Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 324: Connecting All Worlds and Carrying Forward the Past (1/4)

At the edge of the Tongxuan world, the endlessly dark universe seemed to be violently torn apart by an invisible force, leaving deep cracks.

Five gigantic demon gods that were almost as powerful as the heavens and the earth were approaching slowly but actually very quickly. They each possessed astonishing power and their own unique majesty:

The huge black tortoise's carapace, as big as a mountain, is engraved with ancient symbols carved by time. Its dim eyes are like deep ancient wells, as if it can see through the laws governing the operation of all the destiny in the world.

Bifang has one foot and red wings, and its flaming feathers emit a blazing fire.

The nine tails of the snow-white fox swayed gracefully. Even though it was still a demon, it was still charming and alluring. Its posture was as agile as that of a young girl, or as that of a peerless and independent beauty.

Yinglong circled in the universe, its dragon body and wings shaking the heavens and the earth.

Xiangliu used his endless snake tide to lift himself up and crawl forward, with every scale glowing with a cold light.

However, when they tried to pass through the red light net rising from the interior of the Tongxuan Realm, an ancient cry seemed to ring out between heaven and earth, and the red light on the light net seemed to come alive, fluctuating, flickering, and burning in resistance.

Even the five seventh-rank demon saints retreated under the pressure of this magical power.

"What kind of formation is this? How could there be a formation in this world that can stop us?"

Xiang Liu has nine faces and a human head. His body is green in color. He usually coils himself up like a snake mountain. At this moment, he is blocked by the light of the law. His eyes flash with a cold light, and he is about to open his mouth to spit out the demon poison to break the red light net.

Xiangliu's poison is unique in the world. This demon saint has already traced back his own original blood to a very high level. When he was in the sixth level, he seized the opportunity to bite a human soul cultivator, poisoned him to death, and then dismembered and ate the body!
But just as the huge snake mountain was about to open its mouth to spit out poison, it was swept down by a huge gust of wind from above its head.

He ducked his head to avoid it, but when he looked up, he saw a blue dragon with strong wings. Yinglong, this dragon was at the forefront of the dragon clan in the heavens, and was a dragon clan warrior. Even the vicious Xiangliu demon saint was extremely afraid of him.

"what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? If you take this bite, will we have anything left?"

"Stop arguing, Xuanjia, what do you think?"

The Bifang with red wings and golden feet was flying high in the sky, like a god of fire with a sense of elegance and luxury. Its wings flapped, and countless flames entangled and intertwined, and it asked aloud.

The Black Turtle was the first among the five demon saints to discover the abnormality in the harvest of the Tongxuan World, but it was not good at escaping, and its reaction was still a step slow.

At this moment, a huge ochre-colored claw fell down and touched the blood-colored light net laid down by the Great Samsara Gangsha Hezhen Formation. Faintly, one seemed to be able to feel the wailing of countless souls.

"This is an extremely cruel magic formation. Just to activate it, nine human Yuanying cultivators must be sacrificed, and their Qi must be connected to the power of the Yin Realm for many lifetimes. If one wants to break it by force, nine out of ten of the billions of sentient beings below the Yuanying stage in the formation will have their blood and souls drained away and die in an instant."

Although the giant black turtle's claws pressed on the light net and were burned, the black turtle's skin was tough and thick, and there seemed to be golden hexagrams slowly turning in its dim eyes, and it retracted its claws not long after.

The wound on the claws was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the entire formation had already been discovered.

"In other words, even if we break the formation, we still won't be able to collect the All-Spirit Blood Pearl?" Bifang's childish voice came from the flames in the sky.

"That's right. We were one step behind in this game. I didn't expect that in the past thousand years, many heroes would be born in this world. They are different from the human cultivators who escaped from this world alone or with a few people in the past. They won a move against us."

The Black Armor Demon Saint replied.

"hateful!"

The ball of fire in the sky suddenly became more intense and was about to fall down.

The entire Tongxuan world must be burned to ashes and all living creatures in it must be killed. Even if the All-Spirit Blood Pearl cannot be obtained, the insects in this world cannot be allowed to benefit from it.

However, a ray of ochre-colored light blocked the flames from falling.

"Xuan Jia, why are you stopping me?"

