Chapter 617: Chapter 612: Clone Technique

Qin Feng looked at the Demon Cultivator with a strange expression, then nodded, “Yes, that’s it!”

“Ha, what a joke!”

Wei Wusheng’s face showed thick mockery, “Stop putting on a show here. That Spirit Turtle is your Riding Tool. Do you think I’m blind and can’t see?

Boy, you and your accomplices previously broke into my hiding place, luring two Fierce Beasts to try to kill me, huh huh. You think too simply. I, as an Elder, have cultivated various Demon Path Divine Powers over the years, my Dao Cultivation has greatly improved, how could I be killed by those two Fierce Beasts!”

“Oh?”

Qin Feng looked at him with interest, at his ragged and torn Magic Robe and the bloodstains covering his body, “So, you’re saying that you won in the end? You killed those two Fierce Beasts?”

“…”

Wei Wusheng’s mouth twitched, ignoring him.

He wouldn’t tell Qin Feng that he was overwhelmed by the joint attack of the two Fierce Beasts, even though he also wounded them, and most of the blood covering him was theirs. But still, it was two against one, and ultimately he was somewhat overpowered.

Moreover, this battle had come somewhat unexpectedly, and he was worried that his hiding place had been discovered. He had to leave quickly, lest the too great fluctuations from the fighting arouse the attention of Righteous Path Cultivators, or if the junior who had found him had already sent a message to others. He was afraid he would soon face a large number of Cultivators besieging him.

Therefore, he didn’t stay to fight to the death with the two Fierce Beasts. As soon as he discovered it was difficult to end the fight quickly, he immediately withdrew.

What he never expected was that he had just made his Flying Escape for a moment when he ran into the one who had destroyed his hiding place!

Wei Wusheng, being a Great Cultivator of the Demon Dao at the Primordial Spirit Realm, of course could see that both Qin Feng and the Spirit Turtle were only at the Dharma Image Realm.

Such Cultivation Levels, of course, did not impress him.

Meeting his enemy only made his blood boil, and considering this enemy was weaker than himself, he simply could not let him go!

So he roared, “Boy, stop wasting your words. Leave behind your life, let me refine your Soul into my Magical Treasure to increase its power!”

Qin Feng sighed helplessly, patting the back of the Spirit Turtle, “Is this what you called an opportunity? Does this Demon Cultivator have some kind of precious treasure on him?”

The Old Turtle was also puzzled, looking at Wei Wusheng’s tragic state, even without a decent Magic Robe, he didn’t seem wealthy.

However, its Divination Skills could only provide a rough and vague direction, and it was not clear about what exactly the opportunity was. After all, with its current level of Dao Cultivation, it couldn’t possibly calculate everything in detail.

So, faced with Qin Feng’s questions, the Old Turtle could only shake its head in confusion.

The opportunity had not yet come; anything was possible. Who knew if killing this Demon Cultivator would cause him to drop some Treasure!

Qin Feng was about to say something else, but Wei Wusheng opposite him had already made a move.

He intended to quickly slay the Cultivator who had ruined his hiding place and leave the area as soon as possible, to avoid any unexpected complications.

Suddenly, he shouted, and numerous Ghost Ropes that resembled Spiritual Snakes emerged from his body, covering the sky and shooting straight toward Qin Feng.

“Have you run out of tricks, using the same move again!”

Qin Feng sneered, “It seems you, as a Demon Cultivator, are all talk. I thought you had many methods, but now it seems, that’s all you have!”

Those words instantly infuriated Wei Wusheng, who thundered, “Boy, don’t think you can triumph with mere words. These methods are enough to deal with you!”

“Is that so? I don’t believe it!”

Qin Feng sneered again.

Back in the cave, he had managed to escape from the surprise attack of the Lifeless Ghost Ropes, and now that he had a rough understanding of the root and effect of such Magical Treasures, of course.

But knowing was one thing; unlike before, Qin Feng didn’t use the Space Shifting Divine Power to jump out of the encirclement and leave.

That time was for the pursuit of the Spirit Turtle, not wanting to delay time fighting with this Demon Cultivator or miss his own opportunity because of a Demon.

But now it was different; the Spirit Turtle had already been subdued, and he had no worries. He didn’t want to let go of this Demon.

Seeing the Lifeless Ghost Ropes about to encircle him, each one with Fierce Ghost Souls screeching miserably, which was annoying and repulsive!

If it were an ordinary Cultivator facing this enemy, they would surely be disturbed in their Spirit. Even Qin Feng, with his strong Divine Sense, was quite affected under the full force exertion of Wei Wusheng.

But that was all!

Qin Feng also roared, his voice like thunder, shaking the Void, as powerful sound waves rippled around, immediately suppressing the miserable screeching on the Lifeless Ghost Ropes.

Then he clapped his hands together, and in front of him suddenly appeared a white light sphere the size of a human head!

With a flip of his hand, endless Holy Light burst forth from the sphere, quickly spreading in all directions, colliding with the Lifeless Ghost Ropes rushing toward him.

With a sizzling sound, like cold water splashed onto a red-hot iron plate, the Lifeless Ghost Ropes suddenly emitted endless black vapor. The Souls wrapped within the ropes wailed even more miserably.

This was the manifestation of the Yin Evil and the Soul Bodies in the Lifeless Ghost Ropes being purified by the Holy Light.

The Holy Light was eroding the Yin Evil, but at the same time, the Yin Evil was also consuming the Holy Light.

The Lifeless Ghost Rope was, after all, a top-quality spiritual treasure that had been refined by a Demon Path Great Cultivator for many years. It was filled with countless Yin Evil and Ghost Items, not something that could be exhausted by a simple Holy Light spell from Qin Feng.

