Immortality Through Array Formations - Chapter 1397 - 774 Killing Game_3

Chapter 1397: Chapter 774 Killing Game_3

After bringing Ouyang Mu, the Dog-Head Monster Cultivator walked outside the door, guarding it.

The Bald Eagle-Eyed Monster Cultivator, however, remained inside the Evil Arms Master Room, his sharp gaze fixed on the old monster cultivator, his tone indifferent.

“Master, the manager instructed me to watch over here to prevent any accidents.”

The so-called “watching” was actually “surveillance.”

The old monster cultivator nodded and said faintly:

“I understand…”

Then he ignored the Bald and Dog-Head Monster Cultivators, focusing on Ouyang Mu and said:

“I will continue teaching you sword casting.”

Ouyang Mu’s expression showed a hint of complexity, but he remembered Mo Hua’s instructions, pretending that nothing had happened and that he knew nothing, nodding:

“Okay, senior.”

After that, everything proceeded as usual.

The old monster cultivator patiently taught sword casting, while Ouyang Mu half-heartedly learned, the Bald Monster Cultivator watched like a hawk, and the Dog-Head Monster Cultivator guarded the door vigilantly.

After a while, the old monster cultivator seemed tired and said to Ouyang Mu:

“Practice on your own for a bit, I’m going to take a rest.”

He then turned around, walked to a nearby chair, and sat down slowly.

But as soon as he sat, he couldn’t stop coughing, coughing up blood repeatedly, helplessly swallowing a few pills shakily.

Finally, he lay in the chair, gasping heavily, like a dying old dog, his breath reeking.

The Eagle-Pattern Monster Cultivator frowned at this, his expression somewhat disdainful, averting his gaze slightly.

The sizzling of the furnace, the clanging of iron, and the old monster cultivator’s breathing merged together.

The room was extremely noisy, yet there was an inexplicable feeling of dead silence.

After a while, the Eagle-Pattern Monster Cultivator’s expression suddenly changed slightly, sensing something amiss.

The old monster cultivator’s breathing had seemingly disappeared.

The Eagle-Pattern Monster Cultivator widened his eyes in surprise and looked to the side, only to see a black robe remaining on the chair along with some shed monster skin.

“Not good!”

A chill surged in the Eagle-Pattern Monster Cultivator’s heart, and he immediately activated his Eagle Pattern, a monster pattern flashed above his head, his eyes shone brightly as he searched for the old monster cultivator’s figure in the room.

But before he could spot a trace, killing intent abruptly descended.

A long, dark red tentacle suddenly emerged from the ground, filled with sinister demonic power, slashing fiercely toward the Eagle-Pattern Monster Cultivator’s waist as if trying to cut him in half.

The Eagle-Pattern Monster Cultivator’s pupils shrank in shock, and he leaped to avoid the surprise attack.

But despite wearing the Eagle Pattern, he had only Foundation Establishment cultivation and couldn’t fly, hovering in mid-air, with nowhere to escape.

This brief floating became a flaw.

Suddenly, several evil swords flew out of the shadows with lightning speed, tracing arcs of bloodlight as they deeply pierced the Eagle-Pattern Monster Cultivator’s body.

The evil swords contained tainted Sword Qi, and also carried deadly demonic power.

The Eagle-Pattern Monster Cultivator was instantly poisoned, his bloodline stinging, shocked and furious, and shouted with eyes wide:

“You old bastard, how dare you?!”

He never expected that during his first surveillance duty, the old undying one would suddenly become deadly.

Wasn’t he afraid of violating the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons’ ban and being devoured by Ten Thousand Demons?

“You actually…”

He wanted to say more, but the old monster cultivator, who had schemed for so long, suddenly struck, obviously not giving him any chance.

From the shadows, a demonic creature swam out suddenly.

This demonic creature had a long body like a serpent, with dagger-like limbs on both sides, topped with a human face, sticking out a long tongue, limbs shivering, crawling fast on the ground.

