Immortality and Cultivation: Starting with Improved Spirit Rice

Chapter 96 First Encounter with Dao Soldiers, Overwhelming Them

Seeing Qi Chong appear out of nowhere, the demonic cultivators all showed a hint of surprise on their faces.

Zhao Chengan, Luo Qingyi, and the others all breathed a sigh of relief, their extremely tense nerves finally relaxing.

The young man holding the folding fan made of human skin was named Xue Yushu, and he had a nickname "Confucian Demon" in Hunyuan Cave.

He squinted, looked Qi Zhong up and down a few times, and then glanced at the three dead heads in the other's hand. Instead of showing any sadness, he grinned excitedly.

"A true disciple of Tongming Mountain?"

Xue Yushu shook the folding fan in his hand and chuckled sinisterly, "I never expected that such a fat fish would be hiding in this muddy water."

Qi Chong raised an eyebrow and casually tossed the three heads in his hand to the ground, making several dull thuds.

He patted the blood off his hands, grinned, and said, "If you know what's good for you, now that you've seen me, why don't you kneel down and surrender?"

"Ha ha!"

The hunchbacked old woman carrying the earthenware urn, nicknamed "Ghost Granny," had a vicious expression on her face and said in a sinister tone, "Boy, you've got quite the nerve."

"But you're just one person. Before your true spirit is exhausted, you might not be able to kill all of us."

"With so many of us, even if it costs us lives, we'll pile you up here and kill you."

The words fell.

Several demonic cultivators made their moves almost simultaneously.

The old hag slammed the earthenware jar in her arms onto the ground. The sealing talisman shattered, and countless tiny black poisonous insects, no bigger than pinheads, surged out and spread wildly towards Qi Zhong.

Xue Yushu slammed the folding fan shut and then suddenly unfolded it again.

Hundreds upon hundreds of poisonous needles, gleaming with an eerie green light, rained down on Qi Zhong like a sudden downpour.

Meanwhile, the red-clad female cultivator Yan San Niang once again summoned that scarlet flying shuttle magic weapon, transforming into a blur as she insidiously stabbed towards Qi Zhong's vulnerable back of the head.

The remaining two, the boy carrying the skeleton and the burly man with the deformed hand, let out a roar in unison.

Their bodies swelled and deformed at a visible speed, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression. One was shrouded in the aura of death, completely transformed into a grotesque living corpse, while the other's deformed arm was covered with a large number of stark white barbs.

The moment they made their move, it was with the force of a fatal blow, even making Zhao Cheng'an, who was standing nearby, break out in a cold sweat.

But Qi Zhong was not afraid at all.

"sucker Punch."

"Your worthless lives dare to be compared to mine?"

He sneered and took a step forward.

boom.

A terrifying pressure was released from him without warning.

At the same time, accompanied by a loud and rapid series of metal snapping sounds, Qi Zhong's body began to expand rapidly.

First, a thick layer of armor, gleaming with a dark magnetic light, covered his entire body.

Immediately afterwards, a huge shield appeared in his left hand, while his right hand was covered by a heavy gauntlet bound by chains.

He donned a ferocious beast-patterned mask, and in an instant, he transformed into a primordial beast.

A terrifying aura field spread outwards, even distorting the surrounding air into visible ripples.

Upon seeing this, Luo Qingyi's pupils suddenly contracted.

"This is—a Dao soldier!"

Her voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"There's no mistake, this is definitely a Dao soldier. Thank goodness, we're saved!"

The series of unexpected events had put Luo Qingyi under immense pressure, and now that pressure was suddenly released, she was losing control of her emotions and grabbed Zhao Chengan's arm tightly.

Zhao Cheng'an felt a sharp pain; Luo Qingyi's fingernails were almost digging into his flesh.

"Gently, gently—" Zhao Cheng'an grimaced, but his heart was filled with curiosity.

So this is what is known as the Taoist soldier.

He had heard this name countless times in books and from other people, but this was the first time he had ever seen it in person.

"However, Qi Chong and these demonic cultivators are clearly at the same cultivation level. Can he really turn defeat into victory simply by relying on his Dao weapon equipment?"

The answer is yes!

boom!

Qi Zhong's foot landed heavily on the ground.

An invisible pressure instantly spread outwards.

This is a Taoist military technique, a primordial magnetic realm.

