I Have A Cultivation World Chapter 2746 - 1266

After Chen Mobai offered a welcoming smile, Tu Ming reacted as if he had witnessed a specter, his body surging with Yin Qi as he attempted to activate the Netherworld Mansion once more to depart.

"My friend, since you've arrived, why not partake in a cup of tea before you leave?"

The instant Chen Mobai uttered these words, Tu Ming realized the surrounding void had become ensnared, rigid and inescapable, preventing him from opening the Netherworld Mansion.

Tu Ming made another attempt, his disbelief evident, but no matter how he channeled the potent Netherworld Yin Qi, it only caused the void to ripple slightly, failing to create even a fissure.

"What is happening? How did you ascertain I would fall into your formation?" At this juncture, Tu Ming found a semblance of calm, sensing the adjacent void and Spirit Veins, and voiced his inquiry.

"My friend, the moment you stepped into the domain of the Five Elements Sect, you were already ensnared within the Heaven and Earth Net. Had my life not been somewhat uneventful, you would not have survived to reach the Eastern Wilderness." Chen Mobai let out a hearty laugh, his words causing Tu Ming's eyes to widen in astonishment and utter disbelief.

Tu Ming: "How can this be possible?"

The territory governed by the Five Elements Sect is of immense scale, encompassing the Three Regions of the Eastern Continent Frontier, portions of the Ruins, and sections of the Mysterious Sea and Desolate Sea. Even at its zenith, the Eastern Emperor Court did not command such a vast expanse.

If a single formation were to envelop such an area, its sheer magnitude would be unfathomable.

From the perspective of the Demon Path at least, such an encompassing feat is beyond the capabilities of conventional formations.

It must be that Chen Mobai employed some clandestine scheme, unknown to him, leading him to unknowingly fall prey to the formation.

"It seems my friend remains unconvinced. Very well, discussing this is akin to playing a lute to a bull. Let us delve into the reason for your visit." Observing Tu Ming's skepticism, Chen Mobai felt disinclined to elaborate further, as this formation represented the trump card of the Five Elements Sect.

"I have come to eliminate you!" Tu Ming, finding himself trapped and unable to depart via the Netherworld Mansion, unleashed his power directly.

With a thunderous boom, the eighteen-horned Hell Disk materialized behind his head, unleashing a torrent of boundless Devil Power. Dense, dark flies manifested as an ominous cloud, erupting from his body once more to surge towards Chen Mobai, obscuring the sky.

Having encountered this assault previously with his Second Primeval Spirit, Chen Mobai responded with a knowing smile.

The Haotian Mirror ascended, resembling a celestial sun descending, and under the amplification of the Sky Curtain Ground Network Formation, an unceasing cascade of light and heat radiated outwards, incinerating and purifying every one of the swarming black flies.

Swiftly, the Haotian Mirror's radiance converged before Tu Ming, subjecting him to an infernal heat that felt akin to being submerged in lava. His supreme mastery of the Netherworld Scripture's power was rendered utterly ineffective against the brilliant light, and his skin, tendons, and bones began to swiftly liquefy.

With a pained outcry, Tu Ming could only seek succour from the Hell Disk.

Disregarding the perilous risk of transforming into the mark of the Black Fly Demon God, he continuously channeled Devil Power into his being to stave off the melting effects of the Haotian Mirror's brilliance.

However, while the Devil Power offered some impedance to the radiance, it was merely a temporary reprieve.

Fortunately, the reservoir of Devil Power within the Hell Disk was inexhaustible; even when consumed by the Haotian Mirror's brilliance, it could replenish his body in a timely manner, preventing his complete disintegration.

Yet, throughout this arduous process, Tu Ming's physical form began to undergo a transformation.

From his original humanoid shape, he gradually mutated towards an insectoid, fly-like physiology.

His dual eyes started to swell and protrude, his maw elongated, patches of his skin grew wrinkled, and protuberances emerged on his back, suggesting an imminent development of wings...

Witnessing this metamorphosis, Chen Mobai couldn't help but raise his right hand, causing the Haotian Mirror to momentarily cease its brilliant output, suspending itself directly above Tu Ming's head.

"My friend, might we now find a moment to converse?"

Chen Mobai had previously heard Ye Qing recount tales of the Outer Heaven Demon Treasures and understood that their true proprietors anticipated their descent from realms beyond human comprehension. If this confrontation were to persist, Tu Ming might, in his desperation to survive, forsake his very humanity.

Though, even now, he was verging on a non-human state.

"How many Haotian Mirrors do you possess?" Tu Ming gasped for air, struggling to adapt to the alarming changes in his body, his gaze trembling as he fixed upon the ancient bronze mirror hovering above.

"Merely this one, positioned above my friend's head."

Chen Mobai replied with a smile, then gestured towards the hillock before Tu Ming, whereupon a petite table and stool materialized, inviting him to take a seat.

At this juncture, Tu Ming had forfeited any capacity for resistance.

He forcefully channeled his internal power, stabilizing his partially transformed physique into a semblance of its former human configuration, before taking his seat.

"My friend's artifact, I presume, is the Hell Disk?" Chen Mobai indicated the eighteen-horned jade disk situated behind Tu Ming's head and posed the question.

"Indeed, that is the Hell Disk of the Black Fly Demon God. Under your coercion, I've been forced to sacrifice myself, becoming a beacon for the Demon God to survive. Should you slay me now, when the Demon God descends, the karmic debt will fall upon you, as if you yourself killed its corporeal form." Tu Ming, finding himself outmatched, could only invoke the power of the Black Fly Demon God, hoping this formidable figure of the Demonic Path would instill some dread in Chen Mobai.

"And why did you infiltrate the Five Elements Sect? Was it solely for that trifling matter of the Ghost Fetus?" Chen Mobai inquired further.

"A trifling matter? Do you comprehend that it was the very cornerstone of my cultivation path? Had I possessed that Ghost Fetus, I would undoubtedly have perfected the Netherworld Scripture by now. Perhaps I would have even reached the Void stage, shattering the cycle of life and death, and traversing both the living world and the underworld!" Tu Ming's emotions flared at Chen Mobai's dismissive words.