One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 247 247: Melee

Xun Lanyin stood up from the dark corner of the ancestral temple. The moment she stood up, a clear watery light emanated from her body, enveloping her entire body and keeping the darkness out.

She came to the gate of the ancestral temple, looking at the endless darkness outside, slightly raised her chin, revealing her slender and white neck. Her proud eyes made her look like a phoenix standing in its nest, scrutinizing with a hint of offense.

"The most outstanding genius in Tiandu Mountain in recent years, known as a man like a phoenix and a method like the abyss, the youngest Jindan cultivator in Tiandu Mountain, today, I will make you die here and cut off the foundation of Tiandu Mountain's future." The man who called himself Ye Xing in the darkness said excitedly.

Xun Lanyin, standing at the doorway with her hands behind her back, sneered and said, "Tiandu Mountain doesn't care about the grudges between its disciples and others, but rather the fate of life and death. Tiandu Mountain teaches the Dharma and rarely gets involved in karma, but it's not without temper. Tiandu Mountain has never forgotten the death of Senior Brother Wu."

"Haha, so what if you haven't forgotten? Do you think I'm the only one? Wu Nian was as confident as you back then. He was still stubborn even when he was trapped in my formation. However, I really can't bear to kill you. I want to capture you and bring you to my Xiaojiye Palace to be my concubine."

Xun Lanyin didn't say anything else. She was not the one who liked to argue with others.

There was an extra bead in Xun Lanyin's hand, which was behind her back. The bead was completely black, but there were some stars inside.

At this moment, a man slowly walked out from the darkness.

This man had a strong build, a bald head, and was shirtless. His head and exposed upper body were all covered with tattoos of runes.

Xun Lanyin knew that some people liked to carve runes on their bodies to enhance their physical strength, speed, perception, and physique, while others liked to increase a certain resistance, such as resistance to soul-stealing, fear, or fire, or increase affinity with a certain kind of true evil.

The runes in their dantian are also formed from the outside to the inside, connecting the inside and the outside together, which is also quite mysterious.

However, this kind of practice requires a talisman master to carve talismans on the body, and the talismans may be carved on any private part of the body.

This type of monks call themselves Talisman Mystics. They are rare, but definitely powerful.

"The Golden Pill of Tiandu Mountain is indeed powerful, but that doesn't mean you are invincible. Everyone calls me Golden Tiger. Although it's useless to say it, killing people by name has always been my habit."

The bald strong man with his upper body naked said in a buzzing voice.

"The ninth-ranked golden tiger in the Dark Temple?" Xun Lanyin squinted at the other party.

The Dark Temple is an organization that buys and sells intelligence and hires killers.

The full name is [Dark Night Summoning Temple]. It is said that there is a 'List of Deities' there. If someone wants to ask someone to do something or kill someone, they can write down their needs. The Dark Temple will match people with corresponding abilities to take on the task. Of course, they can also specifically request someone.

This "Statue List" is divided into three levels, namely bronze, silver, and gold, and the gold is the highest level announced. There are only ten people in the Dark Temple who have reached the gold statue level, and one of them is called Jinhu.

"I have a little reputation, but I never thought that you, the youngest Jindan in Tiandu Mountain, know me, Jin Hu." There was a sincerity in Jin Hu's voice, and it didn't sound like a lie.

"Were you involved in the death of Senior Brother Wu Nian?" Xun Lanyin asked coldly.

"It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to participate, otherwise I could have moved up a few places." Jin Hu still spoke sincerely, as if he had expressed everything he was thinking.

"Very good, if anyone else is here, come out together. It's just you two who want to kill me. If I want to leave, you can't stop me." Xun Lanyin said.

As Xun Lanyin finished speaking, someone floated down from the sky in the darkness. This person was dressed in a gray-white robe and had a bronze mask on his face. The mask emitted a mysterious cold light in the darkness.

The two holes under the mask were a pair of eyes, and the bottom of the eyes were actually golden.

The moment Xun Lanyin saw the other person, a strong sense of danger surged up in his heart, and he felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

"With three Jindan and the night covering the secrets of the world, it's no wonder that Senior Brother Wu died. You just underestimated Tiandu Mountain."

As Xun Lanyin finished speaking, a ray of light suddenly pierced the darkness in the distant sky, as if someone had opened a door, letting the light from outside in.

The man held a whisk in his left hand and a long sword with a yellow handle in his right hand, and walked sideways from the crack in the light.

The man was tall but thin, with his hair tied up, but the hair on his temples and back of his neck was a little messy. He was wearing a green and gray-green Taoist robe.

