Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 821 Killing Intent Soars to the Sky, Mount Ling Turns into a Grinding Ground of Flesh and Blood
Purple lightning separated the magical barriers, and Hu Lei, clad in a dragon-patterned robe, carefully avoided the layers of magical restrictions.

This third-tier spiritual vein origin, combined with the techniques of several Core Formation cultivators, ultimately resulted in a mutated restriction that posed a significant threat to him.

The verdant spiritual light enveloped the three spiritual plants: Thunder-Swallowing Vine, Bone-Treating Osmanthus, and Sweet Pear Tree.

He was delighted and looked at Fang Yi with admiration.

‘It’s done! ’

Taking advantage of the detonation of the spiritual veins, they swept through the area, forcing out all the hidden forces left behind by the Azure Water Pavilion.

The spiritual light of this Azure Sea Tide Restriction is dim, with only a few loose ends remaining. It can be completely broken in one or two years at most.

Compared to the ten-year timeframe estimated a few months ago, the progress has accelerated nearly tenfold, and the dangers have also decreased dramatically.

"Senior Brother Qingyangzi, what should we do next?"

Fang Yi's divine sense trembled, and the gnarled roots and stems of the ancient tree transformed from the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner wriggled and swayed.

"Boom!"

The Jiuquan Mountain, riddled with legal prohibitions, shook violently.

Dozens of miles away, Qiushui Pavilion and Baigu Hall were roused and forced to fight back.

The three colors of precious light—azure, deep blue, and bone white—clashed along the spiritual veins, creating a vast and powerful energy.

"Although the Sweet Pear Tree, the Bone-Melting Osmanthus, and the Thunder-Swallowing Vine have been relocated, there are still six third-tier spiritual plants among the nine spiritual springs in the mountains."
The hidden trick left behind by the Grand Master of the Azure Water Pavilion was detonated, and in the nearly one hundred miles of spiritual land, under the protection of the third-tier precious medicine, there was no longer any Azure Sea Tide magic restriction.

Junior Brother Laohulei dispatched his disciples to the sacred and dangerous places in the mountains to break the magical restrictions and collect spiritual herbs.
Of any opportunities gained, only one-tenth must be handed over to the sect; the remainder belongs to the sect's disciples.

"Only one-tenth is being given, Senior Brother Qingyang is showing consideration for the disciples, but isn't that too little?"

Hu Lei frowned slightly. Ruan Xiang, Chi Ming, and Yun Hui were all troublesome figures that they had stopped.

Sharing a small share of the sect's benefits with its disciples and taking care of the younger generation is one thing, but why give away the lion's share?

"Senior Brother Green Snake, Senior Brother Xiao, Junior Sister Yang, please try to persuade Senior Brother Headmaster."

"I'll listen to Senior Brother Fang." Xu Qingshe smiled innocently, knowing that the amount of spiritual herbs he obtained was not small, but how could he easily compare with the two of them?
He still spoke up, saying, "The matter of this sacred land of Nine Springs Mountain is entirely up to Senior Brother."

"Fang Yi can make the decision on this matter." Xiao Changce stroked the petite and exquisite Ajiu, whose scales were like jade, completely unconcerned.

He naturally supports the successors of the orthodox tradition.

'So generous?!'
Noble character and integrity?

This is a huge profit of over 100,000 spirit stones; even after sharing the spoils, it would be a considerable sum for a Core Formation cultivator.

Seeing that Xu Qingshe and Xiao Changce didn't seem to care at all, Master Hulei felt helpless but also somewhat understanding.

Xu Qingshe is a third-tier alchemist whose cultivation has reached the level of a sect leader. He has a bright future and will not lack spirit stones.

Xiao Changce is a disciple of the Great Master Guangsheng, and will surely inherit his legacy and become wealthy.

His gaze shifted and landed on the graceful female cultivator with eyebrows like distant mountains and a chilling aura.

What does Junior Sister Cai'er think?

"Senior Brother Fang can make the decision," Yang Cai'er said calmly, her eyes icy.

She had come to Jiuquan Mountain because of Fang Yi, and she was naturally delighted to accept this unexpected opportunity.

If it's just a contest of skills, that's acceptable too.

"Brother Hu Lei, don't forget why we attacked Nine Springs Mountain."

Fang Yi's demeanor was gentle, but his eyes were ruthless, and his words were like a chilling wind that pierced to the bone.

"Since the beginning of our battles, we have had both victories and defeats against the Biyue Pavilion and the Baigu Sect."

