Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 365 Northern Yin
In the void of white.

Miao'e greeted them. The moonlight was serene and clear, while the boundless, colorful light of the celestial demons in all directions was blocked by the moonlight and could not get close for a moment.

After saying this, Taiyin Heng'e fell silent. Xu Xuan saw that her eyes were empty and lifeless, and that her body was devoid of life, merely an empty shell.

'She had already perished, with no chance of survival, but just now...'

As Xu Xuan was pondering the key to the problem, a change occurred at the place where pleasure was about to dissipate. A piece of greasy, watery jade material appeared out of thin air, containing a female face and emitting constant shrieks.

The Demoness of Desire was still alive and wanted to cause more trouble. Taiyin Heng'e, who was standing to the side, took out her sword first. With a wave of emptiness, she captured the female figure in the water-water jade on the tip of her sword.

Miao'e, in her empty shell, activated her supernatural powers on her own, subduing lust. The Taiyin Xuan Light emanated from the tip of the sword, completely locking the female form in place and causing her to scream incessantly.

"Impossible, Miao'e has already perished, her will to live robbed; this is her lunar phase—"

The moonlight shone brightly, refining the demonic nature. The demonic light emanated from the woman of pleasure and desire. Although it vanished without a trace, it instantly condensed and reappeared.

“My life is entrusted to this paradise; who can kill me? Not even the Moon Goddess.”

Her laughter was maniacal, and the demonic light on her face burned fiercely, with rings of greasy, watery jade-like skin undulating and resisting the moonlight.

Xu Xuan drew his sword and slashed, thunder roared, and the calamity descended. The woman of pleasure was blasted into ashes by the thunder, but she was restored in an instant.

The opponent's demonic nature grew stronger, and the jade-like substance spread along the frost sword, about to stain Miao'e's hand once again.

Miao'e slowly raised her head and looked at Xu Xuan. Her eyes were empty and devoid of light. Her figure changed, transforming into a patch of serene moonlight, binding the water-transforming fat, and rushing straight towards Xu Xuan.

The Shadow Maiden Pool trembled, and the Yin energy arose. Miao'e answered the call, and with a woman of pleasure and desire, she instantly vanished into Xu Xuan's inner world, falling directly into the pool.

Xu Xuan's mind stirred, and he stepped into the inner realm, arriving at the Shadow Maiden Pool.

In the center of the Moon Pool stands a statue of cold jade, identical in posture to Miao'e, with a distorted female image nailed to the tip of a sword, stained with melted jade fat.

Huan Yu screamed incessantly, still wanting to act violently, but Xu Xuan swept away a wisp of pure energy, binding the female demon, sealing her five senses, and suppressing her within the Dao Realm.

Everything ceased, and in the center of the Moon Pool stood a statue of a beautiful woman made of cold jade, dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe embroidered with golden osmanthus, holding a frost sword, and wearing snow-white shoes. Where she stood, silver snowflakes drifted down.

Xu Xuan rode the wind down, stepping on the moonlight in the pool, and walked to the cold jade statue, where he examined it carefully.

Lifelike, as if it could breathe, yet devoid of any vitality or life force within; it is a condensation of some kind of yin energy, and certainly not a living person.

Heng'e's previous actions seemed to have resurfaced; she cut Huan Yu with her sword, greeted Xu Xuan, and especially that one sentence left Xu Xuan puzzled.

'Daojun? '

He silently gazed at the cold jade statue, and with a thought, he activated his pure energy, sweeping it down. The statue then transformed into a pure Yin energy, filling the Moon Pool.

'It is the position of Miao'e, similar to a celestial post, but not a real person.'

Xu Xuan saw through the mystery of this object, realizing it must be of the same type as the immortals of the Thunder Palace.

The celestial officials in the Heavenly Court possess supernatural powers and are extraordinary in their positions. They are truly among the immortals, completely different from the incense-burning deities of Liaodong today.

As for the person among them, he had already perished, killed by [Dusheng], the foremost of the Six Desires Demonic Forms.

The jade statue fell into the pool, and the Moon Pool truly came back to life. The serene moonlight shone down, and laurel and white frost were scattered on the boats in the pool.

"【Guanghan Moon Laurel】 and 【Yinque Frost】 are both spiritual objects from the Purple Palace of the Taiyin Dao."

With a casual gesture, he gathered several laurel branches and Yin Frost, collecting six portions in total. Centered on the cold jade spirit statue, the moonlight condensed again, showing signs of regenerating the spirit.