A horse face, thin lips, long nose, drooping eyebrows, and triangular eyes with a fierce look.

He walked towards the center step by step. The darkness seemed to be floating, like waves, trying to push him away. However, the sword light that emerged from his body surrounded him, expanding and shrinking, breaking through the invisible waves of darkness, and he walked towards the center step by step.

Obviously, Ye Xing in the night wanted to stop the other party from approaching, but was broken by the sword light from the horse-faced man.

"Tiandu Mountain does not bear grudges, but the people who write the history of the mountain will record the disappearance or abnormal death of every Jindan in the mountain history. If future generations have the opportunity, they will find the truth."

The expression of the man wearing a bronze mask standing on the roof could not be seen, but he turned around and looked at Ma Sanhu, and the golden tiger who was ranked ninth in the dark temple had a serious look in his eyes.

Because he knew that since Ma Sanhu had come, it meant that Tiandushan was prepared. If they were prepared, it would be difficult for him to succeed on this trip.

Ye Xing, who was hiding in the darkness, exclaimed in surprise: "Ma Sanhu, you're here too, but the two of you are not enough to defeat the three of us."

Ma Sanhu and Xun Lanyin didn't say anything.

Suddenly, a ray of sunlight appeared on the dark sky. The sunlight fell from the sky and landed on the ground, outlining a figure. A man in a golden robe was stepping in the sunlight. He gradually became clearer. His golden robe was embroidered with red sun patterns, and he had a golden sword hanging from his waist. He walked towards them step by step in the darkness.

This person had a face as red as a date and red hair tied casually at the back of his head into a ponytail.

"Yang Sui?" The man wearing a bronze mask spoke in surprise.

The tall monk with red hair and a golden robe and a face as red as a date walked in the sunlight. The invisible dark waves did not seem to have much impact on the sunlight.

"It's me." The man called Yang Sui spoke, his voice filled with the air of someone who had been in a superior position for a long time, as well as a sense of authority.

Xun Lanyin didn't know that this person would come, and she had never met him, but when she heard his name, she knew who he was.

This person is the leader of the Red Flame Divine Cult—Yang Sui.

Although the Red Flame Cult was loosely organized, it still had a formal leader. The Yang family, from which Yang Sui came, had held the position of leader for generations, a position that many disapproved of. Because the Yang family didn't wield much power within the Cult, everyone simply complained, leading to the Cult's division into various factions, each developing its own ideologies. However, the Yang family consistently produced golden elixirs, each extremely powerful. After all, the Red Flame Divine Monarch, ever since he was deified by the founding emperor on Mount Qiyun, had been the true deity of this land. His divinity permeated the brilliant sunlight, and those claiming to be closest to him naturally drew the most power from him.

"Very good. Many people say that you are the best fighter below the infant transformation stage. Today I want to see whether you, Yang Sui, are just a name in vain." The bronze-masked man pointed at Yang Sui and said without any fear.

"You, who are hiding your head but showing your tail, today I will take off your mask and see who you really are." Yang Sui said sternly.

"Yang Sui, you can't even manage your own sect, yet you still want to meddle in other people's affairs. Be careful, one day we will kill your entire clan." The bronze-masked man said coldly.

“The Qi Yunyang family are all descendants of Lord Chiyan. Can you kill Lord Chiyan as well?” Yang Sui asked with a smile.

"Don't flatter yourself. Your Yang family has always been burned to death. This is because your ancestor was too close to the Red Flame God and was infected with the Red Flame Curse. It has long been integrated into your blood. I see that your face is as red as fire and as red as a date. It means that you will not live long."

“If you were on Qiyun, not caring about worldly affairs, keeping your heart pure, and eating drinks like Yinlu and cold water, you could live longer. But you want to come into this muddy water. Today will be the day when you will be burned to death in flames.” The man with the bronze mask actually threatened Yang Sui instead.

Yang Sui's face instantly turned cold, and he said, "You know a lot, but not many people know these people. Today, I must see who you are. Are you one of the friends I know, or one of those old immortals?"

After Yang Sui finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and drew the sword from his waist. In an instant, it was like sunlight bursting out from his scabbard.

His scabbard seemed to contain a huge sun, with brilliant sunlight attached to the sword.

His sword is called the Great Sun Red Bone Sword, which is made by combining red copper from outer space and the spine bone of the Yang family ancestor.

Only people of the Yang family bloodline can inherit it. Anyone else who takes the sword will be burned the moment they pick it up, and if they want to use it for sacrifice, their soul will be burned even more.

