Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Chapter 58 Soul-Severing Hook

"Click, click!"

Under Wu Lian's watchful gaze, Wu Tian used his sharp teeth to bite the severed arm until it was a bloody mess and the bones were shattered.

The scene was so bloody and brutal that it stunned Wu Lian, who was holding a fire poker, and a chill ran down her spine to the top of her head.

"Roar!"

Wu Tian let out a low growl, and his severed arm, now a pile of minced flesh and bone fragments, fell from his mouth to the ground.

At the same time, two streams of light shot out from his mouth and landed directly in front of Wu Lian.

It was a six-foot-long strand of ghostly silk and a wind-sounding stone.

"Crazy, crazy!"

The blood everywhere, her husband's screams, and the severed arm mangled into a pile of flesh made Wu Lian tremble all over.

"Beast, beast!"

Her eyes turned red, and she brandished the fire poker, striking Wu Tian repeatedly.

"Woof woof woof~"

Wu Tian glanced at her, then dodged away, barking like a dog. Although his fur was covered in blood and he had been hit by a stick, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Whether it's gratitude or hatred, this tangled web of grudges is really troubling; it's better to just become enemies.

As he roared, the flow of spiritual energy surged into the communication talisman belonging to Wu Xia'er between his brows.

With a loud bang, the communication talisman burst into flames and quickly turned into ashes that fell to the ground.

"Ah, ah, ah, it hurts so much, it hurts so much!"

Wu Lian felt a surge of anger, wishing she could beat the vicious dog in front of her to death, but Huang Ren's screams woke her up.

She could no longer care about dealing with the vicious dog. She rushed to her husband's side and saw Huang Ren's pale face, bloodstains all over his body, and broken arm. Tears streamed down her face.

"Senior Brother Liu, that beast has gone mad! Come quick and help!"

The one giving the lecture in the Hall of Dharma Transmission today is none other than Deacon Liu, who has mastered the Soul-Severing Hook. He is a cultivator at the Forging Cauldron Realm and has also mastered the Soul-Severing Hook, a weapon of slaughter. He ranks first among the three deacons in the Hall of Dharma Transmission.

Hearing screams coming from the neighboring restaurant, he immediately rushed over. When he arrived, Huang Ren was already lying in a pool of blood, his severed arm lying to the side. The scene was extremely gruesome.

"Beast, courting death!"

Liu Yusheng was furious. He didn't know where the white dog came from, but it was just a beast that dared to run wild in the gate and even bite someone. This was a death wish.

He roared and unleashed a beam of ghostly light from his hand.

That eerie light was the magical artifact called the Soul-Severing Hook. This weapon was like an iron hook, but without a handle. It was pitch black all over and moved extremely fast. When it tore through the sky, it emitted a ghostly howl.

A sense of alarm rose in Wu Tian's mind. Without hesitation, he used the Wind Escape Technique, rolled over, and fled outside on the wind.

The Soul-Severing Hook swept past him, missed its target, and arced through the air before returning to Liu Yusheng's hand.

Wu Tian moved with incredible speed, riding the wind. This was, after all, a high-level talent comparable to magic. Cultivators at the Casting Cauldron Realm had never practiced magic, and in some ways, they were not even as good as spirits who had mastered wind magic.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

He let out a joyful cry, feeling incredibly relaxed; even the wind surrounding his body seemed to have become more lively.

The Yin Soul Silk that Master promised to give Wu Lian has been given to her, and the Wind-Sounding Stone of Wu Xia'er has also been returned.

Huang Ren had been forced to deliver a message to Wild Dog Cave, and now that he had lost an arm, it was a way of avenging him for that.

Now that the score is settled, he has no desire to linger here any longer.

Wu Tian's blood-stained claws retracted into their sheaths, and he moved with light and agile grace, treading the wind.

Even with a master cultivator behind him, he remained calm and composed, like a tiger or leopard strolling through the forest, exuding an indescribable sense of freedom and ease.

Seeing that his attack had missed and the beast had escaped right under his nose, Liu Yusheng's face turned ashen. He shouted, "Where do you think you're going, you beast?"

As he spoke, the Soul-Severing Hook in his hand flew out again.

At this moment, the disciples of the Dharma Transmission Hall gathered around after hearing the commotion, among them was Flying Cloud, which Man Xiongmu had brought back from the foot of the mountain.

