Southern Pond Mountain canyon.
The huge bonfire in the middle swayed under the night wind. Due to the passage of time, the firewood around the bonfire was gradually running out, so it was not as bright as it was before.
Li Hechaos had drunk a lot under the urges of the other elite disciples. The more he drank, the more excited he became. After drinking a mouthful of wine, he looked around and said, “Hey, where did that brat Zhu Liangjun go? He has been gone for so long and hasn't returned.”
The young man that was skinny like a monkey smiled and said, “Senior Brother Li, I think Senior Brother Zhu drank too much and went to hide somewhere. He doesn’t dare to drink more.”
Hearing this, the surrounding disciples all laughed out loud, including Li Hechao.
Boom!
An invisible ripple suddenly spread across the canyon, followed by the aura of a Spirit Core Realm cultivator. The fluctuations of spirit force instantly spread across the entire canyon.
Li Hechao’s expression suddenly changed and he immediately became sober. When he saw that the spirit force was coming from the secret prison, he instantly understood what had happened. However, he thought that it was Zhu Liangjun being greedy for that beautiful woman and was using force.
The drunk disciples were instantly sober from those spirit force fluctuations. They were stationed here to guard the tunnel into the belly of the mountain, and when they felt the spirit force fluctuations, they didn’t dare to be careless. They knew that their rival, Deer Mountain, was nearby, waiting to strike. The Pavilion Master had already sent out the order, and this matter was related to the survival of their sect, so they didn’t dare to be careless.
“Senior Brother Li, what’s the situation? Should we take a look?” a disciple asked Li Hechao with a deep voice, looking at the secret prison about 100 meters away. The rest of the disciples were also looking over and were prepared to deal with any accidents.
“Okay, let’s go and see. I think it's most likely Zhu Liangjun not being able to hold himself back. He even dares to touch the people I intend to give to my teacher.” Li Hechao was not happy.
However, just as he finished speaking, his pupils shrank because he suddenly felt like something was wrong. His expression tensed up and he let out a roar. Due to his nerves, his voice was a bit sharp.
“That spirit force fluctuation was not from that brat Zhu Liangjun. It doesn’t have the smell of blood like our Blood Fiend Pavilion!”
The expressions of the surrounding disciples changed and they released their spirit force. They all held their treasures in their hands.
“Hehe, it’s it too late to notice it now.” A faint voice came from the air. Li Hechao and company were shocked and looked at the sky.
They saw a young man standing in the sky with a smile. The young man was standing on a flying sword and had an octagonal mirror in his hand. It was Song Yuansheng.
There were three more figures beside this young man. One was an ice-cold figure standing on a blue-ice flying sword. She was wearing a plain dress and was coldly looking at the people below.
There was a young girl standing on a wooden sword, and she looked very relaxed. Although she only had a wooden sword, looking at the luster on it, it was no ordinary wooden sword.
The last figure was weaker than the other three figures. A young man wearing black, with a simple sword on his back, standing on a blue and white sword. He had a frown on his face and was looking at them with an unfriendly gaze.
None of them were weak, and the bright lights from their flying swords were dazzling. Li Hechao felt like he had fallen in an icy river. He could tell that the three of them were a whole realm higher than him. Three Nascent Soul Realm cultivators and a Spirit Core Realm cultivator that was no weaker than him.
Those people looked very young and had such powerful cultivation—no one could blame him for noticing this. Who would think these young ones would have such a powerful cultivation? They were definitely not disciples from Deer Mountain. They have been enemies for many years, and he knew Deer Mountain couldn’t have produced disciples like this.
Thinking about this, there was a hint of hope in Li Hechao’s heart. His aura erupted and he flew into the air. He looked at the four of them and carefully asked, “I don’t know why you are here.” At the same time, the other disciples flew into the air with various treasures and stood behind Li Hechao.
“We want your lives!” After Zhao Jiuge finished speaking, he didn’t care about anything else. He stood in the air and raised the Cold Underworld Sword in his hand.
Then he directly released sword energy toward Li Hechao and the Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples. After killing Zhu Liangjun, the four of them had slaughtered all the disciples guarding the canyon before making their way back here.
