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Chapter 269 Encirclement!

Although Ji You did not know the specific methods and cultivation techniques of the evil transformation, after a long period of pursuit, he discovered that even if the Bu family members transformed into similar appearances, there should still be differences between them.

The difference lies in physical strength, combat power, and level of mental clarity.

Bu Zun was of the same generation as Bu Qirong, but his combat strength was only comparable to that of his two nephews, Bu Yao and Bu Sheng.

As for the older one, it was entirely a gift.

As Ji You leaped forward, her clothes fluttered, and with a flick of her wrist, her iron sword trembled continuously, its sword energy soaring straight to the heavens.

With a rapid slash, the blade sliced ​​through the air, creating ripples and causing the air to explode repeatedly...

Bu Zun's eyes were wide open in fury.

Actually, when the sword fell earlier, Bu Zun was not too frightened, but after that "clang" sound, he realized that his soul was about to be cut out of his body.

In a hazy vision, he seemed to see his kind grandfather.

As the sword struck, he actually saw his great-grandfather.

In the last second before his consciousness was annihilated by the sword energy, Bu Zun was extremely angry and frustrated.

When they first obtained the opportunity to become immortals, they had been holding back and had not dared to make a move in order to avoid being coveted by the immortal sects, but in their hearts they were already eager for it.

Just like when Bu Yao and Bu Sheng went to the Heavenly Dao Society to watch the battle, they saw everyone as trash and wished they could take action themselves.

This restraint has continued until today, and now that the calamity of annihilation is imminent, he actually harbors a fierce killing intent that wants to strike.

He even hoped to encounter disciples of the Immortal Sect on his escape route, so that he could tear them apart.

More than sixty years ago, he had also been jealous of those who were able to enter the Immortal Sect to cultivate.

Therefore, killing these prodigies would be a joyful thing for him, allowing him to release all his pent-up emotions.

This is not a mindset unique to him; in fact, many scions of lesser-known aristocratic families have this impulse to "intend to rebel."

This mentality stems from long-term repression, especially among the Bu family members whose strength greatly increased after obtaining the immortal destiny.

But the truth is, when he actually encountered it, he became unhappy again.

Bu Zun had never met Ji You. In his final moments, looking at the imposing man, he could only utter the word "monster" from his bleeding mouth.

They were the real monsters, having mutated into evil beings; even Bu Zun himself thought so.

But it wasn't until he saw this young swordsman that he realized who the real monster was.

boom……

boom!
The heavy sword energy pierced through Bu Zun's neck and fell with undiminished force, instantly cutting a gash in the flowing river.

Amidst the spraying water, Ji Youpeng landed on the riverbank with a thud, his chest rising and falling slightly as he breathed softly.

After killing Bu Zun, almost all of the Bu family members were gone, leaving only Bu Qirong.

He looked up at the west side, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Bu Qirong probably doesn't have many people left. He went through so much trouble to escape the pursuit, so he certainly won't have any more chances now.

The problem is that the elders of the various immortal sects are not really all in cahoots.

The reason they instinctively joined forces to search earlier was because the Dongping Mountains were so vast that if they acted independently, any oversight would allow the Bu family, who were familiar with the terrain, to escape.

But now that they know the location of their target, their previous understanding will inevitably be broken, and they may even become enemies.

If Bu Qirong is able to escape from the elders, it means that his combat strength is stronger than imagined, making him extremely difficult to kill.

If he fails to escape and is captured, Ji You will have to kill someone from under the Immortal Sect's control, which is by no means an easy task.

So what follows is likely to be a fierce battle.

Ji You sat cross-legged, and a flash of light appeared in his hand, from which countless spirit stones flew out of his storage gourd.

Part of it was his own, and part of it was a thank-you gift from the Bu family to him for his contribution to the Bu family reunion.

To ensure a fast return, Ji Youfang had been attacking head-on with every sword strike, without controlling his strength, which actually consumed a lot of energy.

He decided to use spirit stones to quickly replenish his energy and restore his peak condition.

Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu also returned with their swords, their foreheads covered in a fine layer of sweat.

The bloody stench from the recent slaughter attracted many evil creatures, so they stood guard on the perimeter and killed quite a few.

When they saw Ji You take out the spirit stone, they squatted down and broke it for him to absorb the essence.

