Those Who Do Not Follow My Path Are All Resources

Chapter 59

"Perhaps some demonic beast in the mountain died inside the cave," Qin Hao could only guess.

The ancient treasure was very likely to be inside. Everyone couldn't stop just because of this stinking smell. They all cut off their sense of smell and continued to move forward.

Soon, they reached the depths of the cave where there was no light at all.

Using their spiritual power to illuminate the path ahead in the cave, a faint aura of spiritual qi came from the front.

"It seems to be just ahead," someone said.

The fluctuation of spiritual qi indicated that even if it wasn't the ancient treasure, it could be some other spiritual item between heaven and earth. This made everyone unconsciously quicken their pace.

Following the direction of the spiritual qi fluctuation, they soon came to a corner of the cave.

And the fluctuation of spiritual qi became very obvious.

"Everyone, be prepared for possible attacks," Li Cheng lowered his voice. The long sword in his hand emitted a faint light, ready to strike at any moment.

On this journey, they hadn't met the disciples who were said to have entered the cave earlier by the disciples of the Yin-Yang Formation Sect. Maybe the other party was preparing an ambush for them inside.

Li Cheng was the first to step across the corner. Then, in a flash, the long sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew out.

"Die!"

The disciples of the Yin-Yang Formation Sect, who were behind him, also took out their magical tools one after another, ready to help.

However, when they stepped out of the corner and looked ahead.

The ground was covered with scarlet red, as if a carpet had been laid out, which was completely out of place with the surroundings. Seven or eight faces were like reliefs on the carpet.

On those faces, the expressions were distorted, and their eyes were staring fixedly at them as they entered.

Looking closely, it wasn't a carpet at all. There were some yellow and white things dotted among them. Once they slightly opened their blocked sense of smell, a stinking smell of decay rushed towards them.

Li Cheng's flying sword was flying towards one of the faces. At this moment, the "carpet" made of human flesh was torn a corner by this sword.

"They... seem to be the cultivators who entered the cave before us!" Qin Hao took a step back and unconsciously reached the end of the team. Despite the distorted expressions, he recognized those faces.

"Why have they become like this... Over there, it's not an ancient treasure at all, just a pile of broken spirit stones! Someone is setting a trap for us."

Li Cheng looked in the direction of the fluctuation of the spirit stones. There was not only no ancient treasure but also no spiritual item between heaven and earth. There were only a few spirit stones, which were in an activated state and continuously emitting fluctuations of spiritual qi.

There was no doubt that this was a trap.

Realizing this, Li Cheng grabbed Li Changmeng behind him and quickly retreated dozens of steps.

"Deacon Li, those people's situation is too tragic and beyond the means of Foundation Establishment cultivators. It's better for us to stay away," Li Cheng said.

"Fellow Daoist Li Cheng, do you mean to end up like them?" Li Changmeng's face showed no fear at all. Instead, he pointed playfully. He was pointing at the disciples of the Yin-Yang Formation Sect who had fled in front of them.

At this moment, they all fell to their knees. Some were choking their own throats with their hands and continuously hitting their own bodies.

Without exception, they all let out painful cries.

Seeing this, Li Cheng didn't know what to do for a moment. He could only stand there in a daze, not daring to act rashly.

In front of them were the disciples of the Yin-Yang Formation Sect in a strange state; behind them was the equally strange "carpet" made of human flesh.

They were already in a dilemma.

And the disciples of the Yin-Yang Formation Sect soon had other changes.

They grew wildly.

This was the only description Li Cheng could think of for the scene in front of him.

Three disciples of the Yin-Yang Formation Sect swelled up. From time to time, limbs and facial features densely crowded on their swelling bodies.

"Fellow Daoist Li Cheng, kill me!" Qin Hao's painful, hoarse voice came, with an overlapping and strange tone.

Li Cheng's long sword flew out as he had long wanted to get rid of these strange things.

The sword light flashed, and the huge three lumps of flesh scattered all over the ground.

"Fellow Daoist Li Cheng, why haven't you killed me yet!"

Among the scattered pieces on the ground, there were still several complete mouths, constantly opening and pleading.

