The Transcendent Immortal Chapter 217 The Cunning Ye Wuxin

Following Xiao Chen's scream, a hundred-feet-long red light soared from the entire blade. The blade lunged at the Corpse Puppet like it wanted to cleave heaven and earth.

A loud explosion resounded, causing the entire world to tremble. Buildings collapsed, resulting in ruined earth and flying dirt. Nothing looked the same. When the smoke and dust finally dissipated, a gorge more than a hundred feet long on the ground came into view.

The Corpse Puppet was impaled into the ground like a stake, with a wisp of dark red blood finally flowing out of its forehead. Right now, it was glowering at Xiao Chen.

"F*ck! What a monster!"

Even a Nirvana Realm cultivator would be injured after taking this hit. Little did he imagine that this Corpse Puppet would only suffer a graze on his forehead.

The more he thought about it, the more tingling his scalp felt.

Ye Wuxin sneered. "Even though this Corpse Puppet's strength is only close to that of a Nirvana Realm cultivator, its defense? Heh. Not even an Apotheosis Realm cultivator could possibly destroy it."

Xiao Chen was so livid that he pointed to Ye Wuxin and said, "Are you showing off? I'm telling you, I'm also indestructible!"

Ye Wuxin sneered. "Why would I call you the best furnace for my evolution? You should be obedient and listen to me. I'll grant you an easy death then."

"Go to hell!" Xiao Chen was exasperated.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion resounded as the Corpse Puppet emerged from the ground and walked over to Xiao Chen with a ferocious air. Bai Susu's gaze turned icy. While Ye Wuxin was distracted, she glared at Zuoqiu Qitian and said coldly, "What are you waiting for? Go and destroy the Corpse Puppet!"

Her command alarmed Zuoqiu Qitian. Even though the mysterious woman was keeping the Bloodied Mad Swordsman occupied, the Corpse Puppet was even more terrifying than the Swordsman!

However, Bai Susu was so formidable that he had no choice but to go. His figure blurred out of view before reappearing next to Xiao Chen.

"Kid, listen to me. Neither of us is strong enough to destroy this Corpse Puppet. Unless you hand over your physical body..."

"Go to hell if you have so much nonsense to say!"

Following Xiao Chen's bellow, he once again lunged at the Corpse Puppet with his blade. However, the puppet remained invulnerable. It was at this moment that three sword lights came flying from the distance toward the puppet.

Three resounding clanging noises rang out as the Corpse Puppet took hits and retreated several steps. Even so, its body remained invincible. Even three Immortal's Swords capable of beheading demons and devils were unable to harm the puppet.

Xiao Chen turned around and his eyes widened. "Why are you here?"

The newcomers to the battlefield were Perfected Immortal Fengxi, the Elder of the Pavilion of Swords, and the Elder of the Pavilion of Thoughts who had been watching from afar. Fengxi smoothed his beard and sighed. "The Annihilation Times are here. We have no choice but to undo the seal upon ourselves..."

It was only then that Xiao Chen noticed their aura... None of them was now inferior to Zuoqiu Qitian in terms of cultivation. It turned out that these three old things had been hiding all along.

"You've been here all along, haven't you?"

"Cough, cough. Don't worry about that. Let's focus on dealing with this Corpse Puppet."

"..."

Xiao Chen cursed the three old men in his head. So they had been watching the Corpse Puppet pummel him from afar. How vile! Weren't they at least friends?

Qin Shaoyang and the rest wanted to go over when they saw their Master and Elders arriving. However, various forces were wreaking havoc on the battlefield. Considering their cultivation, approaching the battlefield was as good as digging their own grave.

"Roar..." The Corpse Puppet let out a deafening roar as if it was livid that the four of them were turning a blind eye to it.

Fengxi glared at the puppet. "What are you roaring about, you d*mned puppet? Do you think you're great just because you're loud?"

"Roar!" The Corpse Puppet cried once again as it swung its fist, sending an overwhelming force flying in their direction. While Xiao Chen hastily got out of the way, Fengxi scoffed and met the force with his palm attack. To his surprise, the collision of forces sent him flying fifty or sixty feet away.

In the distance, Qin Shaoyang and the rest were shocked. "Master!"

Quite a few onlooking cultivators were stupefied as well. Even the Perfected Immortal Fengxi was no match for this Corpse Puppet!

When Fengxi regained his footing, his face was red. Things didn't seem too encouraging. How could the monster send him flying in front of so many of his disciples? He coughed twice and said, "Oh, two old men. I'm leaving the monster to you too. I'm going to check if there are other remnants of the Devil Clan around."