In an instant, the gravity within a radius of several feet around him suddenly increased several times, forming a huge magnetic swamp-like swamp.

The black venomous insects that had been crawling forward menacingly exploded one after another like firecrackers under the sudden increase in gravity, turning into a pool of black filth.

The barrage of poisonous needles that came flying at him, along with the crimson shuttle that attacked from behind, were all easily blocked by the huge shield in his left hand.

Xue Yushu and Yan Sanniang had a sudden thought and subconsciously wanted to retrieve their magical artifacts.

The next moment, their expressions suddenly changed.

The poison needles and the flying shuttle were firmly held in place by some invisible force on the shield. No matter how they tried to activate their divine sense, they remained motionless and lost control.

Seeing the stiff and unpleasant expressions on their faces, Qi Chong let out a hearty laugh through his beast-patterned mask: "Is that all you've got?"

"It seems you haven't made any progress while hiding in the restricted area all this time."

He moved his right arm, which was wrapped in chains, and the arm armor made a clicking sound.

"Then don't blame me for being impolite next."

As soon as these words were spoken, the demonic cultivators present, regardless of their cultivation level, felt a strong sense of crisis that sent chills down their spines.

However, Qi Zhong gave them no time to react at all.

His imposing body suddenly transformed into a dazzling, winding bolt of lightning, vanishing from the spot.

At this moment, the boy carrying the corpse had completely undergone the mutation, transforming into a muscular giant over three meters tall, surrounded by corpse energy, and his body was covered with hideous stitching marks, as if he had been forcibly pieced together from countless corpses.

But this incredibly strong physique did not bring him any sense of security whatsoever.

Instead, an overwhelming sense of crisis suddenly exploded deep within his consciousness.

He tried to dodge, but it was too late.

All he could see was a blinding bolt of lightning winding its way towards him.

Boom!

Lightning exploded on his chest, and everything went completely white in an instant.

"—I'm still alive?"

The boy carrying the corpse stood frozen in place, slowly lowering his head to look at his perfectly intact hands, his face filled with disbelief and bewilderment.

However, the look in his companions' eyes was filled with undisguised terror.

"you----"

Only then did the boy belatedly realize that something was wrong.

He looked down.

A huge hole, both front and back, had been ripped open in his broad chest, and the heart that should have been beating inside was nowhere to be found.

And behind him.

The heart that was still pounding was being held tightly in Qi Zhong's hand.

Qi Zhong applied a little force with his five fingers.

puff.

The heart, like an overripe fruit, was crushed and burst open, and dark red blood flowed down between his fingers.

Everyone present held their breath.

The demonic cultivator who had previously cornered Zhao Cheng'an and Luo Qingyi was now completely outmatched by Qi Zhong, unable to even last a single exchange before being instantly killed.

"The second one!"

This was the might of a Dao soldier; the strength and oppressive aura that Qi Zhong displayed were truly overwhelming. At this moment, his aura glowed red, like a butcher wielding his knife in a market, completely disregarding the few demonic cultivators before him.

It's as if they are nothing more than pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

His gaze finally settled on the middle-aged man with the deformed arm.

The burly man flew into a rage, his muscles bulging.

"Little brat, do you really think I'm a pushover you can just bully?"

However, Qi Zhong ignored everything, his body swayed, and he threw a punch forward.

The two men's fists collided in mid-air.

The terrifying force exploded between the two like a cannonball, creating a visible shockwave that dispersed all the surrounding poisonous miasma.

Qi Zhong's imposing figure, clad in armor, remained completely still.

The burly man's deformed arm, forged using secret methods and tempered with countless poisonous insects and herbs, began to shatter inch by inch from the fist under the crushing force.

Bones shattered, and blood and flesh splattered.

The burly man's face still bore the look of disbelief and terror.

"Die!"

Qi Chong laughed heartily, then swung the giant shield in his other hand and slammed it down hard.

boom.

That square head, like an overripe fruit, was smashed to pieces.

"The third one."

Qi Chong turned around and strode towards the red-clad female cultivator, Yan San Niang.

Yan San Niang's expression suddenly changed. Her cheeks puffed out, and she opened her mouth to spew out a large cloud of thick, purplish-red poisonous mist, which instantly enveloped the approaching Qi Zhong.

Qi Zhong's burly body suddenly stiffened in the poisonous fog, as if he had been hit.