Song Rujing had been holding back a belly of fire. Seeing Zhao Jiuge making a move, she didn’t fall behind and immediately took out a ⅔-meter-long green scepter.
This treasure was called the Green Heaven Scepter, a powerful spirit treasure that Song Rujing loved. The Void Suspension Monastery’s legacy covered a wide variety of different skills. That was why she and Song Yuansheng’s abilities were not alike. This was different from other sects, which had the same focus.
Song Rujing casually waved her hand and waves of green light appeared. These lights were like small strands of silk, and they instantly surrounded the Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples below. With her late stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, she instantly crushed the Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples below.
The seven or eight disciples on the ground were already weaker than everyone else, so they had no chance of resisting. Song Rujing had the power to release the full potential of a spirit treasure.
Zhao Jiuge couldn’t help but click his tongue when he saw Song Rujing’s attack being so effective. She was even more abnormal than Sha Sha.
Li Hechao was frightened and angry that so many disciples had been killed at once. They already didn’t have many disciples, and so many had been killed at once. Most importantly, he couldn’t deal with three Nascent Soul Realm enemies, and the elders were still at the base of the mountain. He could only hope to delay matters until his teacher and the other elders arrived.
He didn’t have time to worry about anything else, because Zhao Jiuge’s sword energy had arrived before them.
“Attack together with me!” Li Hechao let out a roar and took the lead, his hands forming a seal.
A ball of blood-colored light appeared and the air was flooded with the smell of blood. Some of the disciples behind Li Hechao did the same, while those that were too slow used the weapons in their hands to resist Zhao Jiuge’s sword energy.
Then a ball of dense, blood-colored spirit light appeared before Li Hechao, and it started to grow. When the sword energy collided with this blood-colored light, Zhao Jiuge felt that it was difficult to break through. There was a sticky feeling that made it difficult for the sword energy to display its true power.
Zhao Jiuge was a bit shocked and thought that these evil cultivators were indeed too strange. No wonder so many cultivators were willing to fall to this path. Not only was the cultivation speed faster, but they were much stronger at the same cultivation level.
Then, with a thought from Li Hechao, the blood-colored spirit light and the attacks from the other disciples flew toward Zhao Jiuge. Instantly, Zhao Jiuge was put in a bad spot. After all, he was only at the mid stage of the Spirit Core Realm and was facing over a dozen people.
Song Yuansheng and Ling Bo Re originally didn’t intend to make a move. They had been looking at the tunnel leading toward the mountain. This was because they vaguely sensed that there were Nascent Soul Realm cultivators heading this way. However, seeing Zhao Jiuge in trouble, they had to help.
Ling Bo Re grabbed her life flying sword and directly used the Hundred Flower Sword Art against the ball of blood-colored spirit light.
Song Yuansheng still stood on his flying sword and turned his left hand. The octagonal mirror that was in his hand was now facing downward.
This octagonal mirror was black, white, and brown inside. The outermost edge was brown and each of the eight edges had spirit runes carved on them. The middle was black and white, surrounding the mirror itself.
The mirror was called the Eight Edge Devil Submission Mirror. It was only a low-quality spirit treasure, but it specialized in dealing with devil cultivators that absorbed other people’s blood to cultivate.
Under Song Yuansheng’s command, a bright ray of light shot out from the surface of the mirror. The moment this light touched the ball of blood-colored spirit light, the ball immediately dissipated like ice melting in the face of the blazing sun.
With Song Yuansheng's help, the Hundred Flower Sword Art destroyed the attacks from all the treasures. Soon, the rest of the blood-colored spirit light dissipated as well.
Although the issue was resolved, Ling Bo Re and Song Yuansheng frowned. Both of them, along with Zhao Jiuge, felt that the attribute within that spirit force was a bit special and difficult to deal with.
Li Hechao felt shocked when he saw their attacks easily destroyed by the two Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators. At the same time, he felt despair, and just as he was wondering what he should do, a voice rang throughout the canyon. When Li Hechao heard this, he revealed a happy smile.
“Hahaha, it's rare to come across such good cultivation furnaces. This old man’s luck is pretty good.”
A loud voice surrounded by spirit force echoed throughout the entire canyon. Three figures walked out from the tunnel.
Three rays of light immediately arrived in the middle of the canyon and stood in the sky.
