The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 932 Looting Corpses

Nanzhou Holy Flame Island, in the Holy Flame Realm.

Outside the Demon Sparrow Mountain Pass, hundreds of thousands of cultivators are engaged in a fierce battle.

On one side are over 100,000 cultivators from the Southern Continent, and on the other side are over 200,000 cultivators from the Western Continent.

The two sides had been fighting fiercely for half an hour. The cultivators from the Southern Continent were outnumbered and were definitely at a disadvantage. Half of their 100,000 men had already died.

On the other side, although the Western Continent cultivators outnumbered the Western Continent cultivators, they also suffered more than 20,000 casualties.

Pan Chengfeng traveled non-stop and finally arrived at the entrance of Demon Sparrow Mountain. Just as he was thinking about how to get past the hundreds of thousands of cultivators in front of him, Nangong Tian caught up from behind.

"I don't have time to think about that anymore!"

Pan Chengfeng hardened his heart and said, "Previously, in order to show off... no, in order to break out of the camps of Xuanji Sect and Hehuan Sect, my mana bar is already empty. If I face Nangong Tian now, I will probably be killed!"

Charging forward still offers a chance, but facing Nangong Tian means certain death! The choice is no longer a question to ponder.

Pan Chengfeng put on several layers of spiritual armor and quietly slipped into the battlefield of hundreds of thousands of cultivators.

On the battlefield, Chen Jie's pretty face was covered in sweat as she directed her disciples to defend against the enemy.

However, after the battle lasted for half an hour, most of the cultivators had been killed or wounded.

Judging from the situation, the group can hold out for at most a quarter of an hour. After that, the cultivators from the Eastern Continent will be scattered, and they will have no choice but to flee for their lives.

Previously, she, along with the Qingyun Sect and the Guiyi Sect, had coerced and lured hundreds of small forces in the Eastern Continent, half-heartedly 'escorting' people over.

The Western Continent cultivators initially only shouted warnings and did not immediately take action, but Chen Jie wanted chaos, so she took advantage of their unpreparedness and launched a sneak attack on the Western Continent cultivators.

Two hundred thousand people from both sides started fighting for no apparent reason.

At first, the two sides were roughly equal in number and strength, and the battle was evenly matched. But not long after, another 100,000 or so people from the Western Continent arrived.

Huo Nan and Jiang Chen tried to retreat several times, but Chen Jie's words temporarily calmed them down.

The situation is very unfavorable now; if we don't evacuate soon, we'll be surrounded and trapped.

Huo Nan couldn't help but run over and shout, "Junior Sister Chen, we have to leave! If we don't leave now, we'll all die here!"

Jiang Chen's robes were already tattered, and he was panting heavily as he said, "Junior Sister Chen, let's retreat first. As long as we're alive, we can always rebuild."

Chen Jie gritted her teeth slightly, thought for a moment, and then said, "No, so many of us have already died. If we can't get the Demon-Companion Grass, wouldn't all our sacrifices have been in vain?!"

Huo Nan looked conflicted. Their Qingyun Sect had sent 5,000 elites into the Holy Flame Realm, and now most of them had died. Just as Chen Jie said, if they retreated now, wouldn't all their deaths have been in vain?

The Guiyi Sect is in a similar situation; of its three thousand elites, only a little over a thousand remain. The smaller factions are in even worse shape, with many already wiped out.

Seeing the struggle on their faces, Chen Jie said firmly, "Hold on for another half an incense stick's time, and then no matter what, we'll retreat!"

Huo Nan and Jiang Chen hesitated for only a second before gritting their teeth and saying, "Alright! Let's wait another half incense stick's time!"

With that, the two immediately left to direct the remaining cultivators in battle.

Chen Jie breathed a slight sigh of relief. Pan Chengfeng had instructed her to instigate a war and create chaos here so he could seize the opportunity to break out.

Judging from the situation, Pan Chengfeng probably hasn't come out yet. She doesn't know if delaying this much time is enough, but for the man she loves, she can only do her best.

Pan Chengfeng watched as countless cultivators fought in mid-air, their corpses falling like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

All those who died here were Nascent Soul and Void Refinement cultivators. Each of them must have had many crystal beads, or even spirit stones, in their storage artifacts.

Although Pan Chengfeng was quite wealthy, it wasn't enough for him to squander all of it.

