Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 451 - 302: Strike (Second Update)_2

Chapter 451: Chapter 302: Strike (Second Update)_2

Without hesitation, the Thousand-Handed Centipede flew out through the gap, leaving the territory of Ghost Ridge Palace.

This also meant that Su Jie and his group were about to enter the perilous realm of the Righteous Sects.

Here, they could encounter patrolling teams or even Elders of the Righteous Path at any moment.

The Thousand-Handed Centipede flew high above the clouds as Su Jie spread out the map to confirm their location once again.

“Five camps, respectively stationed by the Purple Mist Sect and the Golden Sword Sect,”

Touching his chin, Su Jie mulled over the scant intelligence provided by his Sect, which included the locations of the camps but nothing on the number of disciples, the presence of Elders, any formations, and so on.

It was only due to the investigative advantages of the Insect Control Technique that Ghost Ridge Palace, being the suppressed side, could uncover the locations of so many Righteous Sect camps.

For more detailed intelligence, one would have to infiltrate the camps themselves since insects couldn’t fly into camps protected by formations.

“Camp B5, guarded by the Purple Mist Sect, old rivals, you’ll be the first one I cut down,”

Su Jie put away the map, having set a clear target in his mind.

However, Su Jie did not set out immediately but instead had the Thousand-Handed Centipede land for a brief rest, waiting for the agreed-upon time to strike.

If Su Jie were to act ahead of time, he could alarm the camps, leading them to send out alerts and making the Righteous Sects wary, thus wasting the element of surprise.

…

As night fell, the time approached the deep of night.

Su Jie had already appeared in the sky above the location marked as Camp B5.

The Thousand-Handed Centipede flew at an altitude of ten thousand meters, and Su Jie’s Primordial Spirit had long since leaped out from his physical shell, in a semi-freewheeling manner, traveling ahead of the Thousand-Handed Centipede.

At this moment, Su Jie’s Primordial Spirit could clearly sense layers of unique auras, spirit waves, and divine sense-type detection Array pulsations flickering past.

The Tianyuan World also had its equivalent of radar, which were various scouting Arrays, relying on the omnipresent Spiritual Energy of the Tianyuan World to create a diverse range of scouting methods.

Normally, a target as large as the Thousand-Handed Centipede would definitely not be able to evade the coverage and recognition of detection Arrays.

But the presence of Su Jie’s Primordial Spirit allowed him to clearly differentiate those scouting fluctuations and absorb them all, causing those scouting Arrays to face a void, with their probing fluctuations unable to detect a target or receive any feedback.

This was also an application of the Primordial Spirit, which explained why in the Secret Realm, only those who had cultivated a Primordial Spirit were considered strong; the applications of the Primordial Spirit are just too vast. Aside from battle, it can be useful in farming, mining, rearing spiritual beasts, searching for treasure, exploring secret realms, Alchemy, Artifact Refining, talisman painting, Formation, divination, and so on, practically everywhere, large or small, the Primordial Spirit has a role to play.

“Bring the thunder.”

Su Jie’s Primordial Spirit, high above, began to summon the Divine Skill Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder.

His Primordial Spirit already possessed a part of Heavenly Might, as violent winds carrying a torrential downpour roared through the sky, with booming thunder rumbling across the heavens.

The Thousand-Handed Centipede also concurrently spread its six pairs of wings, flapping them to generate a piercing Devil Wind, forming a six-colored tornado storm.

“Everyone, hold on tight,”

Chen Yun’s face changed slightly as she promptly called for the disciples to hold on tight.

The next moment, the entire layer of clouds lit up brightly, as lightning bolts like silver dragons descended from the heavens, tearing apart the sky curtain of rain and suddenly crashing down to earth.

Boom, boom, boom!

Several layers of Arrays rose from Camp B5, but they were instantly penetrated by the attack Su Jie had long been preparing.

Purple Mist Sect disciples were awoken from their sleep, only for their bodies to be enveloped by lightning, electricity coursing through them from head to toe, carbonizing flesh and bone, turning into charred corpses.

After the lightning opened a gap, the Thousand-Handed Centipede also maneuvered the six-colored tornado storm through the breach, completely tearing apart the remaining protective Arrays, with the ground layers being peeled away. Tents, trees, bodies were all swept into it, minced into debris.

The entire camp was a mess, littered with dead bodies and human remains. The surviving Purple Mist Sect disciples looked up at the sky, still dazed from the assault, to see a massive dark shadow descending.

