Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1330 - 570: Poisoning the Demon Cultivators

What Li Yunjing was truly afraid of was tens of thousands of people seeing him appear, then attacking all at once, focusing their firepower on him.

If that happened, Li Yunjing would be as good as dead!

The danger in this, only the person in the middle of it really understands.

Right now these Demon Control Sect people clearly don’t take him seriously, thinking that four Golden Core Realm Elders plus several hundred Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators are more than enough to easily cut him down.

That’s the opportunity.

With so many people tangled up in close combat, the Demon Control Sect crowd simply can’t concentrate their fire.

They can’t possibly just abandon several hundred of their own, can they?

Especially when there are four Elders as well!

Li Yunjing lightly tapped the ground with the tip of his toe, his figure weaving through the crowd like a ghost.

The Yin Yang Five Elements Celestial Derivation Sword turned into a stream of light, and wherever its edge swept past, the protective Gang Qi of Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators was pierced as easily as thin paper, blood spraying out.

He deliberately targeted isolated or weaker Qi Refining Realm and Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators, every sword strike precise to the extreme, leaving his opponents not the slightest chance to counterattack.

"Hmph! Petty tricks!"

A Golden Core Realm Elder let out an angry shout, the black longsword in his hand sending out a streak of black Sword Aura straight at Li Yunjing’s back.

"Heh! Catch up with me first!"

Li Yunjing had been prepared; his figure flickered as he cast the Thunder Escape Technique, instantly appearing dozens of meters away.

The black Sword Aura slammed into the ground, blasting out a huge deep pit, rubble flying.

"Think you can run? Not that easy!"

Another Golden Core Realm Elder formed seals with both hands, muttering incantations under his breath.

Suddenly, countless black vines thrust up from the ground, like giant pythons coiling toward Li Yunjing.

Li Yunjing’s gaze sharpened; the Five Elements radiance on the Yin Yang Five Elements Celestial Derivation Sword flared, and with a swing of his sword he slashed out a streak of Five Elements Sword Qi that swept across, severing all the black vines.

However, just as he was clashing with these two Golden Core Realm Elders, the other two Golden Core Realm Elders flanked from either side; the four formed an encirclement, trapping Li Yunjing in the center.

"Bang bang bang!"

The surrounding Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators also rushed to bring out their Magical Treasures, countless beams of light shooting toward Li Yunjing.

Li Yunjing remained calm, his hands rapidly forming seals as he shouted, "Five Elements Shield!"

At once, the Power of the Five Elements gathered around him into a massive shield, blocking all the incoming magical beams.

But under the sustained barrage, the shield’s light flickered again and again, as if it might shatter at any moment.

"Break!"

A Golden Core Realm Elder seized the opening; his longsword thrust out, a Sword Qi filled with immense power striking straight at the weak point of the shield.

With a thunderous boom, the Five Elements Shield shattered; Li Yunjing was blasted backward by the powerful impact, spitting a mouthful of blood.

Just as the demon cultivators thought victory was in their grasp, a flash of icy light passed through Li Yunjing’s eyes.

He released the Myriad Poison Banner!

"Clatter—!"

The Myriad Poison Banner unfurled, spewing out torrents of emerald-green poisonous smoke.

In the span of just a few breaths, it had formed a hundred-zhang-wide domain of green, highly poisonous space.

"Ahhhh..."

The several hundred Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators chasing him crashed headlong, unprepared, into the surging emerald poisonous miasma; their Protective Gang Qi crackled like thin paper being torn.

"Save... me..."

The gray-robed elder at the very front suddenly clutched his throat, yellow pus like rotting flesh seeping through his fingers.

His eyeballs were bubbling and melting right inside their sockets.

"It’s... it’s bone-melting poison smoke!"

Someone had just formed the poison-warding seal when he realized that the verdant mist was already boring into his body through every pore.

A double-bunned female cultivator suddenly fell to her knees, her lower abdomen swelling like an overinflated bladder; through her semi-transparent skin one could see her organs slowly dissolving into foul, bloody pus.

"Help..."

Clusters of blood flowers burst within the poisonous fog, and the emerald miasma even tainted the exploding Spiritual Energy into pure venom; chunks of flesh and bone splattering onto companions immediately corroded bloody holes that hissed and smoked.

A burly man hacked off his own corroded left arm with a blade, but from the stump erupted dense green mycelium, and in the blink of an eye he was wrapped into a twitching, human-shaped mushroom.

The most horrifying were those who hadn’t quite stopped breathing yet.

A certain young cultivator hugged his liquefying legs and howled, when suddenly hundreds of transparent worms wriggled out of his gaping mouth.

They had eaten through his viscera and were now scrambling to escape this soon-to-be-dead shell.

The hundred-zhang poison domain was still expanding.

The plaza near the Demon Control Sect’s mountain gate had become a Chaotic Scene; the piles of rotting corpses on the ground, catalyzed by the toxic smoke, actually started devouring and fusing with each other, forming a three-headed, six-armed abomination of flesh that continued to writhe.

When the last, abruptly-cut-off scream finally faded, within the vortex whipped up by the Myriad Poison Banner, hundreds of corpses were dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye, ultimately turning into a bubbling pool of dark-green sludge; even the Magical Treasure Flying Swords were etched with web-like cracks.

As a light breeze passed, only a few scraps of clothing, still clinging with bits of flesh, fluttered over the charred earth.

In the distance, the tens of thousands of Demon Control Sect members were all stunned; one by one they forgot to attack and even forgot to move to rescue their fellow sect members.

The four Elders were also caught within the poisonous domain, unable to move, waiting for death in despair.

No one had expected that the Shenxiao Dao Sect people would have such an evil Magical Treasure!

No!

This isn’t a Treasure Artifact!

This is a Demon Artifact!

Could it be that the Shenxiao Dao Sect is secretly refining vicious weapons of the Demon Dao as well?

"Fuck!"

Even Li Yunjing was startled, blurting out a curse despite himself; the Myriad Poison Banner had undergone several evolutions, and its power was already worlds apart from when he first obtained it.

In recent years, Li Yunjing’s combat power had grown so overwhelming that he rarely ever needed to use the Myriad Poison Banner.