But it is very easy for the Yang family to use.

The sunlight condensed, pierced through the darkness, and stabbed towards the bronze-masked man.

A gong suddenly appeared in the hand of the bronze-masked man. The gong unfolded in front of him, forming a large shield. A beam of sword-like light shone on the gong, and the gong made a harsh sound as if it was struck.

Sunlight is not an object, but it makes a sound when it falls on the gong.

The sound was harsh, and it made people's hearts tremble uncontrollably. The people and houses in their sight became blurry, just like the trembling gong became blurry, and this vibration was transmitted to other people.

Yang Sui was a little surprised. He found that he had never seen any Jindan cultivator use such a magic weapon.

His body moved like a streak of fire, and he kept swinging the Great Sun Red Bone Sword in his hand. Rays of sunlight fell down, and brilliant sword lights in different forms such as slashing, stabbing, wiping, and lifting fell on the bronze gong that kept changing its angle to resist.

Beneath the piercing sound, the layers of buzzing became increasingly intense, like a surging undercurrent. The sound surrounded and stacked in the darkness, slowly forming an undercurrent of sound waves centered on Xun Lanyin.

While this bronze-masked man was resisting the sword light of the leader of the Red Flame Cult, he actually took the opportunity to secretly attack and kill Xun Lanyin.

Those accumulated sound waves were like dark waves, surrounding Xun Lanyin in darkness. Layer upon layer, they suddenly surged together and converged towards the center, and the center was where Xun Lanyin was.

At the same time, boundless darkness and sound converged towards her, and her senses were instantly blocked. She could not see anything, but that piercing sound became the only source of sound in the darkness, becoming even stronger. In just a moment, it was like a surging wave, rushing towards her soul.

The people in the darkness were excited. This move killed Wu Nian back then. His Night Sky increased the sensitivity of the people at the center of the sound wave to sound, making them panic. After being hit by the sound of the gong, if the other party was not dead, he would be able to launch a [Night Attack]. He could guarantee that Xun Lanyin would die.

It's just a pity that we can't capture it alive, but it doesn't matter. Such a beautiful corpse can be brought back to my own Xiaojiye Palace. It will also be an excellent trophy. I can put it in the palace and enjoy it day and night.

At this moment, a vast ocean suddenly appeared behind Xun Lanyin's head, with dots of blue light in it, like a starry sky.

Xun Lanyin was wrapped in this vast ocean. The sound waves gathered together, causing the boundless ocean to surge. Xun Lanyin's robe fluttered, her black hair flew, and her eyes were filled with dark blue light as she stared at the sky.

At this time, a thick black mass appeared in the darkness, like a huge and illusory demonic soul, rushing towards Xun Lanyin silently.

However, Xun Lanyin had a small flag in her hand at some point.

The flag is triangular in shape with a dark black background. Inside it is a complex and mysterious blue-purple rune, which is extremely mysterious.

This is the first magic weapon she refined - the Xuanyuan Sheshui Flag. Compared with before, there are more runes on it and it looks much more mysterious.

She just waved a flag towards the sky.

The darkness was expanding, but Xun Lanyin, under the vast starry sky, seemed to have become the center. The blue starlight seemed to be converging towards her and emanating from her body.

The huge shadow, upon seeing the Dharma image emanating from Xun Lanyin, turned around and retreated into the dark sky.

"Photography!"

When she waved the flag, the deep-sea aura around her quickly spread out, and the little bits of light in it flickered, as if they were imprinted in the sky.

The black shadow in the darkness, at that moment, felt himself being captured by a powerful force. In his eyes, he saw dots of light, forming an invisible vortex, which swept over his body like a huge wave. He felt that his soul was about to be taken away.

Fear in my heart.

"Why is Xun Lanyin's magic like this? Wasn't she even unable to stop that old man Meng Shen before?"

At this moment, his figure faded away again, as if he had shed a layer of skin and disappeared into the darkness. His heart was beating violently, and at that moment, he felt like he was going to die.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, a sword chant was heard, and Ma Sanhu, holding the sword upside down, made a sword flower and threw it into the void. A silver light streaked across the night.

Ma Sanhu over there had already drawn his sword and was slashing towards the depths of the night sky. He had already captured the location of the person in the darkness.

The murderous intent was hidden in the quiet sword light, but it was Ma Sanhu's signature swordsmanship - Soul Chasing!
He was always waiting for an opportunity, a chance to kill the enemy with one blow.

(End of this chapter)