Southern Pond Mountain canyon.
The huge bonfire in the middle swayed under the night wind. Due to the passage of time, the firewood around the bonfire was gradually running out, so it was not as bright as it was before.
Li Hechaos had drunk a lot under the urges of the other elite disciples. The more he drank, the more excited he became. After drinking a mouthful of wine, he looked around and said, “Hey, where did that brat Zhu Liangjun go? He has been gone for so long and hasn't returned.”
The young man that was skinny like a monkey smiled and said, “Senior Brother Li, I think Senior Brother Zhu drank too much and went to hide somewhere. He doesn’t dare to drink more.”
Hearing this, the surrounding disciples all laughed out loud, including Li Hechao.
Boom!
An invisible ripple suddenly spread across the canyon, followed by the aura of a Spirit Core Realm cultivator. The fluctuations of spirit force instantly spread across the entire canyon.
Li Hechao’s expression suddenly changed and he immediately became sober. When he saw that the spirit force was coming from the secret prison, he instantly understood what had happened. However, he thought that it was Zhu Liangjun being greedy for that beautiful woman and was using force.
The drunk disciples were instantly sober from those spirit force fluctuations. They were stationed here to guard the tunnel into the belly of the mountain, and when they felt the spirit force fluctuations, they didn’t dare to be careless. They knew that their rival, Deer Mountain, was nearby, waiting to strike. The Pavilion Master had already sent out the order, and this matter was related to the survival of their sect, so they didn’t dare to be careless.
“Senior Brother Li, what’s the situation? Should we take a look?” a disciple asked Li Hechao with a deep voice, looking at the secret prison about 100 meters away. The rest of the disciples were also looking over and were prepared to deal with any accidents.
“Okay, let’s go and see. I think it's most likely Zhu Liangjun not being able to hold himself back. He even dares to touch the people I intend to give to my teacher.” Li Hechao was not happy.
However, just as he finished speaking, his pupils shrank because he suddenly felt like something was wrong. His expression tensed up and he let out a roar. Due to his nerves, his voice was a bit sharp.
“That spirit force fluctuation was not from that brat Zhu Liangjun. It doesn’t have the smell of blood like our Blood Fiend Pavilion!”
The expressions of the surrounding disciples changed and they released their spirit force. They all held their treasures in their hands.
“Hehe, it’s it too late to notice it now.” A faint voice came from the air. Li Hechao and company were shocked and looked at the sky.
They saw a young man standing in the sky with a smile. The young man was standing on a flying sword and had an octagonal mirror in his hand. It was Song Yuansheng.
There were three more figures beside this young man. One was an ice-cold figure standing on a blue-ice flying sword. She was wearing a plain dress and was coldly looking at the people below.
There was a young girl standing on a wooden sword, and she looked very relaxed. Although she only had a wooden sword, looking at the luster on it, it was no ordinary wooden sword.
The last figure was weaker than the other three figures. A young man wearing black, with a simple sword on his back, standing on a blue and white sword. He had a frown on his face and was looking at them with an unfriendly gaze.
None of them were weak, and the bright lights from their flying swords were dazzling. Li Hechao felt like he had fallen in an icy river. He could tell that the three of them were a whole realm higher than him. Three Nascent Soul Realm cultivators and a Spirit Core Realm cultivator that was no weaker than him.
Those people looked very young and had such powerful cultivation—no one could blame him for noticing this. Who would think these young ones would have such a powerful cultivation? They were definitely not disciples from Deer Mountain. They have been enemies for many years, and he knew Deer Mountain couldn’t have produced disciples like this.
Thinking about this, there was a hint of hope in Li Hechao’s heart. His aura erupted and he flew into the air. He looked at the four of them and carefully asked, “I don’t know why you are here.” At the same time, the other disciples flew into the air with various treasures and stood behind Li Hechao.
“We want your lives!” After Zhao Jiuge finished speaking, he didn’t care about anything else. He stood in the air and raised the Cold Underworld Sword in his hand.
Then he directly released sword energy toward Li Hechao and the Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples. After killing Zhu Liangjun, the four of them had slaughtered all the disciples guarding the canyon before making their way back here.
