Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills Chapter 116 – Crisis in Wangxian, Zhao Huai Takes Action, Demons Fear

Chapter 116: Chapter 24: Crisis in Wangxian, Zhao Huai Takes Action, Demons Fear

After killing Hong Yuan, a large cluster of milky-white light entered Zhao Huai’s body.

His cultivation experienced a significant increase.

This Spider Demon’s cultivation was several times more powerful than that of the crocodile commander, and the reward of cultivation nourishment was also extremely rich, equivalent to two years of hard work.

He didn’t care what was happening outside.

The top priority was to research this bloody pool in front of him.

In this vast underground space, this bloody pool was particularly conspicuous, with corpses piled around it, all of which had been drained of blood, leaving only empty shells.

Zhao Huai walked through the bloody mist and finally saw the true form of the bloody pool.

At the center of the pool was a black heart, with rich blood shining on it. Wisps of mist surrounded it, and with each beat, pure energy was delivered, filling the entire bloody pool with energy. It seemed to be some kind of power source.

There was also a translucent devil core, slowly absorbing the power of the bloody pool.

“Golden Core?”

Zhao Huai looked at the devil core, narrowing his eyes: “No, it’s a demonic core.”

As it turned out, the Spider Demon King was using the power of the bloody pool to enhance his own demonic core. The blood was continuously flowing towards the demonic core, and the effect was surprisingly good.

This evil black heart was the fundamental reason why so many demons became stronger!

Even the strength of the Demon King could be improved, this thing must be extraordinary.

It indirectly showed how overbearing this evil heart was, even the Demon King didn’t dare to swallow it easily, so he created this so-called bloody pool to absorb the diluted power.

After such a long time, this heart remained uncorrupted for centuries and still possessed such abundant power.

Zhao Huai simply couldn’t imagine, to what extent had his master reached with such a heaven-defying thing?

It must be a truly terrifying existence.

Could it be comparable to the human race’s Rebirth Metamorphosing Realm? Or the Mythical Immortals?

Faced with such a heart, Zhao Huai also didn’t know how to deal with it.

If he destroyed it, there was a chance that it might backfire on him.

For safety, he tossed the golden bronze coins on his waist and made a Hexagram calculation.

[Misfortune and fortune depend on each other, let’s look at it for the time being]

[Hexagram one: a hundred generations of entanglement, the evil is unforgettable, be aware of the need for caution. Destroying the evil bloody pool, the guidance you get is “misfortune.”]

Trace Guidance: Evil thoughts entangle the body.

[Hexagram two: subduing demons and eliminating evil for a thousand miles, no more dark wind days in Tianmu Mountain, sealing the evil bloody pool, the guidance you get is “fortune.”]

Trace Guidance: Bide your time.

Two Hexagrams appeared before Zhao Huai’s eyes, and he understood them in an instant.

As he thought, if he rashly destroyed it, there would be great misfortune.

Since he couldn’t destroy the evil heart, he could only tamper with the bloody pool.

Zhao Huai had a thought, his fingers dancing like a brush, drawing the symbols of the thunder talisman formation.

Several sealing thunder formations were arranged immediately, and the thunder continued to surge in the bloody pool.

At the entrance of the Black Wind Cave.

High above the dense forest, figures on swords stood in the sky. Dressed in white-crane-decorated Taoist robes, they enveloped the entire Tianmu Mountain.

The entire Tianmu Mountain was bathed in a blue formation.

As far as the eye could see, there was an army of cultivators, mainly in the Qi-Refining Realm, with only a few dozen in the Initiation Realm. The previously fierce young man was among them, but his face was not as good as expected.

Among the young cultivators, there was also a goat-bearded Taoist priest in his fifties with a deep and immeasurable aura of golden light emanating from his body.

He was in the Golden Core Realm.

The disciples of the Immortal Yearning Sect had already arrived. However, the goat-bearded old priest’s face was full of solemnity.

“Bang bang! ”

Figures constantly flew back in the sky because the disciples guarding the formation couldn’t withstand the terrifying demonic power and were defeated.

“Hahaha! With just you, you dare to touch a single hair of mine?”

“Die, all of you!”

The explosive laughter, like waves of substantial sound, struck the disciples of the Immortal Yearning Sect in the sky. They only felt a buzzing in their ears, their vision darkening, and their minds shaking.

Many Qi-Refining disciples couldn’t resist and fell from the sky.

At this moment, a giant spider with a body as large as a hill stood in the center, much taller than its surroundings.

Its upper body was a human-like figure over three meters tall, with a man’s face, displaying a sharp eight-pack of abdominal muscles, covered in golden patterns, and wearing dark gold armor.

He was the Spider Demon King, at the top of the pyramid of the eight hundred miles of the hillside.

The Spider Demon King’s eyes were blood-red, filled with killing intent.

As long as he stood there, it was as if he was a mountain blocking the cultivators’ retreat.

Even the latecomer disciples of the Immortal Yearning Sect didn’t expect the Demon King’s strength to be so beyond their imagination.

The many demons on the ground huddled together, glaring at the cultivators in the sky.

Both sides stood in confrontation.

Suddenly, a heaven-shattering sword qi soared into the sky, slashing towards the Spider Demon King.

The goat-bearded old priest made a move.

Seeing this, the Spider Demon King’s expression was indifferent. The lower half of his spider’s abdomen emitted blood light. With a swing of his giant spider legs, he scattered the sword qi.

“How is this possible?”

The goat-bearded old man whispered, not giving up. He wiped his finger across the sword’s edge, raising a golden sword radiance.

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Infused with the power of the Golden Core, the spiritual sword slashed again.

When the Spider Demon King saw this, his spider lower half spat out a long, extremely durable spider silk, as if it were a silk sword.

“Ding! ”

The sword edge collided with the spider silk, emitting a clear sound.

The spider silk was incredibly tough, not breaking even after the collision. After the impact, the spider silk dispersed, fluttering through the sky like a fishing net, and in the blink of an eye, it entangled the fierce and radiant spiritual sword..