used up and could never be recovered. It was a complete exhaustion. At this time, Di Shitian did not care about this at all. He continued to extract Essence Qi from the corpses and into his body through the Demonic Vein.
The roaring Demonic Qi was directly poured into the pitch black blade in his hand without hesitation. The black blade was a magic tool. It was made from Millennium Black Iron and various materials from the Immortal Realm. It could be considered an upper middle grade magic tool. It was also a weapon. It was enough to be used by cultivators below the Core Formation stage.
Now, Sakra had unreservedly poured almost all of his demon primordial energy into the black blade. The blade of the black blade suddenly burst forth with an extremely intense black blade light. The blade trembled unceasingly, issuing a rapid blade cry. The sound of the blade was accompanied by a sorrowful whimper, as if it could feel that it was about to be destroyed.
"If anyone dares to stop me, then they will die."
There was only one thought in Sakra's mind, and that was to kill his way through the Heavenly Lake and into the karst cave behind the Heavenly Lake at all costs. Driven by this thought, he didn't reserve any of his Demonic Primordial Energy and poured it all into the black blade. Not only the Demonic Primordial Energy, but also the infinite sadness he emitted.
"Xiu!!"
When the power in the black knife reached a peak, it instantly flew out of his hand and turned into a black lightning bolt. It was like a meteor catching up with the moon. It appeared in front of the chest of the man playing the drum at an incredible speed.
"Dong!!"
The male Demonic Spirit also had the cold indifference to life that the other Demonic Spirits had. It was as if they were born to expel all invaders from the Zither Realm. As long as they could kill the enemy, even if they had to sacrifice their own lives, it was the same. Therefore, when they saw the black blade flying through the air.
The two drumsticks in the male demonic spirit's hands struck at the same time, heavily smashing the purple drum. Immediately, the two drumbeats seemed to merge into one, like a thunderous roar. Around the drum, a series of sonic booms exploded as the ferocious sound waves surged out in all directions like a tidal wave. More than half of the attack released by the drum was directed towards Di Shitian. a small part of it rushed towards the black blade. Obviously, it wanted to destroy the black blade as well.
"Hum!"
However, the Demonic Spirit's plan was obviously miscalculated. Some of the attacks that were directed towards Di Shitian were blocked by the Demonic Mist Blade. The rest were blocked by the Seven Sins Demonic Zither, which automatically protected its master. It released sound waves to block for a while, but it was still unable to completely block the terrifying sound waves from the drum. The sound waves were blasted back into the body, and only then did the real attack hit him. The strong Demonic Spirit's body trembled involuntarily. He spat out blood, and there were traces of flesh in the blood.
It was obvious that this drum had injured Di Shitian's lower back.
However, while it injured Di Shitian, the Demonic Spirit did not have it easy either. After the black blade collided with the terrifying power that exploded from the drum, its speed did not decrease at all. The blade emitted endless sadness and broke through the void in front of it. It was as if it was riding the wind and breaking the waves, and quickly arrived in front of the Demonic Spirit.
"Bang!"
After all, the black blade was only a slightly above mid-grade ritual implement. It was not a top-grade ritual implement that could be compared to a true ritual implement. It was also not a true ritual implement. The Demonic Qi and sadness that Di Shitian poured into the blade was almost unbearable for the black blade. At that time, it let out a terrifying cry. Now, it was under the attack of the drum.
When the black blade arrived in front of the Demonic Spirit, it had almost completed its mission. The blade could no longer hold on. With a loud bang, it was as if an atomic bomb had been thrown. The terrifying power contained in the blade suddenly exploded. The power of this explosion was not inferior to that of a Core Formation cultivator's self-destruction. In fact, it was even more terrifying.
The black blade shattered into countless pieces. Like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, it was incomparably sharp. It blasted into the bodies of all the Demonic Spirits nearby. Those that were slightly closer were immediately torn into pieces.
The drum-beating Daemon Soul was the first to bear the brunt of the explosion. He was completely enveloped by the power of the explosion. In the blink of an eye, over a hundred fragments landed on his body. These fragments contained the terrifying power of the explosion. When they landed on him, they basically cut through his body like tofu. Countless wounds immediately appeared on his body. Its entire body was like a tattered piece of clothing. Even half of its head was blown off in the explosion. This kind of injury was enough to kill it on the spot.
"Boom!"
With a crisp sound, countless cracks appeared on the Demonic Spirit's body. Its entire body was completely torn apart. It turned into wisps of Spiritual Qi. Like swallows returning to their nest, it merged into the purple drum.
