Demonic Cultivator: Immune To Common Side Effects - Chapter 68

Chapter 68: Immortal and Indestructible, I Face a Great Ascension Stage Powerhouse!

These old ghosts of the Blood Core Realm had come seeking trouble with Li Yan from the start.

His Golden Core Formation had triggered a celestial phenomenon, a radiant cloud formation visible for dozens of miles around. More and more cultivators were inevitably being drawn to the spectacle.

If he could lure these greedy cultivators into the God’s Tomb and use the Ancient God’s power to trap and slaughter them one by one, that would be ideal.

Watching the Bloodline Corpses relentlessly pursue the intruders, Li Yan muttered to himself, “The more deaths, the better. Otherwise, if these old ghosts join forces against me, the risk would be far too great.”

He observed a large group of Bloodline Corpses hunting down True Master Shouyi and Daoist Wuwei. The explosive power of these corpses rivaled a full-strength strike from a peak Blood Core Realm cultivator!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The shockwaves from the explosions—visible ripples in the air—made Li Yan’s chest heave as his Blood Qi boiled.

This terrifying force had already blasted six Elders from the Four Great Sects of Mishan City to smithereens.

Li Yan watched from the shadows, a silent sigh of relief escaping his lips.

“Good thing someone cleared the path for me,” he thought. “Dealing with those Bloodline Corpses myself would have wasted a fortune in elixirs.”

He could have handled the horde himself, slowly whittling them down with his Blood Shadow technique. But it would have been tedious and risked others taking advantage of his efforts. Better to let his fellow Daoists take the lead than strain himself.

As the sound of explosions faded into the distance, signaling that the Elders had been driven deeper into the God’s Tomb by the corpse horde, Li Yan confirmed there were no remaining threats. He then led his Corpse Puppet Su Mo onto the Flesh Bridge.

Stepping onto the bridge felt like wading through thick, viscous mud. Beneath Li Yan’s feet, countless twisted faces writhed—a testament to the Immortal Cultivators who had constructed this macabre pathway from corpses and flesh.

Holding the Blood Glazed Lotus Lamp aloft, sixteen Sub Shadows surrounded Li Yan like guardians, while Corpse Puppet Su Mo trailed closely behind.

When Li Yan reached the bridge’s midpoint, he spotted the six heavily wounded Elders from the Heavenly Evolution Sect and Yellow Path Sect. They lay barely alive on the ground, gasping for breath, as crimson, flesh-like arms emerged from the bridge’s surface, reaching to ensnare them.

The six Elders weakly raised their hands. “Save… save me.”

Li Yan crouched down, observing the Elders entangled by the fleshy arms of the bridge. They were already on the verge of death from their injuries. But when they saw Li Yan, a sudden excitement surged through them, their eyes widening with a desperate hope, like a final flicker of life before the end.

“You’re—!”

“Could you be the Golden Core Cultivator?”

“This… this is a Golden Core!”

Even as their final breaths faded, the six Old Ghosts’ faces twisted with avarice. They would have gladly ripped Li Yan open and torn out his Golden Core.

“Fellow Daoist, please save me!”

They assumed Li Yan had come to rescue them. But what was the truth?

Li Yan silently squatted down, removed the Storage Rings from the Elders’ fingers, and calmly walked away, watching the Flesh Bridge devour them without lifting a finger.

The six Elders feebly stretched out their hands, but the thousands of crimson arms from the bridge swallowed them whole. They couldn’t even scream as they silently merged into the bridge’s flesh, their bodies becoming one with the grotesque structure.

The Storage Rings of those six old codgers must be filled with treasures.

Li Yan chuckled softly as he stepped over their heads and continued into the God’s Tomb.

The Flesh Bridge, composed of 777 steps formed from the flesh and blood of Immortal Cultivators, spanned the underground chasm, connecting to the God’s Tomb on the other side.

Li Yan glanced up at a nearby stone pillar, where Ancient Immortal Script he couldn’t decipher was etched. The Demonic Eye at his waist translated it for him:

“Blood Dynasty—the final resting place of the Ancient Gods.”

“This brat really has guts,” the Cinder Annihilation Fairy’s inner voice echoed in Li Yan’s mind. “To dare delve deeper into the God’s Tomb… This Venerable One is starting to have some expectations for him.”