So even though I didn't deliberately take a detour to loot the bag, I definitely couldn't let go of what was right in front of me.

They made their way quietly, and also secretly looted the corpses along the way.

When Pan Chengfeng first entered the world of cultivation, he thought about looting corpses and plundering their loot every day.

Unfortunately, my previous abilities didn't allow it, and I didn't have many opportunities either.

Now that the opportunity has come, he's naturally going to have some fun.

To be honest, this feeling of getting something for nothing made Pan Chengfeng feel incredibly happy.

Without realizing it, he had touched hundreds of corpses, finding rings, belts, ornaments, and even women's lingerie.

Since he couldn't store the storage artifact in his bracelet, he could only stuff it into his robes, which were already crammed full.

Just as Pan Chengfeng was about to pry open the storage ring of a late-stage Void Refinement cultivator, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Pan Chengfeng was startled, for a large, blood-stained hand was gripping his wrist tightly.

The owner of the blood-red hand stared intently at Pan Chengfeng with bloodshot eyes, his mouth trembling as he was about to shout, when Pan Chengfeng swiftly delivered a straight punch: "Ada~~"

Before the man could shout, Pan Chengfeng punched him directly in the chest.

With a single punch, a deafening roar erupted, and a massive crater appeared in the earth.

The physical body of a late-stage Void Refinement cultivator was thus destroyed by Pan Chengfeng.

Pan Chengfeng disdainfully snapped the storage ring off his hand and said, "What damn bad luck, someone actually pretended to be dead!"

"Pan Chengfeng!!" Nangong Tian shouted and charged over.

Pan Chengfeng was startled, his face turned green, and he could no longer hide, so he turned and ran!

The entire battlefield came to a halt because of a loud bang and a shout, and everyone looked at the two people chasing and fleeing.

Pan Chengfeng dropped things as he ran, shouting, "Nangong Tian!! That's enough! You've chased me for miles, are you ever going to stop?!"

"Leave the demon-accompanying herb behind, then sever your own arms and legs, and I might consider sparing your life!"

"That's going too far! I just hit that woman once, I didn't kill her, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"

Nangong Tian's face turned pale with rage, and he shouted, "Die! Heavenly Yang Divine Fire Fist!"

When Nangong Tian unleashed his power, the powerful fluctuations of his magic caused tens of thousands of cultivators around him to make way.

As the crisis loomed, Pan Chengfeng braked abruptly, turned around, and unleashed a powerful punch: "Demon-Suppressing Fist - Fist Shakes Mountains and Rivers!!"

The two enormous fist shadows collided in mid-air, and the resulting shockwave forced hundreds of thousands of cultivators to raise their magical shields to defend themselves.

Pan Chengfeng's magical power was exhausted, and he could only rely on his physical body to resist the shockwave. But how could Nangong Tian's magic be so easy to resist?

After holding on for half a breath, Pan Chengfeng was thrown into the air by the remaining force.

Nangong Tian staggered back two or three steps, then immediately used his escape light to chase after him.

Pan Chengfeng did a triple somersault in the air, landed and did more than a dozen somersaults to dissipate the force, then pushed off with his legs and continued running.

As Nangong Tian flew by, he shouted, "What are you all standing there for?! Stop him!! In just a moment, I will capture this bastard!"

Upon hearing the shout, hundreds of thousands of cultivators reacted and launched an attack.

Seeing the Western Continent cultivators begin their attack, Pan Chengfeng shouted, "Help me stop them! Otherwise, I'll settle scores with them one by one!"

Without hesitation, Chen Jie shouted, "Attack! We can't let them capture Pan Chengfeng!"

Upon hearing this, the remaining fifty to sixty thousand cultivators from the Eastern Continent hurriedly formed hand seals and made their moves. Fortunately, with so many cultivators helping them, most of their spells were blocked.

But that was only the majority of the spells; quite a few other spells were also used against Pan Chengfeng.

Pan Chengfeng dodged and weaved to avoid the spells, which naturally slowed him down.

Nangong Tian was overjoyed and sped up to catch up with Pan Chengfeng. The two were only 500 meters apart, which was like face to face for cultivators.

Sensing that Nangong Tian was gathering his magical power to unleash a powerful attack, Pan Chengfeng immediately felt something was amiss.

