Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 211 Russell, the Sun of the Immortal Execution Realm!
That night.

The night breeze was slightly cool, darkness enveloped the surroundings, and the air carried the familiar, damp, and fishy smell of the sea.

Changshengtang Camp.

Bonfires stood in rows, and hundreds of disciples of the Longevity Hall sat around them, some meditating and others chatting.

On a hilltop outside the camp, a man and a woman stood in the shadows, their faces solemn.

"Vice Hall Master, is there still no news of the Sect Master?" the woman asked.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Perhaps the sect leader has found some mystical place and is temporarily trapped there."

“Recently, the thunder in the east has become increasingly loud. If the sect leader does not return soon, I’m afraid this immortal treasure will no longer be of any use to our Changsheng Hall,” the woman sighed.

The middle-aged man remained silent. At this critical juncture, the sect leader should not have failed to send back any news. He had a vague sense of unease, but how could this be? With the sect leader's strength, even if all the righteous leaders rushed at him, they could not easily capture him.

"Send more people to search for the sect leader tomorrow. If there is still no news by tomorrow night, we will withdraw from Liubo Mountain," the middle-aged man named Meng Ji ordered.

"Yes." The woman bowed deeply.

Meng Ji is a disciple valued by Yu Yangzi, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will be the next sect leader. In Yu Yangzi's absence, he is fully qualified to take charge of all affairs of the sect.

After finishing their business, Meng Ji and the woman prepared to return to the camp to take charge, but after taking only two steps, Meng Ji suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" the woman asked.

Meng Ji did not answer, but stared in one direction, where it was pitch black.

After a brief silence, a dazzling little sun suddenly rose, followed by a clear, sharp sound and a resounding dragon's roar.

Countless brilliant and dazzling lights, like sharp swords piercing the sky, suddenly appeared in the deepest part of the darkness and rushed towards the disciples of the Hall of Longevity.

Meng Ji's expression changed drastically, and he shouted in alarm, "Enemy attack! Be on alert!"

The sudden turn of events completely threw the members of the Longevity Hall into a panic. By the time they came to their senses, Zhang Xiaofan, Lu Xueqi, and others had already led a large group of people to rush in front of them.

Like a wolf among sheep, Zhang Xiaofan's Soul-Devouring Staff flashed with crimson light as he charged left and right, relentlessly attacking and killing. Wherever he passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and blood flowed freely.

Lu Xueqi was equally formidable. Her Tianya Divine Sword flashed with lightning, transforming into a blue light and shadow amidst the crowd, weaving back and forth, causing the disciples of the Changsheng Hall to fall to their deaths.

In addition, Chu Yuhong, Qi Hao, Lin Jingyu, Song Daren, Wen Min, Fashan and Faxiang from Tianyin Temple, Dali Zunzhe from the Vajra Sect, Shi Tou and his disciples also rushed into the crowd. The light of various magical treasures echoed each other, and the shouts of battle were endless.

"After tonight, the Longevity Hall sect will cease to exist in the world." Daoist Cangsong said coldly as he pierced Meng Ji's chest with his sword.

Tian Buyi, Shuiyue Zhenren, and the others nodded repeatedly. Their bodies were still brimming with bloodlust, clearly indicating that they had also personally killed many high-ranking members of the Changsheng Hall.

"It's a pity that the Ghost King Sect and the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect left. Otherwise, with Master Luo here, we could have completely eradicated the two largest branches of the Demonic Sect tonight." These words were spoken by the sect leader of Qingmao Mountain in the East Sea. Following his gaze, everyone looked up at the source of the light.

There, Bertrand Russell stood proudly atop the mountain, holding a small sun in his hand, like a god looking down upon the world, bestowing light and warmth upon humanity.

The light dispelled the darkness, providing righteous cultivators with a continuous source of physical and magical strength, and healing their injuries.

As you can see, the righteous disciples are acting like madmen, completely disregarding their own injuries. All kinds of spells are flying everywhere, not caring whether they will hit their own people, and not paying attention to the expenditure of their own magical power.

That is precisely why the battle situation has become so one-sided.

Cangsong's eyes flickered slightly. Logically speaking, when Russell severely injured Shangguan Ce that day, although the scene was grand, the surrounding people were all righteous disciples. How could the demonic path people know about it? His previous promise was just to set the tone for this matter.

The truth is, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect retreated because he secretly informed on them, which saved them from being besieged. But what about the Ghost King Sect? Could it be that there are spies from the Ghost King Sect among the righteous sects?

Once we return to Qingyun Sect, we must investigate thoroughly. If we confirm that the other party is indeed one of our own, then we must establish contact with him and lie low together. Currently, Luo Su is powerful, so the destruction of Qingyun Sect must be planned slowly.

Before long, with Russell's almost bug-like buff, all the disciples of the Longevity Hall were wiped out.

They did not stop and continued towards the next stronghold of the demonic cult.

They fought from night until day, almost completely wiping out the area around Liubo Mountain. Only a few small groups of demonic cultivators escaped when they saw the situation was not good.

This demon-slaying operation was a resounding success, and all the older and younger generations who participated in the attack were beaming with joy.

"Master Luo, this was truly a satisfying kill! If you ever need to carry out such a demon-slaying mission in the future, just give the order, and I will certainly lead my disciples to provide full assistance." Venerable Dali laughed heartily. His clothes were already torn and he was covered in blood, but his voice was full of energy.

