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Chapter 393 Found you!

As dusk settles, a fine drizzle falls, its threads brushing against the eaves of the palace buildings, quietly gathering on the glazed tiles, transforming into gentle, clear streams.

The water flowed along the rows of roof tiles, but could no longer be contained at the eaves. It fell like a broken string, drawing a clear arc of light in the vast night, and with a crisp "thud," it shattered on the mossy stones below the steps.

Within the grand hall, shrouded in heavy rain, a steady voice emanated continuously.

"Although the Barbarian and Demon races have always claimed that they only exist in the Youyun and Youyun states, they have actually been secretly appearing in other places. For example, some time ago, there were Demon race members involved in the matter of the Holy Land of the Sages."

"Without the awe-inspiring array of the Northern Border City Wall, we have no way to keep a close eye on the movements of every citizen of the demon race, so we must be cautious about their intention to target the sacred land of the sages."

"Therefore, our Mountain and Sea Pavilion is willing to cooperate with the Heavenly Academy and send half of our disciples to strengthen the guard and be on high alert when the restoration of the sacred site of the sages is completed."

Hawking, the deputy head of the Mountain and Sea Pavilion who had come from afar, expressed his attitude on behalf of his own immortal sect, and then turned to look at the highly respected lecturer of the Dao Seeking Sect.

The richly dressed old man nodded slightly after hearing this: "The matter of destiny concerns the entire clan, and our Daoist Sect naturally has an inescapable responsibility, which aligns with the thoughts of the Mountain and Sea Pavilion."

"And my Chen clan of immortals is willing to join you fellow Daoists."

As the words of the Vice Sect Leader of the Chen Clan fell, the representatives from the three sects all looked at Zuo Qiuyang.

Seeing this, Zuo Qiuyang cupped his hands slightly and said, "In this way, the ambitions of the demon race are naturally not a cause for fear."

"What Palace Master Zuoqiu said is quite right. However, the ambition of the demon race is one thing, and the continuation of the fortune is another. I wonder if Palace Master Zuoqiu has any clues about this?"

"I have been searching for this matter for the past few days and have found some results. At that time, it may be necessary for the weapon wielders to join in."

"Oh? Is that so? How did Palace Master Zuoqiu find out about this?"

"It is a long scroll of time left by our master, which tells the story of how the ancient sages of the human race used sacred artifacts as a medium to link destiny with the Heavenly Dao. We can follow this method. I have copied the specific records in the scroll. Please take a look, fellow Daoists."

After Zuo Qiuyang finished speaking, he gave Qin Rong a look.

Qin Rong immediately nodded and handed over three copies of the document he had copied from the Scroll of Time to the three men.

Upon seeing this, the three took the file, exchanged glances, unfolded it, and began to examine it carefully.

At this moment, Zuo Qiuyang picked up the teacup on the table, drinking tea while observing the expressions of the three of them, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

During the Dao Discussion Conference, the Heavenly Academy and Spirit Sword Mountain unexpectedly came together because of that wisp of destiny, and these three immortal sects formed an alliance, with sharp mutual opposition.

So after the imperial edict from the Heavenly Academy was sent to all directions, Zuo Qiuyang thought it would take a long time to get a response.

After all, it will take some time before the restoration of the sacred site of the ancients is completed, and they could easily keep delaying it to express their dissatisfaction with the various aspects of the debate.

To Zuo Qiuyang's surprise, the three families responded very positively and directly, and even came together this evening to discuss the matter of guarding against the demon race.

He originally intended to go to Zhongzhou to see Ji Youchong, but considering that the matter of destiny was of greater importance, he decided to stay here and discuss it with the three of them.

But for some reason, he felt uneasy at that moment...

"Reporting to the Vice Sect Leader, Elder Kuye has already made his move."

"Well done."

The merchant sat idly in the tea pavilion atop Wendao Peak, gazing towards the Central Plains as he softly responded.

"But there was an unexpected event," Shang Lie hesitated for a moment upon seeing this, but still spoke truthfully, "the young master of Lingjian Mountain suddenly appeared in the mountain."

"It's alright. The Master of Appraisal is ultimately just Wujiang. Even if he can't directly confront the Sacred Artifact, he will have enough means to complete the mission."

"Sufficient means?"

Shang Xingkong did not answer that question, but instead picked up his teacup and slowly drank the warm tea inside.

This old blade, left over from the old era, even startled him, a master of the Upper Five Realms, when he first saw it, due to the other party's murderous intent.

The reason he awakened him was not only because he was the most suitable candidate as he had no parents, no children, and no immortal status, but also because he was really good at killing.

rustling-

Amidst the chaotic rain at the sacred site of the ancients, countless dark red ripples roared down.

Holding the Spirit Mirror, Yan Shuyi waved his sleeve repeatedly, and the fierce immortal light in the mirror instantly shattered the ripples hidden in the night rain.

