Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

After briefly sorting through the current situation, Yellow Springs Ascendant couldn’t help but reveal a smile.

”Hehe... the most dangerous place is the safest place. So what if it’s a Divinity Transformation True Venerable? Didn’t I, this Ascendant, still escape with my life!”

”With my past cultivation experience, I shall hide away for another hundred years, and I will surely return to the late-stage Nascent Soul! Within two hundred years, I will achieve the status of Divinity Transformation True Venerable!”

”This experience of dying and coming back to life has given me a deeper understanding of the soul path, enough to enter the Dao through it!”

”Divine Demon with the True Dragon Bloodline, just wait... when I become the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Venerable, I will definitely refine your body...”

”Boom!”

Before Huangquan Zhenren could finish speaking, a scorching black flame instantly destroyed the room.

The tyrannical torrent of flames rushed down, and before he could finish his second bold statement, he was already plunged into darkness once more.

Not even a chance for the Nascent Soul to escape!

Yellow Springs Ascendant was completely dead!

Moments later, the Fire of Huodou dispersed.

The small courtyard where Yellow Springs Ascendant resided was completely burned to ashes, even the array base on the ground was fully melted, leaving only some remnants and soil that had turned into glaze.

Mao Mao silently looked at the empty courtyard, showing a very obvious expression of awkwardness and disappointment.

Things have gone wrong!

How could this person be so weak?

Just now, that old guy in the sky seemed pretty strong.

Mao Mao just blew a bit of fire, and how could he just be gone like that?

The master had just instructed to bring back his Nascent Soul.

But with this fire, it’s gone. How can I report back to the master?

After pondering worriedly for a moment to no avail, Mao Mao drooped his head and rode on a cloud, preparing to face its owner’s reprimand and criticism.

Every time it made a mistake, or when cultivation went wrong, the senior master would scold it harshly.

Hopefully, the master won’t criticize Mao Mao, boo hoo...

If Yellow Springs Ascendant knew in the netherworld, he would probably be quite devastated.

As a great cultivator in the late-stage Nascent Soul, a veteran demonic Dao expert of a thousand years in the cultivation realm.

Not necessarily famous, but at least made a small name for himself, right?

And now, to be reduced to a practice target for a dog???

Moreover, it’s not even satisfied!

Damn it!

...

Lu Wenwu ultimately couldn’t bring himself to scold Mao Mao harshly, just stood in the burnt-out courtyard and sighed.

It’s just an early-stage Nascent Soul, at most a few attribute points.

If it’s gone, it’s gone, nothing major.

Yellow Springs Ascendant being dead is enough.

The rest, it doesn’t matter.

The happiness of his own dog is the most important!

Yet I have to say, are the experts in the cultivation realm really this hard to kill?

If you don’t kill them with the first strike, they all turn into Han Laogou, do they?

Lu Wenwu sighed inwardly.

The cultivation realm is deep in schemes, I want to return to Blue Star.

Mad Saber Zhenren seems like a reckless brute but bore great ambitions, willing to die for his disciples at the end.

Celestial Star Child appears immortal and moral but secretly made big moves.

Yellow Springs Ascendant appears to be a pushover like Little Karami but in fact, has multiple tricks up his sleeve.

Only the Red Tiger Demon King’s trio are honest folk, doing things befitting their identity and appearance.

Lu Wenwu couldn’t help but sigh again, mixing in the cultivation realm, character setting is really quite important.

Judging people by their appearance is not wise.

Need to find a way to get a tool that can easily see through someone’s revival tricks, otherwise, can’t even believe ”a man’s words are kind when he is about to die” anymore.

Tsk... wait a minute!

About to die?

At this thought, Lu Wenwu suddenly inhaled sharply.

The Yellow Springs Ascendant’s talent in soul manipulation is such that even a certain noseless little Tom would have to carry his shoes.

This guy... is he really dead?

Suddenly, not quite sure if he believes it.

As Lu Wenwu pondered whether to find a fortune teller to see if Yellow Springs Ascendant was truly dead, a group of cultivators approached quietly with anxious expressions from afar.

They were more nervous than when facing the beast tide earlier, even their hands gripping magical treasures and magical artifacts were trembling.

Are you kidding? This is the suspected presence of a demonic venerable at the Divinity Transformation Stage!

Taking down a late-stage Nascent Soul in an instant, and you’re going to rely on our Foundation Establishment and Golden Core stages?

Fortunately, the fears of these cultivators did not turn true.

The leading Golden Core wasn’t so crazy, simply instructed them to hide in various corners, watching Lu Wenwu’s every move.

Among them was an acquaintance.

The Vice Tower Master of the Celestial Secret Tower.

Now, he was sneakily looking at Lu Wenwu with a complicated gaze, his heart tangled like a mess.

This happened because the cultivators of the Celestial Star Sect and Celestial Star City many were dead or injured, leaving no one concerned about the death of Celestial Star Child.

If asked, the Vice Tower Master wouldn’t know how to face them.

Could he say it was because Destiny True Venerable reached an agreement with this God of Slaughter before him, so he went and slaughtered all the leading Nascent Souls?

This was this sinister star’s solution to the Celestial Star City chaos—kill all the leaders, and it naturally calms down?

Then the Celestial Star Sect wouldn’t immediately fight to the death with the Celestial Secret Tower!?

If they really fought, for the Celestial Secret Tower, fighting or not fighting, both are unfavorable, a dilemma with no fair standing inside or outside!

The slaughter outside the city continued.

Canglang Demon King lay on the ground gasping heavily, the blood flowing from beneath him pooling into a small depression, barely saving his life.

To prevent himself and his brothers from being killed by the devil in human skin, Red Tiger Demon King had no choice but to personally destroy the beast tide he orchestrated here.