In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path Chapter 689

Chapter 689: 294: Golden Core Interdiate Stage Four Years Later!

The Mysterious Underground Demonic Qi_3 Chapter 689: 294: Golden Core Interdiate Stage Four Years Later!

The Mysterious Underground Demonic Qi_3 Ran Yiqiang’s breathing beca ragged all of a sudden, and his normally clear eyes clouded over.

A sharp claw, covered in long black hairs, cracked and tore through the protective shield.

Ran Yiqiang only had ti to subconsciously redirect his flying sword.

“Clang——”

The razor-sharp claw grazed the flying sword and also the palm of Ran Yiqiang’s hand as he was about to make a seal.

Blood spurted out instantly.

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“Ah!——”

Ran Yiqiang had just begun to scream when a blazing silver light accompanied by a vague figure already appeared in the distance.

The Sword Qi, filled with powerful spiritual might and sword intention, exploded in an instant, wiping out the dark and cold demonic Qi.

“Roar!”

Like a giant rat, the figure covered in black hair roared and was forced back by the silvery whip-like sword light.

Blood spurted into the air, and clumps of black hair were blown off by the wind.

In mid-air, Chen Dengming swiftly turned his Hurricane Battle Broadsword to strike again, but only managed to hack off a section of the creature’s limb.

The creature’s dark shadow disappeared into the ground below in an instant.

A severed limb, comparable to a human arm and covered in black hair, with a hand full of slightly demonic Qi, fell to the ground.

Chen Dengming continued his pursuit, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

Like a divine weapon, two silvery lights ford by his Divine Sense transford into a vortex and struck out.

The attack of Divine Sense happened in a flash.

A scream of anguish echoed from deep underground.

At the sa ti, Chen Dengming’s brows furrowed, the dazzling brightness in his eyes dimd, strands of white hair fluttered at his temples, and he stared intensely at the ruins below.

“There’s such a dense Demonic Qi underground?”

He had just used the Astonishing God Refinent Skill to send his Divine Sense underground when he felt an overwhelming surge of demonic Qi enveloping the eerie, black-haired creature, blocking his Divine Sense.

If it weren’t for his Divine Sense containing Dao Force of a Human Immortal, even his Divine Sense would be corroded and consequently affect his spirit.

Demonic Qi, to so extent, is a force equivalent to the Dao Force – the purer and denser the Demonic Qi, the closer it is to Dao Force; after all, it originates from the power of a Demon Immortal.

But the existence of such strong and dense Demonic Qi underground made Chen Dengming realize that sothing was wrong.

He ca out to deal with this matter because he had been in concentration for four years, and there hadn’t been any activity for a long ti.

Moreover, there were reports from patrolling disciples about bad incidents, such as the annihilation of Cultivation Families they relied on.

As a Taoist, he could not completely ignore these concerns and so he decided to personally manage this along with Master Ran, who was montarily in charge of the Sect.

But the situation he observed now made him feel that sothing was off.

“Thank you, Daoist son…”

At this mont, Ran Yiqiang took a deep breath and thanked Chen Dengming with a pale face.

Sweating profusely, his aged forehead was relieved of fear, making him more sober.

Just a mont ago, he thought he was going to lose his life here.

Now, jumbled with fear and anger, he was utterly embarrassed.

As a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, he shouldn’t have perford so poorly.

But for a short while before, he had been tornted by a strange force that disturbed his spirit, slowing his reactions and nearly leading him to a significant mistake.

Chen Dengming’s face was grim as he nodded slightly and said, “Elder Brother Ran, I suggest that we leave the island first; the ground below is not simple.

We should report the matter to Uncle Master Su before deciding what to do next.”

Although his strength was now stronger than it was four years ago.

Nevertheless, in the Cultivation World where strong cultivators are present in abundance, especially when faced with the sudden ergence of strange and puzzling demonic Qi, Chen Dengming decided to exercise caution.

He couldn’t be reckless and show his power spur of the mont; he preferred to wait for Uncle Master Su’s arrival.

“Alright, I’ll follow your advice … I’ll inform Uncle Master Su now.”

Ran Yiqiang finally regained his calm at this point; his face was full of caution as he took out a paper talisman and began communicating.

Seeing Ran Yiqiang finally composed, Chen Dengming let out a sigh in his heart.

Although they were both late-stage Golden Core cultivators, differences were bound to exist.

Elder Brother Ran evidently lived up to his title of being the oldest living cultivator in the Longevity Sect, next to the Ancestor, but his combat prowess seed to have inherited the Longevity Sect cultivators’ characteristic of being weak in battle.

There was a ti when he had thought that Ran Yiqiang might have been pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, hiding his actual strength, but today’s battle proved that not everyone in the world could be a hidden expert.

“Krakacra——”

At this point, a bolt of fork-shaped lightning tore through the sky right above their heads, the thunder rolling like it could blow their minds.

The flash of dazzling light illuminated the earth.

Chen Dengming then found out that the severed black-haired limb that had fallen to the ground earlier sohow had already lost its black hairs, becoming a pale adult’s arm with fingers frighteningly covered in long, curved black nails.

He imdiately thought of the missing Bu Tianshun, a shudder running down his spine.

A certain oppressive but strong calmness, contrasting the rumbling thunder, was brewing from the underground.

It seed as if so evil and terrifying creature was taking slow deep breaths, about to awaken in the depths.

“Crackling” rolls of thunder were like electric saws, tearing through the oppressive black clouds that hovered above.

Instantly, a torrential downpour gushed from the sky, like a river bursting its banks, violently pouring down.

Blustering winds raised countless whipping rain-lines, filling the sky.

“Go!”

With a grave expression, Chen Dengming was the first to take flight.

The stormy wind, carrying the heavy rain, attacked from the air.

His robe flapped violently in the wind like a tablecloth, threatening to blow him away.

Ran Yiqiang swiftly rose into the air and followed suit, almost at the sa ti.

However, at this instant, the ground below on the island, scattered with dried-up corpses, exploded like tofu.

An astonishing demonic Qi, accompanying the ground’s intense upheaval and cracks, erupted as if a peerless demon was about to burst out from the earth’s surface….

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