At this moment, Shishu was in the state of invoking the divine.
Even so, everyone was dumbfounded, unable to believe it.
Shishu could overturn the Nine-Life Corpse Cat with a single sword strike.
This was because Yunqing Zhenren's cultivation was definitely higher than Shishu's.
Based on estimation, Yunqing Zhenren's Dao cultivation should have reached the mid to late Dao Body stage.
Normally, Shishu, after invoking the divine, could only reach the early Dao Body stage.
What Yunqing Zhenren could not do, Shishu had now accomplished, which was hard to believe.
Even Old Mo, who was with Shishu every day, looked at Shishu incredulously and exclaimed.
Shishu, holding the giant sword, turned his head slightly:
"Xiao Qin, are you alright?"
Seeing Shishu turn around, I noticed his face was incredibly red, as red as a monkey's backside.
There was also the scent of alcohol on his breath as he spoke.
But hearing Shishu's voice, I quickly replied:
"Shishu, I'm fine!"
Shishu let out a sound:
"Good! It's good that you're alright.
However, this dead cat is not."
With that said!
Shishu turned his head and looked at the Nine-Life Corpse Cat again:
"Little kitty, your day of reckoning has arrived!"
After speaking, Shishu pushed off with his legs.
With a "bang," he cracked the stones on the ground.
Shishu leaped into the air and swung his sword at the Nine-Life Corpse Cat.
Seeing Shishu attack from the air, the Nine-Life Corpse Cat let out a "meow" and swiped its claws upwards.
Another "rumble" and a burst of energy shook the air.
The Nine-Life Corpse Cat was once again overpowered, forced back by Shishu's sword strike.
It slid back several meters, clearly unable to withstand the attack.
"Master is awesome!"
Old Mo was also invigorated by the sight.
I also shouted excitedly:
"Shishu is mighty!"
Although it sounded a bit chuunibyo, it was truly satisfying.
The rest of the people also snapped back to reality.
Each of them was filled with renewed spirit.
Yunqing Zhenren raised his sword and charged forward again.
His Wind Riding technique unleashed wind blades that whistled towards the Corpse Cat.
Shishu, with his broadsword, was a force of pure "might."
He was too strong, completely overpowering the Nine-Life Corpse Cat in terms of strength.
The Corpse Cat's demonic arts were proving ineffective.
We, with our insufficient cultivation, could only watch from the periphery.
But I wasn't idle either. I activated the Yin-Yang Treasure Beads.
The two beads circled around me.
Clasping my hands together:
"Heaven and Earth are limitless, Qiankun borrows its power, Decree!"
The two beads shot out again.
With two "swishes," they flew directly towards the Corpse Cat.
The Nine-Life Corpse Cat was already struggling against Yunqing Zhenren alone, and with Shishu's arrival, it was completely unable to resist.
What kind of "True Body United," cultivated for hundreds of years, its primary body.
Now it was crying out "meow" and bleeding green blood all over.
At this moment, with the Yin-Yang beads striking, the monster lost all ability to resist.
In just seven or eight exchanges.
With two "bangs," the treasure beads struck the Corpse Cat's back.
The Nine-Life Corpse Cat cried out in pain, suffering extensive burns and frostbite on its back.
Yunqing Zhenren's Wind Riding technique sent more wind blades, creating dozens of deep gashes on the Corpse Cat's body.
It was also directly hit by an "air projectile," causing its body to concave inwards.
It was already severely wounded, almost fatally.
Shishu naturally wouldn't miss such an opportunity.
He stepped forward and, with a single sword strike, severed the Corpse Cat's front left leg.
Green blood splattered, and its body crashed to the ground.
Shishu then kicked the Corpse Cat's head.
The Corpse Cat's massive body somersaulted in the air and landed heavily.
The ground beneath it was dented by the impact.
At this point, it was completely incapacitated.
Lying there, barely alive, with no further movement.
I immediately retracted the Yin-Yang Treasure Beads.
Controlling these two beads consumed an immense amount of spiritual energy.
Now, the spiritual energy in my dantian was only around fifteen percent.
But fortunately, the Nine-Life Corpse Cat had been subdued.
Everyone exclaimed in unison:
"Good!"
"We won!"
"Hahaha! Master is amazing."
"..."
Yunqing Zhenren, holding his long sword, walked towards the Corpse Cat.
Preparing to deliver the final blow.
But Shishu stopped him:
"Wait!"
Yunqing Zhenren had not met Shishu in his youth, and they were not familiar with each other.
Hearing Shishu speak, he looked at him and asked:
"Fellow Daoist Huxiao, do you intend to let it go?"
Shishu snorted coldly:
"Let it go? Nonsense. Such a great demon, its death is well deserved.
Xiao Qin, hurry up."
He said, already looking at me.
Yunqing Zhenren seemed a bit confused but did not speak.
He merely stood by and watched.
I put away the Yin-Yang Treasure Beads and hurried over.
"Shishu!"
"Kill her!"
Shishu said emotionlessly.
The rest of the people also gathered around.
Looking at the Nine-Life Corpse Cat before me, I naturally didn't hold back.
Such a great demon would surely increase my lifespan by no less than that red-skinned fire ghost.
I held my peach wood sword and took two steps forward.
The Nine-Life Corpse Cat was on its last breath.
It looked at me with half-closed eyes:
"What a... pity. This venerable one has cultivated for hundreds of years, only to end here.
Truly, I am not reconciled! Meow..."
It looked weak, but its tone was filled with much unwillingness.
It looked at me with a trace of malice.
Its weak meows trembled.
I looked at it with a cold expression:
"Go on your way!"
I simply raised my peach wood sword, infused it with Dao energy.
And thrust it directly into its forehead.
The Nine-Life Corpse Cat trembled violently, its eyes flickered slightly.
Then it opened its mouth slightly and ceased to breathe.
I pulled out my peach wood sword, and brain matter and green blood flowed out.
Thus, the Nine-Life Corpse Cat perished.
And the purple bone vine on my left hand changed again.
It had turned from purple to red.
My lifespan had once again greatly increased, by at least ten months.
According to my calculations, the lifespan lamp oil stored in the purple bone vine now reached nearly two years.
Never had I felt so wealthy.
At this moment, Yunqing Zhenren narrowed his eyes.
He then looked at me with a hint of surprise.
He must have realized that I was someone who needed to borrow lifespan.
At this time, Old Mo jumped directly onto the Corpse Cat's massive body, holding a Bagua mirror in one hand.
He vigilantly scanned the surroundings.
Seeing him like this, I knew what he was about to do.
This was guarding the corpse. To kill a demon, one had to kill its soul as well.
To completely eradicate it.
But didn't this kid know that Corpse Cultivators had no souls?
Or rather, their souls and bodies were one; when the body died, the soul vanished.
Much like zombies.
I was about to tell him to stop making a fool of himself.
But Shishu couldn't hold back any longer:
"Xiao Mo, what are you doing up there?"
Old Mo replied with a serious expression:
"Guarding the soul?"
Shishu rolled his eyes:
"Guarding what? Corpse demons have no souls, get down..."