Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 337 Sword Qi and Thunderous Sound
"what!"

A shrill scream sounded.

A Qi Refiner hanging from a rope was covered in blood, his flesh being gnawed by countless thumb-sized Gu worms.

"Kachacha..."

The white silkworm-like worms crawled all over his body, gnawing at his skin little by little.

Yet it does not damage the flesh and blood inside.

In the blink of an eye.

A living person's skin was gnawed away, revealing the bright red flesh and writhing blood vessels inside.

Its facial features were even more terrifying, with its eyeballs being devoured by something and two snake tails swaying in its eye sockets.

There is more than one such person.

On trees, on wooden stakes, beside waterfalls.

Hundreds of people suffered torture at the hands of the demonic sorcerers, their screams echoing as they wailed for life but could neither live nor die.

Blood flowed, forming eerie symbols in the gullies on the ground, and the pungent smell of blood permeated the surrounding area.

"Senior brother."

A disciple of the Netherworld Sect asked:
"Is what we're doing really effective?"

“The Mingxu Sect’s formation has been activated, isolating the inside from the outside. The disciples inside cannot see what is happening outside, and those few Dao Foundation cultivators are even more cautious. I’m afraid they won’t step out of the formation to confront us head-on.”

"Whether it works or not, we'll have to try it first." The monk wearing a black turban turned his head to look at them.
"With the Six Paths Saint Kings here, the Righteous Immortal Alliance is nothing to fear."

"However, some problems are best resolved before he grows up. There are two in the Mingxu Sect, so we must try no matter what."

"Oh!" The junior brother raised an eyebrow.
"Could the trouble that Senior Brother Yang mentioned be the Golden Core seed?"

"Not bad!"

"The Mingxu Sect actually has two Golden Core seedlings?"

"Exactly." Yang Wen squinted.
“Xi Chen, the newly promoted Dao Foundation cultivator of Mingxu Sect, is exceptionally talented. When he achieved Dao Foundation, a celestial phenomenon appeared. If he survives, he will most likely become a Golden Core Grandmaster. Few people know about this, but it has been confirmed by our people. The other person is Zhu Ju. He was originally ignored, but he recently showed amazing swordsmanship talent and should not be underestimated.”

"If we can take down either of them, our trip will not have been in vain."

"I see!" the junior brother exclaimed in understanding.

These demonic cultivators, who infiltrated the heart of the righteous immortal alliance on a mission, did not aim to kill.

The key is to gather intelligence and address potential future threats.

Nascent Soul cultivators cannot frequently take action due to various reasons; the battles between the righteous and demonic paths are mainly fought between Golden Core Grandmasters.

Solving the problem of two Golden Core seeds is indeed a great achievement.

"But……"

Junior brother frowned:

"Zhu Ju is steady, mature and shrewd. Even if we kill many people, he probably won't come out."

"As for Xi Chen..."

"This person has been trapped in the secret realm for many years and has few friends. We don't have any leverage over him, so we're in for a tough time!"

"Not necessarily." Yang Wen grinned, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.
"Keep killing!"

“If no one comes out, we will keep killing and taunting them until they can’t take it anymore.”

…………

It is unknown what methods the demonic cultivators outside used to project various scenes of their torture and murder into the Mingxu Sect's formation as illusions, in order to disturb people's minds.

Fortunately, with just a few adjustments, the phantom could be kept out of the thick fog and would not affect the sect disciples.

of course.

This requires a Dao Foundation cultivator to control.

This also means that the person controlling it must confront the illusion directly.

Behead!

Seppuku!

Insect bites!

Lingchi!

……

Numerous cruel tortures unfolded before my eyes, and the piercing screams never ceased.

"Uh……"

Liu Huang'er's face turned pale. She suddenly felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, so she instinctively covered her mouth.

But don't want to.

The more you cover your mouth, the stronger the feeling of disgust becomes.

"Uncle Master."