The demon saint Bifang was furious and his temper was as raging as fire.

“Just because we can’t collect the All-Spirit Blood Pearl this time doesn’t mean we can’t collect it next time. The power of the Yin Realm of the Past Generations can only last for a thousand years at most. After a thousand years, we will join forces to harvest this world again and refine the earth, water, fire and wind again. The harvest we get may be much better than the harvest once every thousand years.

If you burn them all now, not only this time, but also the next harvest will be greatly affected, so of course I have to stop you."

"Damn it, damn it! The teacher is about to give a sermon. How can I meet the teacher without the All-Spirits Blood Pearl?"

The Bifang was still unwilling to give up, and the Samadhi True Fire in its body became even more intense, almost burning the ochre-colored mysterious light.

"Teachers, there is no need to use the All-Spirit Blood Pearl to trace back the origin of blood and improve magic power. The All-Spirit Blood Pearl is only given to disciples. We went to listen to the lecture this time and found a few gifts that are slightly inferior to the pearl. I think the two teachers will not blame us. The only thing I am worried about is that the human race is full of spirituality but has a short lifespan. After another thousand years, I hope that this world will not have any strange things that will bother the two teachers."

The white fox Kyuubi, who had been silent until now, spoke.

"How is it possible? Those weak humans can only use such despicable and disgusting methods to protect themselves. After a thousand years, I will burn them all to death!" Bifang shouted angrily.

"After a thousand years, once this blood formation is broken, the five of us working together will be able to wipe out this world without fail."

The black tortoise closed its eyes and remained silent for a moment. Then it moved through the air and turned away, uttering words that sounded like a fatalistic prophecy.

A thousand years is a wonderful life for a Jindan Zhenren who travels all over the world. Even if a Zhenren cultivator takes elixirs to prolong his life, it is difficult for him to live more than a thousand years.

However, it is not enough for Nascent Soul cultivators and sixth-rank demon kings. The human cultivators' initial cultivation speed is much faster than that of the demons, but after being promoted to the Nascent Soul realm, the cultivation speeds of both sides are greatly shortened. The sixth-rank demon king even transformed his transverse bone into a human body, and his cultivation speed is not inferior to that of the human cultivators. He also possesses various supernatural powers through bloodline secrets.

But in terms of overall spiritual enlightenment, the human race is the most intelligent of all living things, and is favored by luck. After thousands of years of cultivation, what the human cultivators have gained from their cultivation is not necessarily inferior to that of the demon cultivators.

……

Above the sky in the Tongxuan Realm, strong winds were blowing, dark clouds were covering the sky, and lightning and thunder were flashing.

Lu Chengyu used the sixth-order reincarnation flag and the Netherworld Sword to perform escape techniques like a meteor. He stood side by side with his third uncle Mie Hongzi, the cold female priest, and stared at the nine-headed demon bird ghost chariot that was like a dark cloud pressing down on the sky below.

The demon king's aura was overbearing and violent, and his nine heads roared together, causing the sky and earth within a hundred miles to lose their color, as if they were going to tear the sky apart.

This place is no longer the city in Middle-earth.

The two sides fought and retreated, and at this time they had moved to the desolate mountains.

Although they were prepared to suffer sufficient casualties, it would be best if no lives were lost. Lu Cheng and Mie Hongzi attacked more fiercely and decisively, without any scruples.

In the ever-changing battle between the two sides, sword lights were like waterfalls, magic spells were like tides, and Lu Cheng was waving the Samsara Banner. The spiritual light flowed on the banner, time and space were reversed, and countless overlapping phantoms were created.

Unfortunately, the Demon King Guicha has nine heads and is born with strong spiritual awareness and is proficient in illusion. Otherwise, the effect of the Wheel of Reincarnation Banner would not be just a restraint.

Lu Cheng controlled the Netherworld Sword and his Third Uncle used their magical sword powers at the same time. Sharp rays flashed and intertwined. The Nine-Headed Demon Bird Ghost Chariot was not only proficient in illusion. After being hit by Lu Cheng's sword, and after Mie Hongzi broke his inner demon illusion, this demon king began to use more solid fighting methods. Even though he was injured by poison, he still caused great trouble to the two.

A black evil wind swept through with a howling sound, and within it was hidden the sharp edge of a dark feather sword.

