Demon Path Cultivator

  Ordinary people have souls, and when they die, their souls fall into the heavens and earth. Cultivators of Qi have souls that can be exercised after death to let them seize and transmigrate. Wang Guang saw this soul and without thinking, sprayed out a mouthful of green smoke wanting to wrap this soul into his own bag. These days he studied the technique of refining instruments, with the idea of using souls to increase the power of red copper sand, thus having the behavior of seizing people's souls.

  No sooner had the green smoke burst forth than Wang Guang felt a thunderclap rolling towards him from behind. At this point, who could still care about whether the green smoke had rolled up his soul? Letting out a strange cry, he used the red copper sand to protect himself and rushed wildly into the distance.

  "Who ambushed the poor Taoist?" After running for a while, he felt that the thunderous sound behind him didn't stop. He turned his head to look and saw a black smoke of over ten zhang in size rolling and chasing after him tightly. It was unknown what kind of thunder or magic this was, but every time the black smoke rolled a few times, it expanded a bit, releasing greater pressure.

  He shouted, but no one responded. Seeing the dark cloud chasing after him with increasing ferocity, he didn't dare to delay any further. With a wave of his hands, several dark thunderbolts flew out from his grasp and landed in the black smoke behind him.

  Only the muffled sounds continued, and with each burst of dark thunder, the black smoke shrank a little. After dozens of bursts of dark thunder, the black smoke finally dispersed. It was only then that Wang Guangcai discovered that the soul hovering in mid-air had vanished without a trace, and he didn't know whether it had been strangled by the black smoke or taken away by someone who had seized the opportunity.

  "Kill my friend, I will slaughter you today." Just as Wang Guang was pondering the soul's departure, a Qi-practicing warrior rushed out of the Daqi Imperial Camp.

  Only to see the Qi Gong master's face as red as dates, wearing a large red robe, with a red gourd on his back, red hair, red eyes and red beard, with sharp teeth protruding from his mouth. He let out a loud roar, with sparks flying out of his mouth and nose.

  A fire-scaled beast emerged, its body three to five zhang long, covered in dense scales, resembling an enlarged crocodile. The beast opened its mouth and roared, spewing flames filled with sulfuric fumes from its mouth, scorching the ground and turning rocks into glassy fragments, truly ferocious beyond compare.

  "Boundless Heaven Sect! In the midst of two armies clashing, it's inevitable that there will be casualties. Don't tell me you think only your friends are allowed to kill me, Poor Dao, but I'm not allowed to kill your friends?" Wang Guang said with a cold smile.

  "Fine! You killed my friend, I'll kill you!" The red-robed practitioner gritted his teeth and said.

  Wang Guang saw that he could no longer speak and waved his hand to cast the Red Copper Sand, wanting to grind the opponent into a meat paste.

  The red-robed cultivator had long been prepared, and with a single stomp of his foot, the Fire Scale Beast spewed out a flame over ten feet long that struck the Red Copper Sand. Although it didn't shatter the sand, it did block its path for an instant. By the time Wang Guang's Red Copper Sand ground down the flames, the red-robed cultivator had already readied his next move.

  The Taoist pulled down the gourd and opened its mouth, only to see a wisp of red smoke drilling out from inside the gourd.

  The red smoke spread and enveloped the Red Robe Daoist in an instant, covering an area of several dozen square meters. The red smoke churned and when Wang Guang's millstone came down, over a hundred men, each more than two meters tall, suddenly emerged from the red smoke.

  These men had a belt made of unknown animal skin around their waists, with countless red flower patterns drawn on their bodies. Their heads were bald and shiny, their eyes were dull and stupid, flames spewed from their mouths, and their fingernails were over an inch long, with sparks bursting out from the tips of their fingers.

  These men saw the millstone coming down and suddenly let out a burst of strange cries. One by one, they opened their mouths and spewed out a stream of flames. The flames converged in mid-air and transformed into a giant fire crow, three to five zhang in size. The fire crow cawed loudly, completely unafraid of the copper sand millstone, and directly flew up to block its path.

  "Symbol soldiers!" Wang Guang exclaimed in surprise, he had never thought that the cultivator he was facing would actually have real symbol soldiers. For a moment, he didn't dare to slack off, his hands moved swiftly, and three to five dark thunderbolts suddenly fell from the sky, smashing down on the symbol soldiers.

  Although these puppet soldiers have lost their sanity, after being trained by Hongpao Dao Ren, they possess a strong combat consciousness.

  Dozens of soldiers waved their hands, and flames over a foot long flew out from their fingernails. These flames gathered together in the air, coalescing into a giant python that shook its head and swallowed three to five dark thunders.

  After seeing the Fire Snake swallow his Dark Thunder, Wang Guang's heart felt unwell. "Infinite Heaven Venerable! Do you really think my Dark Thunder is candy? Let me see how many you can eat."

  After injecting mana into the millstone, this guy rubbed his hands together and threw out dozens of dark thunders.

  The fire snake was extremely agile, and as soon as the dark thunder fell, it swallowed it. After dozens of dark thunders were thrown, the fire snake shrunk to half its size. Just when Wang Guang thought that throwing a few more dark thunders would settle this fire snake, unexpectedly the fire snake let out another belch, and the symbol soldiers below raised their hands to cast out flames to merge with it, instantly causing the fire snake to swell back to its original size once again.

  "Good move." Wang Guang saw Huo She recover, not only was he not terrified, but instead burst out laughing. The divine ability of the Golden Claw was unleashed, a layer of golden light enveloped his hands, and with this, he swung his golden giant hand downwards towards the red-robed Taoist's head.

  "Your means are not enough." The red-robed Taoist looked at Wang Guang with disdain and shouted.

