Path of Alchemy Mastery
Chapter 110 Demon Cultivator Ye Wang

Chapter 110: Chapter 110 Demon Cultivator Ye Wang

Mu Can held his breath, silently observing the situation in the battlefield.

As the beast regained its strength, the battle once more reached a point of equilibrium.

After using the Fiery Flame Spear, Yan Dan’s momentum had dropped by half, and he seemed powerless to launch such an attack again.

The now-recovered beast also looked listless, suggesting that the innate secret technique that allowed it to heal from serious injuries came with a significant cost.

"You’re dead," the beast spoke in human language again, staring at Yan Dan in the air with a face full of murderous intent.

Their race’s innate secret technique was akin to a second life, requiring the accumulation of a vast amount of life energy for use. This recovery had consumed over half of ten years’ worth of his reserves, filling the beast’s heart with hatred at this moment.

"Stop talking big," Yan Dan responded to the beast’s threat with an unconcerned attitude, looking at the beast indifferently.

If I can’t kill you, you can’t kill me either, so why should I be afraid of your threats?

Of the remaining thirty-some people, to randomly encounter two so powerful.

At this moment, Mu Can only felt that the cultivators from the Human World had an incredibly slim chance of victory after entering the Death Space.

When encountering various strange races from different planes, it was difficult for cultivators of the Human World to defeat their counterparts of equal strength.

"Keke, seems like my luck isn’t bad, two wounded little lambs, just give your lives to me," a haughty voice rang out.

A strange cultivator emerged from the dense forest. His skin was pitch-black, like coal used for heating in ordinary homes of the Mortal World, yet oddly he was wearing snow-white clothes, which looked quite amusing.

"Is this black and white?" Mu Can couldn’t help but smirk inwardly, but he lowered his head even more. To make a move at this time, one must be a cultivator quite confident in themselves.

"Investigation," the command was activated.

"Number fifty-eight, Ye Wang, a demon cultivator from the Demon World," Mu Can grew to like number thirty-six even more; at least in this Death Space, he knew most things.

"The Demon World has an entrance too? Isn’t that unfair?" Mu Can asked curiously.

Logically, although the Demon World and Immortal World, like the Mortal World, belonged to the same plane, they were both a higher tier of existence than the Mortal World.

There shouldn’t be two entry points in the same plane.

"Each Death Space will distribute you according to strength; you won’t encounter situations where strength is too disparate. But fairness can only be approximated, not absolute. Absolute fairness is inherently unfair, that’s what the master said," the voice of number thirty-six came through.

It seems that the creator of the Death Space is an interesting person, also knowing to assign participants based on strength.

"Kid, have you heard of Gu Cultivators?" Purple Cloud suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Gu Cultivators of the Mortal World? Aren’t they secluded from the world in the Mountain of Ten Thousand Beasts?" Mu Can had heard of Gu Cultivators; it was said that in the Mortal World’s Mountain of Ten Thousand Beasts lived a group of unique cultivators, isolated from the world, with a cultivation system unlike any other.

The shorty sent by Donghuang to kill Mu Can was, in some sense, a Gu Cultivator.

"In the legends, the Gu Clan possesses a type of Gu King. The cultivation process for this Gu King is extremely cruel: first, they put a group of similar poisonous insects into the same container to fight to the death, and the last one standing can become a Gu. After cultivating a Gu to the Martial King Level strength, they put Martial King Level Gu insects together, and the last one to survive can be called a Gu King," Purple Cloud explained.

"Are you saying that the creator of this Death Space is similar to a Gu Cultivator, and we are the chosen Gu?" Mu Can was quick-witted, instantly understanding what Purple Cloud was implying.

However, Mu Can felt very strange, if the purpose of constructing the Death Space was to select the strongest, then why allow the final victor to return? What could such great powers have in store for them?

Without giving Mu Can more time to think, the battle in front of him had once again commenced.

Ye Wang actually launched an attack on Yan Dan and the rampant beast simultaneously.

He was taking on two at once, attempting to kill both simultaneously and snatch their treasures.

Those who had made it this far, except for the incredibly unlucky ones like Mu Can, all surely possessed treasures obtained from the Death Space.

And it was clear that Ye Wang was here for the treasures.

"Demonized Heaven and Earth." Ye Wang’s form instantly transformed into a massive cloud of black qi that enveloped both Yan Dan and the rampant beast.

"Truly a member of the Demon Clan." Mu Can would one day face the Demon Clan and watched carefully.

The Demon Heart Seal on his body was like a nail hammered into Mu Can’s body, forcing him to maintain his true self at all times to prevent the Heart Demon from awakening.

The rolling Demonic Qi was as dark as ink; from within, only the roar of the rampant beast and Yan Dan’s cursing could be heard.

"You motherfucker have no shame." Yan Dan cursed wildly, it was unclear what Ye Wang had done.

Mu Can could only faintly see a ball of Fiery Flame frantically darting around within the black fog but was never able to escape the bounds of the black fog.

"Hehe, the soul of the Elemental Clan is truly delicious." Ye Wang’s voice contained a hint of surprise, like a gluttonous child finally tasting a long-coveted cake.

"Ah, you forced this upon me!" Following Yan Dan’s roar, a huge explosion was heard.

In order not to be consumed by Ye Wang, Yan Dan chose to self-destruct.

"Even in death, I refuse to become someone else’s food." That was Yan Dan’s final thought.

Yan Dan’s self-destruction was not merely of his physical body; his soul also shattered within the explosion, creating a massive shockwave that spread through the black fog.

"How ruthless." Ye Wang had not expected Yan Dan to choose such a decisive self-destruction; he was caught off-guard and sustained injuries.

The black fog slowly condensed, and Ye Wang’s figure reappeared above the ground, except now several scars were visible on his dark face, with green blood slowly oozing from the wounds.

Looking back at the original battlefield, it was a complete mess. The ground, already riddled with holes from Yan Dan’s attacks, was now even more pitted and uneven without a single flat surface.

As the black fog dissipated, the figure of the rampant beast reappeared before Mu Can.

The rampant beast looked even more miserable than before; its freshly recovered body was corroded by Ye Wang’s demonic fog, covered in pustules, without a single intact spot.

Currently, it lay on the ground panting heavily, warily eyeing Ye Wang.

This cultivator, as black as charcoal, indeed seemed more terrifying than the recently self-destructed Yan Dan.

The all-pervasive black fog not only had powerful corrosive properties, there was also a force attempting to enter his brain through every orifice, seeking to control his soul.

Just resisting this Soul Power was already a hardship for the Demon Beast, not adept in soul matters, let alone the black fog capable of corroding its sturdy armor.

"Become my mount, and I shall spare you from death," said Ye Wang to the rampant beast, speaking indifferently.