Some Demonic Cultivators laughed heartily, "You lowly human cultivator, you sure know how to hide. Were you trying to hide to the south? That would have been unexpected."
"Cowardly as a mouse, all you think about is running away before a fight..."
Seeing the Spirit Power coming at them, these Demonic Cultivators just casually flicked or waved their hands. The Spirit Power collided with their demonic qi and dissipated into specks of spiritual light.
Immediately, a Demonic Cultivator closest to Li Yan, after deflecting the attack aimed at him, strode across the sky towards Li Yan with a look of ridicule on his face.
But the next moment, they discovered that something was wrong. The Demonic Cultivators who had deflected Li Yan's attack, after their demonic qi collided with the Spirit Power , it was like lighting a fuse.
A layer of faint mist immediately rose from their bodies. The mist came swiftly, and they were completely unprepared. Immediately, these Demonic Cultivators felt a tightness in their chests and shortness of breath, their heads as heavy as lead.
By the time the nearby cultivators noticed something was wrong, they had already made the same move themselves.
Li Yan's attack just now had been a simultaneous one, and they had also used the same defensive means.
On different parts of many of the Demonic Cultivators' bodies, at almost the same time, layers of faint mist rose—from their shoulders, hands, feet, the back of their hands, their waists, or even their buttocks.
These were all places where a cloud, large or small, had once drifted past.
"Branches of the Same Breath." When cast, it formed a faint gas or mist that would quickly merge into the bloodstream. As the blood flowed through the body, it would then spread to the various branch meridians, continuously devouring the air in the blood, eventually causing the victim to suffocate to death.
Li Yan had used it before during the sect competition, but at that time, the mist needed to be actively inhaled after it was released.
Now, as long as it was released and came into contact with hair or skin, it would quickly seep into the target's body. And its toxicity was several times more potent than before.
Li Yan had already gained some experience in using poison against Demonic Cultivators . He had a judgment in his heart about the approximate defensive strength of the Demonic Cultivators' bones and flesh.
When using poison, it was best to start from their internal organs, as that was their weak point.
With this, the group of Demonic Cultivators who had just rushed forward was thrown into great chaos. Those with weaker cultivations were already feeling chest tightness and shortness of breath, their vision darkening, their bodies swaying unsteadily in the air.
Those with higher cultivations, or those with poison-dispelling magical treasures for personal protection, only felt a brief sluggishness in their Spirit Power circulation at first.
Greatly alarmed, they hurriedly mobilized the demonic qi in their bodies to resist. But the next moment, they became flustered. A heavy, iron-like aura was flowing through their bodies with their qi and blood.
When the demonic qi they raised met this force, although it had a blocking effect, it actually showed signs of being assimilated.
The demonic qi at the forefront, resisting that force, was rapidly losing its purity and sensitivity, beginning to become as heavy as iron and lead. Subsequently, this phenomenon spread throughout their bodies.
One by one, the Demonic Cultivators , in their anger and alarm, could no longer be bothered with the figure of Li Yan that had appeared in the distance. They hurriedly took out various medicinal pills and swallowed them, all the while cursing incessantly.
Li Yan had worked hard to create this situation. How could he let the other side detoxify?
"Branches of the Same Breath" was not truly a world-renowned poison. Just looking at the poisoned Demonic Cultivators before him, none of them had fallen from the sky after being poisoned.
And thinking back to when he had used this poison on his fellow sect brothers, he could tell that the Demonic Cultivators' physical bodies were strong. If they also had medicinal pills refined from some heavenly materials and earthly treasures, this poison was not impossible to dispel.
While the Demonic Cultivators were in a state of chaos, Li Yan's figure had already flickered. In the distance, only a faint afterimage was left. But the next moment, he had appeared behind a poisoned Demonic Cultivator .
That Demonic Cultivator had just swallowed a pill and was circulating his energy to resist the poison. He did not notice Li Yan's sneak attack at all.
How could Li Yan, who was behind him, be polite? Aiming for the back of his head, with ill intent.
With a "whoosh," a fist shot out.
