Chapter 192 | Overtime Necromancy: My Legion Never Sleeps

Feng Wuhen's arrogant attitude immediately provoked the remaining two Path of Heaven's Heart cultivators.

Usually, they were the ones looking down their noses at others. Never had they been treated this way.

One of them was about to rush onto the arena to fight Feng Wuhen when Ximen Shou timely pressed a hand on his shoulder.

"Careful. His sword intent is dangerous. You must suppress it with Daoist laws."

"I understand."

The man rushed onto the stage and struck a pose.

"You Tianjin, an outer sect disciple of the Path of Heaven's Heart!"

"Please!"

Feng Wuhen proactively widened the distance, raising his hand to signal You Tianjin to attack first.

"Hmph!"

You Tianjin snorted in anger, raising both hands as his magic power surged out.

"Blazing Flame Heaven-Burner!"

In the sky, streaks of scorching spiritual fire ignited, sending rolling waves of heat toward the stage.

You Tianjin's hands quickly formed seals, and he pointed toward the sky.

The stray flames moved according to You Tianjin's divine sense, coalescing into a fire bird.

"Take my Phoenix Returning to the Nest!"

The fire bird flapped its wings, trailing bursts of flame as it dove toward Feng Wuhen.

Before the bird even arrived, the heat reached him first.

Even Romantic Scholar in the rear had to circulate her magic power to block the scorching wave.

"Tch, a wild chicken dreaming of being a phoenix."

Feng Wuhen chuckled. This time, he chose a different fighting style.

He tossed his long sword out, then joined two fingers on his right hand to control it with sword kinesis, striking at You Tianjin.

"Using sword kinesis at the Foundation Establishment stage? You're looking down on me!"

Without reaching the Soul Transformation stage, a cultivator's divine sense was not particularly vast. Using sword kinesis for flight was one thing, but using it to face an enemy was only good for bullying weaklings. It was usually a poor choice against an evenly matched opponent.

Unfortunately, in Feng Wuhen's eyes, You Tianjin was indeed just a weakling.

The flying sword shot out with sharp sword intent, striking the fire bird directly in the head.

With a single strike, the fire bird exploded violently, scattering flames across the arena.

The flying sword's momentum didn't fade as it continued toward You Tianjin.

You Tianjin hurriedly performed a movement technique, intending to shift his position.

But the flying sword was faster. A flash of sword light streaked by, and a large gash was cut into You Tianjin's right abdomen.

Feng Wuhen's fingers circled, controlling the flying sword to slash in a full moon arc.

The sword light soared. You Tianjin couldn't dodge in time, taking another hit to his back that shattered his inner armor.

As Feng Wuhen prepared to strike again, You Tianjin used a fire escape technique and flew off the arena.

Seeing this, Feng Wuhen recalled his long sword and looked at the last person.

"Next!"

【Holy crap, is the OP really going to get a 1v3 sweep?】

【Incredible! Is this the power of a Sword Cultivator? Big shots, can I practice the sword without a gold spiritual root? I want to play with swords too. It's too cool.】

【You can! No one says a Sword Cultivator must have a gold spiritual root. Do you even know what 'everything can be a sword' means?】

【Stop dreaming. It's not that Sword Cultivators are strong; it's just that the OP is strong. If you could grasp an intent at the Foundation Establishment stage, you'd be strong with anything.】

【Look, the guy in the sky can't hold back anymore. He's coming down!】

【Seriously, the number one sect on the Immortal Island is pathetic. They have no shame at all. Once the juniors lose, the elder steps in.】

Feng Wuhen's strength had exceeded the expectations of the Path of Heaven's Heart cultivators. The last disciple had lost his courage and didn't dare to step onto the stage.

Consequently, the Soul Transformation cultivator in the sky flew down and landed on the arena.

Chen Xu also sat up from the sofa, looking like he had been waiting for this.

Looking at the Soul Transformation cultivator before him, Feng Wuhen felt a bit of trepidation. They were separated by two major realms. If the opponent truly wanted to kill him, he wouldn't even have time to react before reporting to the Underworld.

But when he thought of the statue Chen Xu had given him, Feng Wuhen's racing heart settled significantly.

Soul Transformation was merely epic-tier. Mythic Chen was at the mythic-tier, and a powerful one at that. With the protective treasure he had provided, why should he be afraid?

Steeling himself, Feng Wuhen actually raised his long sword and pointed it at the Soul Transformation cultivator.

"What? Does the Path of Heaven's Heart have so little grace? When you can't win in the same realm, you start bullying the young?"