Boom.

The colossal body of the Thousand-Handed Centipede smashed to the ground, crushing several Purple Mist Sect disciples who couldn’t evade in time.

Su Jie’s Primordial Spirit returned to his body, coldly looking down at the heavily damaged camp below.

About two hundred disciples from the Purple Mist Sect were there, including three inner disciples, but under Su Jie’s suppression from the Secret Realm, the majority of disciples were already dead or injured, and the remaining ones were left with only fear and trembling.

“It’s Corpse Hand Man Slaughter.”

Disciples of the Purple Mist Sect recognized Su Jie’s identity, and in an instant, chaos intensified.

Su Jie’s reputation was quite renowned among the Righteous Sects; he was still under a bounty of one hundred thousand spirit stones.

“Kill them all.”

Su Jie’s pupils turned purple, and two dazzling Purple Light Rays emitted from his eyes.

A disciple of the Purple Mist Sect who was about to send out a distress signal stiffened, his upper body melted by the high temperature into a lava-like state, dripping onto the ground.

“Kill them!”

On the back of the thousand-hand centipede, three hundred Ghost Ridge Palace disciples’ morale soared as they pursued the Righteous Disciples like ferocious wolves and tigers.

The remaining Purple Mist Sect disciples numbered only sixty or seventy. In the past, the Righteous Sects liked to besiege Demon Cultivators with superior numbers, but now it was their turn to be overwhelmed by the Ghost Ridge Palace disciples. Those from the Purple Mist Sect were left with nothing but a grim death or a desperate escape.

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Yet before Su Jie, who was using the power of the Secret Realm, escaping proved extremely difficult.

The last surviving inner disciple of the Purple Mist Sect was slapped into the ground by Su Jie’s Five Elements Demon Suppressing Handprint, becoming a mixture of flesh and mud within a deep crater, not even leaving an intact corpse.

Han Ruyan appeared silently next to Su Jie, the lingering fear in the air making her particularly enjoy the environment.

“Clean up the battlefield quickly.”

Chen Yun commanded her followers, spurring them to be swift in their movements.

Without Chen Yun’s extensive direction, one might doubt the morals of Demon Cultivators, but one could never doubt their professionalism in plundering wealth; in this regard, they were experts.

The Storage Bags, Magic Artifacts, talismans, elixirs from the bodies of Purple Mist Sect disciples were plundered, their vestment robes stripped off, and even intact corpses were taken for use in Insect Control.

Besides, there were the gains from the camp itself. The Arrays set up inside the camp were found one by one, and the spiritual materials and spirit stones used for the Arrays were pried away.

Including the valuable spiritual materials inside the camp, everything was dismantled, leaving not a single valuable item remaining.

Su Jie did not stop any of this. Ghost Ridge Palace encouraged the fighting spirit of the disciples by allowing them to handle their spoils of war.

And the spoils from the Purple Mist Sect disciples killed by Su Jie were untouched by anyone else’s greedy thoughts, eventually and honestly handed over to Su Jie, including a large portion of the wealth of the camp itself, which found its way into Su Jie’s own pocket.

The disciples of the Purple Mist Sect were quite wealthy, so many Ghost Ridge Palace disciples who grabbed the spoils of war were brimming with profits. The others who had not managed to claim any were filled with envy, their craving for war inflamed. Such was the strategy of Ghost Ridge Palace.

Su Jie intentionally spared some Purple Mist Sect disciples, allowing those who followed him to share in the spoils and thus spurring their desire for war.

When the camp was completely looted, the Ghost Ridge Palace disciples spontaneously lit torches, setting the entire camp ablaze.

Killing people, setting fires, destroying corpses, almost as if it was an innate impulse for Demon Cultivators.

“Everyone, get on.”

On the back of the thousand-hand centipede, the Demon Cultivators who had just engaged in killing and arson quickly boarded, as the colossal body of the centipede once again soared into the sky, leaving behind a fiercely burning camp.

Meanwhile, under the cover of night, Su Jie continued leading his disciples to raid another Righteous Sect camp.

With the mobility of the thousand-hand centipede, Su Jie had a unique advantage in this area.

And this night, many Ghost Ridge Palace Elders did exactly what Su Jie had done, with the entire Ghost Ridge Palace emerging to launch the most fierce counterattack against the Righteous Sects.