Only then did that Demonic Cultivator realize that something was wrong. It was already too late to dodge. He only had time to gather all his strength to protect his head.
But with a "peng!", a cloud of blood mist shot up into the sky. A headless corpse swayed a few times in the air, then fell downwards like a heavy stone.
This Demonic Cultivator had never dreamed that he would perish so cleanly. And Li Yan didn't even look at the result. After his fist hit its mark, he had already withdrawn and left.
Based on his feeling from his fight with Teng Wuji , he of course knew the power of this punch. Unless the opponent had a special treasure protecting his body, but the feeling of hitting that would be different.
Li Yan didn't look at the result of his attack. With a flicker of his body, he had already arrived behind another nearby Demonic Cultivator . Without any fancy moves, in the same manner, he threw another punch.
Another crisp sound rang out, and another large patch of brilliant red exploded in the air. That Demonic Cultivator didn't even let out a scream before he died.
In an instant, two Demonic Cultivators had perished. No matter how fast Li Yan's movement skill was, it had already caused a commotion.
Just as Li Yan was about to rush to another target, a series of angry curses and several sharp killing intents sounded from behind him, locking onto him firmly.
"You brat, using such underhanded tricks to ambush us! Die!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
A series of furious shouts entered his ears, and nine huge figures rushed towards Li Yan. Among them was the short and stocky Demonic Cultivator whom Li Yan had once seen in the small courtyard in "Zhouyang Town."
Because he was far from the position Li Yan had infiltrated, Li Yan had not yet sneaked near him by the time he launched his attack. Thus, he had escaped disaster.
However, Li Yan recognized him, but the short and stocky Demonic Cultivator did not recognize the now greatly changed Li Yan. He, along with the other five unpoisoned Demonic Cultivators , and three demonic beasts of the same size, with bloodshot eyes, had already charged over fiercely.
Li Yan did not recognize any of the three demonic beasts. They were all variant species from the Demon Realm , but just by their appearance, one could tell they were ferocious creatures.
One demonic beast had a human head with a dark green face and fangs sticking out. Its body was like a mottled centipede, as thick as a water bucket, with a hundred legs riding on clouds beneath it.
Another demonic beast had a whale's head and an eagle's body. As it flew, two streaks of lightning shot out from its small eyes, striking towards Li Yan's chest.
The remaining demonic beast was hairless and naked, standing like an ape. Its body was a mass of intertwined muscles and black tendons. Its huge head had no mouth or nose, only three eyes arranged in a triangle shape.
Its three eyes were huge, with pupils as red as blood. The eyelashes on its upper and lower eyelids were actually curved, sharp blades about two inches long. It slammed its hands together, and a gray wave of air erupted from between its hands, shooting towards Li Yan like a shooting star chasing the moon.
It was unknown which of these Demonic Cultivators had released these three demonic beasts. The six Demonic Cultivators also rushed towards Li Yan from all directions, their speed incredibly fast.
The six Demonic Cultivators hated Li Yan to the bone. This human cultivator before them was vicious and sinister, and his methods made their blood run cold. He had unknowingly poisoned more than a dozen of their companions.
What made them uncontrollably terrified was that this person was ruthless. Just now, in the moment they were stunned by the sudden change, this human cultivator had erupted and killed two of them in a row.
The speed and decisiveness of his attack were astonishing. One had to know that although this person was already at the Pseudo-Core Realm , there were still six of them here who were not poisoned, and some of the Demonic Cultivators had already summoned their demonic beast companions to prepare for an attack.
The aura fluctuation from this person was undoubtedly at the Pseudo-Core Realm . After succeeding in his sneak attack, instead of thinking about escaping, he was actually thinking about wiping them all out.
Seeing the six demons and three beasts surrounding him, a trace of panic and struggle appeared on Li Yan's face. In the eyes of those Demonic Cultivators , it naturally seemed that this person was beginning to feel that things were not good.
But he was also a little reluctant to let go of the great opportunity to kill the enemy while they were vulnerable. Thus, he seemed a little reluctant to flee immediately.
