Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 549

Chapter 549: 209. Equivalent to Divinity Transformation, Ready to Strike (5.3K words - Seeking Subscription)

The Good Corpse, Song Yan, felt the strengthening of himself, filled with excitement.

Swish!

The sword covered in rusted peach blossom struck again!

The female cultivator facing him, surrounded by flowing evil energy, blankly drew the sword from her body to meet the attack.

Her sword intent might not be weak, but she herself was far inferior to Song Yan, the Good Corpse.

Song Yan’s sword fell like a steel beam from the sky to cut through a blade of grass.

Hiss!

Bam!

The female cultivator’s sword broke, her body split in two, yet still "entangled like a broken lotus," and her two divided cheeks suddenly freed from struggle, cried out in a painful plea for help: "Save... save... me..."

"Can’t be saved, just die in peace!"

Song Yan replied, then swung his rusted sword horizontally, dismembering the monstrous female cultivator into eight pieces, subsequently feeling the sword intent entering his body, secretly invoking his Heaven-Reaching Wisdom to accelerate absorption.

With this absorption, he immediately knew the name of the monster in this courtyard - "Rusted Sword Slave."

In other words, he was not far from the state of being a "Rusted Sword Slave." If he couldn’t hold on or fail to withdraw from this place in time, then... he would become one among these monsters, endlessly wandering in this eerie, empty courtyard.

In a moment, he locked onto another sword slave.

Stepped forward, swung the sword.

Die!

Absorbed the sword intent, then accelerated its digestion with Heaven-Reaching Wisdom.

After completing, he looked toward another sword slave.

Song Yan swung his sword once more.

Die!

He mechanically repeated this action.

And within this action, the Kuye Swordmaster behind him, Meng Po, and the Herbal Hut on Misty Sea all blew away like dust in the wind, completely vanishing without a trace.

Song Yan slightly tilted his head, glanced at the vanished Red Leaf Island, and felt no emotional ripple.

Walking this path, what is true, and what is false? Does he still confuse the two?

Rather than lament past events, it’s better to grip the weapon in hand and pave a bloodied path to the future.

"Die for me!!"

Clang! 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

This time, he actually encountered a tough opponent.

It was a corpulent Rusted Sword Slave blocking his way, appearing to want to kill him too.

But Song Yan did not retreat; they clashed in a duel.

Not long after...

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