He dared not turn his back on Nangong Tian's magic, so he could only stop and turn around, saying, "Brother Nangong! Can't you really let me go?!"

"What else is there to say! Die! Doomsday..." Just as Nangong Tian was about to unleash his ultimate technique, a sharp roar suddenly rang out: "Ice Demon Roar!"

Nangong Tian's mind went blank for a moment, and his spell was interrupted. But this feeling of dizziness lasted for less than half a second before Nangong Tian woke up.

Looking up, he saw that Li Ke was already standing next to Pan Chengfeng, with a tall white ghost behind him.

Nangong Tian roared, "Li Ke of the Ghost Control Sect, do you want to die?!"

Li Ke smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Nangong is indeed amazing. Junior Brother Pan, let's go together..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Ke realized that Pan Chengfeng, who had been standing next to him just moments before, was gone.

Li Ke really wanted to swear, and a really rude one at that! He came to rescue someone, but the person he rescued ended up selling himself out.

Li Ke looked at Nangong Tiandao somewhat awkwardly and said, "Senior Brother Nangong, how about we talk first..."

"Get out of my way!" Nangong Tian was too lazy to argue with Li Ke. With a wave of his sleeve, Li Ke was sent flying.

Just as he was about to speed up, he suddenly felt his body sink and the flow of magic power within his body slowed down.

Snowflakes drifted down and landed on Nangong Tian.

Nangong Tian turned around and looked at the empty space behind him, saying, "Li Ke, it seems I underestimated you."

Li Ke's voice came from the void: "Fellow Daoist Nangong, don't be in a hurry~ This young master also wants to experience the strength of the number one genius of the Southern Continent."

Nangong Tian sneered, "You think you can take me on?"

Li Ke said calmly, "I know I'm no match for you, but I think I can stop you for a while."

"Alright! I'll show you what I'm made of!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Tian's terrifying magical power began to stir again.

Li Keton, hidden within the domain, sensed something was wrong. The Ice Demon, maintaining the domain, also felt Nangong Tian's terrifying power and hurriedly transmitted his voice, "Quickly, let the Fire Demon out! I can't hold on any longer!"

In just a short while, the Ice Ghost, at the peak of Ghost General, could no longer restrain Nangong Tian.

Without hesitation, Li Ke immediately summoned the Fire Ghost, a ghost over three meters tall, its body wreathed in flames, which emerged from Li Ke's body.

The ghost and its contractor were of one mind, and knowing what kind of being they were facing, it immediately unleashed the 'Ghost Domain Burning Heaven'.

Despite the restrictions of the dual domains, Nangong Tian remained unaffected and smiled faintly, "Very good, you have some strength. You actually have two domain ghosts, and you even raised two ghost generals while only at the Nascent Soul stage."

Li Ke said with some smugness, "Fellow Daoist Nangong, if this still can't stop you for a while, then I can only say, 'Brilliant, truly brilliant!'"

Nangong Tian scoffed, "What right do you trash who rely on external forces have to judge me?"

"So what if you have two domains? Open your dog eyes and see how I broke through your domains! Heavenly Yang Divine Fire Technique - Divine Fire Descends from Heaven!"

Nangong Tian formed a hand seal, and immense magical power began to condense. Fireballs the size of basketballs rained down from the sky, filling the entire area.

In just half a breath, both the Ice Demon and the Fire Demon were struck by the divine fire and revealed their forms, but the fire rain showed no sign of stopping and continued to attack them.

Li Ke was shielded by the two ghosts. In order to protect Li Ke, the two ghosts had to withdraw their domains and do their best to create a shield.

The domain vanished, and Nangong Tian didn't even glance at the man and the two ghosts, simply snorting coldly, "Trash is trash!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared.

Li Keshuai's face turned as black as soot, and his handsome face twisted as he roared, "Nangong Tian! Wait another hundred years for me!"

A hundred years from now, I will surely take your head!

Nangong Tian didn't bother with Li Ke. He was now chasing after Pan Chengfeng, and even half a second's delay could allow him to escape.

Just as Nangong Tian was being held back by Li Ke, Pan Chengfeng had already broken out of the battlefield of hundreds of thousands of cultivators.

To his surprise, besides Nangong Tian, ​​there was someone else who dared to block his way.