The nine-headed demon bird ghost chariot roared continuously, and each head released terrifying magic power. The surrounding air was squeezed to make a huge roar. The surrounding mountains were tottering under the spread of its magic power, and the earth collapsed and cracked, as if it was about to sink into a bottomless abyss.

Its nine gazes were extremely ferocious and crazy, and every time they swept across, it would make people's inner demons grow and almost lose themselves.

Mie Hongzi's sword heart is as hard as iron, and he is almost immune to illusions. Lu Cheng's expression remains unchanged, his mind is clear, and he raises the Samsara Banner, which has multiple shadows, seemingly real and illusory, cutting through all illusions.

Amid the endless sword lights and Dharma flowers of both sides, the two men gradually suppressed the arrogance of the demon king with an attitude as still as a mountain.

Yun Huang'er was guarding the unconscious Shi Sheng, looking at the magic sword that had sucked millions of blood in amazement. In Lu Zhenjun's hand, the sword light was all over the sky. It could be said that the sword energy was so strong that it spanned 30,000 miles and covered the sky and the earth.

“My mother and master have both told me that the plan of eight landscapes, three heroes and two clouds is to gather the luck of the world. It seems ingenious, but it is actually full of dangers and difficulties. It’s just that a sword cultivator should face the difficulties and break the calamity with the sword. At the most critical moment, the two of them will also take action to help me escape.

Now it seems that Master Lu's Taoism is even better than Master Baguan Wujie. The magic sword that devoured millions of blood was born, but it devoured the beast tide monsters that invaded this world. This action will not only not incur Taoism and heavenly punishment, but may even be considered a merit. This Master Lu is really good at tactics and calculations!"

At this moment, in the Middle-earth region, a ray of blood suddenly shot up into the sky and walked into the sky.

Soon after, the entire earth fell into an endless and strange illusion, and a gloomy and evil atmosphere filled the air, everywhere.

At this time, it was the time when the Eight-View Qingxuan True Lord returned to heaven, and the blood, spirit and energy of the nine Yuanying True Lords were sufficient, and the Great Samsara Gangsha Hezhen Formation was immediately activated.

This world has been slaughtered by the demon god for countless years. At this moment, the power of the underworld is fully utilized, coordinating with the operation of the heart of this world. The power of the entire formation has been increased to a terrifying level that can change the world and reverse destiny.

The blood-colored net was connected to each other, spreading across the sky and covering the world in a very short time.

"No! How could that be?"

The nine-headed demon bird ghost chariot was originally besieged by the elders of Cangjian Palace Jianli and Miehongzi, the elder of Guanghan Palace Wei Shanze and a group of elite monks from various sects, and was also poisoned by someone else.

Although the power of the Tongxuan world is limited, each of these demon-slaying operations has been painstakingly and repeatedly deduced by the group of Taoists in the Eight Landscapes. They have already used all the power of the Tongxuan world to the extreme. If it weren't for the magic in Elder Jianli's heart, the Ghost Chariot would have almost been killed by this lineup.

Later, it escaped and swallowed the blood river to restore its vitality. The ultimate goal of the fierce battle at this time is to wait for the end of the catastrophe, when the Demon Saint will be born and re-refine the earth, water, fire and wind of this world to gather the blood beads of all spirits. At that time, it will naturally escape the catastrophe.

But at this moment, although the demon race's attainments in the hundred arts of cultivation were far inferior to those of the human race, Gui Che could also see that the human cultivators' protective formation had been successfully laid, and the demon saints had not made any move to stop it. This made Gui Che's heart tremble and waver.

"good chance!"

Realizing this, Lu Cheng threw the Samsara Banner in his hand. This sixth-level magic treasure flew into the air, transformed into a Tai Chi formation diagram, and slowly fell down from a high altitude. There seemed to be endless illusions in it, all kinds of human life, bright lights, and psychedelic scenes, which led people straight to the deepest fear in their hearts:
Finally, with a long roar, Lu Chengyu used all his strength to slash with the sword, and the Nether Sword turned into a dazzling sword light, piercing through the body of the nine-headed demon bird ghost car. The demon king screamed, his nine heads fell down, and his soul dissipated between heaven and earth.