Xu Xuan, however, showed little joy. The position of Taiyin Heng'e had been transferred to his inner realm, which involved the Moon Palace, and this was not a good thing.

A ripple came from the outside world. With a thought, he withdrew his mind and saw that the scroll was overflowing with colorful light. Countless heavenly demons were tearing at the deep purple haze above. Guan Quan's supernatural powers were unstable, and he was gradually becoming tainted by the demonic light.

Even so, this master of Louguan Dao still activated the scroll, using his own physical body to block the millions of heavenly demons.

Xu Xuan flipped his hand and summoned the Thunder Pool. The thunder roared and burst forth, turning into countless lightning branches. He held the pool and drew his sword, single-handedly breaking through the formation and repelling a group of heavenly demons, before arriving at Guan Quan's side.

This mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator was on his last legs, his deep purple mist dimming. From within him, a purple phoenix took flight, its head bearing a spiritual seal, its light soaring into the heavens and illuminating the Dipper and the Ox.

The supernatural power [Huanbaohua] is the most powerful ability to enhance the might of magical artifacts and generate wondrous effects. Guan Quan entrusted his true spirit to the treasure seal, abandoned his physical body, and escaped from the demon horde.

A purple phoenix soared through the sky, and the Spirit Seal descended, sweeping away all the demonic energy. Accompanied by the vast purple aura, the purple phoenix that Guan Quan had transformed into swept away Xu Xuan and soared into the sky, heading straight into the void above.

"senior."

Xu Xuan was about to speak, to probe whether the other party had witnessed Miao'e's manifestation and his absorption into his inner world, when he heard Guan Quan's voice sound quite fearful, and he said in a low voice:

"Fellow Daoist Bijie, may I ask which esteemed figure made the move?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Xuan almost instinctively tightened his grip on his sword, a faint sword intent emanating from it. Guan Quan, however, sighed:
"I originally thought that greed and evil had taken over your name and appearance, and that it was too terrifying for a Thunder Sword Immortal to be trapped in the Demon Realm, so I also imprisoned you in the [Plain Paper]."

"So you have such a fortunate connection, fellow Daoist. With the master's favor, the two demons are naturally powerless against you."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Xuan's heart sank, and he subtly activated his supernatural powers, but restrained himself and asked:

"Senior Guan Quan, what did you see?"

"It's from Lei Gong—"

Guan Quan's voice rang out again, filled with trepidation. He suddenly paused, and within Xu Xuan's Qi Sea Dao Realm, the Xuanqing Qi differentiated into Zi Qi, showing signs of stirring.

The true spirit of the Louguan Daoist Master, entrusted to the Spirit Seal, had various memories extracted, enveloped in layers of purple energy, and instantly returned to the Dao realm.

The memories within the purple aura manifested, and he understood what Guan Quan had seen, which slightly startled him.

Amidst boundless demonic energy, Xu Xuan stood, as lightning struck from the heavens and calamity rolled in.

A divine form emerged from the void, dressed in black robes and a dark crown, with three heads and six arms, pupils like silver lightning, commanding divine might, and riding a fierce and terrifying chariot. It was the great wrathful form of the She Lei Dao.

The Suspended Chaos descended upon the Thunder Marsh, and it was the last time the master of this Dharma form went there to open the eyes of the Chaos God.

"Fellow Daoist Bijie, how did you come to be in my [Plain Paper]?"

Guan Quan's voice rang out again, as if he had forgotten what had happened before. The purple phoenix soared, carrying Xu Xuan to the heavens, with thousands of heavenly demons following closely behind.

"Where are these two demons, greed and lust?"

"I do not know either. I only saw the light of Mara emerge, and then the demon disappeared."

Xu Xuan felt relieved to see that Guan Quan had forgotten what had happened before. After their interaction, he realized that although this True Man Zi Qi was a righteous person, the matter was of great importance and could not be known to a second person.

'The revival of the Dao realm has the effect of erasing memories, seemingly through the connection to the Purple Qi technique.'

He recalled the previous scene, how the immortals concealed themselves, which had the effect of hiding. This time, the slaying of the Heavenly Demon was like a long-awaited rain in the Dao Realm. The Dao Palace, the Dao Vein Heavenly Stele, and the Shadow Maiden Pool were all intact, and many hidden palaces and pavilions appeared, gradually restoring the immortal scenery of the past.

"I underestimated the methods of the Great Delight, which has implicated you, fellow Daoist."

