Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 437 - 434 All Mine!

Chapter 437: Chapter 434 All Mine!

Wang Yuan’s divine light in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and the "Eighteen Mud Plough Ghost King" also thunderously dissipated.

Deprived of its master, the "Fengdu Iron Enclosure" instinctively carried his "corpse" and slowly descended.

Just like Thousand Phases Master, he couldn’t escape the Three-Life Stone’s inescapable assassin either.

Inside the Dragon Transformation Hall, the Taoist Heavenly Prison rose from the ground once again.

"Ha... hahaha... hahahaha..."

After the great battle, even he himself was severely wounded.

But as he looked around and found no more enemies worthy of battle, he couldn’t help but let out a wildly arrogant laugh.

"Mine, it’s all mine now! Hahahaha..."

As the unsettling changes unfolded one after another, the surviving members of the Ghost Dao Alliance Army’s faces immediately turned pale, unable to comprehend how things had reached this point.

The expressions of those Demon Mages were a bit stronger than those of the Ghost Dao, but most were also somewhat unnatural.

Just as the Taoist Heavenly Prison was about to turn his head and check if "Song Bing Yi" had the treasure on him, someone in the Ghost Dao Alliance Army suddenly shouted:

"Run!"

Regrettably, gusts of Yin wind arose, and the Yin Road leading to Red County Shenzhou had not been opened yet.

It was already extinguished successively by the "Inner Scene Heaven and Earth·Calamity Beast Hiding" that had lost its rival.

A Small World’s power slammed down and effortlessly ground all the Ghost Dao, including those "Nine Phases Corpse Dao" disciples, into mincemeat!

A massive white-haired Ghost God immediately emerged above the battlefield, swallowing all the specks of light into its stomach in one breath.

Seeing that the overall situation was settled, the Taoist Heavenly Prison immediately lifted the "Inner Scene Heaven and Earth."

The serpent with eight heads and eight tails coiled back up, transforming into Cangmu Mountain, which was now missing many buildings and even mountain masses.

However, the quantity of "Ghost Medicine" in the Dragon Transformation Hall surged in an instant.

It not only met the advancement needs of a Green Seal Sage but also had a great surplus.

The Taoist Heavenly Prison propped himself up on his knees and gasped for breath.

He found that after this great battle, the "Hundred-Patched Coat" on his body, which seemed like a death omen, had deepened its erosion on his body even more.

He quickly turned his head to look at Song Bing Yi’s corpse.

But in a split second, his already very pale complexion became even more unsightly than those Ghost Dao just now.

He said in disbelief:

"Impossible! Where has my treasure gone?"

There was nothing around that corpse, not a single trace of a treasure drop.

If he could have successfully obtained that Ghost Dao Treasure, it wouldn’t have mattered if it cost two lives, or even ten lives.

But by this time, all the Ghost Dao Practitioners had been wiped out without a trace.

That treasure, still faintly sensed by the Three-Life Stone, still did not show itself.

Unable to prevent bloodlust from flashing in his eyes, the Taoist Heavenly Prison suddenly twisted his head to look at his disciples, who were hesitating in the distance, seemingly unsure whether to come closer.

For the first time in sixteen years, he burst out of the "Dragon Transformation Hall." His ferocious aura roared out like a primal beast, ready to devour.

"You, who stole my treasure?!!"

With ninety-nine organs of Demons transplanted into him and under the influence of the Hundred-Patched Coat, his humanity and beast nature were constantly battling in his heart.

To unify his spirit and body in Yin Yang harmony, he needed a Yin God that matched his physical form.

With the preparations complete, the absence of that Ghost Dao Treasure, which could counteract the precepts of the Yin Department, nearly drove him mad.

"Taoist Master, what treasure exactly?"

Those disciples, who had been kept in the dark by him for so long, how could they know what treasure he was looking for?

Staring at the Taoist Master covered in a human skin Hundred-Patched Coat atop the mountain peak, looking more like a monster than anyone, each one fell silent.

"You won’t tell? Then I’ll find it myself!"

Since the disciples were no longer of any use, the Taoist Heavenly Prison couldn’t be bothered to distinguish them one by one anymore.

He was confident, once he stepped into the realm of Green Seal Sage and achieved Spirit and Body Unification, a thousand years of life span would be easily within his reach.

Then, disciples would be as plentiful as he desired.

His eyes fell upon the nearest disciple. Extending a claw from some Demon, he mercilessly grasped hard.

Poom!

The disciple’s heart was instantly burst from afar, and he fell dead.

"Not this one?"

The Taoist Heavenly Prison tilted his head and shifted his gaze to the next person, grasping again.

This disciple, too, fell dead like a weed.

As he fell, the remaining disciples finally realized.

The Taoist Master, showing his face for the first time in sixteen years, was not about to lead the Tao Lineage to glory with the might of a great victory.

Instead, he was going to exterminate all his disciples over some treasure.

"The Taoist Master has gone mad!"

"Run!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

The Yellow Seal Mages who had luckily survived thus far took the lead, conjuring Escape Light and soaring to the skies, fleeing for their lives towards the lands beyond the Osumi Domain.

Yet, apart from the "Parasitic Shell," "Wild Fox Zen," and a few lucky Yellow Seals who managed to escape early and hid from the Taoist Master, the others were obliterated into a mist of blood in mid-air, showering the battlefield with a rain of blood.

Their souls became part of the "Ghost Medicine."

The Taoist Heavenly Prison was about to launch his Escape Light to utterly obliterate the few remaining ones.

But unexpectedly, he discovered that the aura of the treasure sensed by the Three-Life Stone was still on this battlefield, now streaming with blood.

Clutching the Three-Life Stone, he was desperately turning in circles.