However, the battle was not fierce enough, and not a single fake Dan cultivator had fallen. How could they possibly wage war and disrupt the fortunes of the Great Cloud Realm?

The Great Cloud's fortune remains undisturbed. How can the Burning Heart Glass Mirror, a treasure left behind by the Zoroastrianism in Thousand Lakes, conceal this fortune-telling treasure?
How did Master Uncle Red Eyebrows break through his cultivation level?

"What does Master mean?" Hu Lei's expression froze, and a terrible thought surfaced in his mind.

"kindness"

Fang Yi's eyes showed neither joy nor sorrow, but he vaguely sensed the auras of cultivators dozens of miles away, which were seeping into the Nine Springs Mountain.

The poison, drop by drop, spread along the spiritual veins.

That's the gist of it; too few people died.
Whether it's the Azure Water Pavilion, the White Bone Sect, or any other sect within it, the number of fallen cultivators is far too small.

"The medicinal herbs in the peak are a life-saving treasure?"

Master Hu Lei looked at Fang Yi with awe. Among the cultivators in Jiuquan Mountain, the Five Extreme Peaks accounted for nearly half.

If this were to continue, venturing into the Hundred Mile Nine Springs Mountain to compete for the spiritual medicine, how many would survive?

Forty percent?

Thirty percent?

Or 20%?

With the enhancement of Chi Mingzi's mastery of poison, his killing power is especially for disciples below the Core Formation stage.
Even if the two great masters from different sects personally took action, they might not be able to match him.

"Master, is this truly your intention?"

"kindness"

Fang Yi nodded, his eyes deep and unfathomable, like a bottomless, icy pool.

icy!

How heartless!
How can the lives of the disciples in the sect be compared to his progress in the art of spiritual healing?

How can we compare him to someone on the Nascent Soul path?

"The Nine Springs Mountain is quite dangerous, but the medicinal herbs are very valuable."

Among those six third-tier spiritual plants, two were even Core Formation spiritual plants.

The opportunity has been created. Whether the disciples of the sect can advance further, whether they become snakes or dragons, depends on their own fortune and methods.

"Junior Brother Hu Lei, Junior Sister Cai'er, I'd like to trouble you two to preside over this."

"Yes!

"By the decree of the revered Master!"

Hu Lei's face was solemn as he bowed deeply, a hint of fear rising in his heart.

'Were those two third-tier spiritual plants, which can help with core formation, deliberately left behind by Fang Yi?'
Lure them with benefits; the opportunity to break through their limitations lies ahead.

He could foresee that even the cultivators in the sect, knowing the dangers and near-death experiences in the Nine Springs Mountain, would still rush in like moths to a flame.

after all
That's a golden opportunity to form your core!
As Hu Lei and Yang Cai'er stepped into the misty fog, the Azure Lotus Banner was raised.

"Wow!"

The lotus flowers sway in the breeze, and the lotus seeds fall from the seedpods, taking root, sprouting, branching out, and growing leaves, evolving into an endless expanse of green lotus leaves reaching to the sky.

"disease!"

A five-colored spiritual light rippled from Fang Yi's fingertips.

In an instant, the power of the Withered and Flourishing Small Grotto-Heaven descended, and runes evolved within the Azure Lotus Domain, with the Daoist essences of Wood Growth, Great Flourishing, and Wood Yi pouring in.

"Buzz!"

The nascent form of a Taoist temple completely enveloped and concealed the small plot of spiritual land.

"Junior Brother Xu, Master, Chi Mingzi's mastery of spiritual poison has reached a transcendent level, and he is also skilled in the art of poisonous gu."

"To prevent him from wiping out all the disciples and ruining our plans, the three of us need to join forces." Fang Yi said in a deep voice, his eyes gleaming.

"His cultivation in the Poison Path has reached the upper-level third rank?"
Not a mid-grade tier 3?

Xiao Changce was startled and subconsciously spoke in a deep voice.

"In that case, Chi Mingzi is only one high-grade poison magic weapon away from reaching the level of a sect leader."

He murmured softly, relieved:
"It's alright. It's alright!"

Although the Thousand Cocoon Urn possessed astonishing destructive power and was a poison-based magical artifact, it had been stuck within the Six Paths of Restriction for centuries, unable to advance any further.

The fire in Xu Qing's snake eyes flickered. With the help of 'Old Chen', he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

'Young Xu, you need to be careful of Chi Mingzi. He's a third-tier high-grade poison master with unpredictable and insidious methods.'

