I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 251 Pang Yu’s Strength

Li Qingyun's eyes shone, and he slowly bowed his hands, speaking in a humble and respectful tone:
"Please enlighten me, Master Bao. Qingyun would like to hear the details."

Bao Zheng pondered for a moment, then looked up at Li Qingyun, his eyes sharp as a torch, his voice low but steady:

"Qingyun, this matter is not something that can be easily resolved by you and me alone. If we are not careful, not only will we be ruined, but we will also implicate the people of the entire Bianliang City. You must be extremely careful."

He paused, worry showing between his brows:

“The most important thing about this matter is two major problems.

"First, there is no solid evidence. Even if the emperor showed up and confronted Zhao Dezhao in the palace, it would be just a matter of each side sticking to their own story. Without solid evidence, it would be hard to convince people, and Zhao Dezhao might even falsely accuse you of treason."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingyun nodded secretly and thought to himself: Lord Bao has thought it through carefully. Just as I expected, Zhao Dezhao has already taken control of the court. Even if Zhao Zhen shows up, it will only cause more trouble.

Bao Zheng continued:

"Secondly, if the news of the emperor being replaced gets out, even if we uncover Zhao Dezhao's conspiracy, the people's trust in the royal family will be greatly reduced. Even if the emperor ascends the throne again in the future, how can he rule the country and regain the trust of the people? If this matter is not handled properly, it will sow hidden dangers and cause endless troubles."

His tone sank, and his eyes became deeper:

"Qingyun, you have to remember that what we are facing is not an ordinary vendetta in the martial arts world, but a major court event that affects the entire court. If we are not careful, it will lead to a catastrophic disaster!

"We need to hold our ground now and not act rashly. It is good that the emperor is hiding with you, but remember to keep it secret. Even the subordinates of this government and Kaifeng government should not reveal a single word."

His eyes were like lightning, and his voice was full of warning, "Pang Yu's methods are cunning, and Zhao Dezhao is shrewd and calculating. If they discover even the slightest clue, the consequences will be disastrous."

Li Qingyun nodded slightly, secretly admiring him in his heart.

Mr. Bao is indeed a wise man. Talking and doing things with such a smart man is simple and easy.

He had no intention of telling anyone where Zhao Zhen was hiding. Pang Yu was obviously favored by an evil god, and his methods were strange and bizarre. Perhaps he had the ability to read people's minds. The less people knew the details, the less risk there would be.

He smiled, his tone calm but firm:
"Don't worry, Lord Bao. The emperor is safe and will never be discovered by Pang Yu. When we have solid evidence, we will send His Majesty back to the throne and bring justice to the world!"

Bao Zheng showed a trace of relief and said in a deep voice:

"That's the best. This government has actually been suspicious of this matter. Since we have the information you provided, this government will secretly collect evidence of Zhao Dezhao's usurpation of the throne, and when the time is right, we will expose this conspiracy. Qingyun, please be sure to protect the emperor during this period of time."

After the discussion was complete, Li Qingyun no longer hesitated, clasped his fists and said goodbye:
"Master Bao, Qingyun will take his leave for now. I have another important matter to attend to in Bianliang City."

Bao Zheng nodded and said earnestly:
"Go ahead, but be careful."

Li Qingyun turned and left, his figure blending into the night, his footsteps light and silent.

His goal was very clear, which was to go straight to the Dali Temple - where Li Yingqi, the top master of the Changle Gang, was imprisoned.

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The sky in Bianliang City was just getting light. The dawn mist enveloped this prosperous city. Patrol soldiers were still frequent in the streets and alleys. The sudden issuance of martial law made the whole city panic.

However, all this noise was just an excellent shield for Li Qingyun.

His steps were light and his figure was like a wisp of night wind, passing through the streets and alleys, heading straight for the Dali Temple dungeon.

The fingers hidden in the sleeves gently stroked the "Qiongqi" golden tablet, and the fingertips felt the faint warmth emanating from the ancient metal.

With the help of the special sensitivity of this golden tablet as a medium, Li Qingyun used his divination power, and a mysterious pattern suddenly appeared in his mind, like a flowing band of light, guiding him through the fog in Bianliang City and pointing directly to a secret location deep in the dungeon.

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The dungeon of Dali Temple was cold and damp. Water droplets seeping from the walls hit the ground, and the sound echoed in the silent corridor like a whisper of death.

