A Mortal's Journey: Starting as the Young Master of Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 17 Six Extreme True Demonic Arts

With a flick of his wrists, the Crimson Flame Old Monster unleashed dozens of Sunflower Water Demon Lightning bolts that danced wildly like black snakes towards Wen Tianren.

Wen Tianren, however, remained calm and composed, neither dodging nor avoiding the attack, but simply clasped his hands together.

A banner shimmering with purple light appeared out of thin air, its surface moving without wind, the purple light pulsating like the breath of a living creature.

This banner was none other than the Purple Cloud Banner. Wen Tianren lightly flicked his wrist and shook the Purple Cloud Banner in his hand. Countless purple clouds burst out from it, instantly engulfing him and the Crimson Fire Monster.

The clouds were as thick as ink, with distorted light and shadow within, making them impenetrable even to divine sense.

No one in the arena knew what was happening inside; even the most yin divine sense could not penetrate it to see clearly.

This Purple Cloud Banner is not only a protective magic weapon, but also has the effect of trapping enemies.

After realizing he was caught in the purple cloud, the Crimson Fire Monster kept unleashing demonic lightning in an attempt to break through, but all his efforts were in vain.

These once invincible demonic lightning bolts struck the purple mist like mud sinking into the sea, failing to even stir a ripple, thus wasting much of the magical power within the body.

"Damn it!"

His face turned ashen, his eyes flashed with ferocity, and with a gritted tooth, he summoned a demonic blade wreathed in blood.

The blade was entirely crimson, and even before it was moved, a mournful wail could be faintly heard.

"This is the first time I've encountered such a troublesome Core Formation cultivator like you in my vast galaxy. However, anyone who has seen my 'Soul-Devouring Blood Blade' has perished! Today, you will be no different!"

The Crimson Flame Old Monster seemed to have Wen Tianren completely under his control, and was extremely confident in his demonic blade.

Chi Huo brandished the blade, and several streaks of blood-red light flashed across the surface.

Wen Tianren dared not be careless. The Heavenly Sun Golden Needle instantly transformed into hundreds of needle shadows that intertwined to form a net and rushed forward, shattering all the blood light.

"It's just a broken knife. Do you really think it can deal with me, Wen? Today I'll show you what top-level demonic arts are."

Wen Tianren suddenly spread his arms, his body enveloped in surging blood mist that intertwined with the purple mist released by the Purple Cloud Banner.

The entire space was instantly filled with howling winds, as if the space shrouded by the purple cloud banner had been transformed into an infernal hell.

Wen Tianren stared coldly at Chi Huo, while behind him, five tall, illusory figures faintly appeared.

Some had horns on their heads, some had claws like hooks and sickles, some were covered in scales, some had bone wings on their backs, some held double swords, and some held staffs. They were all ferocious and terrifying, with fangs sticking out of their mouths. Grayish-white demonic energy swirled around them, as if they were demons descending to earth.

The Crimson Flame Monster's pupils shrank suddenly, and his blood almost froze.

He cried out in shock, "The Six...Six Extremes True Demonic Art! You are Wen Tianren, that traitor from Holy Demon Island!"

Seeing the appearance of these five demonic phantoms, the only demonic art with such power in the Chaotic Star Sea is the Six Extreme True Demon Art of the Six Paths Supreme Saint.

Because his master was a cultivator from Holy Demon Island, Chi Huo was also tasked with keeping an eye on the whereabouts of the traitor Wen Tianren.

He had previously fantasized that after finding Wen Tianren, he would seize the treasures on his body and secretly cultivate the Six Extremes True Demon Art.

Ironically, Wen Tianren was right in front of him, while he himself was almost crushed by the five demonic figures.

"Since I began cultivating the Six Extremes True Demon Art, I have never had the opportunity to use this technique. Today, I will test it on you. If you can die at the hands of the Six Extremes True Demon Art, you will die a worthy death!" Wen Tianren's eyes were like ice, and his tone was calm but carried an undeniable killing intent.

"Impossible! You're only at the mid-stage of Core Formation. How could you possibly unleash even a fraction of the power of this demonic technique? Die!"

Chi Huo's eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to be going insane.

He bit his tongue hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his magical power surged into the demonic blade in his hand.

Then the demonic blade shot out of his hand, its blade emitting a blinding blood-red light, forming a blood-red blade beam several meters long that landed in front of Wen Tianren in the blink of an eye.

However, Wen Tianren was not flustered at all. Then, a tall demonic figure wielding a giant scythe flashed forward and took a step, sweeping the giant scythe horizontally.

