- In Marvel: I Start by Marrying Scarlett Witch [Complete]
- MWM Chapter 226
“Could they really be ghosts? No, even if they were, a hit from my Lightning Release should have obliterated them.”
Hidden among his shadow clones, Leo frowned, realizing that none of his ninjutsu had any effect on the seductive women. As he watched, the nine alluring women, unable to distinguish the real Leo from the clones, decided to attack all the clones, determined to capture every one of them.
Leo and his clones dodged the women’s advances, but they moved with an eerie grace, incredibly fast, and with the formation locking the space around them, there was no way out. Soon, a few clones were caught.
The clones that were ensnared didn’t vanish as they normally would when struck by an attack. Instead, they stood frozen, faces filled with pleasure, as if under some kind of enchantment. The seductive women, having ensnared one clone, would quickly move on to the next.
As Leo activated the Eight Gates to enhance his speed and avoid the women’s attacks, he began analyzing their behavior and characteristics. Soon, he came up with a plan.
“They don’t have physical bodies, only souls, and they use mental attacks. Let’s see how they handle the Killing Curse!”
Quietly, Leo pulled out his old wand and aimed it at one of the women flying toward him.
“Avada Kedavra!”
A flash of green light shot out, striking the woman head-on. Unlike the previous ninjutsu, which had passed harmlessly through her, this time the green light hit her directly, and she let out a pained scream as her form visibly dimmed.
“It worked.”
Leo’s eyes lit up with realization. Without wasting time, he handed out several wands to his remaining clones. Instantly, the formation was filled with flashes of green light as one Killing Curse after another struck the women.
“Impossible! My demon spirits!”
The Xuanyin Sect elder, watching from outside the formation, was horrified. His nine Blissful Demon Spirits, struck by the green curses, were fading, their forms becoming increasingly transparent. Panicking, he hurriedly cast a spell to recall them into the flags to be nurtured again.
Those demon spirits had taken him a hundred years to refine. There was no way he would let them be destroyed by a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator. But what shocked him even more was that this righteous cultivator could wield a spell so similar to demonic arts—and one that specifically targeted souls.
With the demon spirits withdrawn, Leo’s shadow clones returned to normal. Wasting no time, he handed out more wands to his clones, preparing for whatever came next.
Just then, the Xuanyin Sect elder’s voice echoed from above once more.
“Xuanyin Death Aura!”
A dense cloud of malicious energy filled the formation, transforming into countless demonic figures that rushed toward Leo and his clones. These figures carried far more power than the earlier attacks from the short demonic cultivator, and anyone caught by them would have their flesh corroded in seconds.
Not daring to take any chances, Leo and his clones raised their wands in unison and cast the Fiendfyre Curse. Streams of blue fire, in the shape of roaring dragons, flew out to meet the demonic figures. The flames and demonic figures clashed fiercely, each side gaining and losing ground in equal measure.
Meanwhile, not far from the battle, seven cultivators in mid-flight were riding their flying swords. Among them, a young female cultivator, who appeared to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, stood on a serpent-like golden sword. She turned to the bearded middle-aged man leading the group and asked, “Senior Brother Chu, is it true that the Lotus Fairy at Drunken Immortal Cliff promised us each a Yuan-enhancing Pill as a reward for subduing the demon?”
“That’s right. In her letter, the Lotus Fairy mentioned the Yuan-enhancing Pill as our reward,” the bearded man replied with a smile.
The young woman’s face lit up with joy. “One Yuan-enhancing Pill is worth fifty years of cultivation! If we get it, we’ll have a chance to reach the Core Formation stage and catch up to Senior Brother Duan Lei!”
“Sister Shangguan, don’t get too excited,” a middle-aged woman cautioned. “According to the Lotus Fairy’s letter, the nine-headed demon python is already at the Nascent Soul stage. Its physical body is incredibly tough, and each of its nine heads has unique abilities. It won’t be easy to deal with.”
Before the young woman could reply, a man standing on a wide-bladed sword interrupted, “Don’t worry, Senior Sister Qin. We’re all at the peak of the Core Formation stage, and our sword techniques are the most powerful. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn’t stand a chance against the seven of us working together. Besides, the Lotus Fairy is also at the Nascent Soul stage.”
The man’s confidence wasn’t unfounded. Emei sword cultivators were renowned for being the strongest among their peers, and the seven of them, known as the “Seven Sons of the Cloud,” were the backbone of the Emei Sect. In the mid-Core Formation stage, they had once killed a Nascent Soul demonic cultivator together, earning their fame across the cultivation world.
“Junior Brother Dong is right, but Sister Qin also has a point,” added a refined middle-aged man. “The Lotus Fairy is a Nascent Soul loose cultivator like Senior Brother Duan, but she isn’t skilled in combat. She’s more focused on alchemy, so we can’t count on her too much.”
As they discussed their upcoming task, a hulking figure flying on a giant sword spoke up for the first time, “Be careful, something’s wrong. I’m sensing strong demonic energy!”
The group immediately became alert, expanding their spiritual senses. Soon, they spotted the Xuanyin Sect elder, his disciple, and the massive formation below.
“It’s Nantong of the Xuanyin Sect!” one of the men, standing on black-and-white yin-yang swords, exclaimed as he recognized the elder.
The bearded man’s eyes flashed with anger as he shouted, “A demonic cultivator is causing trouble! Everyone, follow me to subdue him!”
“Yes, Senior Brother!” the other six responded in unison, merging with their swords and streaking through the air as beams of light, heading straight for the Xuanyin Sect elder.
Meanwhile, the elder, furiously channeling more power into the Xuanyin Death Aura in an attempt to overwhelm Leo’s Fiendfyre, suddenly sensed the seven flying lights approaching. His heart sank.
“It’s the Seven Sons of the Cloud from Emei Sect!”
If he encountered them under normal circumstances, he could rely on the Nine Demon Heavenly Xuanyin Formation to fight them off. But now, the formation was tied up by that pesky Foundation Establishment cultivator, and his nine Blissful Demon Spirits had been injured. Facing the Seven Sons in this state was a losing battle.
“Go!”
In desperation, he sent his eight damaged demon soldiers to hold off the Seven Sons, hoping to buy time to dismantle the formation and flee.
However, at that very moment, a powerful force suddenly erupted from within the formation. The entire Nine Demon Heavenly Xuanyin Formation trembled and became unstable. Then, out of nowhere, a giant white tiger’s spectral form tore through the formation’s barrier and lunged directly at the Xuanyin Sect elder, ready to devour him whole.