Chapter 270: Snowstorm Overnigh (2/2)

Bi Ningshuai immediately stopped laughing.

“They’re there.” Little Demoness quietly spoke and suddenly flew out from the bull’s back. She crossed through the snow and made it to the hill in an instant.

Her sharp descent shattered all the death energy.

Not long afterward, she slowly came back from the distance with a cloth bag several times larger than her body. Its uneven shape was dripping with blood and corpse fluids.

“Bam!” She opened the huge bag and a large pile of corpse palaces appeared like a little mound, around 237 of them.

“Bro, help me pack them up!” She wiped away the sweat on her forehead using her sleeve.

The three were astounded. This Little Demoness was way too strong. Even a first-transformation evil corpse had the defensive capabilities that mirror a peak God Base while their offensive strength fluctuated from early to peak God Base.

More than two hundred of them could easily slaughter a peak God Base, but she only needed a little bit of time to kill all of them and take their corpse palaces.

This was equivalent to 237 points.

Feng Feiyun had a Boundary Spirit Stone with enough space for a mountain’s worth of stuff. He shot out a white ray with his hand and gathered all the corpse palaces into his stone.

The group hurried on their way with heightened caution. The appearance of evil corpses was a dangerous signal.

A few hundred might be nothing, but if they were to encounter an army by chance, then even Little Demoness wouldn’t be able to escape alive. It would be a force capable of destroying an entire sect.

Along the way, they saw several groups of corpses that had just come into existence recently. All were killed by Feng Feiyun’s group.

Little Demoness was the fastest and strongest; she collected 854 palaces.

Feng Feiyun was next with 140.

Wang Meng had 37 and Bi Ningshuai received 43.

This was their record along the way. Little Demoness alone accounted for about eighty percent of all the points. She truly stole the limelight.

Everyone had their own calculations. The other three secretly wanted to go their own way after entering Trinity. Otherwise, it would be difficult to get ahead with Little Demoness taking everything.

They went another two days down this path and finally met other cultivators, many of whom were geniuses from the Wanxiang Pagoda.

One of them had a total of ten golden carriages and more than a hundred slaves and guards. This group flew over them when it was near dark.

The ten golden carriages were pulled by strange beasts around five hundred years old. The wheels rolling in the sky issued a crisp clanking sound as they divided the snowflakes up above.

“This is a top fifty genius of the pagoda, Ning Fengdao. He is from the Omni-Heaven Marquis’ camp. Not long ago, the great army was defeated and even the Omni-Heaven Marquis himself was slain by the Evil Woman. His blood stained half of a mountain. Shortly afterward, Young Lord Ning inherited the noble title of Marquis.”

“Ning Fengdao is the only son of Young Lord Ning. He is extremely gifted and dominates the pagoda. His father had just become a marquis, so his own status reached an even higher level. Many other prodigies have chosen to follow him.”

This Bi Ningshuai really knew a little bit about everything.

A ten-meter-long cyan bird crossed the sky. With a white Confucian robe and both hands posed behind his back, a valiant youth could be found standing on its back. A black sword was flying up ahead to make way. They quickly disappeared into the horizon.

“That’s Dashi’s third prince. This person is relatively strong at grand achievement God Base, he’s probably never tasted defeat.”

Before nightfall, several more experts flew towards one direction with haste. The majority was from the pagoda, but there were still some that Bi Ningshuai didn’t recognize.

One was stronger than the previous; they were all big shots of the younger generation.

Of course, in addition to these geniuses, there were some cultivators with dark auras. Bloody clouds floated above their heads as they all held black banners that fluttered in the cold wind.

Bi Ningshuai wanted to hide in the piles of snow after seeing this group. Wang Meng had to drag him out.

“Shit, they are the students of the unorthodox dao. There must be a few young lords and princes of the Heretical School.” Bi Ningshuai was very wary of this group.

They were all flying towards the same direction. It looked like something urgent was happening over there!