Song Rujing had been holding back a belly of fire. Seeing Zhao Jiuge making a move, she didn’t fall behind and immediately took out a ⅔-meter-long green scepter.
This treasure was called the Green Heaven Scepter, a powerful spirit treasure that Song Rujing loved. The Void Suspension Monastery’s legacy covered a wide variety of different skills. That was why she and Song Yuansheng’s abilities were not alike. This was different from other sects, which had the same focus.
Song Rujing casually waved her hand and waves of green light appeared. These lights were like small strands of silk, and they instantly surrounded the Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples below. With her late stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, she instantly crushed the Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples below.
The seven or eight disciples on the ground were already weaker than everyone else, so they had no chance of resisting. Song Rujing had the power to release the full potential of a spirit treasure.
Zhao Jiuge couldn’t help but click his tongue when he saw Song Rujing’s attack being so effective. She was even more abnormal than Sha Sha.
Li Hechao was frightened and angry that so many disciples had been killed at once. They already didn’t have many disciples, and so many had been killed at once. Most importantly, he couldn’t deal with three Nascent Soul Realm enemies, and the elders were still at the base of the mountain. He could only hope to delay matters until his teacher and the other elders arrived.
He didn’t have time to worry about anything else, because Zhao Jiuge’s sword energy had arrived before them.
“Attack together with me!” Li Hechao let out a roar and took the lead, his hands forming a seal.
A ball of blood-colored light appeared and the air was flooded with the smell of blood. Some of the disciples behind Li Hechao did the same, while those that were too slow used the weapons in their hands to resist Zhao Jiuge’s sword energy.
Then a ball of dense, blood-colored spirit light appeared before Li Hechao, and it started to grow. When the sword energy collided with this blood-colored light, Zhao Jiuge felt that it was difficult to break through. There was a sticky feeling that made it difficult for the sword energy to display its true power.
Zhao Jiuge was a bit shocked and thought that these evil cultivators were indeed too strange. No wonder so many cultivators were willing to fall to this path. Not only was the cultivation speed faster, but they were much stronger at the same cultivation level.
Then, with a thought from Li Hechao, the blood-colored spirit light and the attacks from the other disciples flew toward Zhao Jiuge. Instantly, Zhao Jiuge was put in a bad spot. After all, he was only at the mid stage of the Spirit Core Realm and was facing over a dozen people.
Song Yuansheng and Ling Bo Re originally didn’t intend to make a move. They had been looking at the tunnel leading toward the mountain. This was because they vaguely sensed that there were Nascent Soul Realm cultivators heading this way. However, seeing Zhao Jiuge in trouble, they had to help.
Ling Bo Re grabbed her life flying sword and directly used the Hundred Flower Sword Art against the ball of blood-colored spirit light.
Song Yuansheng still stood on his flying sword and turned his left hand. The octagonal mirror that was in his hand was now facing downward.
This octagonal mirror was black, white, and brown inside. The outermost edge was brown and each of the eight edges had spirit runes carved on them. The middle was black and white, surrounding the mirror itself.
The mirror was called the Eight Edge Devil Submission Mirror. It was only a low-quality spirit treasure, but it specialized in dealing with devil cultivators that absorbed other people’s blood to cultivate.
Under Song Yuansheng’s command, a bright ray of light shot out from the surface of the mirror. The moment this light touched the ball of blood-colored spirit light, the ball immediately dissipated like ice melting in the face of the blazing sun.
With Song Yuansheng's help, the Hundred Flower Sword Art destroyed the attacks from all the treasures. Soon, the rest of the blood-colored spirit light dissipated as well.
Although the issue was resolved, Ling Bo Re and Song Yuansheng frowned. Both of them, along with Zhao Jiuge, felt that the attribute within that spirit force was a bit special and difficult to deal with.
Li Hechao felt shocked when he saw their attacks easily destroyed by the two Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators. At the same time, he felt despair, and just as he was wondering what he should do, a voice rang throughout the canyon. When Li Hechao heard this, he revealed a happy smile.
“Hahaha, it's rare to come across such good cultivation furnaces. This old man’s luck is pretty good.”
A loud voice surrounded by spirit force echoed throughout the entire canyon. Three figures walked out from the tunnel.
Three rays of light immediately arrived in the middle of the canyon and stood in the sky.