A moment's inattention could cost you your life.
The reason why Chi Ming hadn't revealed himself before was to lure people in for a fatal blow.

Now that Fang Yi, this armored Xuanwu, has turned the tables on him, Chi Mingzi will undoubtedly go all out. The spiritual herbs in Nine Springs Mountain are enough to make even a third-tier high-grade poison master like him envious.

Xu Qingshe remained vigilant. In terms of the ability to kill in secret, among all the arts of cultivation, the path of poison was considered top-notch.

but.
His gaze swept over Fang Yiyuan and saw his imposing presence and the aura of a grandmaster, and his heart instantly calmed down.

"Elder Chen, Senior Brother Fang Yi is a sect leader with the combat strength of a true master, and he has condensed a Wood Dao Golden Core and his medical cultivation is at the middle level of the third rank."

He was also aware of what we knew.

Since my senior brother didn't remind me, he must have had his own plans, considering how far he's cultivated.

Xu Qingshe's divine sense flowed, and he murmured in a telepathic voice:

'Throughout his cultivation, Elder Chen has witnessed how Senior Brother Fang Yi was schemed against and suffered losses.'
At most, it's a powerful master using force to suppress someone.

That's true.

Inside the bronze ring, 'Old Chen's' expression froze, and he said with a strange look:

'Fang Yi, wearing armor, wouldn't make a move unless he was 80-90% certain of success.'
If there is no way to deal with Chi Mingzi, he will certainly not use the power of detonating the spiritual veins to destroy the spiritual land.

Ultimately, for several years, cultivators at the mid-stage of Core Formation and above were unable to take action due to the complete collapse of the spiritual veins.

Fang Yi summoned the Five Poison Cauldron, where ancient and clumsy insect-like runes wriggled, and azure true fire licked the bottom of the cauldron.

"Junior Brother Xu, I would like to trouble you to refine a pill to strengthen your essence and blood, and to sustain your life force."

"A healing pill, not an antidote?" Xu Qingshe's eyes were filled with doubt, but he did not ask further.

"Alright, junior brother, let's start refining pills now!"

"Buzz!"

The furnace of heaven and earth emits spiritual light, surrounded by the fragrance of elixir.

Within the bronze ring, 'Old Chen' had a vague idea of ​​what Fang Yi was plotting.

'Is this to ensure the cultivator's survival, rather than to remove the spiritual poison?'
whetstone?
"What a ruthless junior! To scheme to such an extent for a mere glimpse of the Dao!"

'This strange Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World is truly full of geniuses, except for the absence of a Nascent Soul True Monarch to oversee it.'
The troublesome and unorthodox aspects of the various Core Formation cultivators are even greater than those of the Nascent Soul sects.

Old Chen stirred up trouble and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"Can the Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Zoroastrianism withstand the ruthless and decisive cultivators of the Great Cloud Sect?"
It's truly something to look forward to.
Hey, how about I add fuel to the fire?

Fang Yi, unaware of Elder Chen's changing thoughts and his plans for a "great surprise," bowed respectfully and said:

"Master, please offer up the Five Flavors Pot of Spiritual Treasures to cook a nourishing and restorative meal that strengthens the body and replenishes vital energy."

"This is simple."

We've been master and disciple for a time, there's no need for such formalities.

A handful of crimson fire was ignited, the phantom of the Taotie emitted spiritual light, and the Five Flavors Pot of Spiritual Treasures was offered up.

Xiao Changce patted his storage bag, and boxes of spiritual herbs flew out. He tilted a gourd containing pure water, and crystal-clear spiritual spring water flowed out from the gourd's mouth, falling into the Five Flavors of Spiritual Treasures Pot.

"【Eight Treasures Herbal Soup】, 【Scrophularia Nourishing Qi Soup】, 【Astragalus Body-Nourishing Porridge】."
I have three third-tier spiritual food recipes in my hand that can replenish vital energy. Fang Yi, which one do you need?
Or should all three dishes be cooked?

"No need for a third-order formula."

The master used a method of downgrading to reduce the ability of spiritual food to replenish vital energy, in order to preserve the vital energy of cultivators as much as possible.

Even when faced with a particularly potent spiritual poison, it can still sustain its life.

Fang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp glint in them, and he spoke frankly:
"I will have my disciples prepare the missing medicinal herbs."

"kindness!

Has the vital energy been completely concealed?

Outside Jiuquan Mountain, Chi Mingzi frowned slightly, having completely lost the ability to sense the other party's aura.