Its speed was extremely fast, and within an instant, it got close to the Eagle-Pattern Monster Cultivator, and then took advantage of his poisoned paralysis, directly wrapping around him.

Sharp segment limbs deeply pierced the flesh.

The snake-like body rolled continuously, cutting the Eagle-Pattern Monster Cultivator’s body with the segment limbs.

The Eagle-Pattern Monster Cultivator roared in anger, “You…”

But before he could finish, his head was also pierced by the limb, flashes of blood light, leaving him a bloody mess.

The scene was both bloody and brutal.

Mo Hua gasped in horror.

This old thing was actually a Centipede Demon!

And acted swiftly, killing decisively, with a grim human face, now looking nothing like his previous sickly, dying state.

A truly deceitful old creature!

Moreover, he acted on impulse, killing abruptly without hesitation.

Within a few bouts, the Eagle-Pattern Monster Cultivator was immediately dead.

By the time the Dog-Head Monster Cultivator outside heard the commotion and rushed in, it was already too late.

He could only see the sinister and eerie Refining Room covered in blood, along with a mutilated corpse, and a peculiar, monstrous cultivator.

Sharp segment limbs, an ugly monster body, and on that body, a bizarre human face.

At that moment, the bizarre human face twisted its neck, turned around, and grinned at him.

The Dog-Head Monster Cultivator’s hairs stood on end immediately, and he turned to flee.

This kind of sinister, vicious, and cunning old monster cultivator was not someone he could contend with.

Although he ran fast, the centipede-like old monster cultivator, using numerous limbs, crawled even faster, quickly entangled the Dog-Head Monster Cultivator’s body, and repeated the process.

A moment later, the Dog-Head Monster Cultivator’s body was twisted like a towel.

Blood dripped down like water from a towel.

At this point, both guarding Monster Cultivators were killed.

The old monster cultivator retreated from demonization, becoming again the aged monster cultivator, extending his wrinkled hand, shakily shut the Refining Room’s door, sealed the formation, isolating everything inside.

Then, he step by step walked back inside.

At this time, the bloody scent filled Ouyang Mu’s face, making it slightly pale, but his gaze remained firm.

The old monster cultivator, somewhat surprised, nodded slowly and praised: “Not bad, remained calm in sudden changes.”

Ouyang Mu was nervous, but managed to calm himself, asking:

“Senior, what exactly do you want to do?”

Th𝖎𝗌 𝖼hɒp𝙩𝕖r 𝙞𝖘 p𝟬𝙨𝑡𝓮ⅆ bყ Ҡ𝙞𝑡ꬲ𝕟ℴ𝖛℮𝑙

The old monster cultivator grinned, revealing his sharp fangs and long tongue, stained with the blood from devouring the monster cultivators, “You’ll know soon.”

Before the words had even finished, a demonic wind burst forth.

Ouyang Mu only saw a scene of blood before his eyes, as the old monster cultivator transformed into a centipede, charging at him with a bloody, foul wind.

But moments later, a booming sound erupted, as the blood scene was quickly replaced by flames.

A blinding light erupted around Ouyang Mu, and fierce flames rose up, protecting Ouyang Mu in the center.

The Earth Fire Killing Array exploded open.

Powerful spiritual power swept wildly.

In the blink of an eye, the centipede-like demonic creature was thrown back by the flames, tumbling on the ground.

When the flames extinguished, the Centipede Demon curled its body, withdrew from demonization, turning back into that hunched old monster cultivator.

He gasped like a wounded beast, his sharp eyes fixed on Ouyang Mu, trembling, “Formation?”

This little one, how could he use a formation?

The old monster pondered for a moment, suddenly his expression changed, “No, this isn’t your doing!”

“Who’s helping you?!”

Just then, a faint sword hum was heard.

The old monster’s ears and eyes widened, then he saw a sharp golden light flash in the air.

Then a thin golden line pierced through the air, carrying a cold and merciless killing intent, arriving instantly.

Sensing this sharp killing intent, the old monster’s expression shifted to shock and disbelief:

“Sword Control?!”