A purple-backed Vajra lackey casually grabbed a gang member and tore off his pants.
Holding the person in one hand, he stared at the pants for a long time.
Finding them seemingly insufficient, he then stripped off the cultivator's upper garment.
The purple-backed Vajra glanced at the clothes and pants in his hands, then at the bipedal creature in his other hand.
After a moment of brief thought, he casually threw the cultivator to the ground.
Then he sat down on him...
Being able to cultivate to the Void Refinement stage, merely enduring the weight of the purple-backed Vajra's body was naturally no problem.
The physical damage to the cultivator from this sitting was negligible, but the mental damage...
He didn't know how long this purple-backed Vajra had gone without bathing...
Or rather, whether this thing ever bathed at all...
A complex, foul odor brutally and savagely tore through his nasal cavity and forcefully entered it...
At this moment...
This cultivator wished he had been killed outright...
If I have truly committed any heinous sins, please let the heavenly tribulation punish me.
Instead of making me endure this despair...
But soon, something even more despairing happened...
"Pfft—!"
The purple-backed Vajra farted...
Perhaps due to its massive size, the potency of this fart was indeed considerable!
Several pounds of dirt were blown away from the ground!
As for how this poor cultivator felt at this moment?
His eyes rolled back, and he fainted. Naturally, there was nothing to discuss regarding his feelings...
The purple-backed Vajra was completely unaware of the heinous act it had committed against this pathetic cultivator. Contentedly, it tied the cultivator's upper garment and pants into a circle.
Holding it up, it measured it briefly, then put it around its own neck.
Only then did it stand up, casually lifting the pathetic cultivator into the air.
While looking at the cultivator, it pointed to the 'scarf' around its neck, as if asking if it looked good.
Unfortunately, the cultivator had already fainted and was completely unable to react.
The purple-backed Vajra immediately became displeased!
I'm asking you a question, and you're ignoring me?
It swung the cultivator in its hand several times, and finally, with a toss.
"Whoosh—!"
The cultivator flew out, becoming a star in the sky...
And it even flashed.
Yes, the kind with special effects.
Meanwhile.
A purple-backed Vajra lackey reached out and grabbed a female cultivator.
The female cultivator was very beautiful and had a great figure.
The kind that was the crème de la crème of the sect.
But now, she was almost scared to pee herself!
She had long heard that purple-backed Vajras liked to strip people's pants, and now she had witnessed the scene just moments ago...
The thought of the impending social death terrified her into tears...
Her makeup ran down her face as she cried...
If this incident got out, she would never be able to show her face again.
Rather than that, she would rather die...
"No... don't..." The female cultivator's struggles and resistance seemed so weak and helpless: "Please... let me go..."
Unfortunately, it was useless.
After all, they didn't speak the same language.
This purple-backed Vajra lackey didn't act directly, but instead held the female cultivator and looked at her with curiosity.
It had just reached adulthood today and was out with its elders for the first time.
It was a novice among the purple-backed Vajras.
Therefore, it was also seeing a human creature for the first time.
It was curious why this human in front of it was different from the others nearby.
Just now, it had tried to grab a male cultivator.
But the male cultivator smelled bad, so it had thrown him away.
The female cultivator in its hand, however, had a scent that it found very pleasant.
So it couldn't help but bring the female cultivator to its nose and sniff carefully.
The foul breath exhaled by the purple-backed Vajra lackey nearly made the female cultivator faint on the spot...
Driven by instinct, she still tried to pry its claws open.
Unfortunately, it was still useless...
After sniffing for a while, the purple-backed Vajra lackey's not-so-sharp mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
I understand!
This bipedal beast must have hidden something fragrant!
So it stripped the female cultivator bare in a flash...
"Ah—!"
The female cultivator screamed and successfully fainted...
The purple-backed Vajra lackey looked at the naked female cultivator and fell into thought.
Why doesn't it look like it has anything?
It brought the female cultivator to its nose again and sniffed.
Then its expression changed, and it threw the female cultivator away!
Pah!
What a smell!
It's too much!
After discarding the female cultivator, it picked up her clothes and began tying a 'scarf'.
