132: Trio, corpse dissection!
Those Feather Transformation Realm Cultivators were equivalent to Immortals in the Soul Transformation Stage.
Three of them pursued Li Yan at an extremely fast pace, visibly closing the distance between them.
Cold sweat beaded on Li Yan's forehead; he had never imagined there could be a third type of Cultivator in this world, besides Cultivators and blood magic cultivators.
They exuded a strange green Qi, an energy Li Yan had never encountered before.
It was neither Spiritual Qi nor Blood Qi.
He had always believed there were only two distinctions in this world: Cultivators and blood magic cultivators, but ever since history changed, a completely new, never-before-seen type of strange Cultivator had emerged.
And for some unknown reason, they were specifically waiting here, as if they had prior knowledge.
Their objective was also very clear: to kill Li Yan.
Ignoring Sixth Elder Xu Mo, who stood in their way, three of them flew directly towards Li Yan.
One of the brawny men laughed heartily: "Kid, where are you running to! Take this axe!"
A double-handed axe whizzed through the air.
An axe?
If it were an ordinary Cultivator, or even a blood magic Cultivator, they would rarely use a weapon like an axe.
Axes, as Magic Treasures, are quite uncommon among Cultivators.
Most Cultivators use mainstream weapons like swords, sabers, spears, and staves; it is truly rare for a Cultivator to use an axe as a Magic Treasure.
As the axe spun towards Li Yan, he naturally wouldn't risk taking it head-on.
His lips moved slightly as he silently muttered: "Go!"
Several shadowy Clones rushed towards the axe, adopting the Moon Essence Stance!
The axe proved unstoppable, destroying three of Li Yan's shadows consecutively until the fourth shadow finally succeeded in parrying it!
Accompanied by the crisp clang of the shadow's Moon Rainbow Sword, the axe was deflected back.
Seeing this, Li Yan frowned deeply: "It destroyed three of my shadows, and only then was it barely parried?"
The flying axe, parried by Li Yan's shadow using the Moon Essence Stance, flew back towards the brawny man emitting green Qi.
The man was unable to dodge and was cut in half at the waist by his returning axe.
The burly man looked at himself, split into two, and revealed a look of astonishment.
"This kid is a bit strange, just a mere third-level Nascent Soul Stage.
"Yet he can deflect my, Old Liu's, axe?"
The Cultivator with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, standing beside the brawny man, asked in a snarky tone.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, are you dead? If not, keep chasing.
"Don't let this juicy morsel escape!"
The brawny man then picked up a 'skin-stitching needle' as small as a pinky finger, stuffed his intestines back into his belly, and simply stitched his flesh back together.
Indeed, this brawny man was as bold and meticulous as Zhang Fei embroidering, stitching up his severed belly.
He stuffed all the fat back into his stomach, and his severed wound was sewn with XXXX stitches.
Another burly woman, her face a mass of squeezed fat, showed an expression of dissatisfaction.
"You got injured just trying to catch a Nascent Soul Stage; you're just useless."
"I'm not waiting for you guys anymore; I'll just sit on that kid and crush him to death!"
With that, the burly woman erupted, rushing alone towards Li Yan, carrying two meat-sawing blades.
Li Yan, running north, continued to fly without looking back.
As long as he reached the north and found the Blood Servant Sect's people, he would be safe.
He should not get entangled with these strangers; he must not act rashly before fully understanding their origins.
And judging from his recent skirmish with them, these people were indeed neither Cultivators nor blood magic cultivators.
If they were Cultivators, they would undoubtedly possess a majestic aura of righteousness.
Even evil Cultivators are typically handsome men and beautiful women.
blood magic cultivators are usually pale-skinned, tall, and full of vigor.
blood magic cultivators mostly achieve Transcendent through their Physical Body, so their physique wouldn't be too bad, and their appearance wouldn't be so squalid.
But what about those three just now?
They didn't fit the description of Cultivators at all, like stray mongrels by the roadside.
One was a hairy, brawny man, one a burly fat woman, and one a skinny man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks.
These three were completely different from anyone Li Yan had ever encountered.
Not only did they use power Li Yan had never seen, but they inexplicably wanted to kill him.
After a moment of thought, he could feel one of the energy fluctuations approaching him.
And the Blood Servant Sect's people hadn't appeared yet; if he kept fleeing, he would still be entangled by the three of them.
Thinking this, Li Yan's gaze swept over the surrounding terrain.
He quickly buried his shadows in various places, preparing to take the opportunity to counter-kill one of them.
"Daring to chase me so boldly? This fat woman is quite arrogant."
Just as Li Yan was flying and deploying his shadows, a harridan-like howl came from behind him.
"Little Daoist still trying to run? This old woman will crush you with her butt!"
The burly figure descended from the sky, like a giant boulder crashing down.
Li Yan's thought moved, and a nearby shadow Clone forcefully pushed him away!
Leveraging the pushing force of the shadow Clone, Li Yan managed to evade the crushing weight.
As for the unfortunate shadow, it was crushed by the burly female Cultivator's Physical Body.
If that shadow had been Li Yan, he estimated that all the bones in his body would have popped like beans, utterly brittle.
Looking at the relentlessly pursuing burly female Cultivator, Li Yan raised an eyebrow.
"Your Excellency, who are you? I have no grievances with you, so why do you want to kill me?"
The burly female Cultivator spat twice on her meat-sawing blades, then grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.
"Do I need a reason to kill you?"
"Little Daoist, come into this old woman's pot!"
"You young and delicious little Daoist, taking you back to make soup will surely be a great tonic!"
Watching the female Cultivator's two meat-sawing blades spark as they rubbed together, the fat on her face formed a twisted smile.
In the burly female Cultivator's eyes, there was only a craving for food; she simply wanted to eat Li Yan to satisfy her gluttonous desires.
Meanwhile, while speaking to her, Li Yan had already prepared a countermeasure.
While distracting the opponent with words, the black shadow hidden on the ground suddenly rose under Li Yan's control!
Yin and Yang Return to the Void, Slash!
Sixty-four shadow Clones simultaneously slashed at her, countless bright moon sword lights flickering and overlapping.
The burly female Cultivator, who had been laughing maniacally a second ago, was instantly sliced and diced into countless tiny fragments.
However.
When the female Cultivator became a puddle of flesh on the ground, what burst out was not blood, but dark green pus.
Looking at the bubbling, foul-smelling dark green liquid on the ground.
Li Yan instinctively frowned, feeling uncomfortable.
It stank.
How to describe that smell?
It was like seafood thrown into a sewer, mixed with all sorts of contents.
Then fished out and left to bake in the scorching sun for three days.
That smell was so pungent it went straight to the brain, a sour and salty odor mixed with a rotten, choking stench.
"What on earth is this thing?"
Li Yan retreated several hundred steps, not wanting to get any of that smell on him.
If even a little got on him, the smell probably wouldn't wash off, no matter what.
Just then.
The thin man among the trio suddenly appeared on a distant hilltop.
He sneered with disdain: "Cian, you still need to use Corpse Dissolution Art to deal with this kid?"