The tranquility of victory descended, the clouds in the sky cleared, the sun shone, and all living beings escaped the disaster.

Even though Guiche was an expert in illusion, the moment his mind was shaken, he was restrained by the illusion magic weapon and his mind entered this state for a moment.

It was most afraid of death at this moment, so it saw this kind of illusion.

Because of seeing this illusion, the development of the real world is also constantly moving closer to the illusion.

Lu Chengyu used all his strength to slash with the sword, and the Netherworld Sword turned into a thin sword thread, swirling around the body, almost splitting the Ghost Chariot in half.

But at this moment, a small shield flew out from the ghost car, spreading spiritual light and blocking the sword light that Lu Cheng was refining into a thread.

stab.

With a loud bang, the small shield was instantly split in half.

But the remaining sword force was far from enough to kill the demon king with a strong body. Faced with life and death, Ghost Chariot suddenly woke up from the illusion and madly spread its own magic black wind. The trapped beast fought to the death and struggled desperately.

"Huh. As a magic weapon used by the demon race to protect the human cultivators, do you still have any dignity?"

Lu Cheng failed to kill with his sword, and was somewhat dissatisfied, so he transmitted the message.

"Quack, don't think I can't see. You secretly refined the blood essence of my tribe's great demon saint, refined your body, and transformed yourself into a soaring star. So what's wrong with me refining a few human magic weapons?"

At this moment, suddenly a green and a red sword light came from both sides. The sword power and speed were both impressive, and they instantly cut off the two heads of the Ghost Chariot.

Lu Cheng looked over and saw that his third uncle Mie Hongzi, whose magic power could no longer keep up, and the female cultivator named Yun Huang'er, each holding a sixth-level sword talisman, launched such an attack.

The Ghost Infant and Nascent Soul have the weakest magical powers among the cultivators of the same realm. It is already extremely powerful that Mie Hongzi has been able to hold on to this point. He must have activated various secret methods and swallowed various elixirs regardless of the elixir poison to force his potential.

At this moment, he even vomited blood from his mouth, activating the power of the sixth-level sword talisman, and was so ferocious and cruel that he would fight to the death.

As for Yun Huang'er, Jindan Zhenren already has the ability to activate the sixth-level sword talisman as long as she chants the mantra for enough time. She was born in the Xiantian school and has practiced internal skills well, so at this time it is even easier for her than Mie Hongzi.

"The first ancestor of our clan, Fuxi, had a human head and a dragon body. The holy ancestor of our clan, Nuwa, had a human head and a snake body. It can be seen that God gave all things to man. I take them myself. Why not?"

"One word or two can reveal the mysteries, so why would one need thousands of books on alchemy? If a person is not burdened by his physical form, then the Great Luo Heaven will be before his eyes!"

This Taoist proverb did not originally mean this, but when Lu Cheng uttered this poem at this moment, it fully expressed the essence of the Taoist practice in the Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Palace in the past. Through Taoist practice, one can achieve the state of spiritually abandoning all acquired rules and abandoning saints and wisdom.

However, nowadays, both Huang Longzi and Lu Cheng have broken through the barriers, surpassed the realm of the founder of the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation, and walked their own paths.

Relying on the sword-fighting skill of combining man and sword, Lu Cheng channeled the surging magic power of the Netherworld Sword into his own body, and then he made hand gestures to cast a spell and delivered five consecutive punches.

Boom boom boom boom. The five-colored fist peaks of green, red, white, yellow, and black fell down, directly hitting the seriously injured nine-headed demon bird ghost chariot, causing five of them to explode and break bones and tendons.

"... Stop fighting, stop fighting. Your power is unrivaled in the world. I am willing to bow down to you and be your disciple. I will be a spirit beast guarding the mountain gate and will listen to your teachings."

There are nine heads in total, and seven of them have been killed now. Moreover, the two sword lights and talismans are still hovering nearby. Under the fear of life and death, this monster has given up all its dignity and begged Lu Cheng for mercy.

In its opinion, although Lu Cheng had great magical powers and high level of Taoism, he was actually only at the peak level of Golden Core True Person. In the future, when it would be under his tutelage and recover from its injuries, it might be able to find an opportunity to swallow him and regain its freedom.

Anyway, it's better than dying here today.