【Holy crap, the OP has lost his mind! He's actually provoking a Soul Transformation cultivator!】

【So brave! Is this the courage required to become a top Sword Cultivator? To draw your sword even when you know you're outmatched... I've learned something today.】

【What is the OP thinking? Don't tell me he's going to pop off and jump two realms to kill a Soul Transformation expert.】

【That's nothing! If I had Mythic Chen backing me up, I'd be even more arrogant than him!】

【Oh right, Mythic Chen hasn't appeared yet.】

Seeing Feng Wuhen draw his sword, the Soul Transformation cultivator remained indifferent. A Foundation Establishment stage Sword Cultivator who had grasped sword intent indeed deserved a bit of pride.

"Little friend, your talent is extraordinary. It is rare to grasp sword intent at the Foundation Establishment stage. Even I admire you.

However, this cave-heaven was left behind by a senior of our Path of Heaven's Heart. As descendants, we must invite his remains back to Tianxin Island."

Saying this, the Soul Transformation expert pulled a pill bottle from his robes.

"This is a high-grade Tianxin Clear Mirror Pill. It can break through illusions and help one understand their true heart. It is a top-tier item for cultivation. I will gift this to you. Little friend, give me some face and leave now. How about it?"

"Pah! What kind of garbage pill is that? I was born brilliant. I've never used pills or boosters in my cultivation. I'm strictly all-natural."

Hearing this, the Soul Transformation cultivator tucked the pills away and sighed.

"Then how about I recommend you join the outer sect of the Path of Heaven's Heart? Your talent is rare. If you join the outer sect, you will receive heavy cultivation from us. In time, reaching the Void Refinement stage is a certainty."

"Tch."

Feng Wuhen gave a disdainful smile.

"The mere Void Refinement stage? I could reach that with one hand tied behind my back."

Seeing that Feng Wuhen still refused, the Soul Transformation cultivator stopped talking.

"Sigh. Since you are so proud, I won't force you."

The Soul Transformation expert manifested his brush again and drew in the air. A black rope formed out of nothing, binding Feng Wuhen and Romantic Scholar behind him.

"Hey! I'm just here to watch! I have nothing to do with him!"

Romantic Scholar shouted hurriedly, trying to distance herself.

After all, Feng Wuhen had the statue from Chen Xu, but she didn't.

The Soul Transformation cultivator ignored her cries. To do this properly, he had to tie up all loose ends.

Forget one bystander—even if there were a group of them, he would have to... well, he would have to screen them carefully. Those with backgrounds would be bribed or threatened, and those without would be eliminated together.

The Soul Transformation expert swept his brush again, sending a wave of special power toward the two.

Feng Wuhen and Romantic Scholar felt as if thorns were on their backs. A terrifying attack was coming their way, yet they couldn't see it and had no idea how to defend.

Just as the Soul Transformation attack was about to hit them, the statue in Feng Wuhen's pocket erupted with a terrifying, mysterious aura.

It instantly dispersed the Soul Transformation expert's attack.

The Bone Angel Statue flew out from Feng Wuhen's robes, slowly returning to its original size.

The Soul Transformation cultivator looked at the eerie statue with a grim expression. The aura it radiated was incredibly terrifying.

"Void Refinement? No... it's even above Void Refinement!"

Sensing that things were going south, the Soul Transformation expert immediately tried to use a movement technique to flee.

But Chen Xu's mental strength had already spread through the Bone Angel Statue, completely locking down the space.

No matter how the Soul Transformation cultivator struggled, he couldn't move an inch.

The hunter had become the hunted.

No, this wasn't just a bird; this was a man-eating roc.

The Soul Transformation cultivator's heart turned to ash, filled with regret.

He had heard that Ximen Shou's group had found a Void Refinement cave-heaven belonging to a rogue Foundation Establishment cultivator, and greed had taken hold of him.

Such things were not uncommon. It was like seeing a stray dog walking through the wilderness with a gold bar in its mouth. Who wouldn't be tempted?

However, this stray was exceptionally strong, wounding the three children he had sent out.

When he personally stepped in to suppress and kill him, he suddenly realized this was no stray—this was the divine hound of a god, and its master was coming to demand an explanation.

At that moment, Chen Xu's voice echoed through the entire Bone Angel Statue, reaching every corner of the Immortal Island world.

"Jie jie jie! The Path of Heaven's Heart is as pathetic as ever! If you can't win against your peers, you resort to bullying the young! What's the fun in picking on juniors? Why don't you try clashing with me, the White Bone Daoist!"