Xi Chen was taken aback at first, thinking that the other party lacked psychological resilience, but then he came to his senses:
"You are pregnant, so it is not advisable for you to stay here, and it is also not good for the baby in your womb."

"Go back, I'll be there."

"Xi Chen..." Liu Huang'er took a deep breath, suppressing her discomfort, and did not force herself to continue:

"be careful."

"No matter how much the demonic cultivators provoke you, no matter how many people they kill, you must not go out."

"Yes." Xi Chen nodded.
"Junior understands."

Liu Huang'er summoned the Amber Bell, wrapped herself in it, and transformed into a stream of light, returning to her cave.

She is several months pregnant and her pregnancy is already showing.

Even though she was extremely loyal to the sect, she had to take care of the child in her womb first.

Xi Chen withdrew his gaze, looked at the constantly flashing phantoms in front of him, gently shook his head, and threw out the Xu Feng Lei Flag.

"Crack!"

"call……"

The wind and thunder roared.

Just as Zhu Ju said, this treasure is about to advance to a mid-grade magic weapon, but he has not yet fully refined it.

If he could refine it to the point of complete control, with Xi Chen's foundation, he would be able to contend with a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Time passes slowly.

"Junior Brother Xi."

A figure flew into the sky and sat down cross-legged to the side:
"Let me do it!"

"Senior Brother Ji." Xi Chen opened his eyes, a look of weariness appearing in them:
"You've come at the right time. The piercing noise is confusing and disordered. If it continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."

"Senior brother, the demonic cultivators are treacherous and vicious, and they are most skilled at bewitching people's hearts. You must also be careful."

"Hmm." Ji Mingxi smiled calmly.
"fine."

"Go and rest. Come back in a few days to relieve me."

“Okay!” Xi Chen did not refuse.

In terms of talent and foundation, Ji Mingxi should actually be the most outstanding among the current generation of Daoist practitioners of the Mingxu Sect.

Ji Mingxi is born with a Daoist body. He is introverted and not good at speaking, but he actually possesses inner wisdom.

Before Xi Chen.

He is the one most likely to advance to the Golden Core stage.

Xi Chen was quite at ease with this Senior Brother Ji.

"what!"

"Help!"

"..."

The screams continued as always.

Ji Mingxi's eyes were clear and her complexion was normal.

He experienced the demonic calamity and fled with his sect, suffering no less than anyone else.

He doesn't talk much.

But I think a lot.

This stabilized Ji Mingxi's soul, strengthened her resolve, and gave her the Dao heart to remain calm even when faced with a collapsing mountain.

Therefore, the demonic cultivators' methods had no effect on him.

"A petty trick!"

"The struggle between good and evil has never been about the Mingxu Sect. Your entanglement here is just a waste of time."

He shook his head, closed his eyes, and regulated his breathing to refine his magical power.

However, he did not notice that as soon as he appeared, the demonic cultivators outside began to make their moves.

Furthermore, numerous wisps of blood energy, ignoring the array's obstruction, quietly settled onto his body.

I do not know how long it has been.

A familiar voice rang in my ears.

"Brother Mingxi!"

Ok?
Ji Mingxi suddenly opened her eyes.

But then they saw a beautiful young girl being bound by a white bone whip by a demonic cultivator and lifted into the air.

He had seen similar scenes countless times over this period of time and had long since become accustomed to them.

But this time it's different.

"Yun'er..."

That familiar face, that familiar voice, made Ji Mingxi's eyes glaze over and her lips tremble.
"This is impossible!"

"She's dead. My sister died more than twenty years ago, at the hands of a demonic sorcerer!"

Ji Yun!

his sister.

He died long ago at the hands of the demonic sorcerers!

"Really?" Yang Wen grinned.
"As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, you should have the ability to sense your blood relatives. Don't you have any sense at all?"

"Bring it up!"