Upon seeing this, Yan San Niang burst into shrill laughter.

"Haha, my Heart-Burning Bone-Corroding Mist is made by using my own hundred-year-old corpse poison as a catalyst, mixed with forty-nine kinds of highly poisonous spiritual herbs."

"As long as you're still in the Qi Refining stage, as long as you're still human, you'll be reduced to a puddle of pus right here and now!" She looked triumphantly at the stiff figure standing in the mist. "Did you really think that just because you have this fancy Dao Soldier outfit, you're invincible? How laughable!"

However, she hadn't finished speaking.

Within the poisonous fog, the frozen silhouette suddenly opened its mouth.

call.

Qi Zhong was like a giant exhaust fan, suddenly taking in a deep breath.

All the purplish-red poisonous miasma surrounding him was absorbed into his body as if all rivers were flowing into the sea.

What's even more chilling is that Qi Zhong's face didn't show the slightest pain or discomfort; instead, it carried a hint of pleasure.

His gaze sharpened, and he smiled as he spoke, "Perhaps, but I am indeed no longer a complete human. I have the bloodline of the Ironclad Dragon Beast fused within me. Humans are the spirits of heaven and earth, while dragons are the kings of all demons."

"Although this armored dragon beast only has a thin layer of dragon blood in its veins, it's enough to give me a body that's immune to all poisons. Your poisonous mist is like a cigarette after a meal to me."

"Also, fairy, your tone is quite pleasant. Thank you for the treat."

Qi Zhong licked his lips, a smile of lingering satisfaction on his face.

Yan San Niang's smug expression froze instantly, replaced by disbelief and hysteria. "This is impossible!?"

She instinctively turned to run, but it was too late.

Qi Zhong strode forward, and a large hand gripped her chin.

"Click."

With a twist of his wrist, he spun Yan San Niang's head around.

Yan San Niang's beautiful face was facing Qi Zhong, but her body was already lifeless. Bright red blood flowed from her face, mixed with specks of white brain matter. Her brain matter was also shattered by the shock, and she was no longer alive.

With a thud, Yan San Niang collapsed limply to the ground.

"Damn it, how can this guy be so powerful!"

Seeing their companions die one after another in the blink of an eye, the remaining witch and Xue Yushu were terrified and lost all will to fight. Almost simultaneously, they turned and fled in different directions.

"Hmph, trying to run? You'll never leave alive!"

Qi Zhong snorted coldly and cast the spell again.

He suddenly pushed his five fingers out in the direction of the old woman.

The terrifying magnetic field emanating from the old woman instantly enveloped her.

The old woman screamed in agony as an invisible force kneaded her into a twisted ball of flesh in mid-air.

Then, with a muffled bang, the fleshy mass exploded.

Amidst the chilling sounds of bones shattering and muscles tearing, large splatters of crimson blood exploded on the ground, some even splashing onto the walls more than ten meters away.

Meanwhile, Xue Yushu, on the other side, had already flown into the air using his movement technique.

The broken exit at the end of the corridor was now right in front of them.

however.

A blinding bolt of lightning exploded in front of him.

In the backlight of the thunder, Qi Zhong's burly and ferocious body appeared out of nowhere in front of him, completely blocking his escape route.

"Get down here!"

boom!

Qi Zhong's magnetic field was released once again without reservation.

A terrifying pressure, like the sky collapsing, crashed down on Xue Yushu's head.

Xue Yushu groaned as he was slammed to the ground by the immense force.

Qi Zhong walked towards him step by step with a cold expression.

With each step forward, the terrifying pressure exerted on Xue Yushu increased.

Xue Yushu's arms, which were supporting him on the ground, trembled violently, and his bones creaked under the weight. In the end, he could no longer hold on and his entire upper body was crushed to the ground.

Qi Zhong stopped in front of him.

"Kneel down."

Xue Yushu slammed his knees to the ground with a thud, his head pressed tightly against the cold floor.

His body trembled uncontrollably from extreme shame and terror, yet he was completely unable to break free from the terrifying pressure weighing on him.

"very good."

A satisfied expression appeared on Qi Zhong's face as he stuck out his tongue and licked the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth.

He slowly raised one leg.

Then, step on it.

"puff."

Xue Yushu's handsome head exploded.

The scattered blood and bones were splashed on the ground like a fan suddenly opened, the crimson color dazzling.

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