It was not only the Demonic Spirit. The two Demonic Spirits beside it, one holding a pipa and the other a Guqin, were also in trouble. Wounds appeared on their bodies.
"Guqin, I need to find Guqin!"
The demonic spirits that were blocking in front of him were all destroyed, and the trace of clarity in the Sakra's eyes became even weaker. Without even thinking, his body quickly rushed forward, and at the same time, as if by instinct, he kept all the weapon embryos along the way into his storage bag. Moreover, it did not affect his speed in the slightest. Countless afterimages appeared behind him as he rushed straight into the karst cave behind the heavenly lake.
"Haha, this feels good. Kill!"
Wu Wudi looked up to the sky and laughed, his heroic spirit rising. Seeing that Sakra had forcefully opened a path, his eyes couldn't help but brighten. He rushed towards the group of spirits and unleashed all kinds of powerful martial skills without holding back, entangling the female spirit with the zither on the spot. At this moment, the others didn't hesitate at all and unleashed all kinds of trump cards one after another.
Shui Wuhen continuously fanned the Mountain and River Fan in her hand. From time to time, a torrential river would roll over. From time to time, a divine mountain would fall. All kinds of attacks were used in the Mountain and River Fan. It could be said to be an incredible treasure. A Dharma treasure. This was a real Dharma treasure. Moreover, it definitely had a history.
Lu Ziling's sword radiance constantly slashed down, exploding with sharp Sword Will and destroying the Demonic Spirits one after another.
However, these Demonic Spirits were all unafraid of death. Under the crazy counterattack, more than a hundred of the two hundred Cultivators fell in a short period of time. Even Wu Wudi and the others had wounds of different sizes on their bodies.
Di Shitian used the destructive power of the self-explosion to kill the three strongest Demonic Spirits and lightly injure the two female Demonic Spirits. At that moment, none of the Demonic Spirits could stop him. He stepped on the water like a flickering shadow, exuding a strong sense of sorrow. In an instant, he passed through the obstruction of the remaining two strongest Demonic Spirits and crossed the Heavenly Lake in one fell swoop.
The pitch-black karst cave fell into his eyes clearly.
"Enter the cave, enter the cave, I must enter the cave."
Seeing the karst cave, Di Shitian's eyes, which were gradually covered by sorrow, suddenly flashed with a trace of clarity. Without hesitation, he rushed into the cave. The entrance of the karst cave looked like the mouth of a ferocious beast, as if it would swallow people at any time. The entire entrance seemed to be covered by a thin layer of black gauze. It made it impossible for people to see through the black gauze and see what was inside.
"Whoosh … whoosh!!"
Bursts of strange wind howling came from the cave. It sounded even more eerie. The people who heard it could not help but feel a sense of fear in their hearts. There was a sinister aura in the cave. The howling of the wind was like the breathing of some ferocious beast. Anyone who stood at the entrance of the cave would hesitate for a moment. They would carefully weigh the pros and cons.
However, Di Shitian did not. As soon as he came to the entrance of the cave, he did not hesitate at all. His figure passed through the black gauze in front of the cave like lightning and rushed in. The black gauze at the entrance of the cave did not dissipate because someone passed through it. It rolled gently a few times and then recovered.
It looked as if no one had passed through it at all. It was very strange.
After entering the cave, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. It was not pitch-black like the entrance of the cave. Instead, this karst cave was made of some unknown material. The surrounding stones emitted faint blue light. This light was naturally emitted from the surrounding stone walls. The blue light flickered and illuminated the things in the cave very clearly. As long as people with a little cultivation entered this place, they would be able to see the things around clearly.
In front of him was not a straight passage, but a series of nine forks. Every single one of these nine forks looked almost the same, and it was hard to tell what was different about them.
The auras that they emanated were identical to one another, making it hard for one to tell which path they should take. Even the sharpest of minds would have to think twice before making a decision.
However, Sakra seemed to have sensed something. After he entered, his figure still didn't stop as he skimmed into one of the forks.
His speed was not slow in the first place, and in this strange sad state, he was several times faster than usual. If someone was here, they would only see a black shadow flash and then disappear.
This karst cave was very strange. Gusts of mysterious wind blew out of the cave from time to time, making terrifying roars. Moreover, there were many forks in the karst cave. At the end of every fork, there would be several similar forks. Such forks were almost endless. It was like a huge maze. If they didn't know the specific path, they might wander around here for years, decades, or even centuries without finding anything.
Although there weren't any dangerous ferocious beasts or demonic spirits inside, a maze like this could trap a person until their lifespan ran out and they died. That kind of boundless loneliness was even more torturous.
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