However, the Nine-Headed Ghost Chariot never expected that as soon as it uttered these words, Lu Cheng shook his sleeves and released a dark golden light.

An ancient giant cauldron of cyan and gold color emerged, as huge as the sky and the earth, covering the sky with dark golden light and encircling it.

"No, no, this is...what is this?"

"Roar……"

The sixth-order monster struggled with all its might, but under the layers of dark golden light that covered and enveloped it, its body slowly shrank uncontrollably, and then, little by little, it was swallowed up by the slowly rotating ancient giant cauldron.

"call."

Lu Cheng took a breath and immediately turned around and pressed his palm on the back of his third uncle Mie Hongzi, transferring his powerful magic power to him. No matter what, he wanted to maintain Mie Hongzi's Nascent Soul and prevent it from disintegrating.

The collapse of the Nascent Soul at this level is not as simple as a drop in realm.

"In any case, the Great Samsara Gangsha Hezhen Formation has been established, and this battle has come to an end."

Lu Cheng looked up at the blood net that enveloped this world. It was made from the blood and souls of countless creatures in this world, whether they were cultivators or mortals.

"Junior Yun Huang'er of Xiantian Sect greets Master Lu."

Yun Huang'er came up to Lu Cheng and bowed politely, being extremely respectful.

It was not only because of the identity and seniority of the person in front of her, but also because Yun Huang'er majored in swordsmanship and Qi training. She could sense what level this senior in front of her had reached in these two aspects.

He can use all kinds of sword skills effortlessly, and his five elements of Qigong are earth-shaking. If he can reach this level in one of his practice throughout his life, it can almost be said that his life is not in vain.

"No need to be so polite. Master Gu was good friends with Master Chi and he is also my predecessor." Lu Cheng helped Yun Huang'er up and looked at Shi Sheng who was unconscious beside him without saying much.

The Netherworld Sword has been completed, but Shi Sheng's luck has not yet run out. If he reveals it now, it will instead cut off his chances of success.

"Now that we have settled the matter here, let's go back to the Changle Palace in the Middle-earth together. Madam Cangjian and Gu Zhenjun are also likely to be there."

"Disciple, obey."

The three of them were all in a state of disarray and their magic power was greatly reduced, so Lu Cheng summoned a flying chariot, and the three of them rode on the chariot and flew towards the Middle-earth.

Magical weapons like the Flowing Cloud Flying Car can fly on their own as long as you fill in spirit stones to set the direction, or you can inject your own magic power to fly, which is extremely convenient.

The three of them were meditating and catching their breath while they were flying in the car, but during this process, Lu Cheng could still faintly sense the demonic aura rising from below.

Although the protective formation has been set up, it is impossible to directly expel the monsters and beast tides that were brought into this world by the Demon King.

Although a situation of closing the door and beating the dog was formed, there were too many monsters, and it was unknown how many monks and mortals would die in the process of hunting.

"Those demon kings may still find a way to escape from this world. The demons below the demon king level will only gradually assimilate in this world."

...

Between the clouds in the sky, the silver flying car flashed.

Taoist Lu Cheng, Mie Hongzi and Yun Huang'er, three cultivators, sat in the speeding car, each meditating with their eyes closed and regulating their breathing.

It is said to be a flying car for transportation, but in fact it is almost the same as a small palace. It is extremely spacious inside, with space Taoist spiritual materials refined in it.

The Netherworld Sword was placed horizontally on Lu Cheng's knees. A faint blue light was emanating from the sword, which echoed with his aura. Through the method of transferring the Qi between man and sword, Lu Cheng's magic power recovered extremely quickly.

At the same time, Lu Cheng also learned about the experiences of Youming and Shisheng during this period.

"Master, why don't you feed me the blood of that big monster? It is full of evil spirits, and I'm afraid it is not easy to tame because of its heavy sins of killing."

"For us, the war with the demon gods from outside the realm has only come to a temporary end. If I can capture a live person, I can also ask more about the inside story of those demon gods from outside the realm. As for your blood feed, don't worry. I will let you and Shi Sheng go down the mountain after some time. The killing disasters between heaven and earth will be enough to satisfy you."

“Hehehe, thank you for your understanding, Master. I am a sword demon, and I must drink blood to increase my Taoism and magic power.”