"Is the young master determined to kill Bu Qirong next?"

"We've already gone this far. If we don't kill the last one, then coming here would be completely meaningless."

“Those immortal sect elders are all extraordinary, with profound foundations. They are not simply limited to cultivation levels. Please be careful, young master.”

Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu tapped the spirit stones while talking softly.

Those immortal sect elders were indeed not to be trifled with; some were old monsters who had been in seclusion for a long time and had never even met them.

For ordinary disciples of immortal sects, those were beings who would feel oppressive just by looking at them, let alone facing them head-on.

Ji You was constantly absorbing the essence of spiritual energy from the spirit stone and dispersing it throughout his body: "I will be careful. Even if my combat strength is insufficient, it won't be so easy for those people to kill me."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the shattered spirit stones and felt a pang of heartache.

In fact, he rarely used spirit stones, usually exchanging them for silver. This was the first time he had been so generous.

"Do those elders carry valuables with them when they go out? Since they are elders, they must have a lot of resources."

"?"

A hint of seriousness appeared between Ji You's brows: "It would be rather despicable if someone went out without carrying all their valuables with them..."

Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves that their son-in-law really wanted to rob anyone: "If the son-in-law is short of money, he can ask the appraiser. Our appraiser is very rich."

"I don't lack money, but I feel like I can't have come all this way for nothing. I've worked so hard, someone should pay me."

"Well, as far as we know, the elders of Heavenly Sword Peak should have brought some valuable magical artifacts..."

"After all, Xuanjian Peak and Tianjian Peak are still one family. Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"That's precisely why they should give the son-in-law a small gift when they first meet him."

"Your way of putting it... is quite intriguing."

It takes some time to absorb the essence of spiritual energy from the spirit stone, and the three of them chatted for a long time to pass the time and relieve some of the pressure in their hearts.

After all, everyone knows that what Ji You is about to do is extremely risky.

A few breaths later, all the spirit stones became dull and lifeless. Ji You slowly exhaled, and his burning body began to spread outward in rhythm with his powerful heartbeat.

At this moment, Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu felt a sense of oppression originating from life itself, and couldn't help but retreat slightly.

However, at this moment, they discovered that a mysterious light was beginning to float within Ji You's body, and it seemed to be surging towards the sky.

The two women felt that the scene looked very familiar, somewhat like the signs that a cultivator was about to break through to a higher realm.

However, as Ji You continued to disperse the spiritual energy he had absorbed into his body, the mysterious light seemed to be suppressed and could no longer rise, and it disappeared with a bang as he raised his arm.

Zhuo Wanqiu subconsciously looked up and found that the sky, which had been slightly bright, had suddenly darkened, and her eyes showed a slight surprise.

Ji You slowly opened her eyes: "Time is of the essence, I'll go ahead of you, please be careful."

Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu nodded in response: "Yes."

Meanwhile, beneath the gloomy dome, behind the thick leaden clouds, came a constant, muffled rumble of thunder.

Amidst the thunderous roar of the heavens, purple lightning pierced through the clouds, illuminating the sky as if it were shattered.

Countless disciples of the immortal sects were heading towards a high mountain on the west side of the center, where they were fighting with the evil creatures that had rushed out of the forest. Fierce sword and blade flashes rose up.

Since entering the Dongping Mountains, they have spent a great deal of time surrounding the Bu family. This is the last place they have not yet searched, and it is also the most dangerous place.

Not only was there an incredibly dark abyss behind it, but also countless towering peaks all around, the shortest of which was at least a thousand feet high.

The mountain they were on was even more magnificent; in terms of area and height, it surpassed even the dojos of the seven great immortal sects.

In its presence, a person is as insignificant as an ant climbing a tree.

boom!
Amidst the flashing of magic, sword energy, and blade light, the ancient cypress tree, which had grown for a thousand years, snapped in response to the sharp energy, collapsed with a crash, and plunged down the slope, straight to the cliff.

A powerful burst of energy swept forward, crushing the swooping evil corpse.

But this pure evil species is not afraid of life and death. It will immediately rise again after being cut down, even if its body is broken.

Moreover, they were extremely fast, and coming down from above, they were like killing machines.

If you are not careful, you will be pierced by its vicious claws.