  Only to see this Taoist stretch out his hand and point at the surrounding talisman soldiers, all of whom sat down cross-legged, instantly a flame tongue drilled out from the top of their heads, these flame tongues condensed into an even larger fire crow, on which a seven or eight zhang long fire snake was entwined.

  Flames soared into the sky, burning the dry land into a crystal-like state, with sand and rocks melting, and thick smoke billowing, leaving Wang Guang's hands busy and his feet in disarray.

  The red-robed Taoist jumped onto the head of the fire crow and somehow produced a long banner, which was entirely crimson. As he waved the banner, countless flames suddenly burst forth from thin air. For a moment, the two fire crows, nourished by the flames, appeared even more ferocious.

  Having dodged the flames that shot up into the sky, Wang Guang had already found a way to deal with this person in front of him.

  He pulled out eighteen iron flags from the treasure bag, and these eighteen iron flags swelled in the wind. By the time Wang Guang inserted them into the ground one by one, they had already swollen to three or five zhang high.

  Flames rolled in, and the fire crowed loudly. Every time it was about to hurt the iron flag, Wang Guang desperately sprayed out his magic power to block it.

  When the eighteen iron flags were set up, he didn't dare to slack off and directly activated the formation with a spell. In order to increase the power of the formation, he even forcibly extracted some Xigong golden energy from the red copper sand and injected it into the flag array, which made the power of the flag array increase somewhat.

  Eighteen iron flags fluttered in the wind, and strands of Xī Gēng golden energy emerged from the void. These Xī Gēng golden energies first flowed into the iron flags, and when the flags could no longer contain them, they seeped out thread by thread, wandering and gathering within the formation. This, in turn, slowly suppressed those flames.

  "You think you can stop my Fire Crow Flag soldiers with your flag array? Are you out of your mind?! Watch as I burn your trashy armor into powder!" The red-robed Taoist stood atop the Fire Crow's head, gnashing his teeth.

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable! Have you forgotten the saying that true gold is not afraid of fire refining? I'll take a look at how fierce your flames are today." Wang Guang's face was ferocious, and with a wave of his hands, he conjured up seven or eight dark thunderbolts, causing the flames in the arena to fly wildly. Meanwhile, he took advantage of the opportunity to gather some Western Golden Qi, condensing it into a four-armed ape that emerged from the shadows. The four-armed ape wielded knives, guns, clubs, and staffs, baring its teeth and emitting a series of deafening bell-like roars. If not for the flashing golden light, which showed no fear of being scorched by the flames, it would be easy to mistake this for a real four-armed ape.

  The newly formed four-armed ape did not attack the red-robed Taoist, but instead joined forces with the copper millstone to look for trouble with the fire crow. Unexpectedly, it had only taken a few steps in mid-air when it was swallowed by another fire snake wrapped around the fire crow.

  Wang Guang was enraged by this and unleashed a burst of Fa Li that shot onto the eighteen iron flags, causing them to absorb the Western Pure Golden Energy at an even faster rate.

  Would that red-robed Taoist allow Wang Guang to condense too much of the Western Qing's golden energy to suppress him? Thus, he wildly waved the red flag in his hand, and countless flames rose from the ground.

  The two men's struggle made the atmosphere in front of both armies tense and murderous.

  Only one red flag was seen shaking in the formation, flames suddenly rose into the air, and thick smoke billowed up to the sky. The fire crow cawed, the fire snake hissed, the talisman soldiers sat cross-legged within, each spewing out tongues of flame to support; one outside the formation spewed out his power, a golden aura burst forth from the void, an endless evil energy transformed into sword and spear. At first there were four-armed apes holding knives, guns, clubs, and staffs, later on, golden halberds and iron horses condensed, with arrows, flying axes, and flying hatchets. A hidden dark thunderbolt was concealed within, a pair of golden claws closely followed behind.

  This fight lasted for three to five hours without ending. The drumming arm was sore and had no strength, the trumpet cheek was swollen and couldn't make a sound; the cowhide war drum was beaten into rags, the thick and thin drumsticks were broken in two; the gold-plated horn had a cracked sound, and the wrapped trumpet clothes were wet and dripping.

  The general of the Great Qi Dynasty held a pastry and melon seeds to watch the fight, while the general of the Tianyu Dynasty lay on a rocking chair drinking tea. At first, several pairs of warriors hung their heads in defeat and dismounted their horses. I said a few words about the customs and scenery of the Great Qi Dynasty, and you talked about the courtesans of the Tianyu Dynasty. A warrior exclaimed with excitement, piled up yellow earth to prepare for a ritual, but unexpectedly there was no sandalwood or chicken head, so they had to give up reluctantly.

  The soldiers initially watched the fight with relish, but later, seeing no significant change, they became slack. The front-row soldiers used their eyes to condemn the enemy in front of them, while the back-row soldiers couldn't see anyone and could only lift their toes over the back of their heads to despise the people on the other side.

  There were soldiers who loudly cursed the enemy for killing their own family members, and there were also those who cursed the women in the enemy's household. However, as time went on, one by one they became hoarse and lazy, no longer shouting anything, but silently waiting for the two qigong masters to finish their fight.

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable! Fellow Daoist, why not admit defeat? I see your magical powers are almost exhausted. Are you still thinking of continuing to struggle?" Wang Guang had already put away the grinding wheel of Red Copper Sand Transformation and stood on a mass of Western Golden Qi, waving his whisk and pointing at the red-robed Daoist. "Humans have birth, aging, illness, and death; we cultivators are also not exempt from strife and death. The dead are already dead, and your venting here is useless. Why not call it quits on both sides and save each other some time? Look at the darkening sky - the soldiers are all famished and parched with thirst. How about we make an appointment to fight again tomorrow?"

  He then separated a wisp of Western Essence Golden Energy for the Red Robed Daoist to observe the outside situation.