However, this Divine Power clearly still gave the Demon Cultivator a shock, “What is this strange Divine Power that restrains my treasure so effectively?”

But being a Great Cultivator who had achieved the Primordial Spirit long ago and considering that Demon Cultivators tend to be cruel and twisted, he soon stopped worrying about Qin Feng’s methods and focused solely on killing him.

So, disregarding the consumption of the Lifeless Ghost Rope, he forcefully manipulated it to press down fully, trying to completely bind this infuriating man, to suck out all the vitality and essence from his body, to extinguish the rage in his heart!

However, no sooner had the Yin Evil Qi in the Lifeless Ghost Rope overwhelmed the Holy Light than countless Golden Light emerged on Qin Feng’s body, turning into golden blades flying in the void, spinning as they sliced towards the pitch-black ropes.

Qin Feng did not summon his spiritual beasts to fight. Having only advanced to the Dharma Image Realm recently and not having had many battles, he decided to use this battle with the Demon Cultivator to hone himself and improve his combat experience.

Moreover, as a Master of Qi Luck, he couldn’t grow without experiencing battles; if he relied solely on his spiritual beasts for too long, it would not be beneficial.

Especially now, while his Qi Fortune was at its peak, he needed more practice to speed up his cultivation.

Combat was also the time to comprehend various magic Divine Powers.

The Golden Blades that Qin Feng sent out were sharp and terrifying; although a single or dual blades could hardly harm the Lifeless Ghost Rope, when dozens or hundreds struck it simultaneously, they caused significant damage. In just a few moments, more than a dozen ropes were cut in half.

Even though the severed ropes still had considerable power to change length and twist, their strength was much less than before.

But that wasn’t all; after the Golden Light, dark flames burst from Qin Feng’s hands, burning directly onto the Lifeless Ghost Ropes.

These were the Soul Burning Demon Flames he had obtained from the Ghost-Faced Spider. Such flames, which primarily harm the soul, were the nemesis to evil spirit treasures like the Lifeless Ghost Rope, which had been enhanced by sacrificing countless Life Souls to increase power.

As soon as the Soul Burning Demon Flames touched the Ghost Ropes, they immediately followed the Fierce Ghost Soul Bodies inside, burning countless Ghost Items that shrieked pitifully, desperately flailing and attempting to flee.

But since these Ghost Items were bound within the Lifeless Ghost Rope, they could only try to escape along the rope itself. In the end, other than spreading the Soul Burning Demon Flames to more Ghost Items while fleeing, they served no further purpose!

With the arrival of the Soul Burning Demon Flames, not just the Ghost Items inside the Lifeless Ghost Rope, even Wei Wusheng himself couldn’t help but be taken aback!

“This kind of flame…” He muttered to himself before his eyes shone brightly, “Such fire that can burn souls should belong to the Demon Path, not in the hands of a Righteous Path Cultivator like you. Only a Demon Dao Cultivator can unleash the full potential of these Demon Flames!”

Excitement shone on Wei Wusheng’s face as he swung his hand, and boundless Demonic Qi condensed into a hundred-zhang-sized pitch-black palm, reaching directly for Qin Feng.

In his excitement, the demon had forgotten everything else, with his mind set only on capturing Qin Feng. He planned to force out all the Soul Burning Demon Fire from Qin Feng’s body with a secret technique and refine it for his own use.

He was confident that acquiring these Demon Flames would allow him to make another breakthrough in his cultivation, and his war power would significantly increase.

After all, to a Demon Cultivator of his status, Qin Feng’s method of deploying the Demon Flames was too simple; he hadn’t fully unlocked the true power of the Soul Burning Demon Flames.

But he was too busy being pleased with himself to know the extent of Qin Feng’s abilities.

The methods at Qin Feng’s disposal were numerous; he was not limited to just the few seen so far.

Facing Wei Wusheng’s oncoming Demon Palm, Qin Feng snorted coldly and suddenly exhaled a beam of cold air.

As soon as the cold air appeared, it turned into thousands of ice swords, rushing towards the Demon Palm like a storm, piercing right through it and turning it into swirling black Demonic Qi.

Hmm?

Wei Wusheng then realized that even though the figure before him was only at the Dharma Image Realm, he had a solid foundation and formidable strength. He was fighting on par with him, a Demon Path Great Cultivator.

This realization sent a chill through his spirit.

He knew the unwritten rules of the Cultivation World: such young Cultivators who could fight above their level were not simple. Many well-established Cultivators had become stepping stones for these youths, with unknowable numbers of Demon Cultivators defeated by them over the years. Wei Wusheng did not wish to become one of them.

So, he no longer underestimated Qin Feng, even though the latter was still in the Dharma Image Realm. He now regarded him as a peer in the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Wei Wusheng’s figure flickered, and nine images suddenly appeared in the void.

This was the Clone Technique of the Demon Shadow Sect, also one of the strongest Divine Powers he had focused on in recent years.

The Clone Technique was quite miraculous; once one’s strength reached a certain level, multiple bodies could divide and fight simultaneously. Each clone had a physical body and corresponding strength, making it difficult to distinguish which was the true body and which were the clones!

Furthermore, the combined battle power when these clones joined forces to form a War Formation was much stronger than a single individual!

He believed that with this Clone Technique, the young man before him would have no escape.

After all, this was the combat method he had cultivated with great effort over many years, having once used it to trap and kill a Righteous Path Primordial Spirit Realm Cultivator.

“Heh heh heh, junior, you’re as good as dead!”

All nine Wei Wusheng’s clones laughed coldly as their figures shifted, attacking simultaneously from nine different directions!