With a wave of his hand, more than ten people were pulled into the void by an invisible force, screaming incessantly.

Although Ji Mingxi had never seen these people before, she sensed a familiar aura emanating from them.

This is……

The bond between bloodlines!

“The Ji family is a prominent clan in the Mingxu Sect. We killed some of them back then, but we also spared some to continue the family line.”

"You should know very well..."

Yang Wen laughed:

"The Ji family is prone to producing individuals with innate Dao bodies. Wouldn't it be a waste to kill someone with such a special physique?"

Pfft!
Pfft!
……

Ji Mingxi's heart pounded, his eyes gradually became bloodshot, and boundless anger rose from his heart.

"These are all members of the Ji family!"

Sheep Pattern points with one finger:
“They are all descendants of your brothers and sisters, some even of your generation, and have been raised by the Netherworld.”

"Peng!"

With a single clench of his hand, one of them exploded into a mass of flesh and blood.

"do not want!"

Ji Mingxi roared.

The bond between blood relatives caused him a tearing pain in his heart, and he roared furiously, "Release them!"

"Release them?" Yang Wen chuckled maniacally.

Do you think that's possible?

"Shh!"

The sword flashed.

One of the people still struggling in the field suddenly stiffened, and then countless cracks appeared on the surface of his skin. His whole body fell into countless pieces of flesh and blood, like a collapsing building block.

"do not want!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Help!"

"..."

The Ji family members were all pale-faced and struggled incessantly.

"what!"

The girl named Ji Yun screamed in terror, her face contorted as she watched the demonic cultivator approach.

"Brother Mingxi, save me!"

"Save me!"

"Stop!" Ji Mingxi roared.

"I said stop!"

A strange power gathered around him, like hundreds of blood vessels, slowly seeping into his body.

"what!"

anger!
Unwilling!

despair!

……

With the blessing of the Netherworld Sect's secret techniques, a wide range of emotions surged by tens or even hundreds of times.

Bloodline curse
This curse has no effect on cold-blooded and ruthless people, but it is the only weakness of some.

"what!"

Ji Yun screamed in agony as her slender arm was ripped off by the demonic cultivator, revealing a horrifying sight of bare white bones.

"do not want!"

Ji Mingxi roared in anguish and suddenly charged forward.

immediately.

A flower blooms right before my eyes.

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"Ok?"

Xi Chen, who had just returned to his cave to rest, showed a slight change in expression, and then flashed into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Mingxi was seen shouting as if she had lost control of her emotions.

"Senior Brother Ji!"

"what happened to you?"

He shouted loudly, but Ji Mingxi seemed not to hear him and rushed towards the outside of the formation.

"Brother!"

Xi Chen was shocked and hurriedly chased after him:
"Don't go out!"

No matter what.

Although he tried his best, he couldn't keep up with Ji Mingxi's speed and could only watch helplessly as she rushed out of the formation.

"Brother!"

Xi Chen charged forward, but abruptly stopped at the edge of the formation, a look of struggle appearing on his face.

"hey-hey……"

An eerie laugh came from in front of me:

"Since we're already here, let's come out!"

not good!

Xi Chen's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to turn around and go back, he felt a force grab him tightly and pull him outwards.

This force wasn't great, but it was just right.

"Shh!"

When he came to his senses, he had already escaped the protection of the Mingxu Sect's great formation.

"Ha ha……"

Several demonic cultivators laughed loudly, looking up at the sky:

"It wasn't for nothing that we waited here for so long, even bringing the bloodline of the Ji family from afar. Finally, someone has taken the bait."

An eerie aura permeated the surroundings, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was in chaos. This place was also a formation.

Xi Chen's heart sank.

Looking to the side, Ji Mingxi also had a gloomy expression.

"never mind."

Yang Wen glanced back at the location of Mingxu Sect and gently waved his hand:

"That coward surnamed Zhu is definitely not going to come out. These two spoils are enough."

"killed!"

