Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 442 Qingyuan
In the mansion.

The Wuji Xuan light surged and soared into the sky. The entire secret realm was extremely vast, covering almost half the size of Langzhong in the void, which shows the power of this Junfeng King in the past.

At the exit of the secret passage to the south, the swordsman in the green robe slowly stood still, silver lightning dissipating. Before him was an open space covered with white sand, surrounded by walls on all sides, with twisted, snake-like incantations carved on the walls.

In the center was a triangular bronze altar, upon which rested a mound of yellowish-green clay.

The nature of the soil was changing. Numerous talismans were placed around the altar to suppress it, but the clump of soil was faintly drawing in the surrounding spiritual energy, and a fierce and desolate nature emanated from the altar.

'What a fierce spirit!'

He did not act rashly. Since entering, he had separated from Kongkong'er. This protector was better suited to hiding himself and looking for opportunities.

Since entering, I have obtained many scattered spiritual items along the way, all of which are at the Foundation Establishment level. However, the item on this altar in front of me is at the Purple Mansion level and is of the nature of earth.

The yellowish-green soil seemed to have been suppressed and worn down, its spirituality scattered, leaving behind a lingering malevolent aura.

Activating the Immortal Foundation and protecting himself with silver lightning, the [Heart of Calamity Pool] has undergone the refinement of elixirs and the enhancement of its inscriptions, reaching the fifth rank. Furthermore, it has transformed into a nature of social lightning, making it extremely extraordinary.

He encountered no sects that could restrain him along the way. Often, with a single slash of his sword qi and a descent of lightning, he could roam freely among the cultivators and arrive here without a single drop of blood on his clothes.

'The Dharma teachings can effectively utilize this substance.'

A thought struck him: whether the other party was preparing for a breakthrough or cultivating in the future, this earth-containing spiritual object was of extraordinary significance.

Although he had many disagreements with this junior brother in the past, he would not have any selfish motives when it came to matters concerning the rise and fall of the sect.

He turned the Panpo sword around, and the silver-white longsword gleamed with cold light. The killing energy of Geng was hidden within, and the thunder roared around it. This magic sword was already a top-tier magic weapon among those who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

To reforge this sword, the sect bestowed upon it a [Blood-Quenched Cold Tin], a spiritual omen that is extremely rare even among Foundation Establishment spiritual items, possessing the sharpest edge of any weapon.

He slowly walked towards the altar in front of him. After sensing it for a moment and confirming that there was nothing unusual, he was about to take it when a woman walked out of the palace opposite.

This person wore a crimson Taoist robe, had a sinister appearance, held an exquisite colorful lantern, and possessed extremely refined cultivation. Yellow yin flames scattered and fell, blocking Liu Xingfang's steps.

The two locked onto each other's aura almost simultaneously, but the woman's face showed a hint of doubt as she whispered:
"She Lei?"

Then, as if suddenly realizing something, her gaze lingered on the other person like a viper licking its tongue, and an enigmatic smile appeared on her lips.

"My name is Su Xian, a rogue cultivator, who serves the True Person Yin Hui. And who are you, fellow Daoist?"

"Da Chi Guan, Liu Xingfang."

Liu Xingfang remained expressionless, simply responding and slowly pacing. The other person followed suit, and the two began to circle around the altar.

The woman had a sinister look in her eyes, and a faint heat emanated from the colorful lantern in her hand, making one's heart tremble.

Her eyes lingered on his handsome face for a short while before she smiled and said:
"I've taken a liking to this spiritual item; fellow Daoist, you should leave now."

"What a coincidence, I also quite like this magical object."

"Fellow Daoist, do you not understand the principle of yielding to women?"

"don't know."

After Liu Xingfang finished speaking, the two stopped at the same time, their faces gradually darkening. They locked onto each other's auras, activated their immortal foundations, and instantly burst into action.

The Tribulation Pool hung high, with silver lightning flashing. Liu Xingfang instantly rode the lightning and flew away, his bright sword energy slashing down, scattering countless yin flames.

Su Xian, however, raised the colorful lantern high and activated his immortal foundation. A surge of yin fire erupted from the opponent's dantian, burning away his life force.

Liu Xingfang's expression remained unchanged. In an instant, his figure transformed into lightning, as if he had known all along. He forced out the ball of Yin Fire and extinguished it with his sword energy.

He condensed his form again and was already beside the woman. With a single sword strike, he caused her protective aura to crumble, and she was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Su Xian had a deep sword wound on her left chest, with lightning gathering on it, faintly stirring the Tribulation Pool, making the woman's face extremely ugly.

"You do know how to deal with Ding Huo cultivators."

Her thoughts settled slightly, but then she saw the man in the green robe point his long sword forward and laugh:

"I was taught by my teacher and I know a little bit about it."

Su Xian's expression was cold as he shook the colorful lantern, causing three flames of Yin fire to rise, all of which were at the Foundation Establishment stage.

The swordsman opposite him raised an eyebrow slightly, pointing his longsword forward. Five bolts of lightning leaped from it, condensing into a single point and radiating a captivating aura.

Where did all these social thunderbolts come from?