"You must also remember that the sword must be held in a human's hand. If you want to truly transform from a demon to a human, self-control is the right foundation for your cultivation."

"...Thank you for your teachings, Master."

In front of Lu Cheng, although Youming was unruly, he eventually listened to what was said.

On the other side, the two female priests, Mie Hongzi and Yun Huang'er, had their auras floating around, and they were making hand gestures with their hands, with an air of transcendence between their brows.

On the other hand, Shisheng in the corner was sleeping like a dead dog.

The flying car shuttled through the sea of ​​clouds, sometimes rushing into the clouds, sometimes passing over the river. Inside the flying car, as the three people breathed in and out, the vitality of heaven and earth was like a surging tide, quickly returning to the dantian. With every breath, they seemed to be able to feel the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathering.

Suddenly, Lu Cheng frowned slightly. A subtle spatial fluctuation came from afar, and the Netherworld Sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if sensing something.

Immediately afterwards, the Liuyun Flying Car began to shake violently.

Mie Hongzi and Yun Huang'er suddenly opened their eyes, with alertness and suspicion in their eyes. Both of them had not recovered much magic power at this time, and it would be difficult to cope with if they encountered danger again. But they saw Taoist Lu Cheng gently shook his head, indicating that there was no need to panic.

At this moment, a huge wave of vital energy rushed over. Lu Cheng sensed it and suddenly flew out of the car. With one sword, he cut the wave of energy spreading in front of him into two.

The howling gale swept past both sides of the flying car.

Lu Cheng concentrated his magical power of Dharma Eyes, and in an instant, he saw that a black-robed boy was being besieged by a group of monks who were using all kinds of magic weapons, flying swords and talismans thousands of miles away.

The boy in the black Taoist robe had a sturdy build, and although he looked simple and honest, he also had a bit of cleverness. However, there was a bit of viciousness and cunningness in the depths of his eyes.

"Innate Soul-Captivating Divine Light? Heavenly Demon Boy? Heavenly Demon Cult Leader! I see."

Thousands of miles away, Lu Cheng could recognize both parties in the fight. One of them was Yang Tianshu, the current master of the Heavenly Demon Palace of Dongyang Orthodox Sect.

The Dongyang Orthodox Church has been the leader of the demonic sect in this world for a thousand years. Even when the cultivators in this world gradually learned about the demon gods from outside the world, Huang Longzi, Lu Cheng and others believed that the Dongyang Orthodox Church had a certain ability to avoid the calamity of the demon gods destroying the world, unlike other sects.

Later, as their vision and knowledge grew, Huang Longzi and Lu Cheng gradually realized that they were magical creatures who created the world.

The Heavenly Demon Palace itself was an extremely rare space-type magic treasure. It had been refined for who knows how many years, but it actually developed its own spirituality and began to take itself as the master, refining the demon monks in reverse.

As a result, it created the first demon country in the East. Within the magic domain of the Heavenly Demon Palace, this magic treasure can change the world and make it much easier for the cultivators in the Demon Palace to practice alchemy than those outside. However, they will never be able to escape from the Heavenly Demon Palace. Once they leave, their luck will quickly run out, and they will either die or be injured.

Now it seems that all the souls and spirits of all the cultivators who have passed away in the Demon Palace over the past thousand years have been swallowed up by this treasure. They will not even have the illusory chance of reincarnation. This is truly the style of the devil: if they gain one point, they will inevitably have to spit out ten points in the future.

Lu Cheng has a treasure in his hand that is very similar to the Heavenly Demon Palace, which is the Heavenly Buddha Sect's treasure, the Golden Boat for Delivering Evil. This Buddhist treasure also has a 1% chance of generating spirituality.

"It seems that Yang Tianshu was unwilling to accept the fate of his soul being devoured by the magic treasure after his death. He took advantage of this great catastrophe to contact the elders to fight back. He almost succeeded, but this demon boy has been cultivating for thousands of years and is not so easy to subdue."

Lu Cheng watched from a distance for a while, then returned to the Liuyun flying car and no longer paid attention to this matter. Although a treasure that gave birth to spirituality was good, it was difficult to subdue it. At this stage, he already had the Netherworld Sword, and there were many more important things than coveting a magic treasure.

