The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 399: The Land of Inheritance, Yunyin Pojun

Deep underground in Sanqi Mountain.

This is a huge underground space, and the most eye-catching thing is the pool of bright red blood. The water in the pool glows with a strange red light, as if it has absorbed the blood of countless lives, giving off a frightening breath. The surface of the pool is calm, with occasional bubbles bubbling up and making subtle sounds when they burst, adding a bit of uneasiness to this quiet space.

In the center of the blood pool, there stood a round stone platform, on which sat a skinny old man, wearing a ragged grey robe and withered like a dead tree.

Opposite the old man, there stood a figure in a blood-red robe, which fluttered gently in the wind, like a ghost in a sea of ​​blood, mysterious and terrifying. His face was hidden under the shadow of the cloak, and only his red eyes flashed with a cold and cunning light, as if they could see through the deepest fear in people's hearts.

Neither of them spoke until a stone door not far away opened and a man in a black robe came in, breaking the silence.

"Master, Elder Li, the people from the Pacification Bureau are here."

As his words fell, the atmosphere in the cave instantly became tense and depressing, and the blood-robed man curled up his lips in a sneer.

"Follow the plan and lead them to the Blood Flame Cave."

"Yes, leader." The black-robed man accepted the order.

The man in the blood-stained robe glanced at the skinny old man beside him, still with his eyes closed, as if all the noise from the outside world had nothing to do with him.

"The place where the Ten Thousand Demons are passed down must not be desecrated! Even if everything ends in disaster today, the people from the Pacification Division must be buried here!"

The moment the signal sounded, the Ten Thousand Demons Encirclement and Suppression Offensive officially began. As for the location of the Ten Thousand Demons Altar, the Pacification Division had already defined the corresponding scope.

With the fronts advancing in all directions, they found the entrance to the Ten Thousand Demons Altar at a very fast speed. The entrance was a cave, which was previously covered by vines and strange stones. If you were not familiar with the path, it would be difficult to find that there was a passage here.

"it's here!"

"found it!"

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Amid shouts, the elite encirclement and suppression troops gathered together, and after repeated attempts, they cautiously stepped into the cave entrance.

As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. Even though they have found the entrance to the passage, the encirclement and suppression troops did not relax at all and still followed the previous warning line to guard it strictly.

"Safety!"

"Enter!"

"Attention alert!"

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With the sound of care, Chen Pingan and his men also entered the passage. Except for the first section, the passage began to fork, and after a brief communication, everyone began to move forward in teams.

"There are thieves here!"

"kill!"

"Do it!"

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boom!
Shouts and bangs could be heard from time to time in the cave entrance. Chen Pingan walked in the passage, and the surrounding situation was clearly visible as his spirituality flashed.

Swish!
A blade flashed across, and the body of a Wanmo thief who was planning to launch a sneak attack was torn into pieces and fell to the ground.

"Master Chen has great means!" Xiong Sanrang, who was following behind Chen Ping'an, couldn't help but praise him.

Chen Pingan ignored it and walked deeper into the passage. The Wanmo thief who had intended to launch a sneak attack just now was not very powerful, probably at the level of the Inner Qi Realm.

Along the way, Chen Pingan did not encounter the fierce resistance he had imagined, but it was extremely smooth. Chen Pingan's perception was extraordinary. In the constant forking, he did not go off the road, but went directly to an underground cave. The cave ceiling was high, as if it was a work of nature, with jagged rocks and interlaced light and shadow, making it even more profound and unpredictable.

"What a grand move." Chen Pingan looked at the magnificent space around him and couldn't help but sigh. This scale is much larger than the Tianluo Hall in Wufeng Mountain. It is worthy of being a sub-altar-level stronghold of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

As soon as Chen Pingan entered the cave, he felt dozens of different gazes sweeping over him. There was a look of scrutiny and examination in their gazes, most of which stayed on him for only a moment before retracting. Only a small number of gazes stayed on him.

At this time, there were already quite a few people standing in the underground cave. Judging from their attire, they were all elite troops from the Pacification Division. There were quite a few corpses lying on the ground. At a glance, most of them were thieves from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

"So fast!" The scene in the cave surprised Xiong Sanrang a little. They didn't encounter any resistance along the way, and they rushed here without wasting any time. But when they got here, they found that the battle was over.

He looked at the mysterious figures in the field and couldn't help but show respect.

"Let's go." Chen Pingan said softly, and walked towards the crowd with a calm face. He had sensed the breath in the cave long before, so he was not surprised by this.

Chen Pingan barely recognized any of the people in the cave. They were obviously from other encirclement and suppression lines. Their presence here meant that there were other entrances to the Ten Thousand Demons Altar.

Chen Pingan was not the first to enter the passage, so it was not surprising that the other party was faster than them. However, what made Chen Pingan slightly concerned was that
As he walked, Chen Pingan's eyes inadvertently fell on a figure holding a long sword. This was a swordsman with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, who looked to be about thirty or forty years old, wearing a long robe, looking elegant and chic.