"Trying to stall for time?"
dream! "

With a flick of his finger, the thousand cocoons sculpted from yellow clay were filled with plump insect eggs that bounced like drums, swallowing the miasma.

"All disciples of the White Bone Sect may use this Venerable Gu to enter the sacred land of Nine Springs Mountain."

"Break the restrictions and obtain the sacred herbs; only 50% of the profits need to be handed over."

"The cultivators of the Azure Water Pavilion are the same," Ruan Xiang said, her body radiating a flowing azure spiritual light, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.

"There are still two third-tier precious herbs in the peak, which can help with the formation of the elixir."

Whoever can break the spell will have the opportunity; they will then have to pay the difference in spirit stones afterward.”

Originally wary of the various cultivators from the White Bone Sect and the Azure Water Pavilion, his mind suddenly shifted, and greed arose within him.

"Respect the True Man's decree!"

A thin, grey-robed fake alchemist stepped forward, his excitement barely concealed.

This is Jiuquan Mountain, a sacred place that was once regarded as a forbidden domain by True Immortals who had reached the Core Formation stage!
Nine third-tier precious herbs alone are enough for a cultivator to go all out.

The gray-robed fake elixir conjured a bowl and took away a hundred poisonous insect eggs.

Immediately, with anticipation in his eyes, he fled towards the Nine Springs Mountain, where five-colored spiritual objects rolled and were covered with magical restrictions.

Following the cultivators, cultivators from the White Bone Sect and the Azure Water Pavilion were also eager to try.

Watching the pseudo-Dan cultivators and Foundation Establishment cultivators manipulate magical artifacts such as jade bottles, conch shells, and alms bowls to contain poisonous insects, Ruan Xiang, with her black hair flowing down her shoulders and wearing an apricot-yellow robe, leaned against the Autumn Water Pavilion, smiling and chatting.

"Brother Chi Mingzi, you've got a good plan, luring them with profit!"

With the help of the Five Insect Poison meticulously crafted by the Daoist brother, it's only a matter of time before the magical restrictions are lifted and Fang Yi is forced out.
It would be helpful if Fellow Daoist Chi Mingzi joined forces with me to take his life.

Fang Yi's body was refined with spiritual herbs, his flesh and bones as vibrant as precious jade; I will not take a single drop.

"good!

As Headmaster Ruan Xiang said…

Chi Mingzi nodded slightly, confident and composed.

He gazed at the Jiuquan Mountain, which stretched for hundreds of miles and was filled with dangerous and forbidden laws, and murmured to himself.

"They shattered the spiritual veins of Nine Springs Mountain, forcing me to use the Hall of White Bones to suppress the spiritual veins and preserve the spiritual medicine."
What a big spirit!
However, from this point on, Fang Yi had used every means at his disposal.

Once all the restrictions on the spiritual veins are broken and the dangerous areas are cleared away, it will be the opportunity to kill Fang Yi.

In this struggle for the precious sweetgum tree, we must also be wary of Ruan Xiang.

In the Autumn Water Pavilion, Ruan Xiang's eyes sparkled with a gentle light, yet she also harbored her own calculations.

"Once we use Chi Mingzi's poison techniques to wipe out the spiritual land of Jiuquan Mountain, we can then unleash our full power to kill Fang Yi."
Having confirmed that Tianquezi had no hidden tricks up his sleeve, Chimingzi was now useless.

'At that time, we can take Chi Mingzi's life. The White Bone Sect's poison path inheritance will greatly benefit the advancement of Xuanzhi Lingyi's medical skills.'

A month later, the sky was clear and blue.

Enveloped in spiritual clouds, a black-awning boat approached Jiuquan Mountain from a hundred miles away.

Inside the cabin, Fan Dacheng sat cross-legged, his body surrounded by a crimson aura and a faint aura of death.

He held a crystal lamp, its tiny flame flickering and crackling with sparks, burning away any remaining energy.

"How can it be!"

Exclamations came from outside the ship, and a flash of azure light disappeared. Li Heng was still in shock and doubt, and hurriedly sent a telepathic message.

"Uncle Fan, come out and keep an eye on Jiuquan Mountain!"

"Jiuquan Mountain?

What's so interesting about this sacred mountain?

Fan Dacheng frowned slightly, moved his stiff limbs, swallowed a pill to suppress the gloomy corpse energy in his body, and then stood up.

I don't know how much longer I can hold on.
Hopefully, I can hold on until Brother Fang's battle at Jiuquan Mountain ends, then completely lose my mind and be drawn to Li Shan.

He reached out and lifted the curtain, then stepped out of the cabin and onto the bow of the awning boat.

