Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 395 - 337: Patchwork Monster

In situations like this where there is non-compliance, Tu Xingsun no longer needs to intervene.

Someone has already prepared a solution for him.

It’s right in front of him, this iron box.

The Celestial Secret Tower Elders are also a bit puzzled, "They’ve already rejected you, and you’re still giving gifts?"

Tu Xingsun hesitated, seeing the indifferent attitude of the other party, unsure whether to proceed.

According to the instructions given by the superior, this thing can be opened under such circumstances.

But he himself doesn’t know what’s inside; he only remembers the superior repeatedly emphasizing not to open it unless faced with such situations.

And what would happen if it was opened?

He vividly recalls the sinister laugh at the time, "You’ll definitely regret opening it."

This eerie laughter still haunts him, otherwise, he wouldn’t always have his cultivators holding onto it.

He’s always kept a precaution, even if the box was to be opened, he intended someone else to do it.

What kind of item could compel a group of cultivators, who aren’t even at the Realm of Transcendence, to assault such a Sect?

"You two, open the gift."

When Tu Xingsun spoke, he was already on guard.

The two Other Shore Cultivators foolishly combined their strength to lift the iron box, and a foul aura suddenly wafted out from within the box.

The Celestial Secret Tower Elder was the first to sense it; whatever was inside made him uncomfortable, especially at the moment the box was opened, the Omen Star above his head shone brilliantly.

A hand slowly emerged from inside the box, followed by another hand.

The hands were ashen, showing no trace of blood. After waving stiffly for a moment, they abruptly grasped the edge of the box with force, and in a rush, the entire body broke free from the box.

The instant this figure appeared, the whole audience was shocked.

The Celestial Secret Tower Elder’s expression drastically changed as he stared intently at the being... scarcely qualifying as human. Despite his nearly century-long experience from his current realm, his resolve nearly collapsed at this moment.

What kind of person could produce such a horrific creation?

The monster displayed no signs of life, but that wasn’t the most frightening aspect.

What was terrifying was the monster itself; from its face—no, from its entire head extending to every part—there wasn’t a single place intact.

Dense stitches covered much of the monster’s body.

Its facial halves differed; male and female characteristics were pieced together, with arms on its body contrasting; one was sinewy and muscular, while the other was delicate and slender, even its exposed chest was half male, half...

The scene was exceedingly eye-piercing for a moment.

What kind of deranged individual could create such a stitched monster?

Even Tu Xingsun found his heart pounding; he had to admit, even someone like him representing the Evil Sect thought it excessively wicked.

Once the stitched monster emerged, it scanned left and right, and silently seemed to lock onto the only Transcendent Realm cultivator present.

It grinned, revealing a mouth of reinserted iron teeth, then flew straight towards the Celestial Secret Tower Elder.

The Celestial Secret Tower Elder collected his emotions swiftly and tossed six copper coins. The coins expanded as they hurled toward the opponent like small mountains.

Bang!

With a sudden clash, the first copper coin wobbled out with a thunderous roar before being slashed away.

The second followed closely, and the stitched monster struck it away with a fist.

The third, fourth, fifth, and sixth coins all exerted force simultaneously, with the monster recklessly charging with its head.

Thud!

Amidst an enormous commotion, the stitched monster was flung dozens of meters away, but all six copper coins were scattered.

"Corpse Refinement!"

The Celestial Secret Tower Elder instantly recognized the difference of the corpse; such craft could only make a corpse robust as a Magical Artifact by the rumored Corpse Refinement.

Yet, just relying on a corpse to act audaciously in the Celestial Secret Tower.

"Did they truly think my cultivation reached a dog’s level?"

The Celestial Secret Tower Elder sneered; a mere corpse was negligible for a Transcendent Realm cultivator.

However, the next moment, he couldn’t smile. The stitched monster raised its eyes at him, its hollow gaze suddenly swirling as an astonishing surge of Spiritual Power erupted from its body.

Alright! The Celestial Secret Tower Elder was truly taken aback, a corpse refined to the Transcendent Realm!

Since when could corpse refinement carry with it cultivation? Not only hadn’t he seen it, he hadn’t heard of it.

The stitched monster started its assault, howling upward, ghostly shadows amassed around.

Ghost Series Divine Techniques!

This wasn’t all; after transforming into a ghost shadow and blending in, it appeared before the Celestial Secret Tower Elder within a few blinks.

Lightning Strike!

Suddenly, a thunderclap descended from above upon the cluster of ghost shadows.

Cries resounded, along with dissipating ghost shadows.

In the initial clash, the Celestial Secret Tower Elder appeared to have the upper hand, but his expression remained somber.

The primary entity was missing!

As he stayed vigilant, a searing pain radiated from his back; the stitched monster had silently approached from behind, now tearing a patch of flesh.

Thunder Strike!

The Celestial Secret Tower Elder grit his teeth, quickly executing a finger technique. An array materialized mid-air and descended following the completion of the gesture.

A torrent of countless lightning bolts rained down, instantly engulfing the stitched monster in dazzling lightning.

The vast momentum extended further, affecting nearby cultivators. Those who departed quickly were spared, but the slow ones were electrocuted, trembling uncontrollably as if sifting through chaff, plummeting to the ground.

"Move further back."

Tu Xingsun hurriedly ordered. It’s a hard-won team, if all perished, he wouldn’t survive returning.

The lightning continued for a full quarter of an hour, and the surrounding land had long become riddled with scars, the trees reduced to ashes.

After the light subsided, a ragged figure slowly emerged.

"Lightning had no effect!"

The Celestial Secret Tower Elder spoke trembling with shock, his expression increasingly grim.

"The problem isn’t lightning itself, but ordinary lightning having no effect."

The voice came from behind, as the Celestial Secret Tower’s senior members had all arrived; understandable, given such massive upheaval, their Elder employing such means, it could only signal big trouble.

The speaker was the Tower Master, now in a grave mood, sizing up the stitched monster. For some reason, aside from the monster’s strength, it gave him an ominous premonition.

He cast a cold glance at the gathered cultivators; this hodgepodge of people could never produce such a monster unless someone directed them!

"Don’t hold back later; attack with full force and obliterate it!"

Followers of the Divination Path trust their instincts the most. If the premonition is dire, don’t give it a chance to recover.

Regarding this motley crew, despite the Celestial Secret Tower’s neutrality, it never declared it wouldn’t kill.

First, kill the monster!

Along with the Tower Master, eight figures attacked simultaneously.

The previous Elder gestured with his hand, the copper coins rapidly gathered in mid-air.

Gen aligns with the mountain, subdue!

Once the six copper coins overlapped, they pressed toward the stitched monster’s head.

Kun aligns with the earth, trap!

An Elder tossed out a cylindrical stick, covered densely with bamboo sticks, which, after a finger technique from the Elder, flew out and transformed into narrow walls, surrounding the monster.

Xun aligns with the wind, Imperial Decree!

A small copper sparrow was launched into the air, flapping its wings like alive, stirring up a storm of dust and debris.

The remaining Elders stood alongside the Tower Master, their Spiritual Powers merging, erupting collectively.

Qian aligns with the heavens, Heavenly Thunder Show!

The entire sky dimmed, and a thundercloud summoned by several efforts launched a massive assault toward the monster already encircled.

Thunder Strike!