Huangxiu

Chapter 1257 Danger
Once it shrinks to this size, its shrinking rate slows down dramatically.

Chu Zhiyuan even felt that it might be impossible to completely destroy it in the end.

As it shrinks, it becomes purer and more resilient, and its resistance to the wondrously pure spiritual water increases.

Miao Jing Ling Shui felt strained and needed external assistance.

He felt powerless and unable to help.

He strolled along in the glow of the setting sun, his hands behind his back, his pace quickening, becoming faster and faster.

He suddenly stopped, lightly slapped his right palm with his left fist, and disappeared.

Inside the Imperial Ancestral Temple, a throwing knife was stuck in the beam of the main building in a small courtyard on the outskirts.

The throwing knife disappeared into the beam, leaving only a tiny, almost invisible mark.

It suddenly flashed.

The next moment, Chu Zhiyuan appeared in the main house of the small courtyard.

He disappeared, and the next moment he appeared behind the young man practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and lightly slapped the young man to the ground.

This young man was an inside agent for the Myriad Manifestations Sect.

With his shallow cultivation, he fainted without any reaction.

Chu Zhiyuan flicked his sleeve, causing it to slowly float into the room onto the bed.

He wiped his face, and his body quickly transformed into the appearance of that young man.

He used his super-sensory perception to see that he was exactly the same as the young man. Then he picked up the broom next to the courtyard gate, left the small courtyard, and came to the altar.

The altar was empty and deserted.

He strolled to the center of the altar and began to sweep slowly.

He appears diligent and unremarkable.

In his mind, the wondrous pure water became active and rapidly grew stronger.

It can simultaneously perceive both the inside and outside worlds with its super-sensory perception.

The black bead was rapidly shrinking, with the rate of change increasing more than tenfold.

The amount of the wondrous pure water was increasing rapidly.

An invisible aura was emanating from beneath the altar, seeping into his mind through his feet and into the pure, spiritual water.

With his progress over the past few days, Chu Zhiyuan's spirit grew stronger and his extrasensory perception enhanced, finally allowing him to see the situation below the altar clearly.

Below the altar are several crystal-clear stones, like crystal.

A faint aura emanated from within the stone, drifting out and seeping into his feet.

It penetrated his mind through his feet, merging with the wondrous pure water.

After absorbing these energies, the quantity of the magical pure water remains unchanged, but its quality rapidly improves, becoming increasingly clear and bright, like mercury.

As the quality improves, the power increases dramatically, and the black bead shrinks rapidly.

He lazily swung the broom, sweeping bit by bit, seemingly unhurried but extremely meticulous, not missing an inch of dust.

He slowly finished sweeping the altar, and the black bead in his mind had completely disappeared.

The clear, serene water, like autumn water, returned to calm, no longer absorbing the energy beneath its feet, and no longer growing stronger.

Chu Zhiyuan felt a pang of regret.

These black beads are so useless; they only lasted for a short while.

The longer it lasts, the stronger the magical water becomes.

He "saw" two old men slowly approaching, so he leisurely left the altar, carrying a broom back to the courtyard.

He stood the broom upright by the door, went inside, picked up the young man, put it back in its previous position, slapped him on the back, and then vanished.

The young man slowly woke up, blinked, looked somewhat confused, frowned, and continued practicing his boxing.

He thought he had been distracted and momentarily lost track of time, and didn't realize that time had passed.

Chu Zhiyuan had already returned to Huang Zhengyang's courtyard.

He strolled around with his hands behind his back, looking relaxed.

Having completely extinguished the pure black energy and eliminated any future troubles, I immediately felt relieved.

The pure black energy put immense pressure on him; its power was too great, and if anything went wrong, he would truly lose his life.

……

Footsteps sounded, and Huang Zhengyang strode in.

It was already deep into the night.

After Huang Zhengyang pushed open the door to the courtyard, he sat down heavily at the stone table: "Brother Chu, I've figured it out!"

Chu Zhiyuan leaned forward: "What is its origin?"

Huang Zhengyang said, "It is an ancient weapon called the Seven Kill Sword."

"Seven Kill Sword..." Chu Zhiyuan searched his mind, but had no memory of this sword.

At this moment, Chu Liezhao had already extracted Ji Qingyun's memories.

Ji Qingyun had no memory of the Seven Kill Sword.

This broken sword was passed down from the previous sect leader, who inherited it from the sect leader two generations ago.

The origin of this broken sword is not recorded within the Wanxiang Sect.

Ji Qingyun had also looked into it, but to no avail, so he didn't bother with it anymore.

Huang Zhengyang said, "It is said that this sword comes from outer space and is an object from beyond the heavens."

Chu Zhiyuan frowned: "How do you know it came from outer space?"

"This sword descended from the sky and instantly slew seven of the world's top masters, hence the name Seven Kills," Huang Zhengyang said. "The eighth master was the legendary Chu Feiyang, who also possessed a treasured sword. He unleashed his full power and broke the Seven Kills Sword."

