A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 340: 11th Emissary of Divine Blood.

Li Feng’s eyes widened in disbelief as he gazed upon the horrifying half-formed figure.

"Can this creature even be called human anymore..." he muttered, the words barely audible.

He had previously shattered the man's head and heart, yet this monstrous entity stubbornly refused to perish, regenerating time and again.

Then, abruptly—

[Ding!]

[Star Ignition state has ended!]

Following this system notification,

The ethereal silver light that had enveloped Li Feng softly pulsed before dissipating entirely.

The immense aura that had been constricting the surrounding atmosphere suddenly receded, drawing back into his very being.

The crackling arcs of lightning vanished as well, his formidable two hundred stars rapidly diminishing back to their original hundred.

A slight frown creased Li Feng’s brow as he examined his palm, sensing a noticeable decrease in his power.

However, he then flexed his fingers, clenching them into a tight fist.

"It makes no difference... I can still eliminate him with this much strength."

In the distance, Yan Moxuan's lower torso remained upright, nothing more than a pair of legs clad in torn martial robes, standing in a profoundly unnatural posture.

Then—

A substance erupted from the severed waist.

... A pulsating, blood-red tentacle shot forth, writhing through the air like a parasite exposed from its host.

Soon, more thick, crimson tendrils followed, surging forcefully from the freshly wounded gap.

They slithered and entwined in the air, resembling living threads being drawn from some unfathomable, hidden dimension.

Li Feng's gaze sharpened at the ghastly spectacle.

"...What in the actual hell."

The tendrils showed no sign of ceasing their proliferation.

They multiplied with alarming speed as dozens... then hundreds of crimson strands ascended, intertwining and weaving into a grotesque, throbbing mass.

Before long, flesh began to coalesce, and skeletal structures assembled themselves with sickening precision, bone by bone. Simultaneously, meridians stretched and connected, akin to luminous conduits of Qi.

Finally, organs took their form.

A faint heartbeat echoed with unnatural loudness within the silent tower.

In mere moments—

A torso, arms, a neck, and finally, a head materialized, perfectly reformed.

Yan Moxuan stood once more, his body flawless and utterly revitalized.

He tilted his head slightly, his initial movements appearing stiff before smoothing out as if he were acclimating to this newly restored form.

"...So this is what 'Immortality' feels like," Yan Moxuan murmured, gazing down at his pristine physique.

A grin then spread across his face, a peculiar, deeply satisfied expression blooming.

"...I should have embraced this sooner."

Yan Moxuan redirected his gaze towards Li Feng, his newly formed features contorted with a wild, jubilant excitement.

"Haha, Li Feng! I am delighted you could bear witness to my rebirth! And thanks to you, I have finally attained true immortality!"

Yet, Li Feng responded with a cold sneer to the ecstatic proclamation.

"You dare call that immortality?"

He regarded the grotesque form with evident contempt.

"...That is not living. You resemble a parasite draped in human skin. Whatever you have become... you ceased being human a long time ago."

At his cutting words, Yan Moxuan merely emitted a low, unsettling chuckle.

"Human? Such a diminutive, fragile concept... Why would I cling to something so inherently weak?"

His blood-red eyes fixed intently on Li Feng.

... Within those abyssal pupils, something else seemed to gaze back... ancient, frigid, and ravenous.

"I was once shackled by flesh... by inherent limitations... by the pervasive dread of mortality..."

He slowly lifted a hand, flexing his fingers and admiring the unnaturally fluid and perfect movement of the muscles.

"And now?"

A faint, crackling resonance emanated from beneath his skin as the crimson, vein-like patterns pulsed, resembling something unnervingly alive.

"I am bound by nothing!!"

Li Feng's frown deepened considerably.

He could perceive a terrifying shift in Yan Moxuan's very essence.

What had once been arrogant human Qi was now something far colder... far more ancient.

...Like an primordial abyss masquerading behind a familiar visage.

Suddenly, Yan Moxuan tilted his head upwards, as if receiving instruction from an unheard voice.

"Oh? I understand... Yes, I concur..."

He looked back towards Li Feng, a smile playing on his lips.

"Enough pleasantries. I am exceedingly eager to repay the humiliation you inflicted upon me..."

His tongue flicked out, tracing a faint crimson line across his lips.

"....and someone else shares my impatience."

With those pronouncements, Yan Moxuan condensed a sharp, crimson blade seemingly forged from pure blood and slashed forward.

A crescent of blood-red light tore through the atmosphere, shrieking towards Li Feng like a weapon born of pure animosity.

The very fabric of space along its trajectory warped violently, leaving ephemeral distortions as if reality itself had been sundered.

Li Feng's eyes narrowed, his focus intensifying.

He dispatched a swift mental directive to the Divine Brick.

'Guard Yue Lan's cocoon with your existence!'

Then, eschewing evasion, he took a deliberate step forward.

His foot impacted the ground forcefully as he drove his fist outward to meet the incoming assault directly.

Silver lightning erupted once more.

"Star Impact!"

The crimson arc met his fist in a violent, cataclysmic collision.

For a fleeting instant, time seemed to stand still.

Then—

A slash of blood-red light shattered like brittle glass, its fragments of blood energy exploding outwards before dissolving into mere mist mid-air.

However—

Li Feng's expression abruptly shifted.

"...!"

The crimson fragments did not dissipate.

Instead, they writhed intensely in the air before streaking back towards him like a barrage of needles.

Li Feng's eyes widened as the scattered ruby shards twisted unnaturally mid-flight, like parasitic entities, reversing their trajectory with startling velocity.

He raised an arm, attempting to shield himself, yet the slender crimson lines still managed to puncture his flesh.

"Ugh!"

A burning sensation instantly flooded the wounds, akin to acid corroding his flesh and meridians.

[Warning: ███████ Corruption Detected!]

[Foreign energy attempting to invade the host!]

Nonetheless, the Starforge Body immediately perceived the intrusion.

Every one of the hundred stars within him ignited simultaneously, fiercely expelling the invading force.

[Ding!]

[Starforge Body has successfully expelled the corruption!]

A surge of pristine silver starlight energy violently coursed through his meridians, incinerating the acidic blood threads that had begun to penetrate deeper.

The searing agony in his arm vanished instantaneously, supplanted by a refreshing coolness.

Yan Moxuan's brow furrowed slightly as he detected the disappearance of his 'Divine Blood'.

His head tilted subtly, the pupils within his eyes swirling with greater speed, as if the 'guest' residing within him was similarly taken aback.

He regarded Li Feng with a heightened sense of interest.

'It appears there's something unique dwelling within him...'

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