Guan Quan's voice came from the spiritual seal, sounding rather helpless, "The Plain Paper came from the First Blessed Land. It reverses truth and falsehood. I thought it could trap pleasure and desire, but it still managed to escape."

Behind them, the Heavenly Demon roared, and Xu Xuan slashed with his sword, but it was only a drop in the ocean. Guan Quan, who had transformed into a purple phoenix, soared into the sky and gradually reached the edge of the void. All around, there was overflowing colorful light.

“I have sacrificed my physical body and used this treasure of merit to protect my true spirit, but I cannot stop the demonic nature. Fellow Daoist Pijie, I will send you out of the [Plain Raft]. You may go first.”

Guan Quan's voice deepened, and his supernatural powers shifted. Purple energy came from the east, creating a crack in the pale white space above, revealing a scene of the human world within.

The purple aura swirled and sent Xu Xuan into the rift. The demonic energy surged forth, but Xu Xuan annihilated it, preventing it from ever being reborn.

"senior."

He roared. Guan Quan was a rare righteous figure who single-handedly held back the entire Heavenly Demon Ferry, even sacrificing his physical body. Xu Xuan admired him greatly and naturally refused to leave him alone here.

"Retreat quickly."

Xu Xuan was unwilling to flee alone, for behind him were the people of Qingzhou. With the Heavenly Demon sweeping down, how many could survive?
The Way of the Earthly Thunder is to protect living beings and subdue evil and demons. When the [Heavenly Tribulation] was activated to its limit, the nature of the Earthly Thunder was generated. Xu Xuan saw the crack behind him closing, but he did not retreat. Instead, he walked to Guan Quan's side.

"Senior, slaying the demon is the priority."

Zi Luan let out a long cry, and Guan Quan's voice came through. It was quite complicated. He sighed, "I have cultivated for three hundred years, but I never thought I would be in this situation today."

Suddenly, purple energy surged, and the clouds and mist were dazzling. The phoenix spread its wings, and the spiritual seal fell, shattering the demonic energy into specks of colorful light.

Xu Xuan held up the Thunder Pool with one hand, where silver lightning rolled and shot out like thousands of streams of light, sweeping away the demonic nature. With the other hand, he raised the sword, and the Tribulation-Slaying Sword Intent arose, and the Thunder Palace's punishment manifested, slashing down the howling and surging Heavenly Demon.

The [Heavenly Tribulation] is becoming increasingly wondrous, with its inner vision resonating with the external world. Thunder can be wielded with ease, and the many key points of the [Thunder Gathering Formation] are now becoming clear.

However, the demonic energy below surged again, and the heavenly demonic light surged forth once more. Even with all their supernatural powers, Xu Xuan and Guan Quan could not withstand it. They were about to reach the edge of the raft and be devoured by the demonic energy.

With a mournful cry, the Purple Phoenix fell into the demonic light, and Guan Quan's true spirit wavered, gradually becoming tainted by the demonic energy.

Xu Xuan wanted to use lightning to help, but was blocked by demonic forces, and could only watch Guan Quan fall into danger.

Unlike him, Guan Quan had to constantly guard against the infiltration of demonic energy. He had to wield the plain paper while suppressing the demonic energy. Even though he was at the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm, he could hardly withstand it.

Just then, a distant bell rang out from above, causing the many demons to pause and stop their movements, giving Guan Quan a chance to catch his breath.

"Senior Guan Quan, activate the raft and let the demons surge out. My elders have already brought the ancient treasure of Qi here."

Nan Wang's voice rang out, stirring the void. Above the Spirit Seal, purple energy surged, breaking through the demons and revealing the human world through the cracks.

Xu Xuan acted decisively, harnessing the silver lightning to retrieve the jade seal that carried Guan Quan's true spirit. He protected himself with sword intent, cleaved through the vast white void, and took a step forward, arriving once again in the sky of Xining County.

Above the clouds, dark clouds had gathered, obscuring all the light of day. He looked up and saw a massive, pitch-black bell that blotted out the sky, with the heavy clouds covering Xining's sky only partially obscuring its mouth.

This bell is made of metal, and is completely black. Above it is a black tiger with a fishing hand, and below it are eight petals. The images of ten demons are arranged on it, representing heaven, earth, man, gods, ghosts, yin and yang, disease, and demons. All those who cultivate truth and refine qi will be hindered by it.