"How can it be!

What happened?!

Fan Dacheng's pupils dilated in shock.

And because the towering Jiuquan Mountain collapsed, only five-colored mist remained, covering a stretch of hundreds of miles.

Although he relied on external aids, he was ultimately a fake alchemist.

Furthermore, having cultivated the path of the corpse, he possesses an extremely keen perception of blood and malevolent energy.

"Surrounded by malevolent energy and filled with resentful mist, this is truly a fierce and malevolent place."

Qin Yu wore a blue lotus crown and a pine-patterned brocade robe. His aura was pure and refined, like an ancient tree.

He had reached the pinnacle of the Foundation Establishment realm, and his every move carried wisps of wood elemental energy.

"Imperial Edict!"

The Yi Wood Qi Observation Method!

A dark blue light appeared in his eyes as he sensed the varying strengths and anxieties of the cultivators beneath the swirling mist, which were extremely heavy.

"Uncle Fan, what exactly happened at Jiuquan Mountain?"

"I only conducted a brief investigation, and there are over a thousand cultivators' auras mixed together?!"

"I don't know either," Fan Dacheng said with a wry smile.

"Brother Fang has decreed that I go to fetch you all to Jiuquan Mountain."

Before I left, this place was still a place where spiritual peaks rose abruptly from the ground, covered with spiritual plants and precious herbs, showing no signs of the collapse of these spiritual peaks.

"Let me use the law to inform Brother Fang."

"Edict!"

Fan Dacheng took a token from his waist, his magic power surging, and on the token covered with wood grain, an elegant blue lotus was outlined.

The blue lotus sways, its formless waves flowing.

"wrong!
"Uncle Fan, stop immediately! Don't activate your magic! There are old monsters watching us from all around!"

"Buzz!"

Li Heng held the Vast Ocean Pearl in his hand, his muscles tense, and his magical power poured in like a torrent.

"Wow!"

The azure tide crashed against the waves, constantly shattering the magical power that transmitted sound.

After a few breaths, seeing that the sound transmission technique had been completely erased, he looked westward with lingering fear and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Uncle-Master Fan, this old monster from Nine Springs Mountain is spying on us with unfathomable power. Its cultivation is terrifyingly strong, and we cannot detect even the slightest trace of its true nature."
If we clash with them, we will surely die.

"Is the old monster spying on us?"

Qin Yu's fingertips changed into hand seals, and a seventh-grade green lotus swayed behind him, sensing the energy.

Fifteen minutes later, his eyes became serious.

"Junior Brother Li Heng, did you truly sense something?"

"kindness!

My senior brother knows that I possess the innate Kui Water Spirit Body, having condensed a high-grade Dao Foundation, and am exceptionally sensitive to fellow cultivators.

Thinking back to the vast, bottomless abyss-like energy he had just sensed, Li Heng said with lingering fear.

Mid-stage Core Formation.
No, ordinary mid-stage Core Formation cultivators would never possess such an aura.
We've met two Core Formation cultivators, Hu Lei and Jiu Han, before within the sect, but compared to them...
Like fireflies vying with the bright moon.

His robes fluttered, his face was solemn, and he said resolutely, "We must not disturb this old monster!"

Qin Yu and Fan Dacheng exchanged a glance, both seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes.

In terms of foundation, Li Heng possesses an innate spiritual body that has condensed a high-grade Dao foundation, imbued with profound mysteries.

"We will disembark and take a detour, concealing our presence as we enter Jiuquan Mountain. Once we see Master, everything will be revealed."

Qin Yu pondered for a moment, then made his decision.

Lean less.

A small, furtive boat landed cautiously on the edge of Jiuquan Mountain, in a dense ancient forest.

Qin Yu raised a crown adorned with mountains and rivers, its precious light shimmering, with brown ripples falling down.

This was the opportunity gained from killing Huang Huaiyu and wiping out the Huang family.

Seeing this, Li Heng waved his sleeve, and the black net emitted spiritual light, poised to unleash its power. This treasure was also an opportunity to annihilate his clan.

"go!"

Surrounded by crimson corpse energy, Fan Dacheng took the lead and stepped into the gray mist.

Qin Yu, Li Heng, and Huo Zhao followed closely behind.

Half an hour later.

The four men looked behind an ancient tree where more than ten corpses lay scattered about, their blood soaking into the soil, long since dried.

All that remained was the overwhelming stench of blood, malevolent energy, and murderous intent, along with a chilling aura of resentment.

"What a brutal battlefield!"