"Deacon Li, what on earth is going on? Leave them alone. Let's go," Li Cheng swung his sword light and shattered those mouths. Finally, it was quiet in the cave, and he didn't want to stay there for a moment longer and just wanted to leave quickly.

However, this time he couldn't pull Li Changmeng. The other party stood firmly in place.

"Deacon Li?" Li Cheng asked in confusion.

"Fellow Daoist Li Cheng, please look at yourself," Li Changmeng said calmly. But this calm tone made Li Cheng's pupils dilate in shock.

"I can't care about this now. Let's talk about it after we get out, okay?"

Even though he was at the mid Foundation Establishment stage, one realm higher than Li Changmeng, it was he who was begging at this moment.

The previous calm and steadiness were all fake. He didn't want to end up like those people.

Let's leave this cave quickly. There's something wrong with this place. As long as we leave, everything will be okay.

Li Changmeng remained unmoved. He casually used his spiritual power to construct a clear mirror, which reflected Li Cheng's shadow at this moment.

"No, you're not Deacon Li!" Li Cheng glanced at the mirror, covered his eyes, and staggered towards the outside of the cave while shaking his body.

As he walked, he continuously sprayed out a yellowish-brown liquid from his body.

Before he could take a few steps, he collapsed with a loud noise. Thick liquid continuously gushed out from his whole body like a fountain.

Li Changmeng floated slightly to avoid getting his feet stained with this liquid.

Heixing lay motionless on Li Changmeng's back, not daring to look around at all.

In the cave, a small river of something like pus soon filled the space.

On it, Li Cheng floated.

"Deacon Li, why on earth is this happening?"

He wasn't dead yet and was still alive, but living like this was even worse than being dead. He could only raise this question.

Why was it that only Li Changmeng was okay and still so calm?

"Sorry, Fellow Daoist Li Cheng. My path is vastly different from that of you cultivators.

Even though we may all be striving for immortality in the end, the different paths we take have already determined that this is a struggle between different great paths.

Today, I won't hide it from you. I'm the one who did all of this. Ask yourself, would the cultivation world tolerate the existence of someone with my methods? I'm only at the early Foundation Establishment stage. I only used one spell, and in just a short while, all of you died without knowing why.

If those powerful cultivators in the outside world knew about this, they would only squeeze me dry and then eliminate me."

This was what Li Changmeng truly thought. Before Li Cheng tried to escape, he didn't forget to drag him along. Telling him these things was also to make himself feel a little better.

Li Cheng was silent. If what Li Changmeng said was true, such methods would definitely not be tolerated in the cultivation world.

The cultivation world could even tolerate evil cultivators, but it would definitely not tolerate someone with Li Changmeng's methods.

He didn't understand what Li Changmeng meant by the struggle between great paths and that different paths leading to the same destination. But the cultivation method that could use such means must be even more terrifying than the methods of evil cultivators.

"I understand. I regret it! You're not a decent person!

I shouldn't have introduced you into the sect in the first place. I treated you well, but I ended up like this. It's really! It's really retribution! Maybe even the Heavenly Dao can't stand the fact that I helped someone like you!"

Li Cheng started to curse Li Changmeng, scolding him with all the words he could think of.

Li Changmeng just calmly floated in the air, listening.

The moment most cultivators saw the fake spiritual qi fluctuations of the spirit stones and their minds were swayed, Li Changmeng used the Mysterious Change Spirit Technique of Incense at that moment.

After a long time, Li Cheng's voice subsided, leaving only calmness.

At the Foundation Establishment stage, one couldn't be fully prepared for all possible dangers around. Li Changmeng could always find an opportunity.

"Kill me," Li Cheng said.

Li Changmeng nodded and finally said, "Fellow Daoist Li Cheng, I know you're blaming me. But it doesn't matter. Maybe you think I treated you unfairly. But, in fact, I'm not repaying kindness with ingratitude.

No one has bestowed kindness on me, and I have no enmity with anyone either. I treat everyone equally. Those who do not follow my path can all be killed and can all—be my resources."

With a touch of his spiritual power, Li Cheng, who couldn't defend himself, lost his breath.

The expression frozen on his face was one of disbelief and fear, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.