Cultivation: I Can Traverse Otherworlds

"AHH!"

A bloodcurdling scream rang out.

An Innate Qi Refiner, hung from a rope, was covered in blood, his Skin and Flesh gnawed upon by countless thumb-sized Gu Insects.

"CRUNCH... CRUNCH..."

The Gu Insects, which resembled white silkworms, crawled over his body, chewing away at his skin bit by bit.

Yet they didn’t harm the muscle and tissue underneath.

In the blink of an eye,

a living man was stripped clean of his skin, revealing the bright red flesh and squirming blood vessels within.

His face was even more horrifying. His eyeballs had been devoured by something, and two snake-like tails now writhed in their sockets.

He wasn’t the only one.

In the trees, on wooden stakes, beside the waterfall...

At least a hundred people were suffering cruel torture at the hands of these Demonic Demon People. Their screams rose and fell in waves, trapped in a state where they could neither live nor die.

Rivers of blood flowed into grooves on the ground, forming strange symbols, and the pungent stench of gore filled the air.

"Senior Brother."

A disciple from the Netherworld Sect spoke up:

"Is what we’re doing really going to work?"

"The Bright Void Sect’s Array is active, sealing them off from the outside. The disciples inside can’t see what’s happening out here, and those few Dao Foundation cultivators are too cautious. I doubt they’ll come out of the Array to face us head-on."

"Whether it works or not, we have to try," the Cultivator in the black headscarf said, turning his head to look at him.

"With the Six Paths Saint Monarch backing us, the Righteous Immortal Alliance is nothing to fear."

"However, some problems are best dealt with before they have a chance to grow. The Bright Void Sect has two such problems, and we must make an attempt, no matter what."

"Oh?" The junior brother raised an eyebrow.

"Brother Yangx, when you say ’problems,’ are you referring to the Golden Core Seeds?"

"That’s right."

"The Bright Void Sect actually has two Golden Core Seeds?"

"Precisely," Yangx Wen said, narrowing his eyes.

"The Bright Void Sect’s newly advanced Dao Foundation Cultivator, Xi Chen, has extraordinary Talent. A celestial phenomenon occurred when he achieved his Dao Foundation. As long as he doesn’t die, he’s almost certain to become a Golden Core Grandmaster. Very few people know about this, but one of our own happened to confirm it. The other one is that Zhu Ju. No one paid him any mind before, but some time ago, he revealed astonishing Sword Dao talent. He can’t be underestimated either."

"As long as we can eliminate one of them, this trip won’t have been for nothing."

"I see!" The junior brother understood.

For Demonic Cultivators like them, who had infiltrated deep into the territory of the Righteous Immortal Alliance to carry out a mission, killing was not the main objective.

Gathering intelligence and eliminating future threats—that was the key.

Nascent Soul True Men couldn’t act frequently for various reasons, so the battlefields of the Righteous Evil Dao were primarily arenas for Golden Core Grandmasters to fight and die.

Eliminating two Golden Core Seeds would naturally be a Great Merit.

"But..."

The junior brother frowned.

"That Zhu Ju has a steady personality. He’s mature and cunning. I’m afraid he won’t come out no matter how many people we kill."

"As for Xi Chen..."

"He was trapped in a Secret Realm for many years and doesn’t have many friends. We have no leverage over him, so getting him to come out will be just as hard!"

"Not necessarily." Yangx Wen grinned, a mysterious smile on his face.

"Keep killing!"

"If no one comes out, we’ll just keep killing and keep taunting them until they can’t take it anymore."

...

Somehow, the Demonic Cultivators outside had found a way to project illusions of the various torturous murders they were committing onto the Bright Void Sect’s Array, with the aim of disturbing the minds of those within.

Fortunately, with a slight adjustment, the illusions could be blocked by the dense fog, preventing them from affecting the Sect Disciples.

Of course, this required a Dao Foundation Cultivator to maintain control.

It also meant that the person in control had to face the illusions directly.

Beheadings!

Disembowelment!

Infestations!

Death by a thousand cuts!

...

Countless cruel tortures played out before their eyes, one after another, and the bloodcurdling screams never ceased from beginning to end.

"Urgh..."

Liiu Huang’er’s face turned pale. She suddenly felt nauseous and covered her mouth instinctively.

But unexpectedly, the more she covered her mouth, the stronger the nausea became.

"Martial Aunt."

Xi Chen was startled for a moment. He had initially thought her psychological fortitude was just weak, but then he came to his senses.

"You’re pregnant. You shouldn’t be standing watch here. It’s not good for the child, either."

"You go back. I’ll be fine here."

"Xi Chen..." Liiu Huang’er took a deep breath, suppressing the discomfort in her body. She didn’t try to force herself to stay.

"Be careful."

"No matter how the Demonic Cultivators provoke you or how many people they kill, you must not go out."

"Yes," Xi Chen nodded.

"This junior understands."

Liiu Huang’er summoned her Amber Bell Xia, wrapped herself in it, and transformed into a streak of light, returning to her Cave Mansion.

Several months into her pregnancy, her belly was already showing.

Even though she was completely loyal to the Sect, right now, she had to prioritize taking care of the child in her belly.

Xi Chen retracted his gaze, looked at the constantly flashing illusions before him, and shook his head lightly as he threw out the Xu Wind Thunder Banner.

"CRACKLE!"

"WHOOSH..."

Wind and thunder raged.

Just as Zhu Ju had said, this treasure was on the verge of advancing to a Middle Grade Magical Treasure. He hadn’t yet fully refined it.

If he could refine it to the point where he could wield it at will, with his deep foundation, Xi Chen would be able to fight a Mid-Stage Dao Foundation Cultivator.

Time slowly passed.

"Junior Brother Xi."

A figure flew high into the sky and sat down cross-legged nearby.

"Let me take over."

"Senior Brother Jir." Xi Chen opened his eyes, a trace of exhaustion showing in them.

"You’ve come at the right time. The Demon Sound Piercing Ears is driving me mad. If this continues any longer, I’m afraid I won’t be able to bear it."

"Senior Brother, the Demonic Demon People are sinister and vicious, and they excel at bewitching people’s minds. You must also be careful."

"Mm," Jir Mingxi replied with a calm smile.

"It’s fine."

"Go down and rest. Come back to relieve me in a few days."

"Alright!" Xi Chen didn’t refuse.

Among the Bright Void Sect’s current generation of Dao Foundation cultivators, Jir Mingxi was actually the greatest in terms of both Talent and foundation.

Jir Mingxi possessed a natural Dao Body. Though he was introverted and not good with words, he actually possessed great Inner Wisdom.

Before Xi Chen arrived, he had been the one most likely to advance to the Golden Core realm.

Xi Chen had great confidence in this Senior Brother Jir.

"AHH!"

"Help!"

"..."

The screams continued as always.

Jir Mingxi’s eyes remained clear, his expression normal.

He had lived through a demonic calamity, fled with the Sect, and suffered no less hardship than anyone else.

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