Su Xian's expression changed drastically as she saw heavy lightning bolts rushing towards her, enveloping her and clashing with the Yin Fire. In an instant, chaos ensued, and the two figures disappeared from sight.
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center.

The earth was shrouded in mist, and the brownish-yellow sunlight surged. Lifted by the gentle breeze, it rose into the sky and transformed into patches of rosy clouds, illuminating the many pavilions and palaces below.

Ahead stood a white jade platform, swirling with mysterious winds and shrouded in a hazy mist, obscuring everything on it. A ghostly light flickered, casting an eerie aura, from which emerged the figure of a white-robed swordsman. He appeared somewhat furtively, glancing left and right to make sure no one was around before letting out a sigh of relief.

"Only a fool would engage in fighting and killing."

Kong Kong'er smiled more. The [Netherworld Journey] he cultivated was a rare method for traveling through the Netherworld. Combined with his vision and cultivation, none of the cultivators present noticed his presence.

They quietly made their way to the very center, without even drawing their swords, and secretly took quite a few spiritual items.

"This is?"

He gazed at the things shrouded in white mist on the platform, a vague guess forming in his mind. His gaze sharpened, and he raised the [Du Yin] rapier in his hand, ready to step forward.

Suddenly, a pure and immaculate light shone upon him, instantly dispelling the gloomy wind beside him. Then, a gleaming dagger flew towards him.

He lightly flicked his sword, first parrying the dagger, and at the same time, his body shrank in the wind, turning into a mustard seed, about to disappear into the wind again.

The light of magic rose again, sweeping across the area, and he revealed his true form, falling from the netherworld.

Kong Kong'er's face showed some displeasure. He drew his sword and thrust it forward. A dark and gloomy light shot out, heading straight for the figure hidden in the white mist.

Then a woman emerged from among them, dressed in a green robe, with a heroic appearance, carrying an ancient sword on her back, and weighing a dagger in her other hand, she flicked away the eerie light.

"why you?"

Kong Kong'er remained calm, gently swinging his sword as he glanced at his opponent, noting that he was still at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage and did not possess any supernatural abilities.

A faint, illusory light of earth gradually rose from where the two stood, its ink-like hues flowing, making it difficult even for those in the Purple Palace to perceive the situation.

"I'd like to ask you, what are you doing here, sneaking around like this?"

Yinniang's gaze shifted, and she immediately smiled:

"Others may not know, but I am very familiar with your methods. What, you came here just because you smelled this place? Apart from that Ji soil, this place is the most valuable in the entire manor."

"My family wants everything here."

Kong Kong'er's expression was indifferent. He activated his immortal foundation, and many Yin ghosts struggled in the shadows behind him, gradually enveloping the area with Netherworld energy.

Yinniang remained still, activated her immortal foundation, and the pure light of true qi flowed around her, preventing yin energy from affecting her.

True Qi Immortal Foundation, [Immaculate Body].

"I think you're the one who wants to get it for him. That's quite a scheme. Giving him the things from Qingyuan Temple gives you more options. What, you also think he has no hope of getting the gold?"

"That's She Lei."

Kong Kong'er's expression gradually darkened, and with a flick of his dark rapier, he confronted the woman before him head-on.

"Unfortunately, I also want to take this item."

Yinniang slowly drew the Ancient Water sword from her back. The sword was covered with layers of water light, revealing the vastness of the ocean. It transformed into a dragon and leaped out, sweeping away the ghostly light.

“You have overstepped your bounds and should not have interfered.”

Her gaze grew cold, and waves swirled around her sword, pressing down like a vast ocean, causing one's breath to catch in their throat.

“I have my own plans, and the blessed land has never punished me; it has allowed me to act this way.”

Kongkong'er's figure gradually became illusory, and layers of white bones grew from the ground. The forms of ox-headed and horse-faced demons appeared, lurking in the netherworld, about to emerge.

"Let me see how much you've improved."

Yinniang chuckled softly and stepped forward, her sword already pointing at the dim light, subtly locking onto her opponent.

The two were poised to strike. The killing intent here was almost greater than that of the Foundation Establishment stage, making people tremble. However, there was a change in the Dao Platform behind them.

A gentle breeze stirred, and the white mist dissipated, revealing a majestic and wondrous celestial statue, about the height of three people, clad in silver armor of the Moon and adorned with a crown of flying phoenixes and dark clouds. There were many signs of worship around it.

The interior was filled with numerous pure earth spirits to form a divine body, radiating a divine light that caused the two people present to stop fighting and look at this divine sculpture.

This image does not depict the face; beneath the cloud-like crown is a surging mass of pure energy, and between the eyebrows is a radiant golden light, like a heavenly eye illuminating the entire scene.

He held a jade Taoist book in his hand, as if imparting the Tao. The book was filled with the changing light of pure Qi, and the mournful cries of dragons and phoenixes echoed as it fell gently.

"Qingyuan Temple".

Yinniang's voice paused slightly as a beam of ghostly light pierced through her, aimed directly at her brow, tearing at her soul. She smiled calmly and slashed out with her sword.

The ghostly aura and the true qi and spiritual light rose together, gradually engulfing this place.

(End of this chapter)