Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 168

Chapter 168: 123. See the master, please enter the urn (4.3K words - seeking subscription)_2

Boom!!

The array shield shattered!

The outer Evil Qi shadow puppets, papermen, blood corpses, and various demons quickly surged in.

The alchemy room on Copper Sparrow Island was in chaos, the Sun family pill master was so anxious he was drenched in sweat, but the alchemy furnace contained "Water Abyss Flood Dragon Essence Blood." If the alchemy were abandoned halfway through, it would all be ruined!

He muttered anxiously, "What to do, what to do?"

However, no matter how nervous he was, his junior brother Bai always appeared very calm in his eyes.

The shouts and sounds of killing from afar grew closer, soon arriving outside the Sun family’s Copper Sparrow Island.

In Copper Sparrow Island, Elder shouted angrily, and together with the two early stage Crimson Palace Elders still on the island, rose with their swords.

The Sun family pill master breathed a sigh of relief, murmuring as if to comfort himself, "With the Elder, plus Elders Zhao and Wang, everything will be fine, everything will be fine..."

But just as he finished speaking, he heard the Elder’s startled cry from above.

"Blood Cliff! Copper Beard! Now the Peak Masters of Puppet Three Peaks, two have come! Ha, there’s also quite a lot of early stage Crimson Palace young demons here, they really think highly of this old man! Come on!"

In the alchemy room, the Sun family pill master’s brow twitched, showing a bitter smile as he looked at the calm Song Yan and said, "Junior Brother Bai, will Elder... Elder be able to win?"

Song Yan said, "Of course, evil cannot prevail over good."

"Yes, yes, yes, evil cannot prevail over good, evil cannot prevail over good," the Sun family pill master took deep breaths repeatedly.

Just at this moment, a miserable scream came from the sky.

The Sun family pill master jumped up in shock, screaming, "Elder Zhao is dead!"

Moments later.

Another miserable scream was heard.

The Sun family pill master was dumbfounded, "Another one is dead!!"

Then, suddenly from outside came the Elder’s hoarse and slightly mournful laughter, along with a stern question.

"Was the Water Abyss Flood Dragon concocted by your Puppet Sect on purpose?"

"No."

A muffled voice responded.

The Elder was taken aback, then began laughing manically at the sky, standing suspended, his eyes full of devastation, witnessing the destruction and downfall of the major islands in the Misty Sea.

"My fault, my fault! If not for a moment’s mistake, if I hadn’t drawn my sword against my heart’s intent. If I hadn’t fought with my fellow disciples, resulting in injuries, how would it have come to this? How would it have come to this..."

"I am ashamed in the sect’s eyes, ashamed to my master."

"Demon, you seek my body to make blood corpse papermen, but don’t even think about it! And that demon Song, you want my soul to become a ghost, that’s wishful thinking!

Though I cannot protect my home in life, in death... I will not be used by you!!"

In an incredibly passionate shout, a soft bang was heard from midair, but it merely echoed lightly and then was silent.

Immediately following was Blood Granny’s "jie jie jie jie" laughter, and a hoarse strange laugh, "I was long prepared for your self-destruction."

She thought for a moment, then a blood corpse covered in glistening white fur suddenly appeared behind the extremely weak Elder, gently twisting his neck, then throwing it into the nearby coffin holding important corpse resources.

With the Elder’s death, the entire Copper Sparrow Island plunged into momentary silence, followed by countless sword rainbows madly shooting outward, desperately escaping, but numerous demon shadows pursued them.

In the alchemy room, the Sun family pill master also shouted in fear, abandoning any concern about alchemy.

The Elder’s death shattered his pillar of support, leaving him as lost as a stray dog, only concerned with fleeing southward, towards Luoxia Bamboo Island in a panic.

On Copper Sparrow Island, everyone was gone, scattering like birds and beasts.

On the island, houses and palaces collapsed one by one.

The alchemy room also instantly fell silent, leaving only one cultivator in a silver sword robe still fanning the fire under the alchemy furnace absentmindedly.

Knock, knock, knock!

A polite, even cautious knocking came from outside the alchemy room.

The knocking was neither heavy nor light, fearing to offend or that the person inside wouldn’t hear it, so the sound was just right.

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