The fight within the mountain cave had also reached its climax. Even though An Wuya struggled to fight as he was surrounded his three enemies, Min Shaotian's side also couldn't get any upper hand. The fighting experience between the two sides was too huge.
At this time, Chen Jingguo also finished with his preparation. He looked towards the battle that was happening before him. 'Luckily, the mountain was reinforced with a formation to prevent it from being destroyed...' he thought to himself.
Chen Jingguo continued to watch, biding for his time as he looked for an opening. He knew that he wouldn't be able to deal with Min Shaotian, let alone Yan Zhuyi. So his eyes were trained on the young Lan Minghui. The chance arrived when Lan Minghui was kicked away by An Wuya towards his direction.
With the chance created by An Wuya, Chen Jingguo immediately launched an attack against Lan Minghui. He focused his spiritual energy into his hand, his fingers forming into a claw, aiming at Lan Minghui's abdomen.
Because Lan Minghui was focused solely on An Wuya before, he had forgotten the existence of Chen Jingguo. The first attack landed squarely on Lan Minghui's abdomen, close to the area where his dantian is located. He could feel his spiritual energy going erratic from receiving the attack but luckily, he was quick to respond in quelling his spiritual energy.
With the addition of Chen Jingguo, Min Shaotian's group was now separated into two. An Wuya alone dealth with Min Shaotian and Yan Zhuyi while Chen Jingguo distracts Lan Minghui.
The three of them didn't manage to get an advantage against An Wuya, now that they are reduced into two people, they began to struggle.
As soon as An Wuya saw a small opening, he immediately capitalised on it. An Wuya sent a heavy sword strike layered with dense spiritual energy towards Min Shaotian, forcing the other to dodge. Unfortunately, the attack came too quickly and Min Shaotian still end up suffering injuries.
"Shaotian!" Yan Zhuyi called out, her tone full of worry. Seeing her distracted momentarily, An Wuya changed his target and attacked Yan Zhuyi next.
With another swing of his sword, An Wuya once again sent an offensive move. This time, the amount of spiritual energies gathered within the attack is even higher than the previous attack aimed at Min Shaotian.
Pain wrecked through Yan Zhuyi's body, forcing blood out of her lips before her body was propelled to the walls from the force. She heard both Min Shaotian and Lan Minghui called out to her, telling her to dodge but when she regained her bearings, she saw that An Wuya was already upon her. Sensing her impending doom, she could only close her eyes. Warm blood splashed onto her face, yet the expected pain were absent.
When Yan Zhuyi reopened her eyes, she saw Min Shaotian's back before her with a hand pierced through his abdomen. Her eyes widened in shock and when she tried to call out to Min Shaotian, she found that her voice were stuck on her throat.
"To think you'd deliver yourself to me like this. Very well, I only need one of you to complete the process so consider this an honor," An Wuya said with a cold smile on his face as he began to absorb Min Shaotian's spiritual energy.
Imagine the pain of having someone ripping your flesh off your body and your bone being grounded while you are still conscious. For cultivators, damage caused to their spiritual foundation is almost the same except, due to their heightened sense, they would feel an even worse pain.
Min Shaotian's pained scream resounded in the cave. Yan Zhuyi, upon hearing the pained scream, quickly maneuvered her body to save Min Shaotian. It was only unfortunate that An Wuya has always been on guard so her attack did not reach her target.
"Hmph! Pesky little ant!" An Wuya's eyes narrowed as he waved his free hand towards Yan Zhuyi, attempting to send her flying. But to his surprise, a black shadow appeared before Yan Zhuyi and blocked his attack. Not only that, he also sensed that the other is already at Yuanying stage. 'His strength is only slightly lower than mine... I need to hurry,' An Wuya suddenly felt that he is in a danger and tried to quickly absorb Min Shaotian's spiritual energy.
Unfortunately for him, the other did not let him do as he wishes. A strong attack was aimed at him and An Wuya's hand, which had pierced Min Shaotian's abdomen were cut off. Min Shaotian's body fell and was immediately caught by the newcomer.
"Bing... Wen...?" Min Shaotian's vision was fuzzy but he was sure that the one who caught him resembled the monk.
"En. How are you feeling? Are you still able to fight?" the monk, Bingzhan, asked. His eyes never left An Wuya's figure who is currently picking up his severed limbs. He stared at it, disbelief clearly pasted on his face.
Min Shaotian stared helplessly at An Wuya who is standing in front of him. The demon, despite having his arm cut off, didn't seem to be affected by it. Or at least, that is what Min Shaotian thought until he heard An Wuya laugh.
"Good, good... very good! You dare to wound this lord!" An Wuya's eyes contained a maniacal gleam within and with a burst of his demonic energy, An Wuya's figure began to change. His body grew larger, and the horns on his head elongates. His teeth turned into sharp fangs while sharp bones jutted out of his back. An Wuya no longer resemble humans, and just the sight of him made the cultivators from the modern world shiver. His current form can only be described in one word: Hideous.
"If I don't scatter your soul after killing you, I will only bring shame to my kind!" An Wuya roared before he let out an ear-splitting scream. With the scream, came the pressure that heavily pressed down on Min Shaotian and his team.
Because they were already heavily injured, both Min Shaotian and Yan Zhuyi's face paled considerably. Lan Minghui who was slightly further away was also affected but he swallowed down the blood that threatened to go up his throat. His opponent though, were not able to stand the pressure from An Wuya.
For Chen Jingguo, this was the first time he saw An Wuya's true form. And it was also the first time he felt such a strong demonic energy being emitted. "My lord..." When the pressure was too much for him to bear, he couldn't help calling out to An Wuya in order to remind him of his existence.
Hearing Chen Jingguo's pitiful voice, An Wuya's eyes darted over to him. Upon seeing the demon's gaze, Chen Jingguo suddenly felt cold all over his body. It was as if, once his usefulness is gone, An Wuya wouldn't hesitate to kill him. But just as he thought that he was going to die, the pressure around him suddenly disappeared.
"Chen Jingguo, is everything in place?"
The voice that was once smooth and seductive had turned cold and raspy. It made Chen Jingguo react slightly slower because he was not used to hearing it. "Ah, yes. Everything is already in place..."
"Good. Start the process!"
"But, your soul-!"
"When I tell you to start, then you just have to do it. Don't worry... don't we already have a good sacrifice here?" as An Wuya said this, his eyes landed on the heavily injured Min Shaotian. "As someone who is already one foot down into his grave, he is truly holding on into that little life remaining in him. It is unfortunate that not even with all the will power he has, he is doomed to perish."
Just as those sentence left An Wuya's lips, Min Shaotian suddenly felt his spiritual energy within his dantian becomes chaotic. He tried to calm them down but the more he tried to guide them, the more he felt them slowly disappearing. Before long, he felt that the spiritual energy within his dantian became empty. His cultivation has disappeared.
"You... what have you done?" Min Shaotian asked An Wuya in disbelief.
"I merely planted a special Gu within you," An Wuya replied. "Don't worry, I will be taking it back now," he continued as he curled his finger towards himself. A thick, fat Gu shot out of Min Shaotian's abdomen and landed on An Wuya's palm.
The Gu is well fed, and filled with spiritual energy that belonged to Min Shaotian. "Jingguo! Begin!" An Wuya said as he absorbed the Gu into his body.