"Where? Where exactly? Didn’t all the people die off? Why can’t the Three-Life Stone accurately point out the location of the treasure for me?"

As soon as his words fell.

A voice suddenly echoed across the battlefield, which should have been cleansed of both the living and the shadows, answering his question.

"No, not everyone is dead. There’s still one left."

The Taoist from Heavenly Prison felt goosebumps erupt on his back in an instant, and he turned around abruptly to look behind him.

But he discovered that "Song Bingyi," who was supposed to be dead beyond any doubt, was sitting upright on the steps of the Dragon Transformation Hall behind him.

"Impossible, why aren’t you dead?!"

The fact that his biggest trump card was ineffective against Wang Yuan shook him to his core.

The Three-Life Stone can make a pair of lovers who have pledged themselves to each other share life and death together, never leaving each other’s side.

It was originally equivalent to an extremely stringent Dharma Contract.

However, the Taoist from Heavenly Prison, who possessed the Parasitic Fetus, took it as an almost unsolvable powerful weapon.

What a pity.

Just like a pair of foolish lovers agreeing to jump into a river together, in the end, only the Thousand Phases Master, like a silly and confused lad, actually took the plunge alone.

The Taoist from Heavenly Prison abandoned one of his own twin brothers.

As for Old Master Wang... he went down, casually took a bath, and then crawled back up leisurely.

How could the Eightfold Parasitic Fetus, an amateur with only nine lives, possibly compare with Old Master Wang, a professional who held the Book of Life and Death, in toughness?

He hadn’t even used the newly acquired Changgeng Enlightenment, which could restore him even if he was hacked to pieces.

With just the Fake Death, which allowed him to freely switch between life and death, he’d successfully disposed of the Taoist from Heavenly Prison’s last Parasitic Fetus.

And reappeared before him completely unharmed.

Meanwhile, a red light on the Three-Life Stone automatically lit up.

Connecting Wang Yuan and the Taoist from Heavenly Prison once again.

It was exactly "destined for three lifetimes, renewing past ties"!

The same river-jumping game could be played two more times.

At such close range, the Heart Communication Conch had also revealed the details of the Three-Life Stone to Wang Yuan.

He couldn’t help but show a hint of astonishment:

"The Three-Life Stone? And it’s actually a fragment chipped off the genuine Three-Life Stone from the Underworld, who could have such capability?

Could it be that the Underground Master really declared himself king over a region in the Underworld?

Forget it, let me just crack open your skull and take a look at your memories myself."

Realizing the situation was dire.

The Taoist from Heavenly Prison immediately reactivated the Hundred-Patched Coat and unfolded the Inner Scene Heaven and Earth · Calamity Beast Hiding at the level of Green Seal Power, yet he dared not harm Wang Yuan in the slightest.

As he retreated, he began to earnestly plead:

"No! Taoist Fellow, I can’t die again, this isn’t a joke. I only have nine lives after all, please spare me!

I can give you anything you want!"

Old Master Wang was not one to indulge such a Demon.

"What a joke, when you die, your possessions are mine."

He gave a toothy grin and, without hesitation, tactically killed himself.

Bang! Bang!

Both of them fell at the same time.

This battle among Cultivators also finally came to a complete end.

By the side of Yama’s Avatar, a Ghost Gate thunderously swung open.

Wang Yuan’s real body, as if on an overseas vacation, walked out languidly holding the hand of Huang Wu, who was garbed in a brightly colored red dress.

He extended his hand and gathered a large cluster of Ghost Medicine into his sleeve.

A small portion was separated and fed into the Yin Yang Heart Bell on Huang Wu’s ankle, to aid the Daoist Soldiers in Blowing Horns and Connecting Camps as they strived in their Cultivation.

When he turned to look at the Taoist from Heavenly Prison again.

He found that after the latter’s death, his monstrous meat body instantly turned into a pool of blood, greedily consumed by the Hundred-Patched Coat.

The Yin God had just emerged before it too was ferociously bitten and held by the Hundred-Patched Coat.

"Stop! His soul is mine, spit it out!"

Wang Yuan quickly charged forward reaching out to grasp him.

But he only tore off a small but most essential part from the depths of the Taoist from Heavenly Prison’s memories.

It settled into his heart, forming a Daoist Skill named "Spirit and Body Unification" and some jumbled information related to the Underground Master.

"Sixteen years ago, on the day of my birthday, the Hundred-Patched Coat happened to revive? It made the Taoist from Heavenly Prison seek treasures capable of breaking the Yin Department’s precepts?

The Hundred-Patched Coat connects with a Demi Immortal’s will.

The Underground Master’s target is... the Small Book of Life and Death?!"

At this moment, an intense sense of danger suddenly overwhelmed him.

Dharma Light exploded from his body as he swiftly retreated.

The aura of the Hundred-Patched Coat, which was only arm’s length from him and had just fought over the Yin God of the Taoist from Heavenly Prison with him, abruptly changed.

Fueled by a Divine Transformation peak Mage, it exhibited the power of a Green Seal Sage.

Like a bloodthirsty ferocious beast, it lunged at him ferociously.

This was not an attempt to kill a person.

It was to completely devour him along with the Small Book of Life and Death!

This was clearly the awakening of the Underground Master’s consciousness once again.

Even Fake Death and Changgeng Enlightenment were useless before such a savage entity.

Just as Wang Yuan was about to face calamity.

Whiz!

A sharp sound rang out.

The Hundred-Patched Coat, which resembled human skin, suddenly bristled with thirteen needle points, and its body stiffened as if it had been stripped of its bones and fell limply to the ground.

Behind Wang Yuan, Old Luobo’s voice rang out triumphantly:

"Haha, having an old one at home is like having a treasure.

Though I arrived late, it seems I still have quite the flair for being the closing act!"

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