At this moment, a disciple of the Mountain and Sea Pavilion stepped into the air and soared into the void from among the dense tree canopy.

In the eyes of this immortal sect disciple, his goal was to search for the Bu family members; killing these ghostly things was pointless. But just as he took to the air, a dark figure suddenly leaped up from the mountain, its sharp claws viciously grabbing at the Mountain and Sea Pavilion disciple.

Fortunately, this evil creature was only attacking relentlessly, rather than launching a sneak attack, which allowed the Mountain and Sea Pavilion disciple to react in time and blast it down with a lightning spell.

The evil creatures plummeted off the cliff amidst shrieks, but as soon as one landed, another soared into the sky.

The ancient race has always regarded humans as food, and even after death, when only their shells remain, they still cannot escape the original sin of gluttony.

High above, the elders of various sects stood with their hands behind their backs, coldly watching this scene, but showed no intention of making a move.

They have always maintained a delicate balance, and can be described as evenly matched.

Therefore, no one wants to waste their energy and inspiration here.

In their eyes, the only time to make a move is when the Bu family shows up.

Canglang!

A sword aura, formed from the combined power of dozens of Dao swords, swept across the area.

The disciples of Tianjian Peak, who had formed a sword formation, used this as a force to clear a path, and the sharp sword light cut a vertical slit through the horde of corpses.

Then, a figure soared into the air, spreading its arms in the night, and a splash of orange light instantly appeared behind it.

Before long, a fiery red spell formed from magic began to emerge from behind and crashed into the raging tide of corpses with a loud boom.

The raging fire ignited the forest, instantly burning a fiery arc that engulfed the group of evil corpses in front of them.

Meanwhile, others, using the scent of blood as a guide, dispersed these evil creatures, who were only interested in killing and devouring, in all directions.

The mountain path gradually became clearer, and the remaining disciples began to rush up the mountain.

Before coming here, the elders of our clan had once again issued an imperial decree.

If we can find the Bu family, even if we can't capture them, we can still exchange them for elixirs and magical techniques.

They might even have the opportunity to become personal disciples of these elders.

But just as these disciples of the immortal sects were swarming in, afraid of falling behind, a black shadow suddenly roared out of the valley.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a sense of oppression rose from the opposite side, followed by a sharp claw that cut through the air with a loud thud, cracking the mountain rocks in its path.

boom!
The sharp claws slashed down from the sky, leaving five icy finger marks as if they were cut by a sharp iron knife.

In an instant, the bodies of the five disciples of the Mountain and Sea Pavilion and the Chen Clan Immortal Clan split open with a thud, and the spurting blood stained the stone cliff, causing a sudden stench to rise.

"What...what?"

“A different kind of evil seed…”

The people on the hillside held their breath and couldn't help but look up.

A long, narrow, hunched creature landed in front of them, its bloodthirsty ferocity surging out like waves from its body.

As he landed, seven figures with extremely similar auras rushed towards the four directions of southeast, north, and south, their immense pressure pressing down along the mountain peaks.

boom!
The Heavenly Academy stood guard from the east. At this moment, Qin Rong held an iron sword, its blade swirling with lightning and fire, and clashed fiercely with the figure.

Before him, a pair of scarlet eyes held nothing but a thirst for slaughter.

At this moment, Ji Jingyao flew over.

A white rainbow emerged from between the two fingers, shooting along the mountain ridge and slamming into the figure radiating murderous aura.

All three leaders of the Heavenly Academy are experts at the Yingtian Realm, especially Ji Jingyao, whose Sky-Splitting Force, combined with his finger techniques, is also a formidable weapon.

But when this finger was unleashed, the phantom only flew out and broke a giant tree, showing no signs of injury whatsoever.

"So strong..."

"Judging from their clothes, they are from the Bu family, but they have no intelligence at all, only murderous intent."

Ji Jingyao landed gracefully and pulled Qin Rong back quickly: "It's probably something like Deadpool, used purely for slaughter."

Qin Rong stared at the menacing figure for a long time: "According to intelligence, there are eight servants protecting Bu Qirong, and this should be one of them."

"But according to previous investigations, the Bu family members can generally maintain their sanity after being corrupted. I wonder why these few are different?"

"It could also have been intentional."