Everything happened in a flash of lightning.
"Peng peng peng..."
Several attacks had already hit the spot where Li Yan had been standing. The three demonic beasts had also closed in on Li Yan's previous position. There, an afterimage was slowly disappearing.
The three demonic beasts also reacted swiftly, fiercely searching for Li Yan's whereabouts.
The next moment, the human cultivator's somewhat battered figure appeared in the southwest direction, less than ten zhang from his original position.
Only one Demonic Cultivator was rushing over from that direction, leaving a gap. This cultivator had taken the opportunity to rush out.
"He has cultivated an exquisite movement skill! Set up a tight formation! Let's see how he escapes this time!"
The short and stocky Demonic Cultivator saw that Li Yan's movement skill was not bad and shouted in a deep voice. The six of them and three beasts were also powerful existences among cultivators. Their reaction was so swift, and their joint attack had already put the opponent in a perilous situation, almost forcing him into a dead end.
The other five also nodded one after another. But just as they readjusted their direction to kill this detestable human cultivator, another accident occurred.
Not far from where the human cultivator had rushed out, a poisoned Demonic Cultivator was churning with black qi, doing his best to resist the poison in his body.
And this human cultivator, who had just managed to escape the encirclement, did not even stop. His figure, which had just been revealed, was still illusory when he had already rushed towards that Demonic Cultivator .
"Liba, be careful!"
The voices of the six Demonic Cultivators rang out one after another.
But what answered them was another "peng!" Amidst the churning black qi, a scream had just begun when it was extinguished, the sound abruptly cut off. A figure shrouded in black qi and blood fell rapidly.
Li Yan's attack was extremely tyrannical and brief!
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!!"
"You lot, get down to the ground quickly, get away from here! This person's movement skill is strange! Quickly, quickly, don't let him succeed!" The six Demonic Cultivators had all shouted out loud.
They felt that although the time had been short, they had been led by the nose and played for fools.
This human cultivator was too sinister. He was racing against time to kill people, regardless of the consequences. How could they dare to let their companions stay in the air? They shouted for them to quickly get down to the ground to detoxify, to clear out a larger space for them.
These six Demonic Cultivators were somewhat unsettled by the series of unexpected events. They had even seen their companions being killed by a single blow one after another, yet they did not become more suspicious of Li Yan's strength.
They almost unanimously believed that this was because the poison had lowered their companions' defenses to an extremely low level, and they had already lost the ability to resist.
Although the poisoned Demonic Cultivators felt a tightness in their chests and their heads were heavy, they were still startled awake by the shouts of the six Demonic Cultivators . After forcing themselves to take a breath, they found a position below and descended.
After being poisoned, they had been looking for a place to detoxify anyway. It was just that Li Yan's attacks were too fast, and he had been killing people continuously in a few breaths. It seemed as if these dozen or so poisoned Demonic Cultivators had only reacted after being shouted at.
Seeing their companions descending one after another, the six Demonic Cultivators had already fully opened their Divine Senses . They did not believe that this inexplicably appearing human cultivator had divine powers that could reach the heavens.
And just at this moment, a painful howl suddenly came from the air.
"This is suffocating me..."
With a "thud," one of the dozen or so poisoned cultivators who were descending was already head down, his hands clutching his head, his feet kicking wildly in the air as he plummeted downwards, instantly crashing into a patch of rubble.
The crash sent a shower of shattered stone flying. The Demonic Cultivator's eyes suddenly bulged, so wide that they looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets.
His hands, which had been clutching his head, then fiercely clamped down on his own throat. His mouth opened wide, like a fish out of water, desperately gasping for water before it died.
This Demonic Cultivator convulsed a few times in the rubble, a "ge ge ge..." sound coming from his throat. Then, with his hands still clamped on his neck, the light in his bulging eyes gradually faded.
Finally, a Demonic Cultivator with the weakest strength had perished directly under this poison because he could not resist "Branches of the Same Breath." In just this short moment, four Demonic Cultivators had died one after another.