"A thousand years of peace has also opened up channels of communication with other realms and worlds. For me, the most important thing now is to complete the last level of the Five Elements Transformation and advance to the Nascent Soul stage. A thousand years have passed without any care."

The Tongxuan Realm is not very big for Nascent Soul cultivators. The area above the ninth level of this realm is not open to the creatures of this world by the demon gods from outside the realm, and is suppressed by the Four-Directional Demon Formation.

The Liuyun flying carriage arrived at the Changle Palace of the Tang Dynasty in the Central Plains.

Just as Lu Cheng had expected, Madam Cangjian, Gu Taixu of the Xiantian School, Chi Shenzi, Huang Longzi, and the Three Immortals of the East China Sea have all completed their missions and returned here with either victory or defeat.

It’s just that the atmosphere at the scene was somewhat unusually heavy.

Lu Cheng was not surprised by this. In war, there will always be casualties, so it was normal for the atmosphere to be heavy.

Until Lu Cheng saw Gu Qinghong on the altar, wearing an apricot-yellow Bagua robe, a yellow cloud scarf on his forehead, and a split-light sword hanging from his waist.

This female cultivator, trying her best to maintain the dignity of a descendant of the Eight Views, responded to the courtesy of every fellow Taoist.

"My dear, True Lord Qingxuan has returned to heaven to activate the great formation."

Xiao Yuhong transmitted the message to Lu Cheng through her spiritual consciousness, and even Lu Cheng was stunned by the news.

Before my eyes, I could not help but recall the old Taoist priest with a pure and elegant demeanor, who advised me:
"...My young friend has a strong character. In the future, you must not let your momentary impulse ruin your path." said the senior cultivator.

"He is at the back. He is obviously the safest person and the least likely to die." Lu Cheng thought for a while and finally let out a long sigh.

"With Qingxuan Zhenjun and Qinghong Fairy, the Eight Scenic Spots should have prospered for three thousand years. Do you have any objections?"

When most of the high-level cultivators in this world had arrived, Huang Longzi stood up and spoke loudly.

It was obvious that this Taoist had been thinking about these words over and over again for a long time, and now he stood up and spoke them with great force.

"good."

"As it should be."

"It is only for the merit of Qingxuan Zhenjun today that anyone who dares to destroy the Eight Spectrum Taoist Sect will be attacked by the whole world. If you violate this oath, you will be forsaken by heaven!"

All the True Lords present here are the elite cultivators of the Tongxuan Realm. Three thousand years later, there will probably be quite a few of them still alive. With their promises, the Eight Views will surely prosper in the future as long as they do not cause the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people.

"Junior, on behalf of my master, I would like to thank all the elders for their kindness. In the future, I will definitely follow the school's rules and live up to the master's kindness."

Gu Qinghong's pretty face turned pale, but she still returned the greetings to the True Lords present one by one.

When he arrived at Lu Cheng, he bowed deeply, and Lu Cheng also returned the greeting solemnly with his hands clasped together.

In fact, many people did not fight with their best in this battle. There were those like Third Uncle Mie Hongzi, who had a strong character and would never retreat after striking out with his sword. Naturally, there were also many who saw that the situation was not going well and were unwilling to fight to the death with the Demon King and so retreated.

If it weren't for these people, True Lord Qingxuan wouldn't have to die. But even if it was these people, they would definitely remember True Lord Qingxuan's favor at this time.

Because according to what the alchemy maniac Huo Xiu said, if True Lord Qingxuan had not risked his life to set up the great formation, the great calamity of the demon gods would have come completely and destroyed this world, and at that time they would have little chance of survival.

All the monks present saw Master Qingxuan off for the last time.

The disciples surrounded him, the monks supported the coffin, and sang sad songs incessantly.

But after this, the world still had to continue to change. In the past few days, the disciples of the Western Demon Cult sent news to Lu Cheng:

"The current Heavenly Demon Palace Master Yang Tianshu and several Heavenly Demon Palace elders are hiding in the Great Dark Sky in the north. Their lives or deaths are unknown."

"I already know. Let's go down."

After hearing this, Lu Cheng nodded and waved his hand, asking his eldest disciple Situ Hua to retreat.

There are so many possibilities in this matter that it is difficult to judge at the moment.

(End of this chapter)