Chapter 374.
Snort!
Wang Dust tore open the shirt on his body, revealing palm-width black heart hair.
His eyes showed silver light as he greedily stared at Sun Widow on the bed.
The latter’s temples scattered face red and swollen, mouth and nose are overflowing with blood, eyes closed tightly pathetic.
Wang Chen opened his hands and was about to grab the other party’s concave and convex parts.
At this time, a ghostly black shadow appeared behind him.
In an instant, the black shadow produced a long tentacle, which noiselessly probed towards the lustful Wang Chuan.
In the middle of the room, a sinister aura spread quietly!
However, the moment these tentacles were about to touch Wang Dust, hot flames suddenly emerged from the surface of his body.
Hiss~
When the tentacles were burned by the flames, they immediately retreated.
At the same time, Wang Chen suddenly turned around, his eyes shining brightly.
Where was the lecherous greed of a moment ago!
He suddenly raised his arm and opened his palm towards the black shadow, and the Tianluo Evil Execution Net solidified on his small arm instantly activated, turning into a large net that enveloped him.
Wang Chen’s counterattack came too suddenly and swiftly, the black shadow realized that it was not good but could not dodge in time, and was covered by the Evil Punishing Net.
“Ah!”
He immediately let out a heart-rending scream.
The churning black mist contracted rapidly, and the true face of the sneak attacker was immediately revealed.
It was clearly a dry and thin man in his forties or fifties.
“Zhou Senchi!”
Wang Chen manipulated the Evil Execution Net with one hand and sneered, “Finally, I’ve found you!”
The intelligence fee of 100,000 spirit stones had not been spent in vain, this Purple Mansion Evil Cultivator was indeed hiding in Shangyang Village.
Wang Dust had also gone through a lot of effort and exhausted his acting skills to seduce this fellow out.
With one strike, he was able to win!
“Who are you?”
Zhou Senzhi, who was deathly bound by the Evil Punishing Net, struggled desperately, his face was hideous, his eyes turning a crimson hue, revealing endless madness.
However, no matter how he struggled, the Punishing Evil Net shrunk tighter and tighter, making it impossible for him to execute his empty powerful spells.
Even the storage bag on his body could not be opened.
What frightened Zhou Senchi the most was that the evil power in his body could not be restrained from leaking out.
It was absorbed cleanly by the large net that bound him!
What is this thing?
This Evil Cultivator let out a beast-like hiss, the black qi on his body danced wildly, and the bones all over his body cackled.
But it was of no use, the Evil Punishing Net was like a silent killer, using mechanical cold and merciless maneuvers to deprive him of his life and power bit by bit.
In just ten breaths of effort, Zhou Senzhi’s body curled up into a ball, his size shrinking by nearly half from his normal state!
His hissing grew fainter and fainter, and his struggles became powerless.
He was about to perish!
Seeing this, Wang Chen immediately withdrew the Evil Punishing Net.
Without waiting for Zhou Senzhi to catch his breath, a flash of a snowy sword blade thundered down.
It sliced off his head.
[Heavenly Merit +167]
Success!
Wang Chen let out a long breath, probed his hand and ingested the head of the evil cultivator that rolled to the ground and put it into his storage bag.
This was an important credential for completing the mission, if it was turned into flying dust by the Evil Execution Net, it would be impossible to tell.
Then he executed the Fire Crow Technique and burned Zhou Senzhi’s corpse into ashes along with the storage bag hanging on his waist!
The storage bag of the Purple Mansion Evil Cultivator likely hid good things, but without mastering the means to deal with it, he didn’t want to be tainted with it at all, so it was best to burn it clean.
Finally, a few more Evil Warding Talismans were struck, and the end of the hand was dealt with.
The Heavenly Luo Evil Destroying Net reformed into an arm guard and solidified on his arm.
Wang Chen touched this treasure and was satisfied.
The Heavenly Luo Evil Punishing Net was truly a great weapon against evil spirits and evil cultivators, and it had never let him down.
This time, he had undoubtedly made another great achievement!
Otherwise, even if Wang Dust could win a battle against this Evil Cultivator, it would be impossible for him to accomplish the task so easily and simply.
But there was still a small tail to this matter – the Sun Widow.
Earlier, when he posed as a village man and tapped on the courtyard door, he realized that the other party’s body was tainted with an evil aura.
From this, it was determined that Zhou Senzhi was hiding here.
It was also unknown for what reason this Pretty Widow had taken in this evil cultivator and even covered for him.
However, Wang Chen had no intention of getting to the bottom of the matter and wasting his time on insignificant characters.
He glanced at the still unconscious Sun Widow and restored his own original appearance.
Walking out of the room, Wang Chen sacrificed the Wind and Thunder Sword and flew through the air with the human sword in unison, and was already a hundred paces away in an instant.
Riding this spirit sword, he sped along, returning to the West Sea Sect’s mountain gate at a much faster speed!
He arrived at Ten Thousand Spirits City the following night.
Wang Chen couldn’t care less about resting and went straight to the inner mountain gate.
Earlier, Wang Chen had been moved directly from the Great Hall of Guidance to the City of Ten Thousand Spirits by the Zixiao Realist, and he didn’t actually know the location of the entrance to the Inner Mountain Gate.
But this was not a problem at all.
Because as long as he injected mana into the identity nameplate, the coordinates of the locations of the inner and outer mountain gates and the ten Immortal Cities were clearly and unambiguously presented in the sea of consciousness, providing him with the most correct guidance.
The inner mountain gate of the West Sea Sect was only a hundred miles away from Wan Ling City, and the entrance was a huge valley surrounded by clouds.
When Wang Chen landed at the entrance of the valley, the first thing he saw was a ten-foot tall dao stele.
This monument looked exceptionally old, its surface was full of mottled traces left by wind, frost, rain and snow, and its front side was engraved with four strong and powerful seal characters in the true language of “West Sea Immortal Sect”.
The carrier of this monument was a giant black soft-shelled turtle.
The moment Wang Chen landed on the ground, the giant softshell turtle opened its eyes, “Hmm?”
Wang Chen instantly felt a shock to his soul, as if his entire being had been peeked through by some kind of existence, without any secrets to speak of.
He was appalled in his heart, but on the surface, he didn’t move and bowed respectfully to the giant softshell turtle in front of him, “Newly-promoted inner disciple of the West Sea Sect, Wang Chuan, I’ve met senior!”
This giant softshell turtle looked like it was suppressed to death by the Dao Monument, but the aura it revealed was at least at the Great Demon level.
A Demon King was even possible!
Wang Dust couldn’t help but think of the old turtle that was guarding the entrance to the inner mountain gate of the Yunyang Sect, so he didn’t dare to be the slightest bit careless.
“Well.”
The giant soft-shelled turtle opened his mouth and said slowly, “You’re back from completing the entrance examination task, right?”
Wang Chen hurriedly replied, “Yes, please make it easy for senior.”
Without the other party’s guidance, he didn’t even know how to enter.
“Good talk.”
The giant softshell turtle exhaled a thick breath from his nostrils and asked, “Do you know the rules?”
“Rules?”
Wang Dust froze and then realized.
After thinking about it, he took out all the spirit fruits hidden in his storage bag and laid them in front of the other party.
Wang Chen didn’t know if these fruits could enter the other party’s eyes, if not, then he could only go back to Ten Thousand Souls City to re-purchase higher quality spirit fruits.
That would cost a lot of spirit stones again.
But this giant soft-shelled turtle was quite good at talking, opening its mouth and inhaling all these spirit fruits into its stomach.
It didn’t look fussy at all.
“Alright, I’ll send you in now.”