It was a mental attack from a divine traveler, but it was even more terrifying and difficult to detect. According to her guess, this person had studied mental attacks and refined them into a technique that had never been made public through the interaction between heaven and man.

However, although this technique was mysterious and insidious, it was impossible for it to bypass her spiritual mirror.

The thief has been cultivating for six years and has offended countless people. The reason she came here in person was because she was afraid that someone would interfere. However, she did not understand why she would take action in this way.

But as a bolt of lightning ripped through the night sky, she saw those shattered ripples instantly transform into countless tiny lines that descended rapidly.

The illuminated night sky seemed to be teeming with countless red worms, dense and silent, rushing directly toward Dongshan where Ji You was.

Yan Shuyi's expression changed instantly. She swooped down and suddenly swung out the Spirit Mirror in her hand. Then, a series of ripples swept towards Dongshan, densely covering the void, and twisted around the area she was protecting.

Only then did the young appraiser realize that this technique could ignore spatial distance, and every wisp of killing intent seemed immortal, like a curse that followed him like a shadow.

We must find him; only by finding him can we destroy him.

Otherwise, these murderous thoughts would eventually engulf the entire sacred land of the sages.

boom! ! ! !

A burst of immortal light shot out from the spiritual mirror, unleashing countless rays of colorful light that directly annihilated the murderous intent that had returned from rebirth.

But the divine light did not stop upon striking the target as it had before; instead, it rapidly shot out in all directions, illuminating the entire chaotic sky in an instant.

In an instant, Yan Shuyi narrowed her cold phoenix eyes, and a huge silver wheel appeared behind her graceful figure. Her natal spirit sword, like moonlight, slashed down in a remote direction.

The principle of a mirror is reflection, and the light reflected from a mirror is also reflection; it should be straight and not deflected.

Puff——!!!
With a clear, sharp sword cry echoing across the sky, a long gash was cleaved through the thick thunderclouds, and a figure suddenly fell amidst a spray of blood.

But when that figure passed by as it fell, Yan Shuyi suddenly froze.

The person who was killed by the sword in front of me had a very weak aura, and his cultivation level was only barely at the Dao Integration stage.

It wasn't him; he was a puppet whose divine will had been transferred.

Yan Shuyi's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he saw an even more immense killing intent crashing down from the depths of space...

With a loud thud, a heavy thud reached everyone's ears as the puppet corpse fell heavily down the hillside.

In fact, the people in these mountain valleys had already sensed something was wrong when the immortal light slashed wildly across the sky. Now, seeing the corpse fall, they were even more shocked and their eyes widened.

"How could a corpse possibly fall from the sky?"

"The blood was still steaming; the person had just been killed."

"The light of the Spirit Mirror... that's the aura of the young master of Spirit Sword Mountain!"

Everyone's eyes trembled as they realized that a battle was breaking out above the thick, heavy clouds.

In that instant, the cultivator in the mountain valley seemed to understand something, and suddenly opened his mouth wide: "It wasn't that Ji You suddenly stopped his breakthrough, it was that someone intervened and hindered him!"

"Is it the dead person?"

"No, it wasn't him, that person is still here."

Everyone looked up and saw that the divine light from the spiritual mirror was indeed still bombarding out continuously, causing the chaotic sky to be filled with radiant light.

Chen Luo, Chen Xi, and Huo Xingzhong were also looking up at the sky, thinking to themselves that the Dao Seeking Sect really couldn't hold back any longer.

This was exactly what they expected, but what was truly alarming was the man's methods.

In fact, when the dark red ripples appeared, they had already been exerting all their divine senses, but they found that they could not even detect a trace of the other party's aura.

What was most terrifying was the man's method of attack, which they found utterly incomprehensible.

A powerful cultivator in the Divine Realm can kill with their divine sense, without leaving a trace, but they absolutely cannot escape the pursuit of a sacred artifact. Therefore, that ripple-like technique could not possibly be a simple act of killing with divine sense.

Most importantly, while they knew everything about the world's mystical travels, they had never heard of this person before.

With a loud boom, another long, dark red wave in the distant sky was shattered by the celestial light.

The one who holds the weapon...

Amidst the thick, leaden clouds, an aged murmur slowly rose.

The gaunt, dark-skinned old man sat upright amidst a cloud of smoke, his cloudy eyes narrowing as he gazed at the graceful, proud figure standing there.

Kuye is an old person from the previous generation. In his short life, he spent most of his time killing and the other half sleeping. He has experienced the change of power between two generations and is not familiar with this era.

However, based on the information and portrait he had obtained on his way here, he easily determined Yan Shuyi's identity.

The Spirit Mirror is impervious to all laws. He knows that whoever is found will surely perish once their footprints are discovered. Coincidentally, a hundred years ago, in order to kill that person, he had already learned how to evade the capture of the sacred artifact.