She recognized Wu Tian at a glance; the snow-white dog was incredibly majestic. "It's him, the beast that pounced on me at the foot of the mountain."

"Stop it, stop it, I'm going to skin it alive."

Fei Tianyun was the daughter of the chieftain of Moyun Village. In addition to Fei Tianyun, there were seven or eight other members of Moyun Village in the Dharma Transmission Hall. Upon hearing this, they all had their own ideas.

Seeing that the white dog had bitten someone, even Steward Liu was furious. If they could catch this beast, the sect would surely reward them handsomely.

Even other disciples who weren't from Demon Cloud Village were tempted, but Huang Ren's tragic state of lying on the ground covered in blood instilled fear in many, and not many dared to actually make a move.

At this moment, more than a dozen disciples of the Dharma Transmission Hall took out their personal weapons, swords, clubs, and other weapons, and surrounded the white dog from all sides to prevent it from escaping.

Wu Tian's eyes were indifferent as he dodged the Soul-Severing Hook's slash and spin.

He has the Wind Release technique to protect him, allowing him to come and go as he pleases. The Soul-Severing Hook is indeed sharp, but what use is it if it can't hit him?

Upon hearing Fei Tianyun's loud shouts, he turned his gaze to the woman who was yelling loudly. He remembered how he had to carefully avoid her when he first came to Shanshifang, and a surge of evil thoughts welled up in his heart.

"You've really delivered yourself right to my doorstep..."

The wind beneath his feet traced an arc, lifting his body and changing direction, like a white rainbow soaring through the sky, arriving in front of Feitianyun in an instant.

Feitian Yun had been on the mountain for over a year, and hadn't even completed the Foundation Establishment stage yet. When she saw Wu Tian rushing towards her, she was immediately terrified.

"Ah, no, help..."

It seemed that only then did she realize that she was no match for the white dog. A huge fear surged into her heart, her face changed drastically, and she hurriedly opened her mouth to scream, but it was too late.

A gust of wind blew by, and a white figure tackled her to the ground.

Sharp claws popped out of the fleshy sheath.

puff!

Blood splattered as Flying Cloud's face was ripped open by claws, leaving several gruesome wounds that looked as if his face was about to be pierced through.

Blood was flowing down his cheeks, which was quite horrifying.

"Ouch, it hurts so much!"

Feitianyun, who had been pampered since childhood, could not bear such pain. After a scream, she fainted.

"You're asking for death! You're asking for death! You're infuriating me!" Liu Yusheng was completely enraged. With a wave of his hand, the cloak behind him transformed into a giant python two zhang long, flicking its tongue as it lunged at Wu Tian.

His inner energy surged wildly into the Soul-Severing Hook, causing this deadly weapon to sweep across the air, emitting a sharp, ghostly howl.

"Everyone else, get out of my way!"

As he spoke, he cast the spell Xuan Yin Arrow with hand seals, and more than a dozen arrows shot towards Wu Tian.

Wu Tian leaped off the flying cloud, his sharp claws leaving several more wounds on the spoiled girl, calmly dodging the giant python's gaping maw.

But at this moment, the Xuan Yin Arrows fell from all directions, and the Soul-Severing Hooks circled around, waiting to strike him down when he dodged the arrow attacks.

Wu Tian transformed into a streak of white light and darted to the side of the giant python. He flipped over and bit through the python's scales. Then, he activated his Ghost-Eating Talent, causing the imprisoned Yin Soul within the python's body to tremble and become immobile for a moment.

He then quickly rolled over and hid under the python.

puff!puff!puff!

More than a dozen Xuan Yin arrows fell from the sky, some piercing the ground and creating holes the size of a little finger, while others pierced the python's body.

The sharp, chilling aura caused a thin layer of frost to form on the pierced ground, and the python's flesh was torn and pierced through.

"Is this the incantation activated by the power of Dharma?"

Wu Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. He had to admit that the power of a spell enhanced by the power of magic was indeed remarkable.

Buzz!

His ears trembled slightly as he heard the sound of the Soul-Severing Hook cutting through the air.

"Beast, die!"

Liu Yusheng's Soul-Severing Hook had been poised for attack for some time, and now it slashed down without hesitation, emitting a sharp ghostly howl.

(End of this chapter)