Demon Sect Cultivation: I Can Disable Debuffs

Chapter 144 - 144: Competition Between Fellow Disciples

Chapter 144 - 144: Competition Between Fellow Disciples

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Zhang Chen had also seen the battle of the other Blood God Sect disciple. He was very strong. Unlike him, who had a cheat, he was a true genius.

From the accounts of others, Zhang Chen learned that this disciple was named Wu Daowen, a disciple of Elder Filthy Blood. He had already cultivated the

‘Filthy Blood Scripture’ and possessed the power of impurity within his blood.

The cultivation of the Filthy Blood Scripture required the collection of various filthy fluids, with menstrual blood being the most common.

Not only did it require enduring various disgusting and foul fluids, but it also entailed enduring strong side effects.

After all, in order to refine these impure fluids, one must first bear the burden themselves.

Even among the disciples under Elder Filthy Blood, only a few had successfully cultivated it.

Therefore, Wu Daowen was considered a genius, a genius with great determination.

However, once cultivated, its power was also tremendous, specifically targeting spiritual tools, clones, divine senses, and formations.

Once a magical artifact was stained with dirty blood, its spirituality would be greatly reduced and its power would decrease. If it was serious, it would become scrap metal.

Furthermore, it could also establish a connection with the owner’s divine sense through the magic treasure, corrupting the owner’s divine sense and causing damage to it.

Moreover, the same effect applied to anything controlled by divine sense.

In other words, if Zhang Chen’s Blood Shadow Avatar, Blood God, and the demon beast controlled by the Beast Slave Seal were contaminated by Wu Daowen’s filthy blood, not only could they be destroyed, but their connection could also corrupt Zhang Chen’s divine sense.

The Bone Slaves of the White Bone Hall, the zombies of the Corpse Control

Sect, and the ghosts of the Nether Spring Sect would face the same situation.

It was precisely because of the formidable Filthy Blood Scripture that Wu Daowen could achieve consecutive victories and become Zhang Chen’s opponent.

To better engage in battle, it was best not to use the Blood Gods, Blood Shadow Avatar, or direct-attack spiritual tools and controlled beasts.

As a result, Zhang Chen lost the majority of his methods.

As the duel began, both of them flew onto the arena.

Wu Daowen’s body constantly emitted murky and filthy blood, thick and pitch-black, reeking with a foul stench.

From afar, it resembled black mud.

The ground that was tainted by the filthy blood flowed like it had been corroded by sulfuric acid, sizzling and emitting black smoke.

Zhang Chen reached into his storage bag and produced a red, lidless wine jug.

It was the premium spiritual tool he had purchased in the market, the Sepsis Jug.

Although filthy blood could corrupt spiritual tools, the Sepsis Jug didn’t require direct contact with the filthy blood.

With a gentle toss, the Sepsis Jug rapidly enlarged in mid-air.

Following that, Zhang Chen’s body also emitted a large amount of blood, which descended towards the empty jug.

The onlookers beneath the arena observed the Sepsis Jug with curiosity.

They speculated about what surprising methods this dark horse Zhang Chen would display.

Some had eager eyes fixed on the Sepsis Jug. They were full of longing.

“Based on the spiritual radiance emanating from that jug, it should be a premium spiritual tool. He’s only at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, yet he possesses a premium spiritual tool!”

Some shook their heads, not optimistic about the situation. “Although premium spiritual tools are strong, the opposing side is using the Filthy Blood Scripture, which specifically counters spiritual tools. Even a premium spiritual tool won’t be effective.

“Knowing that the opponent has the Filthy Blood Scripture and still bringing out a premium spiritual tool, after this duel, even if the premium spiritual tool isn’t destroyed, its spiritual nature will be greatly diminished, and its power will significantly decrease. It’s such a pity!”

There were also those who didn’t know the capabilities of the Sepsis Jug, wearing a look of regret, wishing they could go up and snatch it.

On the arena, Wu Daowen was the first to launch an attack, waves of filthy blood surging forth.

His attack was simple and straightforward, without any fancy techniques because there was no need for them!

So far, among those at the same cultivation level he had encountered, no one could withstand the corrupting power of the filthy blood. There was no need for tactics.

As long as the opponent was tainted by the filthy blood, the outcome was decided.