"Let's see which one the judge will choose," Ku Ye thought, glancing at the bamboo courtyard not far away. He murmured to himself as he lightly flicked his withered fingers.

Yuan Caiwei knew something was wrong when she saw Yan Shuyi fly away from the bamboo courtyard. She was standing on the top of the hill looking into the distance, feeling uneasy. But before she could figure out what had happened, she suddenly felt a sense of desolation.

An invisible and malevolent curse, carrying a chilling aura, pierced directly into her eyes.

boom! ! !
A beam of celestial light descended from the sky, and Yan Shu also stepped into the boundless realm, holding the Spirit Mirror to annihilate the incantation within the mirror's light.

At the same time, from the huge silver wheel behind it, a magnificent sword intent slashed directly in the direction it had just come from.

The sword's edge pointed at a raindrop, a drop shimmering with a dark red light, falling towards the eastern mountain amidst the torrential rain.

Upon seeing this, everyone was shocked, thinking it was a feint. But just when they thought they understood, the curse struck their eyes, and the young master holding the Spirit Mirror suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The assassination attempt wasn't using Yuan Caiwei as bait; the enemy's most hidden killing intent was actually directed at him.

"Young appraiser!"

Yuan Caiwei's eyes widened, and her face instantly turned pale.

Yan Shuyi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth: "I'm fine. Stand behind me and don't move or run. You can't outrun his murderous intent."

"No, stop blocking him! He's doing this on purpose. Don't let him hurt you. Remember to save the young master."

"Shut up, I'm the older sister."

Yuan Caiwei was speechless for a moment, while Yan Shuyi touched his lower abdomen, his phoenix eyes filled with murderous intent.

She is the wielder of the weapon and the master of the Spirit Sword Mountain. If someone in the Divine Travel Realm were to attack her head-on, they would only face certain death.

What she didn't expect was that the other side would also drag other people's lives into this battle.

She could certainly search the heavens and slay him, but someone would inevitably be killed in the process, and that was his greatest weapon...

At this moment, the members of the aristocratic families and immortal sects standing in the mountain valley were so shocked that they fell silent.

They were shocked because, in their subconscious, no one would dare to lay a hand on the wielder of a weapon, yet that person had actually killed the young master of Spirit Sword Mountain.

Who exactly is this person? How could they have refined the Path of Slaughter to the point of being able to kill gods and demons alike?

Just then, a figure on the southwest side was violently knocked away, and blood splattered everywhere.

Yan Shuyi suddenly turned around and discovered that the person who had been sent flying backward, bleeding from his mouth and nose, was none other than Cao Jingsong, who had arrived at this place at some unknown time.

He had taken the night train and arrived in the early morning to save money. He had been waiting under the tree so as not to disturb the traitor's breakthrough, and now he was in excruciating pain.

Amidst cries of alarm, two more curses swept down, while another hummed across the sky like ripples on water within the clouds.

In an instant, Yan Shuyi and Yuan Caiwei vanished from their spot, and with boundless speed, Yan Shuyi shattered the curse in front of Cao Jingsong with a swipe of his mirror, while a huge silver wheel unfolded behind him.

As the final, deafening killing curse struck, it was instantly shattered by the vast sword energy within the moon wheel.

In the shadows, Ku Ye smiled faintly, thinking to himself that the judge was truly wise.

Since that's the case, then he'll give the appraiser more options.

Amidst the buzzing sound, countless curses flew across the sky, fiercely attacking the three, only to be shattered by the mirror light and sword energy.

But at that moment, a dark red raindrop fell on the eastern mountain where Ji You broke through to the next realm, while the same dark red rain flew towards the disciples guarded by Lingjian Mountain.

Wherever one thinks, a thousand miles can be covered in an instant.

Even Yan Shuyi of Wujiang did not have a one-way trip; there was only a choice between Ji You and the disciples of Lingjian Mountain.

That Lingjian Mountain disciple wasn't an important figure, but if Yan Shuyi chose to abandon him, it would mean she had betrayed the entire sect.

Amidst the smoke and mist, Ku Ye, with focused mind, killed, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He had no children, was not coerced, and was not afraid of being purged in the fall. He devoted himself to the pure path of killing, but always felt that there was a flaw in every method.

Only at the very end did he find the flawless path to killing, which was the art of destroying the mind.

After a moment's thought, Yan Shuyi suddenly moved and used her mirror light to shatter the curse in front of her. The next instant, she appeared in front of the Lingjian Mountain disciples.

Instead of going to Dongshan, she used her natal spirit sword to cut through the sky and shatter the red rain that filled the air for the disciples of her own sect.

At the same time, another torrential downpour fell on Dongshan Mountain.

