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Chapter 186 Retreat? That word doesn't exist in my dictionary!
The aftershocks of the exploding alchemy furnace spread slowly throughout the bronze hall like ripples of death, leaving behind a mess and a scorching heat.

Because Chi Yang Dan Shi, Wen Ji Tong, and Ning San Cai were too close to the center of the explosion, they were still severely hit by the edge of the violent energy despite their rapid retreat at the last moment.

"puff!"

The Red Sun Alchemist was the first to be affected. Already mentally and physically damaged by the failed alchemy attempt, this further blow caused him to cough up blood, which he could no longer suppress.

He suddenly exhaled, his breath instantly weakened, and he slumped to the ground, his eyes somewhat unfocused.

At this moment, although he wanted to settle accounts with the old man in black robes, he was powerless to do so.

Wen Jitong and Ning Sancai, who were protecting Master Chiyang, were also in bad shape. Although they used their spiritual power to protect themselves, they were still seriously injured.

Both men were dressed in tattered clothes, with burns and cuts from bronze fragments from the exploding alchemy furnace. Blood trickled from their mouths, their blood and qi were churning, and their spiritual energy was in disarray. They barely managed to stay upright by leaning on their swords, having already lost most of their fighting ability.

The main hall was in chaos, and the smoke and dust had not yet completely settled.

Just now.

The culprit behind this furnace explosion, the old man in the gray robe, suddenly flashed a cunning and ruthless glint in his eyes!

Seeing that both Master Chiyang and his two fellow disciples, Wen Jitong, had suffered serious injuries, he knew that this was the best time to make a move!
He then flicked his hands like a ghost within his wide sleeves.

Two strands of black demonic energy, as thin as hair yet condensed into a substantial form, shot out silently, their target the two Foundation Establishment cultivators who had previously chosen to "protect" him and were now facing away from him, completely unprepared for his presence!

"Uh!"

"what!"

Two short, painful groans rang out almost simultaneously!

The two Foundation Establishment cultivators froze abruptly, their pupils instantly filled with an eerie blackness, and expressions of struggle and pain appeared on their faces.

But this state lasted only a moment before vanishing completely, replaced by a numb, lifeless stillness and stagnation.

Faint black magic patterns flashed across their bodies.

In the blink of an eye, these two early Foundation Establishment cultivators were temporarily controlled by the gray-robed elder using the Netherworld Demon Sect's secret techniques, becoming puppets who only obeyed his orders!
"The Netherworld Mind Control Spell! You...you're from the Netherworld Demon Sect?"

The slumped-to-the-ground alchemist, recuperating, happened to witness this horrifying scene. Having traveled extensively throughout the various states of Dali, he...

He immediately recognized from the sinister and eerie manipulation techniques of the black-robed old man that this was the signature method of the most notorious and evil-ridden demonic sect in Nanzhou.

Seeing that his identity had been exposed, the gray-robed old man was not panicked at all. Instead, he let out a hoarse and cold "heh heh" laugh, like the cry of an owl, which sent chills down one's spine.

He simply couldn't be bothered with the exhausted Chiyang Alchemist.

Instead, he finally fixed his murky, greedy gaze directly on Luo Qianning, who was still steadily guarding the alchemy furnace.

"Go! Seize that brat for me!"

The black-robed old man pointed his withered finger in the air in Luo Qianning's direction and gave orders to the two Foundation Establishment cultivators in front of him who were under his control.

The two Foundation Establishment cultivators had empty eyes and expressionless faces, but their bodies began to surge with spiritual power aroused by demonic energy, carrying an evil aura. Like two puppets on strings, they took stiff but firm steps and approached Luo Qianning step by step!

The old man in the black robe had a clear goal.

That would be to take advantage of the moment when the three alchemists of Chiyang were seriously injured by him, seize the opportunity to capture Luo Qianning, and then use the Netherworld Demon Art to possess her supreme alchemy talent!

With his unparalleled talent in alchemy, he will surely go further on the path of alchemy.

He will forge his own unique path of body possession and alchemy!

unprecedented!
Seeing the two controlled Foundation Establishment cultivators approaching step by step, emanating a chilling demonic aura, Luo Qianning, who had been completely focused on refining pills, couldn't help but break out in a fine sweat on his forehead, but his hands controlling the fire remained steady.

Simply because he believed in the person who was protecting him!
Just as the two puppet cultivators were about to step into the attack range...

"Buzz!"

A surge of scorching, powerful, and intensely burning blood energy erupted!

Meng Yanqing, who had been silently guarding her side like a mountain, took a step forward and stood alone between the two Foundation Establishment puppets and Luo Qianning!
Meng Yanqing stood tall and straight. Although there was still a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were sharp as knives. A faint golden aura of blood flowed around her, which forced back the cold demonic energy that was spreading over her.

"Ok?"

The old man in black robes frowned, clearly not expecting this body cultivator to dare to stand up and obstruct him at this moment.

The old man in black robes spoke in a hoarse voice, carrying a condescending threat and disdain: "Young man, I take pity on your hard work in cultivation. If you don't want to die here, then step aside. I may spare your life out of mercy."

"Otherwise, just die!"

There was a pause.

The black-robed elder's words thereafter revealed no concealment of his murderous intent.

"A mere trashy body cultivator dares to obstruct me? He's courting death!"

Faced with this blatant threat of death.

Meng Yanqing did not answer, but he showed his attitude through his actions.
Instead of retreating, he advanced!

He showed no fear or retreat despite the presence of the two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators in front of him.

Instead, he took a step forward, and the bronze ground beneath his feet emitted a dull thud. His blood and qi surged as if they had been thrown into boiling oil.

That scorching, masculine aura stood in stark contrast to the chilling demonic energy emanating from the two puppet cultivators!

"Fine! Fine! Since you insist on playing the hero, then I'll kill you first!"

Meng Yanqing's tough stance thoroughly angered the old man in black robes.

next moment.

A fierce glint appeared in his eyes, and an idea immediately formed in my mind!
The two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators who were being controlled acted like killing machines that had received orders. Their empty eyes instantly locked onto Meng Yanqing, and their demonic energy surged.

One from the left and one from the right, like two black lightning bolts, they pounced fiercely!

One person pointed his fingers like a sword, the tip of his finger gathering a corrosive, dark demonic light, aiming straight for Meng Yanqing's throat.

The other man's fist whistled through the air, swirling with demonic energy, and slammed powerfully into his chest!
The offensive was ruthless, the teamwork was perfect, and it was a desperate killing move!
In the eyes of the old man in black robes, Meng Yanqing was just a useless body cultivator in an era where the path of body cultivation was almost extinct.

Even with a strong physical body, it couldn't withstand the attack of two Foundation Establishment stage puppets that were empowered by demonic energy and felt no pain for more than a few breaths!

He could even picture Meng Yanqing being torn to pieces by the two of them on the spot.

only.

What follows will redefine the black-robed elder's understanding of body cultivation.

Faced with the deadly attack of two mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators, Meng Yanqing's eyes remained frighteningly calm.

(End of this chapter)