Xiao Chen cursed on the inside, saying, "F*ck! How shameless! You're a Sect Leader, aren't you? How could you escape at a time like this?!"

However, Fengxi didn't seem to be running from danger. He happened to notice Yu Linglong, who had fallen to a disadvantageous position. His figure blurred out of view as he charged over to her. Getting a bad premonition, Xiao Chen immediately yelled, "Don't provoke her, Perfected Immortal!"

It was all too late, however. Fengxi appeared in front of Yu Linglong and spoke in a solemn manner. "Little girl, you may be young but you're still from the Devil Clan. I have no choice but to..."

Yu Linglong placed her hands on her hips, looking mad. She was seething as she retorted, "Have no choice but to what?!"

"I have no choice but to subdue you today!"

"I'm absolutely livid right now! Do you know how grave the consequences will be? Unrivaled in this universe—Meow Meow Punch!"

"Argh..."

Following Fengxi's pained screech, a gorge more than a hundred feet long appeared on the ground. Dust went flying everywhere. Qin Shaoyang and the rest were shocked. "Master!"

Xiao Chen clasped his forehead and said, "Sigh. Didn't I tell you not to provoke her?"

On the other side, three Nirvana Realm experts—the Elder of the Pavilion of Swords, the Elder of the Pavilion of Thoughts, and Zuoqiu Qitian—were working together to besiege the Corpse Puppet but they remained in a pathetic state. Not only was the puppet impervious to their swords, but its power was also astonishing. Moreover, it seemed to be in tiptop condition all along.

In the distance, the onlooking cultivators were dumbstruck. The Corpse Puppet was close to being an existence that couldn't be defeated. The Corpse Refinery Sect was truly terrifying for being able to create something like this to win their battles.

Out of the blue, a smirking Ye Wuxin struck Bai Susu. Like his puppet, he seemed to have expended no energy since the start of the battle. On the other hand, Bai Susu looked like she was beginning to struggle. The palm attack sent her flying more than one hundred feet away.

"Sister Bai!"

Yi Tong and Xiao Chen rapidly made their way over to her. Bai Susu lifted her hand, indicating that she was alright. She was merely depleting her spiritual force.

Meanwhile, the battle between the Bloodied Mad Swordsman and the mysterious woman was slowing down. The chaotic battles had been going on for quite some time. Everyone was starting to get strained.

The Bloodied Mad Swordsman circulated his True Energy and made one last palm attack. The mysterious woman raised her hand to block the attack, but she was ultimately too weak for it. With a jeering noise, her mantle was reduced into countless fragments. An emotionless woman in black clothes appeared in everyone's vision. She stood tall on her flying sword, looking like a fairy who had descended down to the mortal realm. Hanging from her waist was a horsetail whisk sword.

Many young cultivators outside stared at her, dumbfounded.

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes. How could it be Xiaoyue? Since when did her cultivation become that high?

The Bloodied Mad Swordsman narrowed his eyes. He returned to his previous form and sneered. "So it's Ye Yuexuan's heir! Heh. You're as beautiful as Ye Yuexuan was. Hahaha! One thousand years ago, I promised I'd bring everyone from the Thousand Feathers Sect into my harem! Hahaha!"

"Idiot," Bai Susu scolded.

Xiaoyue remained expressionless. She controlled her flying sword to gradually land near Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes. Her aura appeared much weaker now; did that power earlier not belong to her?

Even if that was the case, it still unsettled him. Little did he imagine that her cultivation would be close to the Nascent Soul Realm in the short time that they hadn't seen each other. This woman was truly terrifying.

It wasn't hard for him to detect her murderous intent for him when they were in the East Continent. Even though they briefly worked together to defeat the Skygale Sect later on, that murderous intent never truly disappeared. Moreover, Su Xiaomei had manipulated him to attack her earlier. Her not fighting back in the beginning was likely out of fear of Bai Susu's strength.

On the other side, Ye Wuxin seemed to have achieved his goal. He recalled his Corpse Puppet. The Elder of the Pavilion of Swords and the other two regrouped as soon as they broke away from the puppet. Fengxi had returned as well. Right then, the group was in a very sorry condition.

The Bloodied Mad Swordsman and Yu Linglong weren't better off either. Everyone had exhausted their energy and power. Even if they possessed the strength of a Nirvana Realm cultivator, it was hard for them to display it now.

The only one at the scene who seemed completely intact was Ye Wuxin. There was a sinister smile on his face. He had been waiting all along, waiting for everyone to exhaust themselves.

It could be said that at this moment, he himself could control the battlefield. There was no one here who was a match for him anymore.

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