"?"

Qin Rong turned to Ji Jingyao and said, "These four have extraordinary physical strength, speed, and power, perhaps because they sacrificed their minds."

Although the Immortal Sect has never obtained any clues about the Bu family's corruption, there have been various speculations before.

In their view, it is not an easy thing to become evil, maintain a clear mind, and recover.

It now appears that the Bu family actually has another method: not retaining intelligence, but with an exceptionally terrifying increase in combat power.

In other words, although the Bu family had been lying low in the shadows and had never shown their true colors, they had actually been preparing for exposure for a long time.

boom!
Eight figures, exuding murderous aura, rushed down the hillside, their sharp claw marks piercing through the forest, hurtling towards the immortal sect disciples below the cliff.

Those who came here to cultivate immortality were mostly at the initial stage of the Dao Integration Realm.

They are not in their prime like young talents such as Jiang Chenfeng and Huo Hong; some are even nearing sixty.

But in reality, their combat strength is not low. In fact, due to enough years of honing their skills, their combat experience is even richer than that of those prodigies.

Despite this, they were utterly helpless against such terrifying combat power.

Even if someone reacts quickly, before they can even make a move, spells will already be unleashed, with lightning and fire fiercely attacking.

But the result was directly shattered by the opponent's hard body, and the insidious claws cut down, leaving corpses strewn all over the ground in an instant.

Some things, when taken to the extreme, can be terrifying.

Whether it's physical strength, speed, magic, or swordsmanship.

"Don't go any further..."

Jiang Yan then withdrew her sword and spoke to the people beside her.

Like Jiang Yan, the disciples of Tianjian Peak, including Yan Qiubai, suddenly snapped out of their feverish state and watched the figure, radiating murderous aura, retreat continuously.

Because whether it's elixirs or magical techniques, these things only have meaning if they are based on the existence of life.

However, as they retreated, the evil creatures that had been lured away earlier returned, swarming across the mountains and fields, giving them no chance to escape.

At this moment, the eight figures exuding murderous aura moved again, pressing down like a cloud of black mist...

Sensing the chilling aura approaching, everyone tensed up. Even figures like Qin Rong, Ji Jingyao, and other sect leaders dared not confront the danger head-on and retreated swiftly.

Upon seeing this, the elder, who had been floating in the sky, instantly narrowed his cloudy eyes and set off amidst the howling wind.

The first to be affected was Elder Shang Yang of the Dao Asking Sect.

As he took a step, a profound aura surged through his body, and with a shout, he raised his right hand, a bright light immediately emanating from his palm.

Like a bolt of lightning stolen from the sky, a thunderous roar pressed down on one of the guards.

boom!
A powerful burst of lightning caused the gloomy sky to brighten for a moment.

The evil creature that he cleaved head-on flew out with a "bang," its body billowing with green smoke, and crashed violently into the rocks.

Elder Fang of the Heavenly Academy also drew a long sword and, in full view of everyone, slashed at the mountain. A heavy aura instantly crushed the mountain and directly cut down the evil seed that was rushing towards him.

As for the other elders, their attacks were also earth-shattering.

These old guys who have lived for so long haven't actually made a move in many years.

Even the disciples within their sect were unaware of what weapons and techniques they were skilled in.

Even as they approach their death, they still possess a domineering aura that only the most powerful can have.

However, after such a powerful attack, they did not land; instead, their gazes became even more serious.

The next instant, eight figures rushed out from the sand and soil stirred up by the landslide.

At this moment, a chilling sword aura rose up, shining brightly in the high sky.

Sensing the vastness of this sword intent, the disciples of Heavenly Sword Peak trembled instantly and looked at their elder whom they had never met before.

There is a sword style on Tianjian Peak called Wind Returns to Clouds, which is extremely difficult to master and does not rank among the top sword styles in Lingjian Mountain.

Therefore, even if some disciples are rewarded, very few are willing to learn this sword technique.

But as the elder raised his sword, they suddenly realized how powerful the sword was.

"I didn't even know that our Heavenly Sword Peak had such an elder until now."

"Elder Yan Cang was once a renowned figure, but he has been in seclusion for decades and has been slowly forgotten. This Fengyun Guiben sword style was created by him personally..."

(End of this chapter)