"Chu Feiyang..." Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly: "The sword god of eight thousand years ago, invincible in the world, whose final fate is unknown, it is said that he ascended to heaven." "Yes, Chu Feiyang did ascend to heaven." Huang Zhengyang said: "This is certain, it's just that the court is deliberately keeping quiet and not allowing it to be leaked."

Chu Zhiyuan asked, "Then how did the Seven Kill Sword end up in the hands of the Myriad Manifestations Sect?"

Huang Zhengyang said, "Once it's cut in half, it's a useless sword, and nobody really cares about its whereabouts."

A divine sword is all about sharpness and spirituality; a broken sword is naturally not very sharp, and it has lost its spirituality.

A sword that has lost both its physical and spiritual properties is of little value, even if it came from outer space.

"This is good news," Chu Zhiyuan said. "So, other evil sects don't have such a thing, right?"

There can't be too many swords from beyond the heavens.

“Every evil sect has its own evil weapon to protect the sect.” Huang Zhengyang smiled. “However, none of them have such power. That’s an exception.”

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Congratulations!"

Huang Zhengyang breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled, "The evil artifacts used to suppress sects are often their idols, so the first step in destroying them is to destroy the idols."

"Then we just happened to be right by accident." Chu Zhiyuan laughed. "The first thing we did after breaking into the main altar was to destroy the statue of the Evil Lord. We destroyed the statue first and then dealt with the evil demons. We did not suffer any backlash."

“We know this too,” Huang Zhengyang said. “We are afraid that some evil sects are cunning and often hide this statue, making it impossible to guard against.”

Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly.

He has supernatural abilities, allowing him to locate all the evil lord statues in advance.

That was definitely a great deal.

“The evil sects are plotting against me,” Chu Zhiyuan said. “We can’t exactly bring the statue of the Evil Lord over here, can we?”

Huang Zhengyang shook his head: "The statue cannot be left the sect's main altar lightly... That must be a secret technique, a self-destructive technique used to assassinate you?"

"This won't work for me," Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

After mastering the second level of the Earthly Origin Technique, he rarely showed his face again.

You can simply move to your destination without having to walk along the main street.

Huang Zhengyang said, "Set a trap?"

"That's highly likely," Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside, and a clear voice called out, "Si Zheng, another statue of the Undying Evil Lord has appeared!"

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

Upon hearing this, his blood surged, and his intuition sent out a warning.

I hadn't had this sense of danger before.

"Come in!" Huang Zhengyang said.

A handsome young man pushed open the door, clasped his hands in a salute, and said in a deep voice, "Commander, a statue of the Undying Evil Lord has appeared outside Dongning City."

"Dongning City..." Huang Zhengyang thought for a moment, "Is it more than three hundred li away?"

"Yes."

Huang Zhengyang looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Noticing Chu Zhiyuan's serious expression, he asked, "Brother Chu, is something wrong?"

Chu Zhiyuan rubbed his temples: "I have a bad feeling."

Huang Zhengyang said, "This Undying Evil Lord is too powerful and difficult to deal with?"

"That's possible... but there could also be other dangers."

"Should we avoid this area for now?"

"...Let's go and see for ourselves first."

"That won't do!" Huang Zhengyang waved his hand: "Knowing it's dangerous, it's not appropriate. Let's hold off for now... I'll have someone investigate thoroughly!"

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "That would reduce our manpower. I'll go instead."

The handsome young man showed a grateful expression.

This shows that they would rather risk their own lives than lose the experts of the Demon Extermination Division.

Mr. Chu is indeed a compassionate person and a very good person.

At the same time, a thousand miles away, Zhu Lingyun, who was sitting cross-legged in a mountain cave, suddenly rose up and rushed towards Dongning City like a wisp of smoke.

Chu Zhiyuan was not worried about the Undying Evil Lord, as he was confident that the Undying Evil Lord did not pose such a strong threat.

He was worried that it might be a trap.

Was the Undying Evil Lord being used as bait to lure them into an ambush?

Since it's aimed at me, Zhu Lingyun can keep it a secret and hopefully find out the truth.

Once Zhu Lingyun passes away, Chu Liezhao, Leng Tieya, and even himself can go there at any time.

We'd like to see where the danger comes from.

“Brother Chu…” Huang Zhengyang said hurriedly.

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand: "Brother Huang, there's no need to say more... Where is the Undying Evil Lord?"

He looked at the handsome young man.

The handsome young man hurriedly replied, "It's on a mountaintop outside the city, far from the crowd."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Then I'll go back and prepare first, and we'll leave tomorrow morning."

At this time, Zhu Lingyun should have enough time to get there and find out what's going on.

"Sigh..." Huang Zhengyang shook his head helplessly: "Do we really have to go?"

Chu Zhiyuan laughed and said, "If I'm afraid of danger and dare not go, what's the point of me going down the mountain?"

With such an open and honest approach, why won't the imperial court send over its secret techniques?
(End of this chapter)