Mortal Alchemy

Gao Yang's eyes were full of sorrow.

He had been schemed against by his own son, leaving him no chance to use the sword crystal and making him a prisoner.

Gao Jian said, "Father, I remember you discussed with Real Person Changkong about having some Foundation Establishment cultivators return to help you eliminate the Holy Cultivators?"

"Judging by the time, they should be arriving soon."

Several demonic cultivators had already changed into Wandering Demon Sect disciple uniforms, revealing sinister smiles, and walked out of the dojo to patrol.

Gao Yang's eyes were about to burst, and he cried out in grief:

"You monster!"

The demonic cultivators and Gao Jian walked out to patrol.

Soon, they saw Chen Ping and the other four outside the formation, holding tokens and searching for the formation eye to enter the market.

Gao Jian and the demonic cultivators exchanged glances, and Gao Jian said, "This person is called Chen Ping, and he is a direct disciple of the Eastern Xuan Sect. His swordsmanship is not to be underestimated!"

"After letting him in, investigate if there are others, and then we can launch a surprise attack and kill him!"

The demonic cultivators nodded and followed behind Gao Jian.

Gao Jian then opened a gap in the formation, letting Chen Ping and the others in.

Gao Jian bowed to Chen Ping: "Greetings, Uncle Chen!"

Chen Ping looked at Gao Jian: "So it's Nephew Gao. How is your father?"

Gao Jian's face was heavy with sorrow: "My father is seriously injured."

Chen Ping looked around, surveying the market situation, and continued to ask, "What about the demonic cultivators?"

Gao Jian replied, "The demonic cultivators were repelled by my father and temporarily retreated. It's a good thing you came, Uncle Chen!"

"Otherwise, my father would be unable to resist the next wave of demonic cultivator attacks. I wonder how many people Uncle Chen brought back for reinforcements?"

Chen Ping said, "Just the five of us."

Gao Jian frowned: "Only the five of you?"

"Only five people, and you dare to return to Wandering Demon Market to die?"

Gao Jian's words made Chen Ping stunned for a moment, realizing something was wrong.

"Boom!"

The demonic cultivators beside Gao Jian launched a sudden attack!

Demonic energy wrapped around them, turning into armor, and they pounced on Chen Ping.

Chen Ping was stunned again.

Abandoning ranged spells to fight him in close combat?

This was exactly what Chen Ping wanted.

Holding the Aurora Sword, a faint, glazed light emerged, and a layer of invisible sword energy armor appeared on Chen Ping's body.

No matter what methods the opponent had, the second realm of sword energy was enough to isolate these conspiracies and dangers.

Chen Ping started to use his strongest move, not giving these demonic cultivators a chance to resist or react.

Gao Jian saw this and said, "Cripple him, don't kill him immediately."

"Zzzzz--"

Sparks flew everywhere.

The two sides made contact in close combat, and a large number of sparks instantly erupted on Chen Ping's body, resisting the erosion of the demonic energy.

A look of triumph appeared in the eyes of the demonic cultivators.

But the next moment, they were stunned and horrified!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The sound of swords resounded loudly!

Chen Ping unleashed a sword!

"Whirr--"

A large amount of sword energy emerged, like a waterfall, instantly enveloping the three demonic cultivators.

"Chichi--"

Blood splattered, and the three demonic cultivators screamed, trying to struggle out of Chen Ping's dense sword energy waterfall.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?!" they exclaimed in horror.

The sword energy was used so densely that it was like a waterfall, able to wrap them up. It was too terrifying!

Chen Ping's sword image phantom flew out from his head, and his left index and middle fingers pointed out: "Azure Lotus Subduing Kill!"

Since he didn't have a second good sword, Chen Ping could only use his fingers to replace the precious sword and use the sword move!

Azure glazed lotus leaves appeared, enveloping the three demonic cultivators one by one.

Chen Ping withdrew his right hand, and the waterfall sword energy returned to his body, forming armor to protect him.

Then, azure light erupted within the huge azure lotus, and dozens or hundreds of sword energies erupted violently.

"Ah!!!" After a scream.

The world in front of the three demonic cultivators turned black and returned to nothingness.

Then, the azure lotus dissipated, and what they saw were the demonic cultivator corpses riddled with holes.

"!!!" Gao Jian was dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at Chen Ping. The three Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators were instantly killed by Chen Ping in two moves. His brain was a little宕机.

Was this the combat power of a Foundation Establishment cultivator?

Could his father, Gao Yang, a half-step Golden Core cultivator, do this?

The four Foundation Establishment disciples behind Chen Ping were even more dumbfounded: "…Uncle Chen, you actually have even more powerful sword moves. No wonder you are a direct disciple."

The combat power Chen Ping displayed left them speechless.

Being both Foundation Establishment cultivators, Chen Ping killing them was simply like slaughtering chickens and pigs!

Gao Jian came back to his senses, his face changed drastically, and he immediately wanted to retreat.

After only taking two or three steps, an invisible mountain suddenly descended on him, breaking his legs and making him kneel on the ground.

Chen Ping exuded his aura and divine soul power, suppressing a Qi Refining cultivator was simply too easy.

He then sized up Gao Jian: "…Gao Yang's own son, actually degenerated into a demonic cultivator."

What exactly is the situation in the Wandering Demon Market now?

He pressed Gao Jian: "How is your father Gao Yang now?"

Strands of demonic energy emerged from Gao Jian's body, and he said with difficulty, "Father is trapped in the dojo!"

Chen Ping's vast divine sense suddenly spread out and surged into the market's dojo.

He saw Gao Yang bound by a lasso magic weapon, unable to move, with a sad expression, and several corpses of Wandering Demon Sect disciples placed in front of him.

"Gao Yang is not in serious trouble yet, which means there is still a chance for the Wandering Demon Market."

Chen Ping instructed several Eastern Xuan Sect disciples and said, "You guys keep a close watch on Gao Jian and find a place to hide. The situation is currently unclear, and we cannot act rashly, understand?"

The four Eastern Xuan Sect disciples nodded like chickens pecking at rice. They used to be unconvinced. They were all Foundation Establishment cultivators, so why could some people be direct disciples and have a seniority twice as high as theirs? Now they were completely convinced.

Although Gao Jian had degenerated into a demonic cultivator, Chen Ping could not kill him with a sword as a merit. How to deal with Gao Jian was Gao Yang's business.

Chen Ping put the three demonic cultivator corpses into his space ring, preserving them as evidence.

Then, he tore open a second-order invisibility talisman and headed towards the direction where Gao Yang was.

A moment later, Chen Ping came to Gao Yang's side, and with a gentle slash of the Aurora Sword, he shattered the second-order binding magic weapon on Gao Yang's body.

Gao Yang looked surprised: "Chen Ping, why are you back?!"

"Leave quickly! The market has fallen into the hands of demonic cultivators! Go to Eastern Wasteland Immortal City immediately and ask for reinforcements!"

Chen Ping shook his head slowly and said, "Market Master Gao, this place is a thousand miles away from Eastern Wasteland Immortal City. A round trip will take at least a day. Can the market last that long?"

"I just killed three demonic cultivators and controlled your son."

"Now tell me, how many demonic cultivators are there in this market, and what are these demonic cultivators going to do?"

"Can you and I work together to kill this group of demonic cultivators?!"

Chen Ping's eyes were full of fighting spirit!

What demonic cultivators? That was merit, that was a third-order spirit herb!