It didn't understand why it was doing this, only that it was a tradition passed down in their tribe.
In fact, this male and female cultivator were considered lucky.
Take those poor cultivators nearby, for example.
Not only were they stripped bare, but they were also tied up and hung by the purple-backed Vajras with branches and vines.
These fellows had somehow obtained brushes and ink, and were now displaying their artistic talents on these cultivators...
Some who couldn't find brushes and ink simply brought a pile of monster dung to substitute.
There were even some who produced fresh droppings on the spot, still steaming hot.
In short, the scene was chaotic!
Very erotic and violent!
Besides this, some cultivators also died on the spot. Da Feng Novel Network
Although purple-backed Vajras were generally reluctant to kill, rarely did not mean never.
For example, some cultivators, unable to bear the humiliation, desperately struggled and resisted.
The purple-backed Vajras were displeased!
If you keep moving around like this, it interferes with my artistic creation, as a monster!
So they casually restrained those cultivators, lest they keep wriggling.
Perhaps they unconsciously exerted too much force when they were unhappy, or perhaps they accidentally unleashed some demonic energy.
Then those poor cultivators made a 'crack' sound...
And broke...
Those with good luck had their limbs broken, while those with bad luck were cut into several pieces...
Wisps of souls floated up from the corpses of the cultivators, slowly drifting towards Frostmourne...
As these souls were injected, the eyes of the ram's head on the hilt glowed with an eerie red light!
In an instant, a cold and strange aura spread outwards!
Wherever it passed, a fine layer of ice crystals appeared on the ground and trees!
At this moment, all the purple-backed Vajras and cultivators froze!
Each of them exuded strong fighting spirit, and their breathing became increasingly rapid!
Battle.
Was about to break out!
The two sides, as if on drugs, charged at each other with red eyes!
The roar of spell bombardments mingled with flying fingers and torn flesh, staging the most primitive brutality and madness!
Suddenly!
Frostmourne broke free from the purple-backed Vajra King's hand and flew towards a sect leader in the Out-of-Body stage.
This sect leader seemed to possess some artifact that resisted mental attacks, so he didn't go mad like the others.
However, judging by his red eyes and panting, he probably wouldn't last long.
Frostmourne slowly stopped in front of him.
A seductive voice suddenly echoed in the sect leader's mind.
"Do you crave power?!"
"Power..." The sect leader's expression was dazed, and his hand unconsciously grabbed Frostmourne.
"I feel it..." he exclaimed, raising Frostmourne high: "Great power!"
A fine layer of ice crystals appeared on his body, instantly healing his injuries.
Then he floated into the air, and with Frostmourne in hand, he slashed downwards fiercely!
Terrifying cold air instantly erupted!
All the purple-backed Vajras and cultivators turned into ice sculptures!
Even the surrounding air seemed to be frozen!
Soon.
Wisps of souls floated out from the ice sculptures, converging towards Frostmourne.
"Such great power!" The sect leader's eyes glowed red, and he laughed maniacally: "Hahahaha! I am invincible!"
"Become my servant!" The seductive voice echoed in his mind again: "You can completely possess this great power!"
In fact, before this, Frostmourne had also tried to tempt the purple-backed Vajra King.
But after witnessing its intelligence, Frostmourne decisively gave up...
And this human in front of him seemed like a very good choice!
"Become your servant?!" The sect leader was clearly displeased: "A mere weapon dares to think of becoming my master? Preposterous!"
If he were in a normal state, he would never have said such a thing.
After all, in the current situation, Frostmourne was clearly powerful, and he couldn't afford to offend it.
Unfortunately, he was in an abnormal state now...
What he said at this moment was his truest thought and ambition!
"Since you refuse to submit, then you are useless!"
As Frostmourne's words fell, the sect leader instantly turned into an ice sculpture!
"Bang—!"
The ice sculpture fell to the ground, shattering into pieces!
Frostmourne plunged into the nearby soil.
Everything returned to silence, leaving only scattered corpses and the pungent smell of blood...
Not long after, a figure slowly walked towards the scene.
It was none other than Ling He Fan, the previously escaped sect leader of the Lingxiao Hall!