Demon Sect Cultivation: I Can Disable Debuffs

Chapter 141 - 141: Second Round of Competition

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“Since that’s the case, let’s compete in terms of consumption. I’m at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, while you’re only at the fourth level. Let’s see who has more mana!”

The disciple of the Corpse Control Sect recalled the Silver Armor Corpse and positioned himself in the middle, determined to engage in a mana contest with

Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen remained unaffected and maintained his original attack frequency, showing no concern for mana consumption.

One hour passed, two hours, one and a half hours, four hours…

After six hours, Zhang Chen began ingesting pills.

Seeing this scene, the Corpse Control Sect disciple smiled, seemingly confident of victory.

Because this indicated that Zhang Chen didn’t have much mana left and needed to rely on pills for replenishment.

And the pills couldn’t keep up with the consumption. Based on the rate of consumption, he would achieve victory in at most another four hours.

Soon, another two hours passed, and the disciple of the Corpse Control Sect also took out pills to ingest.

However, at this moment, he still felt that victory was within his grasp.

During this time, Zhang Chen swallowed numerous pills, giving the impression that he could collapse at any moment.

In fact, these pills were all refined by the Blood God Son during this period, and the one thing he currently didn’t lack was pills.

Another two hours passed.

In addition to taking pills, Zhang Chen also took out a blood storage bottle and activated the Blood Refining Scripture, devouring and transforming the blood into mana.

The Blood Refining Scripture could devour and transform blood during battles. When cultivated to the highest realm, as long as there was blood to absorb, his mana would be inexhaustible.

The side effect was that it made one more susceptible to the lingering willpower in the blood, turning one bloodthirsty, murderous, and mad.

But what Zhang Chen was least concerned about was the side effect; he could freely operate the Blood Refining Scripture.

However, in order to avoid suspicion, he also displayed a frenzied state, launching even more fierce attacks.

The disciple of the Corpse Control Sect knew that the Blood God Sect possessed this technique, so he had deliberately poisoned himself to avoid being bled dry.

However, no matter how he defended, he couldn’t stop Zhang Chen, who carried a large amount of demonic blood, from not needing to absorb his blood at all.

“Just hold on a little longer, just a little longer. He must be on the verge of collapse!”

Although initially at a disadvantage, the disciple of the Corpse Control Sect refused to believe that he would be outlasted by someone at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment.

Another two hours passed.

It had been a full twelve hours since the two of them took the stage, and the disciple of the Corpse Control Sect could no longer hold on.

The prolonged maintenance of the corpse transformation state had severely corroded his body. If he continued, he would truly turn into a zombie.

“I concede!” The disciple of the Corpse Control Sect disciple shouted with deep reluctance.

Zhang Chen pretended to be affected by the side effects and continued to attack without stopping.

“Alright, my disciple from the Blood God Sect wins this round.” The Blood God Sect Master waved his hand lightly and suppressed Zhang Chen’s mana.

As if a bucket of cold water was poured over him, Zhang Chen immediately calmed down and respectfully bowed towards the platform. “Disciple knows his mistake.”

The Blood God Sect Master remained silent and waved his hand again, sending Zhang Chen down from the arena while lifting the mana suppression. “Mid-stage Foundation Establishment stage, contestant number six, take the stage.”

In the current competition, Zhang Chen had the longest battle duration.

With his strength, he could easily deal with his opponents, but within the sect, he could only reveal a small portion of his power.

At the same time, it was also to deceive the other opponents and make them underestimate him. Therefore, he did not even use the top-grade magical artifact he had just obtained.

So this is the power of the Nascent Soul stage? Being able to suppress my mana effortlessly from a distance, making me as weak as an ordinaryperson!

Feeling the irresistible power emanating from the Blood God Sect Master, Zhang Chen’s heart was filled with longing.

Only when he reached the Nascent Soul stage could he fearlessly face everything.