That was his confidence!

Zhang Chen extended his hand and pointed, causing the Sepsis Jug to tilt slightly, and the highly toxic blood flowed out from the jug, resembling a waterfall.

The clash between the colossal waves and the waterfall was also a battle between extreme toxicity and filthiness.

“Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..

As soon as the two substances made contact, immediate reactions occurred, as if they were boiling.

Between the two, there were many similarities.

When filth reached a certain level, toxins would be produced.

And some toxins also had corrosive properties.

In other words, filth was a form of poison as well.

After a moment of confrontation, the filthy blood began to retreat.

“How could this be possible!” Wu Daowen’s expression was ugly, finding it difficult to accept.

The reason why the Sepsis Jug became a premium spiritual tool was precisely because of its highly toxic nature, which was difficult for cultivators below the Golden Core stage to withstand.

Although the filthy blood was powerful, Wu Daowen was only at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, and the level of filth he cultivated was far inferior to the toxicity of the Sepsis Jug.

“After all the painstaking effort and immense cost I paid to cultivate the Filthy Blood Scripture, it is actually inferior to a mere spiritual tool?

“Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!”

Wu Daowen roared angrily, forcefully activating the filthy blood to compete against the toxic blood.

For a moment, the filthy blood surged and overwhelmed the toxic blood.

Zhang Chen remained calm, unperturbed, because he knew that Wu Daowen wouldn’t be able to sustain this kind of outburst for long.

The entire arena was filled with foul stench and extreme toxicity. If it weren’t for the array formation enveloping the arena, the arena would have long been in ruins, affecting the surrounding area.

Sure enough, half an hour later, the onslaught of the filthy blood began to weaken, once again suppressed by the toxic blood.

Wu Daowen had no choice but to accept the fact that the filthy blood was inferior to the toxic blood.

“I refuse to accept it! You’re only relying on the power of a spiritual tool.

Without this spiritual tool, you’re definitely not my match!”

Wu Daowen suddenly revealed a delighted expression, as if he had discovered something. “Right, the spiritual tool! As long as I destroy this spiritual tool, I can win!”

After saying that, the filthy blood transformed into demonic hands and reached towards the Sepsis Jug in mid-air.

Zhang Chen had no intention of arguing with him and the toxic blood also formed giant hands to defend against the attack.

When his first attack failed, Wu Daowen turned the filthy blood into a rainstorm.

“Just a drop, as long as your spiritual tool touches a drop of filthy blood, it will be damaged!”

Wu Daowen’s face twisted into a grimace as he watched the torrential blood rain fall.

Zhang Chen raised his hand and waved, causing the toxic blood to form a blood curtain, enveloping him and the Sepsis Jug.

“Pa, pa, pa, pa…’

The filthy rain fell on the blood curtain, creating a dense sound, but it couldn’t penetrate through.

Seeing this, Wu Daowen brought his hands together, condensing the filthy blood once again, forming a thick blood column that surged toward the location of the Sepsis Jug.

“Sizzle-

The blood curtain couldn’t withstand the impact of the blood column and was corroded, creating a hole that revealed the Sepsis Jug behind it.

However, at this moment, Zhang Chen revealed a smile.

He tilted the Sepsis Jug, aiming its opening at the blood column. The blood column fell straight into the jug without deviation.

The jug itself contained intense toxicity and had a strong resistance to filthy blood.

Coupled with its ability to infuse toxins, once the filthy blood was imbued with intense toxicity, it paradoxically disrupted and weakened the effects of filthiness, transforming it into toxic blood.

Moreover, the jug contained a mustard seed space, comparable in size to a lake, capable of holding a large amount of blood.

The filthy blood continuously poured into the jug, yet there was no sign of it reaching its capacity.

“How is this possible? My filthy blood couldn’t destroy this spiritual tool!” Wu Daowen couldn’t believe it.

Wu Daowen was helpless against the Sepsis Jug, and the filthy blood was no match for the toxic blood. The victory was decided!

The onlookers below gazed at the Sepsis Jug with even greater fervor.

“Premium spiritual tools are indeed powerful. If only I could possess one…”

Soon, the duel ended as Wu Daowen succumbed to the intense toxicity and was unable to continue fighting..