"The Northern Yin Demon-Subduing Bell, a powerful artifact of immense power, has been acquired by a great master of the Wu family."

Guan Quan's voice boomed, and Xu Xuan lifted the Spirit Seal, broke through the void, and retreated violently. An extremely terrifying pressure came from above, making his supernatural powers unstable.

All the Taoist techniques that I used to be able to use at will now go wrong. My luck is not smooth, my Taoist heart is unstable, and my supernatural powers are not working. All of this is caused by that giant bell.

The demonic flames flickered, and Nan Wang appeared riding a tiger. He immediately ordered Xu Xuan to step forward and protect them with demonic energy, then led the two away from Xining.

"Senior Guan Quan, your Dharma body?"

"It's alright, my true spirit is unharmed and my supernatural powers are complete. I'll just go back to the mountain to find some spiritual objects and create another dharma body." Guan Quan smiled, the spiritual seal flashing brightly. "With Senior [Bei Yin] taking action, it seems there won't be any problems this time. I'll rest for a while."

The purple aura dimmed, and Guan Quan's voice gradually faded away. Xu Xuan solemnly protected the Spirit Seal and continued to flee forward with Nan Wang.

Snow and ice peaks rose high in the sky, and a white-robed cultivator stood atop them—it was Wei Shuang.

This cultivator from the Cold Soul Path wielded a sword and saber in his Purple Mansion, his aura unstable. He was freezing and killing many scattered Heavenly Demons to prevent their escape.

Where is Senior Guan Quan?

Upon seeing this, Wei Shuang hurriedly called out, and Xu Xuan handed over the Purple Seal, which fell into the other party's hands.

"Senior is alright, but his physical body has dissipated and he has been overwhelmed by the exertion, causing his true spirit to slumber."

Wei Shuang carefully put away the purple seal, looked at Xu Xuan, and spoke sincerely:

"I misunderstood you, fellow Daoist. I have offended you before. I hope you will forgive me. If you ever come to my Frost Plum Sect, I, Wei Shuang, will surely repay you."

"It doesn't matter."

Xu Xuan naturally wouldn't hold it against her. After spending some time together, he found that Wei Shuang was a straightforward person. Her previous actions were due to the fact that Da Leyu's methods were too sinister and he had to be wary of them.

High in the sky, the Northern Yin Demon-Slaying Bell resounded, its sound echoing throughout Xining and spreading across Qingzhou.

Numerous divine lights rose from afar, and from a distance, the demonic bell could be seen. The nearby Purple Palaces all retreated, as if avoiding snakes and scorpions.

From within the rolling demonic clouds, a figure gradually emerged, supported by countless layers of light.

This man had an old face, white hair and beard, cold and stern features, and eyes that were completely black without a trace of white. He wore a dark black Taoist robe with images of black tigers, demons, and other creatures on it. He raised one hand high, holding up a demonic bell that blotted out the sky.

A peak Purple Mansion realm cultivator of the Dao of Qi, a Grand Master of the Martial Family, [Northern Yin].

The dark blue demonic energy surged, the demonic bell rang, and it absorbed all the boundless demons below, transforming them into a torrent of colorful light.

At the ferry where the Heavenly Demon was born, demonic energy condensed and transformed into the form of the Demon Kings of the Heavens. For a time, ghostly poison flowed freely, dead souls lingered, resentment and anger surged, and evil energy coalesced.

The Demon King of Despair opened his maw wide and spat out billowing black fire, burning a piece of the void to ashes. The Heavenly Demon Ferry vanished, and a scorching black snow fell over the entire Xining region.

The Northern Yin Demon-Suppressing Bell shrank and fell, its interior glowing with ever-changing heavenly demonic light. The Purple Mansion figure stretched out his hand from his wide black sleeves, revealing stark white bones devoid of any flesh, and steadily lifted the demonic bell.

When the Grand Master of the Wu family took action, the Heavenly Demon was quelled in an instant, clearly demonstrating the difference in their abilities.

Xu Xuan's mind was stirred. This was the power of a great supernatural being, already possessing some of the wonders of a Golden Core cultivator. For example, the Demon King Shang Guang's rampage through the Underworld and the suppression of ten thousand demons in Beiyin were feats that ordinary Purple Mansion cultivators could not accomplish.

Dressed in black robes, Bei Yin held up the Demon Bell. His gaze shifted, passing through layers of void, and landed on Xu Xuan. Slightly puzzled, he murmured to himself:

"No?"

(End of this chapter)