Building a sect from scratch.

Chapter 250 The Small World of Cave Heaven

A figure materialized above the head of the Immortal Siyang; it was somewhat illusory, yet clearly visible.

"The Supreme God Taiyi!"

Many disciples of the Ziwei Sect were very excited, after all, they had worshipped for so many years but had never seen the incarnation of the Supreme God Taiyi!

The figure was enormous, wearing a golden crown of peacock feathers, holding a jeweled sword, and dressed in a wide robe with long sleeves. Its face was dignified, but its expression seemed somewhat angry.

After the incarnation of the Supreme God Taiyi was fully revealed, the disciples of the Ziwei Sect who had not participated in driving away the players all bowed and prostrated themselves, expressing their respect.

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse. This time, even Jiao Xueling, who had always blindly trusted the Taiyin Sect, became anxious. She said in disbelief, "They! How dare they be so disrespectful to the Supreme God Taiyi!?"

Even the usually optimistic Lü Wenyuan and Chaoyan changed their expressions, which was quite unusual.

At this moment, it was Wei who calmly comforted the group: "There's no need to panic. Forcing a deity to descend like this is just that old scoundrel Si Yang manipulating the external avatar of the Supreme God Taiyi. Even with all his skills, he can only unleash a fraction of them. Besides, now that the Supreme God Taiyi has entered the arena, the Supreme God Taiyin should also be able to send an avatar to restrain him to some extent!"

After hearing Kui Congrong's words, the group calmed down and felt somewhat relieved.

Indeed, divine intervention is indeed awe-inspiring, but most of the time, those who reveal their trump cards first are those who have nothing left to play. The Ziwei Sect has the Supreme God Taiyi, and the Taiyin Sect has the Goddess Taiyin!

If Fang Xianyu knew what these traitors were thinking, he would probably laugh out loud—there is no such thing as the Goddess of the Moon; she's just a charlatan.

However, the fact that Immortal Siyang forcibly summoned the gods was indeed far beyond her expectations.

The reason she initially dared to consider destroying the Ziwei Sect was because she knew that the Supreme God Taiyi would not care about such matters. The deaths of True Man Pinglin, the seclusion of Golden Immortal Changyi for healing, and the departure of Immortal Wantong all coincided with the time when the Ziwei Sect's high-level combat power was at its weakest. Taking advantage of their weakness to kill them was Fang Xianyu's initial plan.

But she never expected that this old scoundrel Si Yang would actually dare to risk offending the Supreme God Taiyi in order to forcibly invite the god!
Even if he defeats me by using the incarnation of the Supreme God Taiyi, he will definitely suffer the Supreme God Taiyi's revenge afterwards!
However, this situation is not without a solution...

Just as the avatar of the Supreme God Taiyi glared angrily at Fang Xianyu and raised his hand, Fang Xianyu suddenly smiled and whispered in a voice almost inaudible:

"found it."

……

Dozens of miles away, on a small hilltop unnoticed by anyone, there was a lush forest. Within the forest stood a stone tablet, and the area within a radius of several hundred meters around the tablet was a forbidden zone of Siyang Peak, where no one dared to venture.

However, at this time, almost all the disciples of the Taiyi Ziwei Sect were on the battlefield, and only one cultivator with the cultivation level of Golden Core was guarding the forbidden area.

From this perspective, the disciples of the Taiyi Ziwei Sect are not entirely without intelligence. When summoned by Si Yang and Si Yin, they did not all go out empty-handed. Instead, they left one or two guards at key positions to maintain necessary vigilance.

If it were disciples of the Taiyin Sect who infiltrated, given the players' laughably low cultivation levels and unreliable abilities, they probably wouldn't even be able to reach the edge of this forbidden area.

But what infiltrated was a puppet clone of Fang Xianyu that had been enlightened to the Golden Core stage—Elder Zhang Can, whom the players claimed was always elusive in the Taiyin Sect!
After carefully creating an illusion with water mist to trap the disciple on duty, Fang Xianyu, disguised as Zhang Can, swaggered into the forbidden area.

The dusty stone tablet in the forbidden area is the entrance to the small world where the Immortal Siyang hides his true physical form!

Perhaps because it was located in the extremely safe Taiyi Ziwei Sect's lair, protected by a mountain-guarding array and guarded by disciples, the entrance was free of any traps or illusions. Zhang Can easily opened the gate to the small world.

Behind the distorted light curtain was a gray, rocky landscape that looked somewhat oppressive. Before Si Yang Xianren could react to the opening of the entrance, Zhang Can stepped inside.

This hidden world was much stranger than he had imagined.

A gray, gloomy sky met his eyes, and before him lay a peaceful and tranquil village. Men tilled the fields, women wove, and the atmosphere was serene; everyone seemed relaxed and carefree. But before he could get a closer look, a furious shout echoed from the depths of the mountains—

"Who is coming!"

Zhang Can looked up and saw a huge figure appear on the distant mountain peak. It was the appearance of the Immortal Si Yang, but his expression was even more gloomy and terrifying than when he had just seen him at the scene.

"The gods are angry!"

"Gods, please calm your anger! Gods, please calm your anger!"

The villagers all knelt down and prostrated themselves in worship, but although they sounded anxious, they were not afraid.

Si Yang Immortal's primordial spirit had not yet returned to his body, and his physical body was unaware of the events unfolding outside. He assumed Zhang Can was a disciple of the Ziwei Sect who had mistakenly entered the cave, and sternly demanded, "Whose disciple are you? How dare you trespass into my cave?!"

Zhang Can smiled and said, "I am not a disciple of the Taiyi Ziwei Sect."

Si Yang Immortal's eyes widened, and several bolts of heavenly lightning suddenly struck down towards where Zhang Can was.

Zhang Can shrunk the earth to an inch, casually took a few steps, and covered dozens of feet, dodging the bolts of heavenly lightning.

As he dodged, he sneered, "What, unable to attain godhood in the Realm of Return to Nothingness, you're just hiding in your small cave world, becoming a god of these mud bricks?"

"How dare you disrespect the gods!"

"kill him!"

"Kill him quickly!"

Tear his mouth apart!

"Use his skull as a ritual object to worship the gods!"

As soon as Zhang Can finished speaking, the villagers who had been kneeling in the direction of the immortal Si Yang glared at him angrily. Then, they shouted excitedly, grabbed iron hoes, and carried plows on their shoulders, rushing over as if they were ready to fight him to the death.

Zhang Can remained calm and casually scattered a handful of grass seeds on the ground.

The grass seeds grew rapidly in the wind, quickly trapping the villagers who rushed over in the grass. The grass leaves wrapped around their legs and feet, yet they could not be cut down no matter how hard they tried.

"Foolish child! Foolish child! What's the point of holding onto this obsession!"

Zhang Can chanted something, shook his head slightly, and slapped several talismans at the crowd. Then, the villagers seemed to lose their lives, their expressions becoming stiff and blank. Within moments, everyone's flesh and limbs turned into mud, their features indistinguishable.

The wild grass was still growing and twining, binding the clay brick to pieces, shattering it into pieces.

Zhang Can made a wind incantation with his hands and blew it over. Whether it was broken or still in shape, all the yellow clay was blown away and scattered all over the ground.

Upon closer inspection, these villagers were not clay figures at all, but skeletons that had been dead for countless years. The traces of their souls had long since vanished, and there was not even a trace of yin energy or evil spirit left.

(End of this chapter)