The oil lamps on the wall flickered with dim light, casting twisted and strange shadows, and there seemed to be countless prying eyes lurking around.

Li Qingyun stepped deeper into the dungeon. The Qiongqi Golden Tablet in his palm felt slightly warm, and the mysterious feeling that guided Li Yingji's energy became stronger and stronger.

But just as he was about to approach the cell, a cold and strange murderous intent suddenly hit him, like the tentacle of the abyss, bringing with it a suffocating feeling of oppression.

Li Qingyun paused, his eyes slightly fixed, but a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Pang Yu really had a trick up his sleeve. He guessed that I was going to come here to rescue someone."

Just as I was thinking about this, I heard a low hissing sound suddenly in the air, like the whispers of a creature from another world.

Suddenly, a cold light flew out from the darkness, so fast that it seemed like lightning tearing through the sky and went straight to Li Qingyun's eyebrows.

Li Qingyun was already alert. He stepped forward and slid back half a foot like a shadow.

The cold light passed along his hairline and penetrated into the stone wall behind him, making a strange shriek. The oil lamp above the stone wall suddenly went out, and the surroundings fell into an even thicker darkness.

At the moment the oil lamp went out, Li Qingyun flicked his sleeves, and his Yangshen Taoist body suddenly emitted a faint golden light, covering his body in a thin protective shield.

With the faint light, he looked coldly and saw a blurry figure slowly emerging from the shadows.

A figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

The man was wearing a tattered black robe, his body hunched over like a demon, his face beneath the hood was pale and shriveled, his facial features had completely disappeared, leaving only a deep hole in the middle that emitted a faint blue light.

This creature does not belong to the human world and carries with it an indescribable evil.

"Li Qingyun..."

The black-robed man's voice was low and cold, as if it came from hell. "You can't escape your fate. My master, the Faceless Immortal, has seen through everything. Your only fate today is death!"

Li Qingyun's eyes were like knives, and he smiled coldly:
"Are you the thug that Pang Yu summoned from the upper realm? You are nothing more than a lackey of the Faceless Immortal..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black robe took a step and pounced towards Li Qingyun like a ghost. The black scimitar in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue. The blade light carried a strong smell of decay, tearing through the air and going straight for Li Qingyun's throat.

Li Qingyun dodged the knife with a flash, raised his right hand, and the Qiongqi Golden Tablet emitted a golden blade of light, which pierced the black-robed man's chest.

The man in black robe was not afraid at all. His shriveled face suddenly flipped backwards, and his whole body twisted strangely, avoiding the attack.

At the same time, low murmurs were heard in the surrounding darkness, as if countless dead souls were whispering.

The sound seemed to drill directly into people's minds, making their scalps tingle.

Li Qingyun listened with his ears tilted, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

This was not human language, but the spell of some ancient evil god, which actually carried a power that oppressed the soul. Then, more black-robed figures emerged from the shadows in the surrounding corners.

Their bodies were twisted, their limbs were abnormally long and thin, and their movements were strange and swift.

The weapon in his hand flashed with blue light, obviously filled with poison.

Li Qingyun glanced around and frowned slightly.

The purple-gold light around him suddenly increased, transforming into a dazzling blade light that swept out and repelled the first wave of black-robed men who rushed over.

However, those men in black robes did not retreat. Instead, they rushed forward again like mad beasts, their weapons carrying a pungent smell, attacking every blind spot of Li Qingyun.

They did not say anything to each other, but cooperated perfectly, as if they were communicating with each other through some kind of evil telepathy. Their only goal was to tear Li Qingyun to pieces.

The purple-gold sword in Li Qingyun's hand shone brightly, and runes surged from its surface like a tide, surrounding him.

As he turned his wrist, the "Qiongqi" golden tablet in his hand turned into a stream of light and instantly pierced through the chest of a black-robed man in the front.

The man let out a sharp scream, and his shriveled body exploded instantly, turning into a ball of twisted black mist and dissipating into the air.

However, the other men in black robes seemed to not care at all and continued to rush forward regardless of their lives.

Li Qingyun stepped forward and rushed into the enemy camp like a ghost. The long sword in his hand swung out golden blade light. Every swing carried the unique evil-breaking power of the Yangshen Taoist body, chopping those twisted figures into pieces.

The air in the dungeon became thicker and thicker, and the strange whispering sound gradually became more rapid, as if some existence was summoning a deeper power.

At this moment, an even more terrifying figure slowly walked out of the shadows.