"Middle stage of Yuheng."

The other party's aura was elegant, but the sharpness hidden in it made Chen Pingan couldn't help but look sideways.

There are four Grandmasters in the underground cave. The other three are ordinary Grandmasters in the early stage of Yuheng, and only this man has entered the middle stage of Yuheng.

Chen Pingan approached the group, and a hint of awe appeared on his face at the right time. However, he did not stand too close, but stood with the crowd around him.

There were many people in the cave, but they were not all gathered in one place. Instead, they stood in different places according to different formations. There were many passages around this cave, which seemed to be winding and no one knew where they led to.

Several people in the crowd glanced at Chen Pingan and the others and nodded slightly, which was considered a greeting. Chen Pingan smiled slightly, which was considered a response.

"Why was this encirclement so easy?"

"Yeah, we didn't encounter any decent resistance at all!"

"Be careful, there might be a scam!"

"Yes, got it."

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From time to time, low voices of communication were heard around. Chen Pingan stood with everyone for a while and figured out the current situation. As the advance team, they, under the leadership of several masters, broke through all the way here. Judging from the layout of the surrounding furnishings, this underground cave can be regarded as the main space of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect's base. In the future, I am afraid that it will involve more secret places.

After some negotiations, it was finally decided to wait until all the encirclement and suppression forces gathered together before taking the next step.

The periphery has been locked down, and they occupy the most important main space, so they are not afraid that the Wanmo thieves will find a loophole and escape.

During the conversation among everyone, Chen Pingan also learned the identity of the swordsman present.

The sword is hidden in the clouds, and the wind leaves no trace.

"It's him!" Chen Ping'an's heart moved. Feng Yunhen, a guest official of the Canglongzhou Zhenfu Division, was in the middle stage of Yuheng realm. He was skilled in the Yunyin Poxiao sword technique, which was superb and overwhelmed his peers. Since he was listed on the rookie list and made his mark as a teenager, his reputation has been circulating in Canglongzhou.

While Chen Pingan and the others were waiting, the elite soldiers came out of the cave passage one after another. Some of them were injured, and they had obviously encountered an ambush, but overall they looked fine and the losses were not great.

Suddenly, Chen Ping'an's mind moved, and he felt a breath coming from the southeast side of the cave.

"Another mid-stage Yuheng?" Chen Pingan was slightly surprised. If Gu Qingchan was included, there were already three mid-stage Yuheng masters. With this kind of combat power, even the Tianluo Sect's deputy altar in Canglongzhou might be able to challenge him. And that didn't even include himself.

Just a Ten Thousand Demons Altar, but the Pacification Division made such a big fuss! ?
According to the information Chen Ping'an had learned before, although the Wanmo Sect's secondary altar is strong, it is impossible for it to have three Yuheng mid-stage grandmasters. Generally speaking, it is already good to have one Yuheng mid-stage grandmaster.

The Pacification Division dispatched three mid-stage Yuheng Grandmasters, three to surround one, and it seems that they are determined to kill the Grandmaster of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect once and for all!
This time, they really put in a lot of effort! They would rather kill a chicken with a butcher knife than fail to make sure that there is no chance of error and completely wipe out the Wanmo Vice Altar!
Just as Chen Pingan's mind was turning, that figure appeared beside Yunyin Jianfeng Wuhen.

"Broken Army Sword, Situ Ba!" Chen Pingan heard a voice coming from the side, which contained surprise.

Chen Pingan looked down and saw the other person's appearance clearly. The other person was strong and muscular, standing there like a towering mountain, unshakable. His face was firm and deep, his black hair fluttered, with a bit of wildness and unruliness. In his hand was a very heavy long sword, with complex patterns carved on the handle.

Chen Pingan didn't look at it for long, and quickly withdrew his gaze. On the Grandmaster Ranking, there is a record about Situ Ba, the Broken Army Blade. In his early years, he was a disciple of a large sect outside the state, and returned to Canglong State after learning successfully. After decades of adventure, he was finally invited by the Qiankun Division of the state to serve as a worshiper.

The Po Jun Saber Technique was known for its ferocity and dominance, and each move contained an incomparably terrifying force. The Po Jun Saber Technique that Situ Ba, the Po Jun Saber, had used in actual combat perfectly integrated the sword intent and sword momentum, making it even more powerful.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, even if Chen Pingan cultivated the Soul-Breaking Sword Technique to perfection, he was still far from being a match for Situ Ba, who had the Breaking Army Sword.

Especially those moves like Pojun Zhan and Duanlong Dao, where even Master Yuheng died.

"Lord Situ." Seeing Situ Ba, the Sword Master of the Broken Army Blade, coming over, Yunyin Jianfeng Wuhen clasped his fists slightly as a greeting.