Li Yan smirked inwardly. Having an Ancient Great Ascension Stage Immortal as his personal ancient text translator was truly convenient. At least others who ventured into the God’s Tomb to plunder stumbled around blindly, unable to understand anything. But with the Ancient Demonic Eye by his side, he could decipher anything he needed to know.

He glanced around again. The Elders had already lured away all the Bloodline Corpses, leaving him free to explore.

The distant sounds of explosions echoed occasionally, drawing the malevolent spirits away.

Just as Li Yan was about to explore his surroundings, he noticed a lone Bloodline Corpse kneeling before a tombstone.

Recognizing the solitary Corpse Human, Li Yan raised his hand to strike it down.

But the Corpse Human muttered to itself, “I can’t do anything… In the end, I couldn’t save anyone.”

Li Yan paused, hearing the Corpse Human’s murmurs. Could it be… does this Corpse Human still retain some lingering consciousness?

After all, Corpse Humans were Immortal Cultivators from tens of thousands of years ago.

Most had long since devolved into mindless automatons, capable only of prostrating themselves before Ancient Gods.

Yet this one was kneeling before a tombstone?

As Li Yan focused his gaze on it, a line of text materialized before his eyes:

Contacting the Corpse Human will trigger the Illusionary Realm Side Effect, plunging you into its Illusionary Realm!

Hmm?

Seeing the words “Illusionary Realm,” Li Yan’s excitement surged.

Entering the Illusionary Realm meant traveling back to the Immortal Art Era tens of thousands of years ago.

And with Side Effect Reversal, anything he obtained within the illusion could become real, allowing him to claim treasures from that ancient age!

Without another word, I must claim her!

As Li Yan prepared to approach the grotesque Corpse Human, the Cinder Annihilation Fairy’s thoughts echoed in his mind.

“That Corpse Human? She’s still alive?”

“Who would have imagined that the peerless Obscured Moon Sword Immortal of yore would become such a wretched specter?”

The Cinder Annihilation Fairy’s tone carried three parts smugness and seven parts melancholy. Seeing an old acquaintance transformed into this hideous Corpse Human stirred in her a profound sense of bygone eras, of people and things changed beyond recognition.

“I still remember the Obscured Moon Sword Immortal’s legendary battle against the Sect Master of the Demon Shadow Sect—a truly unforgettable clash.”

“Back then, the Fairy Obscured Moon, clad in celestial robes and wielding only her Moon Essence Sword, single-handedly annihilated the entire Demon Shadow Sect.”

“This Venerable One was fortunate enough to witness that battle firsthand. A true sword immortal, worthy of her title.”

“Tens of thousands of years have passed. Time spares no one. Even the Obscured Moon Fairy’s unparalleled beauty couldn’t withstand the ravages of time.”

Hearing the Cinder Annihilation Fairy’s inner musings, Li Yan reached out and placed his hand on the Corpse Human’s shoulder.

In that instant…

Li Yan’s consciousness was yanked into the Illusionary Realm of the Obscured Moon Sword Immortal.

The host has voluntarily entered the Illusionary Realm, triggering a side effect. You have now entered the Illusionary Realm of the Obscured Moon Sword Immortal.

Side Effect Reversal: The host is now immortal and indestructible within the Illusionary Realm!

The moment Li Yan entered the Illusionary Realm, the blurry scenery before him gradually sharpened into vivid clarity.

He fixed his gaze on a towering mountain shrouded in demonic qi. Countless banners planted across its slopes bore ancient Immortal Script.

“Those characters on the flags… they look vaguely familiar.”

“Wait a minute… aren’t those the same characters I saw in Broken Sword Valley? The Demon Shadow Sect?”

In an instant, Li Yan jolted awake, his eyes widening in realization.

He had entered the Illusionary Realm and arrived at Broken Sword Valley tens of thousands of years in the past, before its destruction!

His gaze swept across the horizon.

“So this is the Demon Shadow Sect. And that white-robed woman a few miles away… could she be the master of this Illusionary Realm, the Obscured Moon Sword Immortal herself?”

“Does this mean I get to witness a clash between Great Ascension Stage Immortals… and maybe even snatch some loot?”

The mere thought of snatching loot instantly banished all traces of sleepiness from Li Yan’s mind.