He was a hunchbacked man in a black robe, with a tailbone on his back that looked like an octopus tentacle, with a sharp barb at the end that glowed with a cold light.

His face also had no facial features, but from the small blue hole in the middle of his face, a few wriggling tentacles would emerge from time to time, which was chilling.

The hunchback laughed sharply:

"Li Qingyun, do you think you can escape from here? My master has already set up a lot of killing traps. You will die here today!"

Li Qingyun stared at the other party coldly, the golden light of the purple-gold sword in his hand surged again, and he said in a deep voice:
"Your master is nothing but a coward who dares not show his face. Running dogs like you must all die today!"

The hunchback screamed and suddenly stabbed Li Qingyun with his tailbone at lightning speed, carrying a power that corroded the soul.

Li Qingyun formed seals with his hands, and the purple-gold sword made a deafening roar. A dazzling golden barrier blocked in front of him, shaking the tailbone back.

Then, he approached like the wind, and the primordial purple energy around him transformed into countless sword beams, heading straight for the hunchback's head.

The hunchbacked man was cut off by the blow before he could react. His head rolled to the ground, and his shriveled body twitched a few times on the ground before turning into a pool of rotten black water.

The remaining men in black robes lost their leader and their movements became chaotic. Li Qingyun took advantage of the situation and swung the long sword in his hand, killing them one by one.

After a while, the dungeon returned to silence, leaving only tattered clothes on the ground and a foul-smelling black mist.

[Killing the sixth-level spirit slave: gaining a total of 227,400 souls of Qi and blood].

[Remaining Qi and blood: 240,800 souls].

Li Qingyun put away his sword, glanced around coldly, and had some guesses in his mind about Pang Yu's methods.

He knew that Pang Yu might kill him here, but he still took the risk to come here, with the purpose of finding out the other party's background and strength.

Now it seems that the favored ones of the Faceless Immortal do indeed possess a group of extremely powerful martial arts. With so many sixth-level spirit slaves, coupled with the tacit cooperation among each other, they are enough to surround and kill two or three powerful men in the middle of the Tiangang List.

And this person must have other hidden cards.

It seems that it was a correct decision not to rush into the Grand Tutor's Mansion rashly, otherwise it would be very dangerous.

Li Qingyun muttered to himself, feeling somewhat curious about the origins of the "Faceless Immortal". He was able to provide so much help to Pang Yu by penetrating the barriers between the two worlds when the war between gods was going on so intensely.

This evil god is probably not a weakling among the gods, and may even have a very high status.

Thinking of this, Li Qingyun gathered his thoughts, scanned the surroundings with his eyes like a knife, confirmed that there were no more hidden dangers, and then strode into the depths of the dungeon.

Behind the iron gate, Li Yingji sat cross-legged. Although he was exhausted, he still maintained an upright posture.

He heard footsteps outside the door, was startled at first, then raised his head and caught a familiar figure in the dim light.

When he saw clearly that the person coming was Li Qingyun, his usually stern face suddenly trembled slightly, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"Master... is it you? I thought you were dead..."

His voice was trembling, with both surprise and deep excitement, as if years of hardships had suddenly melted away at this moment.

Li Qingyun stepped into the cell, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was filled with a familiar warmth:

"Don't think too much. I'm very lucky. I'm here to take you home now."

Li Yingqi's eyes turned red for a moment. He stood up suddenly, but he staggered because he had been imprisoned for a long time.

Li Qingyun stepped forward quickly and held his shoulders.

"Li Yingqi is so incompetent that he actually made his master risk his life to come here to rescue him."

Li Yingji's voice was filled with a bit of reproach, but more of it was a relief that was hard to conceal. "This is Pang Yu's territory, full of traps and tricks, and those terrible strong men. The master can get here...you..."

However, the next moment, he was surprised to find that the aura of the master in front of him was as unfathomable as the vast ocean. Under his calm face, he seemed to hide a terrifying strength like moving mountains and filling the sea. He was no longer the innate warrior of the fourth realm.

"Master, you... you are so strong!"

Li Qingyun patted his shoulder and smiled:
"Let's go, let's talk about it when we get back..."

The two men quickly cleaned up the mess in the dungeon. Li Qingyun took Li Yingji through the dark corridor and headed towards the exit of the dungeon.

Although there was still an eerie silence along the way, after the fierce battle just now, Pang Yu's killers were no longer a threat.

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(End of this chapter)