"Lord Feng." Situ Ba, the master of the Broken Army Blade, smiled heartily.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries and then stopped talking. Yunyin Jianfeng Wuhen acted calm and composed, doing mostly routine things without much enthusiasm.

Chen Pingan actually saw this scene. Qiankun Division has the power to supervise the Zhenfu Division, and is half a level higher than the Zhenfu Division among the same level. Yunyin Jianfeng Wuhen is indeed a swordsman, and he is quite proud.

After the arrival of Situ Ba, the Broken Army Blade, several more groups of elite soldiers arrived. Zhong Zeyu also arrived here with a small group of elite soldiers.

As the chief dispatcher and coordinator of the western encirclement and suppression front, Zhong Zeyu was known to many people.

"Master Zhong."

Seeing him coming, many people greeted him.

In response, Zhong Zeyu returned the greetings one by one. He spotted Chen Pingan in the crowd at a glance, suppressed the shock that had lingered from his previous experience, and walked towards him.

"Master Zhong." The people around Chen Pingan greeted Zhong Zeyu with a smile when they saw him coming. This was completely different from their reaction when Chen Pingan came over before.

"Hello, my Lords." Zhong Zeyu bowed in return, then walked up to Chen Ping'an and said solemnly, "Mr. Chen."

"Master Zhong." Chen Pingan responded with a smile.

Ok?
Seeing Zhong Zeyu's reaction, the people around him were surprised and their expressions changed slightly. They looked at Chen Pingan carefully, as if they were meeting him for the first time.

Who is this person? Why does Zhong Zeyu treat him so seriously?

Lord Chen? Could it be...
The people around were wondering about Chen Ping'an's identity.

After Zhong Zeyu bowed and greeted, he stood in front of Chen Pingan with a slightly strange look on his face. When he saw Chen Pingan again, the scene he had accidentally seen before appeared in his mind again.

This made his mind shake and difficult to control, just like a huge wave.

It's not his fault, but the picture he saw was too shocking. Gu Qingchan, the Ice Soul Needle, met Chen Ping'an's eyes at the beginning of the action. She was not annoyed, but blinked at Chen Pingan. I don't know if it was his illusion, but he actually saw a hint of girlish innocence and agility in Gu Qingchan's eyes.

Gu Qingchan's behavior was totally unlike the attitude a master should have towards his juniors. Instead, it was like...
Zhong Zeyu didn't dare to think about it any further.

God!

What's happening here?
Zhong Zeyu felt like his worldview was about to collapse.

Grandmaster! This is a grandmaster! And not just any grandmaster, but a grandmaster who will be able to go further in the future!

Those star-like eyes, full of agility and playfulness, blinked gently in the direction of Chen Pingan. He still couldn't forget this scene.

why?
Why not me!?
Ah!
Even his state of mind could not be immune to the favor of a great master.

Zhong Zeyu's mind was in turmoil, but he tried hard to suppress his emotions.

Chen Pingan felt that Zhong Zeyu's behavior was a little strange, and asked curiously: "Master Zhong, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah!" Zhong Zeyu's expression froze for a moment, then he reacted suddenly and forced out a smile: "Nothing, nothing."

He laughed dryly twice and changed the subject perfunctorily.

"Did Lord Chen's troops suffer any casualties?"

Although Chen Pingan felt it was strange, he had no intention of investigating it further. He shook his head slightly and said, "During this journey, we did not encounter too much resistance and there were no casualties."

"That's great," Zhong Zeyu said dryly, his mind still circling with the previous thought from time to time.

During the conversation, he couldn't help but look at Chen Pingan a few more times.

How many detours can be avoided?

The more Chen Ping'an talked, the more he felt that Zhong Zeyu looked at him in a strange way. After chatting for a few sentences, he didn't want to talk any more.

"Sir Chen, I'm from the Chiyang Pacification Division."

Several people around suddenly came up to Chen Pingan, bowed and greeted him, no longer as cold as before.

The communication between Chen Pingan and Zhong Zeyu obviously made the people around them guess Chen Pingan's identity.

The rising star of the Canglongzhou Pacification Division, a prodigy on the rookie list, the deputy commander of the Weishui Pacification Division, and the rough knife Chen Pingan!
Several people came over with warm faces, and Chen Pingan did not embarrass them and exchanged a few words of greeting.

While communicating with a few people, Chen Pingan's eyes flashed and he sensed two familiar auras approaching.

Yunyin Jianfeng Wuhen and Pojundao Situ Ba, who were standing in the center, changed their expressions and looked to one side.

"Qingchan."

Yunyin Jianfeng Wuhen's expression brightened, and a smile as warm as a spring breeze appeared on his face.

PS: I have applied for leave tomorrow, so I can adjust the update time. I should be able to update in the afternoon tomorrow. I should be able to restore the update to the morning the day after tomorrow.

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