After Fan Dacheng scanned the area with his divine sense, the glass lamp in his hand lit up, piercing through layers of mist.

"Junior Nephew Qin Yu is skilled in the art of spiritual medicine. Let us see why this cultivator died, so that we may be prepared."

"kindness."

Qin Yu nodded slightly. This was already the thirteenth battlefield the group had experienced in just half an hour.

It is also the battlefield where the fallen cultivators had the highest cultivation levels and whose corpses were the most well-preserved.

He extended his long, slender fingers, his fingertips radiating magical power that transformed into azure silk threads that he unleashed.

"Pfft!"

The slender threads, like silkworms spinning silk, passed through the crimson robes and merged into the cultivator's decaying body.

"laugh!"

Black miasma emerged from the body, and in an instant, carrying a corrosive power, it spread backward along the azure hair.

"Break!"

Qin Yu's five fingers trembled, and his azure hair broke. Li Heng, who was poised to strike, unleashed the Vast Ocean Pearl, shattering the miasma.

"Wow!"

The four men watched with lingering fear as the black miasma dissipated, the corpses instantly turned into pus, and the robes that once shimmered with spiritual light turned to dust.

"A cultivator is approaching; this cultivator's corpse is bait!"

"Hehehe, let me see what prey I've caught?"

A gray beam shot in, surrounded by ghostly figures. Fei Xinyuan looked at the vigilant Qin Yu and his men with surprise in his eyes.

After confirming the appearances of Qin Yu, Li Heng, and Huo Zhao several times, he looked up to the sky and roared uncontrollably.

"Qin Yu?
Huo Zhao?

Li Heng?

"Haha, what a stroke of good fortune!"

"I'd like to see if Fang Yi can still cower in fear with his three personal disciples around!"

"Edict!"

With the banner swaying in his hand, Fei Xinyuan made a grasping motion with his five fingers, and dozens of white bone chains shot out.

"A Core Formation Realm cultivator?"

Fan Dacheng's expression changed, his eyes filled with determination, and he spat out a mouthful of blood into the glass lamp.

"Qin Yu, Li Heng, you two escape quickly! I'll hold off this Core Formation cultivator!"
"Since this old monster is so considerate of your master, Brother Fang Yi will surely be alright."

"Uncle-Master Fan!?"

Li Heng's eyes were bloodshot as he watched the white bone chains pierce through Fan Dacheng's chest, only to have them caught by Fan's hand.

"go!"

A ruthless killing intent flashed in Qin Yu's eyes, and his entire body was surrounded by scarlet spiritual light. He used the Blood Escape Technique to sweep up his two junior brothers.

"Only if we escape will Uncle Fan have a chance to survive!"

"You think you can escape now that you've fallen into my hands?"

Fei Xinyuan's aura surged, and he threw out the Thousand Soul Banner in his hand. A white bone demon god stepped out, and a pale handprint came down to capture Qin Yu and the other two.

"This is bad! This old monster is no ordinary Core Formation cultivator!"

Qin Yu was extremely anxious; this Core Formation cultivator was far beyond what they could handle even if they joined forces.

"Bullying juniors, what kind of skill is that?!"

A round, moon-inviting mirror rose up, its icy light striking out. Yang Cai'er's eyes were cold as she used the jade ring in her hand to strike.

"Crack!"

The White Bone Demon God froze, piercing the chains binding Fan Dacheng's lungs and viscera, and shattered them.

"Ice Soul Immortal Yang Cai'er?"

Fei Xinyuan's eyes were solemn. Since the early stage of Core Formation cultivators were allowed to enter Jiuquan Mountain, the two had fought several times.

He gained no advantage whatsoever.

A chill ran through Yang Cai'er's body. She scanned the area with her divine sense and saw Fan Dacheng's injuries. A hint of killing intent flashed in her eyes.

"Dacheng, you lead Qin Yu and Li Heng to the depths of Jiuquan Mountain. I'll handle Fei Xinyuan."

Fei Xinyuan frowned slightly, puzzled.

'It's only a hundred miles away, and messages have already been sent. Why hasn't reinforcement arrived yet?'

Deep in Jiuquan Mountain.

A towering ancient tree rose from the ground, its branches swaying, its magical power vibrating the spiritual veins as it battled against two vast magical forces.

Fang Yi's gaze was deep and he murmured softly.

"Youngsters should deal with their own affairs. Fellow Daoists Chi Mingzi and Ruan Xiang, it's best not to interfere."

　Calvin, a little late, here's 6000+ words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)