Suddenly, the shockwave generated by the breakthrough came to an abrupt halt, and the energy in the mountain became faint and intermittent, like a flickering candle.

"Young Master!!"

"Son!"

"Brother-in-law..."

Yuan Caiwei, Yuan Chen, Ding Yao, and Zhuo Wanqiu's faces turned pale in an instant.

The immortal sect members in the mountains also trembled, their eyes widening suddenly.

Over the years, many people have been hoping that Ji You would meet with misfortune, but when they saw this scene with their own eyes, they still couldn't help but be shocked.

That ordinary, wealthy landowner who had lived a secluded life in the countryside had gradually fallen to his current state, yet he still died.

In an instant, everyone's disbelief turned into a fear that rose from their hearts.

They still don't know who that person is or what kind of magic he used, but that doesn't diminish their fear.

The fear is that one day, they too might be taken by such a vicious technique without even realizing it.

Right there, amidst the chilling wind and falling rain, four more sinister curses whistled down.

One goes west, one goes south, one goes east towards the mountain, and one is opposite the mountain.

Seeing this scene, everyone's heart couldn't help but tremble.

They thought that even if the Little Mirror Master used both the Sacred Artifact and his Natal Spirit Mirror, he could only shatter both at the same time.

This is a certain death situation; unlike the previous two-choice options, this time there is absolutely no choice.

boom! ! !
Holding the Spirit Mirror, Yan Shuyi watched as the rising moon behind him directly annihilated the curse in front of him.

Unexpectedly, she did not risk rescuing Yuan Caiwei and Cao Jingsong, nor did she slay Dongshan with her sword. Instead, she suddenly brandished the Spirit Mirror, her killing intent soaring to the sky.

You scoundrel, stop pretending to be dead.

With that kind of killing intent, even if you were truly struck, how could you possibly be reduced to a mere thread...?

As he silently chanted, three sharp sword energies suddenly descended from the dark sky, their magnificent swordplay shattering the insidious curse.

At that very moment, the young master of Lingjian Mountain soared into the sky, and the moon wheel formed by his sword energy unleashed a magnificent sword slash that crashed down upon the thick, leaden clouds.

puff-

Another figure fell from the sky, the puppet corpse, split in two, crashing heavily to the ground.

He was using other people's divine sense as a transference to control those curse-killing techniques and hide his true body, but this kind of technique consumes a lot of divine sense, so he could not possibly be too far away from these puppets.

Yan Shuyi held the spirit mirror in his hand, his eyes fixed on the dark sky.

At the same time, countless cultivators in the mountain valley held their breath and looked at the three spirit swords suspended in the air.

The sword killing without a sword is a sword control technique, but this kind of technique is not common in Qingyun Tianxia.

Because sword control requires distraction and a large amount of spiritual energy, its destructive power is far less than that of killing enemies with a single sword; it is a flashy but impractical technique.

But there was one person who was famous for this in his early years.

Ji You didn't die; he's flying on a sword...

Hidden in the smoke, Ku Ye's pupils constricted, and a sharp pain shot through his right ear.

The young appraiser had not completely locked onto his figure, but the sword formed from the mirror light still severed the tip of his right ear.

To be able to seize a moment of opportunity in a desperate situation requires a strong mentality and extraordinary self-confidence. This generation of Lingjian Mountain has produced an outstanding appraiser.

As for those two swords...

The Daoist sect showed him the information on the targets he had killed, and he knew that this was a tactic they used.

Having been interrupted twice by the curse, could he still destroy his two killing intents like a spent arrow?

Ku Ye narrowed his eyes, and as he twisted his palms together, the curse technique roared down once more.

He wanted to replicate the previous killing scheme, dragging everyone back into the killing intent, and increasing the number of targets to see how long they could hold them off.

With a flick of his wrist, the falling rain was tinged with a dark red hue.

One group to the east, one group to the south, one group to the west, and another group rushes towards the eastern mountain, like a torrential downpour.

However, as the murderous intent subsided, Yan Shuyi revealed a look of utter disbelief, as if he were looking at a dead man.

With a loud bang, Dongshan exploded in a series of explosions.

A figure soared into the air, carrying a scorching aura, and crashed into the night sky. At the same time, its arms bulged, and its powerful fists smashed the dark red rain falling from the sky.

Divine senses are like eyes; only when they look at you do you have a fleeting chance to find out where they are.

The problem is that finding it doesn't necessarily solve it.

Cao Jingsong and Yuan Caiwei had no ability to resist at all, and the murderous intent was very cautious when facing Yan Shuyi, using other people's lives as a cage, so that even if she sensed it for a moment, she could not let go and kill.

But what he overlooked was his target...

You've found it, just as when you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.

Covered in blood, Ji You was like a roaring beast, his left arm taut like a full-moon black iron bow, slamming into a cloud of smoke.

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