Wang Xuan's Miserable State

Chapter 43

At this time, on the other side of the Qingmiao Sect, Yu Yanxue and Wang Xuan were also dealing with the Foundation - Establishment cultivators below.

However, the battle here was obviously much milder than that on Li Changmeng's side.

Yu Yanxue was only at the early stage of Foundation - Establishment and didn't notice that the battle was not as intense as it seemed.

"Elder Yu, please stand in front of me to protect me for a while. I have a very powerful offensive spell, but it takes time to cast."

"Leave it to me."

Yu Yanxue didn't suspect anything and stood in front of Wang Xuan, controlling several needle - shaped magical tools.

Behind her, Wang Xuan grinned and directly cast a spell at Yu Yanxue.

"Elder Wang! You..."

After being hit, Yu Yanxue flew out like a piece of ragged cloth. Her face was pale, and she looked at Wang Xuan in disbelief.

"Hehe, as expected, you have a defensive magical tool. But it's at the end of its strength."

Wang Xuan let out a strange laugh, clasped his fists, and coldly watched Yu Yanxue, whose breath was gradually weakening.

At the foot of the mountain, without any interference, the Foundation - Establishment cultivators who came to attack the mountain rushed up one after another.

"Elder Wang, well done. We won't forget the spirit stones and magical tools."

The person who came laughed sinisterly and looked at Yu Yanxue. "Your Qingmiao Sect trusts outsiders too much. At a time like this, you still trust guest elders so much. It's really ridiculous."

Facing the mockery, Yu Yanxue remained silent and just stared at Wang Xuan fiercely, wishing to tear his flesh and drink his blood.

Over the years, the Qingmiao Sect had never treated Wang Xuan badly. Even if he didn't want to risk his life to help at such a critical moment, he shouldn't have stabbed them in the back!

A traitor was more hateful than an enemy.

"In the cultivation world, it's just like this. Why are you looking at me like that? I'm just trying to develop better and seek my own interests."

Wang Xuan slowly raised his hands, and a fluctuation of spiritual power appeared. He wanted to completely finish off the seriously injured Yu Yanxue.

The others all watched the scene with a look of schadenfreude. Yu Yanxue's resentful and desperate expression really made them feel secretly happy.

"My hands!"

However, what they waited for was not Yu Yanxue's death but Wang Xuan's scream.

Following the sound, everyone gasped in horror.

Wang Xuan's hands were swollen and dark red. It seemed that there was something gestating under the skin, pulsating through the dark - red skin.

Then, before everyone could react, Wang Xuan's hands exploded, and the ground was covered with flesh and blood.

Several Foundation - Establishment cultivators quickly set up defenses to block the flesh and blood.

However, the seriously injured Yu Yanxue was unable to resist. Under the explosion, her whole body was covered in blood.

"What's wrong with me? Is my body poisoned? Save me! Please save me!"

Wang Xuan was crying and sniveling at this moment. Without his hands, he wriggled towards the several Foundation - Establishment cultivators.

However, Wang Xuan didn't know that his body was also covered with pieces of flesh and blood from the explosion. The flesh and blood began to wriggle, stretching and elongating.

It was like they were growing. Soon, they turned into long blood - red ropes, hanging on his body and constantly crawling.

The others had never seen such a terrifying scene. Yu Yanxue, who was affected on the side, also seemed to be wrapped in all kinds of blood - red worms.

They just wanted to stay away from Wang Xuan.

"Don't come near us!"

The only late - stage Foundation - Establishment cultivator felt the faint threat coming from Wang Xuan at this moment and cast a spell at his head.

Bang!

Without dodging, the spell hit Wang Xuan's head precisely.

The headless Wang Xuan finally fell silent and collapsed on the ground.

"It should be okay now. What on earth happened to Wang Xuan? How did he become like this?"

After Wang Xuan fell, they finally felt relieved, but they were puzzled about the cause of this change.

On the other side, Yu Yanxue used up the last bit of her spiritual power to get rid of all the flesh and blood on her body that had turned into worms.

The slimy and disgusting feeling made her feel as if she had fallen into the underworld for a moment.

"Forget it. After dealing with Yu Yanxue, we have to go up the mountain quickly."

One person looked at the mountain peak. The commotion there was getting louder and louder, and the time left for them was not much.

Thanks to Wang Xuan, they had retained most of their spiritual power here, and their strength was intact. They could have more say when dividing up the Qingmiao Sect later. At this moment, going up the mountain as soon as possible was the right thing to do.

It didn't even need the late - stage Foundation - Establishment cultivator to make a move. A middle - stage Foundation - Establishment cultivator just cast a few spells and completely killed Yu Yanxue.

After dealing with Yu Yanxue, the few people didn't wait any longer and walked up the mountain.

After they left, a large amount of the power of incense wishes was still being poured into Wang Xuan's body.

Li Changmeng didn't know that Wang Xuan was already dead. According to his estimate, it would take half an hour of pouring the power of incense wishes to completely kill a cultivator through the mutation of the Incense - Transforming Spirit Spell.

After all, the vitality of cultivators was usually very strong, and the deeper the spiritual power, the more resistant they were to the erosion of the power of incense wishes.

So, even though Li Changmeng had left the troubled Qingmiao Sect, the Incense - Transforming Spirit Spell didn't stop. Instead, it continued to pour the power of incense wishes into Wang Xuan's corpse.

Different from ordinary people, when a cultivator entered the Qi - Refining stage and opened the spiritual light, their divine soul was connected to their physical body.

There was also a little bit of divine soul in the physical body.

Although it was hardly noticeable and would soon dissipate like a floating weed after death, it did exist.

At this moment, the divine soul had died and dissipated, but the tiny divine soul hidden in the physical body gradually grew stronger under the pouring of the power of incense wishes from the Incense - Transforming Spirit Spell.

The power of incense wishes was the product of the thoughts and wishes of ordinary people gathered on a certain image. It was originally born from the divine soul.

For the remaining divine soul in Wang Xuan's body, it was an instinct to absorb this power of wishes and strengthen itself.

Unconsciously, a new consciousness was born in Wang Xuan's body.

A round meat ball like a head grew on the headless corpse.

It was called "like" because the round ball was like something kneaded by a three - year - old child with mud. It had no facial features, only a vertical slit that opened.

The slit on the meat ball opened and closed slightly, as if it was breathing or growing.

Soon, the meat ball turned white, and something like skin grew on it. There were no facial features, but the skin in the positions of the facial features turned black.

It was like... the face of a matchstick man drawn by a child.

But on Wang Xuan's body, this appearance could scare children at night.

The only slit opened and closed, and slowly uttered a sentence: "No pain in life, peaceful sleep in death?"

"I was born under the blessing of the Taoist Lord Yinmi Mengwangqing. I will spread His greatness in this world."

"Then, should I be called a dependent?"

After muttering to himself, Wang Xuan, or rather, the white - faced, handless monster, tried to stand up.

After the initial discomfort, the white - faced, handless monster left the foot of the mountain in a strange but fast way.

Moreover, if it continued to go forward in that direction, it would pass by the Ancient Immortal Sect.