Zhang Chen no longer paid attention to the following battles. Instead, he sat cross-legged, quickly refining the demon blood at a normal pace to restore his mana.

Most of the others were doing the same. No one knew when the next battle would take place, so they had to quickly recover their strength to feel at ease.

Among the crowd, Yan Chengzhi looked at Zhang Chen with a complex expression.

Gu Pingshan had left the sect to pursue Zhang Chen, but it had been half a year and he still hadn’t returned.

Previously, it was possible that he hadn’t been found or had escaped from

Zhang Chen, but now he hadn’t even appeared in the Demon Path Grand Competition.

It was almost certain that he was dead!

Gu Ping Mountain, at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, had an unknown fate, while Zhang Chen, at the fourth level, remained unharmed. This situation was worth pondering.

Therefore, Yan Chengzhi speculated that Zhang Chen’s strength was definitely more than what had been demonstrated.

When Zhang Chen had restored his mana, the mid -Foundation Establishment stage competition also came to an end.

Including Zhang Chen, only three disciples from the Blood God Sect at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage advanced, which was less than the initial-Foundation Establishment stage.

After that, the late-stage Foundation Establishment disciples went on stage for the first round of the competition.

The disciples from the four sects were all at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, making them the strongest within their respective sects.

As a result, the battles were particularly intense and exciting.

Various powerful spells and precarious reversals elicited continuous exclamations and marvels from the disciples.

Zhang Chen was also captivated, watching the battles attentively.

Many of them were not inferior to Gu Pingshan, and even if Zhang Chen exerted his full strength, he could not easily win.

Of course, Yan Chengzhi, who was temporarily named to participate in the grand competition, was an exception.

As expected, he lost. He was beaten down from start to finish without being able to fight back.

Yan Chengzhi flew off the stage in a sorry state and said to the disciples of the

Pill Pavilion, “I am incompetent and have brought shame to the Pill Pavilion.”

“Senior Brother Yan was given a mission in a time of crisis. It’s not Senior Brother Yan’s fault. If we talk about responsibility, it should be Senior Brother Gu’s.” A disciple from the Pill Pavilion spoke up in defense.

Many disciples nodded in agreement and criticized Gu Pingshan.

In fact, this disciple was arranged in advance by Yan Chengzhi himself. He also knew his own abilities and had never thought of winning. He just wanted to buy some time and avoid losing too disgracefully.

Even so, he did his best and only defended without attacking, barely lasting for an hour.

Fortunately, he had arranged his trusted subordinate in advance, diverting the conflict and saving some face.

“Are there such vast differences in strength among those at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment? Zhang Chen is only at the fourth level, but he claims to have escaped from Gu Pingshan’s hands and even counterattacked?”

Yan Chengzhi grew more puzzled after experiencing the gap between himself and the peak of Foundation Establishment.

The more unknown, the more fearful.

Yan Chengzhi didn’t realize that he was starting to feel a trace of fear for Zhang

Chen.

Ten days later, the first round of the late-Foundation Establishment stage competition concluded.

Surprisingly, seven disciples from the Blood God Sect advanced!

If Gu Pingshan hadn’t died, it would have been eight.

This was mainly due to the environment of the Blood God Sect. The disciples at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment dared not break through to the Golden Core stage and could only accumulate strength and techniques.

Naturally, they were stronger compared to the ninth-level disciples of other sects.

After the first round of the late-Foundation Establishment stage competition, it was time for the early-Foundation Establishment stage disciples to compete again.

This time, the contestants were paired based on the closest numbers. For example, the winner of contestant number one would compete against the winner of contestant number two.

Having witnessed the battles of the late-Foundation Establishment stage, the battles of the early-Foundation Establishment stage seemed trivial.

Three days later, the second round of the initial-Foundation Establishment stage competition concluded, and two disciples from the Blood God Sect advanced.

Then came the mid-Foundation Establishment stage competition, and Zhang Chen’s opponent was the winner of contestant number six, a disciple from the Nether Spring Sect..

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