"clang--!"

The crimson blade energy was abruptly halted in mid-air!

Then, gray demonic fire spewed from its mouth, wrapping around the blood blade like a living thing and burning it wildly.

"puff!"

Chi Huo suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning ashen.

The divine soul imprint he left in the demonic blade has been erased by the gray demonic fire, and he has lost contact with it. He can no longer control it, and he has been devoured by it.

"Escape! We must escape!"

Seeing the immense power of the Six Extremes True Demon Art, he realized that he was already unable to deal with even one of the demonic phantoms due to his injuries, let alone the other four.

Fear gripped their hearts, they would turn and seek an opportunity to escape, even if it meant using life-saving techniques that consumed a great deal of energy, to tear through the clouds of the Purple Cloud Banner and flee.

Just as he was about to turn around, a phantom of a demon holding a demonic dagger quietly appeared behind him.

A flash of cold light!

"Pfft—!"

The demonic dagger pierced through his back and exited through his chest, precisely striking his golden core.

Chi Huo's eyes were wide open, his throat made gurgling sounds, but he couldn't even utter a last word before his body went limp and he was lifeless.

"Thinking you can escape under the watchful eyes of the Punisher? How naive."

Wen Tianren pulled the corpse of the Crimson Fire Old Monster to his front, unceremoniously took the storage bag from his body and tied it to himself, and then withdrew the Six Extremes True Demon Art.

His gaze shifted and landed on the dark cloud magic weapon left behind by the Crimson Fire.

This was crafted by the Crimson Fire Old Monster using his Sunflower Water Demon Lightning and many rare treasures. Not only is it incredibly fast, but it also has the ability to conceal its form and shield the divine sense of others, making it a rare flying magic weapon.

"It's quite similar to my Purple Cloud Banner; this Thundercloud magic weapon can serve as my flying magic weapon."

Wen Tianren accepted his spoils without any hesitation.

Because of the Purple Cloud Banner's ability to shield others' divine sense, Wen Tianren dared to unleash the Six Extremes True Demon Art within it.

At this moment, people outside are unaware that the Crimson Fire Monster has already died at his hands.

However, Wen Tianren clearly saw the battle situation outside; Sect Leader Sun was already at his limit and was about to collapse.

The previously prepared Cold Dawn Pearl was now mostly enveloped by the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire of the Extreme Yin Old Demon. Its silver light dimmed, and it continuously spewed out cold air to resist the invasion of the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire.

Of the four avatars of Sect Master Sun, only one remained. If it weren't for the Cold Dawn Pearl, it would probably have been captured by the Extreme Yin by now.

Zhou Yuan led the remaining people to resist the Heavenly Capital Demon Corpse. Elder Fu, one of the two traitors in the sect, had already died.

However, Han Li and Qu Hun were not seen in the arena.

"This Han Paopao really lives up to his name; he managed to escape."

Within Wen Tianren's spiritual sense range, he could no longer find Han Li and the other person, which meant that Han Li was at least a hundred miles away from this place.

Ignoring Han Li's escape, Wen Tianren observed that the Extreme Yin Old Demon's Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire was about to completely devour the Cold Dawn Pearl, pouring all the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire into it.

Sect Master Sun used a secret technique to personally kill the last avatar, sacrificing all his essence to condense a black skeleton about ten feet tall that appeared in front of him as if it were a real object.

It continuously spews out pitch-black demonic flames to fight against the extreme Yin that lacks the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire, attempting to reverse its declining fortunes.

But Ji Yin was, after all, a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even though it was just an avatar, his most relied-upon Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire was currently being restrained by the Cold Dawn Pearl.

It still unleashed streaks of black light, bombarding the black skull like heavy hammers, forcing it to retreat step by step, leaving it covered in cracks.

For a moment, Sect Master Sun was helpless and could only watch as the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire gradually devoured his Cold Dawn Pearl.

"Damn it, I'm really going to fall into this old demon's hands today. I'd rather self-destruct this body, annihilate myself, and escape reincarnation than leave this to you!"

Sect Master Sun knew that if the Cold Dawn Pearl was devoured, and Ji Yin used the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire again, he would have no way to resist.

All four of his created avatars were destroyed, which means he had exhausted all his means and already planned how to self-destruct his golden core.

I didn't have much hope for Wen Tianren inside the Purple Cloud Banner, after all, he was just a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator.

"A good opportunity, you old demon of extreme yin, watch how I destroy this body that possesses you."