"Om..."

As soon as he finished speaking, powerful auras surged from all around, and various magical treasures landed on the two of them from a distance.

Let alone Xi Chen and Ji Mingxi, who were only at the early stage of the Dao Foundation stage, even if they were at the late stage of the Dao Foundation stage, they would still be doomed.

Various colored lights intertwined in the sky, threatening to blast the two of them to death on the spot.

"Zheng!"

at this time.

A faint sword hum appeared.

The sword's cry wasn't loud, but it was distant and lingering, seemingly both in the sky and right in front of him, completely overpowering the surrounding noise.

"Wow..."

suddenly.

The colorful streaks of light in the sky suddenly exploded.

"puff!"

The head of a demonic cultivator in the early stages of the Dao Foundation stage was then taken, and his vigorous vitality vanished instantly.

The room fell silent abruptly.

"what happened?"

Some people looked terrified, their eyes twitching:
"what happened?"

Finding nothing, and the sudden death of one of their own Foundation Establishment cultivators—such a bizarre situation would frighten even a demonic cultivator.

"boom!"

A deafening roar came from several miles behind. The person who spoke was about to turn around when he saw a look of terror in the eyes of the others.

what happened?
He wanted to ask a question, but found that his vision suddenly became strange, and everything became fragmented.

But in the eyes of others.

His head also suddenly exploded, and his life force vanished.

"Sword Qi Thunder Sound!"

Yang Wen's face contorted in disbelief, and he roared:
"It's the sound of sword energy and thunder!"

"boom!"

The thunder roared, like a harbinger of death. Everyone in the room froze, wanting to hide but having no idea where to go.

Sword Qi Thunder Sound is a top-tier divine ability in swordsmanship. Not to mention Dao Foundation cultivators, even Golden Core Grandmasters rarely master it.

Once you master it.

The speed of sword flight increased tenfold, making it impossible for even a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator to keep up with the reaction.

Kill Daoji,

Like slaughtering a chicken!

When an ordinary Dao Foundation cultivator discovers the sword light, it means he has already died, and he may not even know how he died.

"when……"

A white bone shield appeared out of thin air, blocking a flying sword.

"Fake pills!"

Zhu Ju beckoned, and his figure appeared not far away, looking at the figure shrouded in black robes in front of him:
"The six sects of the Demonic Sect really think highly of my Mingxu Sect, as there are actually fake Core cultivators lying in ambush nearby. No wonder I have been on guard all along."

"You two."

He gestured towards Xi Chen and Ji Mingxi:

"Take the people back."

"what!"

Xi Chen was taken aback, and then he saw Ji Mingxi throw out a rope, tie the Ji family bloodline together, and rush towards the sect's formation.

"Want to go?"

The fake Core Formation cultivator in the arena spoke in a gloomy voice:

"Since you're out here, then stay!"

"Ok?"

Before he could finish speaking, his figure suddenly flashed, and another figure appeared where he had been standing.

Incarnation!

Goku!

Wukong's aura wasn't strong, but his ability to shift space sent chills down the spines of even a pseudo-core cultivator.

Shifting through the void?

Golden elixir?

"No!"

"It can't be a Golden Elixir."

He whispered:
"It must be some kind of treasure that can teleport through the void, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to escape."

"Shh!"

Wukong flashed and appeared beside Zhu Ju.

Zhu Ju raised one hand, and the Ten Directions Sword moved slowly in front of him, pointing at the group of demonic sect foundations.

Wherever the sword tip pointed, the cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage felt a chill run down their spines, yet they dared not move an inch.

"it is good!"

"The Mingxu Sect has impressive methods!"

The fake cultivator clenched his teeth, his eyes fixed on Zhu Ju:

"We'll see you later!"

If it were just Zhu Ju, he was fully confident of taking him down, but then there was that other person whose methods were unpredictable.

There is no certainty about this trip.

(End of this chapter)