“Venerable Dali is absolutely right. We, the entire Qingmao Mountain sect, await the command of True Man Luo,” the sect leader of Qingmao Mountain stroked his beard and echoed.

In an instant, a chorus of responses rang out.

Following Russell to exorcise demons offers three advantages: first, it allows you to expand your resume; second, it helps you build connections; and third, it provides valuable experience for your disciples.

Most importantly, there is no need to worry about casualties.

Killing three birds with one stone, why not?

Russell smiled faintly, raised his hand and pressed down, his voice gradually fading, looking every bit like the leader of the righteous path.

Just as Russell was preparing to imitate the Peninsula Sun's victor's speech, a long roar suddenly came from afar, like a dragon's cry, soaring straight to the heavens and shaking the surrounding areas, accompanied by faint rumbling thunder.

The weather changed drastically; the sky darkened visibly, and raindrops the size of soybeans fell, striking everyone's heart.

"Could it be a divine treasure being born!" Fa Shan exclaimed in surprise.

"Very likely." The head of Qingmao Mountain nodded.

Pairs of eyes craned towards the direction from which the whistling sound came, but without exception, although they were anxious, not a single one of them moved. They remained rooted to the spot, as if waiting for something.

"A celestial treasure has appeared! What are you all waiting for?" Luo Su shouted loudly, taking the lead and transforming into golden light to rush out. Then came Cang Song, Tian Buyi, and others, and finally, the rest of the group followed.

Countless streaks of rainbow light of various colors followed Russell's sun-like figure, outlining an incomparably magnificent scene outside Liubo Mountain. Dozens of miles away from Liubo Mountain, on a hillside, five figures stood: Wanrenwang, Mr. Gui, Qinglong, Zhuque, and Biyao. In front of them was a water mirror with a radius of three inches, reflecting the scene on Liubo Mountain.

Wanrenwang had spent more than ten years preparing the Four Spirits Blood Array to subdue the Kui Niu. Now that he had stopped because of a junior, he was naturally unwilling. Therefore, before leaving, he asked Mr. Gui to set up an array with ghost magic so that they could spy on Liubo Mountain from dozens of miles away. If Luo Su was not as powerful as You Ji said, he would lead his subordinates back to fight and take back the Kui Niu.

“That’s Russell,” Biyao said happily, pointing to the solitary figure in blue robes reflected in the water mirror.

Wan Renwang glanced at Russell, then at Bi Yao, and for some reason felt a little gloomy.

"Third Sister, in your opinion, how many moves would Russell take down Kui Niu?" Qinglong asked. He had heard Youji mention Russell's name more than once and was very curious about him.

"One move? Perhaps not even one move will be needed," Yu Ji said softly.

She understood that the Ghost King and the Azure Dragon did not believe her. In fact, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she herself wouldn't have believed that such a person could exist in this world.

"How does he compare to Wan Jianyi?" Wan Renwang suddenly asked, knowing that she had always harbored inexplicable feelings for Wan Jianyi.

“Wan Jianyi is not as good as him. He was not as good as him before, he is not as good as him now, and he will not be as good as him in the future,” You Ji said firmly.

"..."

Wan Renwang fell silent, his gaze fixed intently on the spirited young man in blue robes in the image.

Russell was surrounded by divine light, protecting himself and the three little ones from the wind and rain. He was like a divine blade that split the sky and the earth, cleaving the clouds hanging in the sky and allowing the light of day to reappear.

A whirlpool rose on the sea surface, and a huge figure suddenly leaped out from the depths of the sea, landing on Liubo Mountain, causing the mountain to shake.

"Kui Niu!" Tian Buyi frowned. It turned out that the magical treasure they had been searching for was actually caused by this strange beast.

"Kui Niu? What is that?" Tian Ling'er asked in a low voice.

Qi Hao explained: "The Classic of Mountains and Seas, Eastern Wilderness, records that there is a mountain called Liubo in the East Sea, which extends seven thousand miles into the sea. On it lives a beast that looks like an ox, with a blue body and no horns, and one foot. When it enters or leaves the water, there will be wind and rain. Its light is like the sun and moon, and its sound is like thunder. Its name is Kui."

"Then all our efforts were for nothing?" Tian Ling'er said dejectedly.

She voiced the sentiments of many people.

If it were a celestial treasure, these guys might be able to get a share, but this strange beast is utterly useless. They can't beat it, and they can't take it with them. If they provoke it, not only will they get nothing, but they might also get a good lesson from this beast.

"It seems you're all not interested in this guy?" Russell asked with a light laugh. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to everyone present.

“If Master Luo takes a fancy to this Kui Niu, then take it for yourself,” Venerable Dali said with a loud laugh.

“Tianyin Temple also has no interest in this strange beast,” Fashan added.

"Then I shall accept your offer." Russell made a grasping motion in the air, and a fan made of clear jade appeared in his hand.

"What use do you have for this Kui ox?" Tian Buyi asked. He didn't doubt whether Russell had the ability, but he really didn't understand his motives. Even if he wanted to raise a spirit beast, he wouldn't be interested in something so ugly.

“My senior brother has been complaining that Chaoyang Peak is lacking a guardian spirit beast, and I think this Kui Niu would be perfect,” Russell replied, waving his fan.

"You..." Tian Buyi was speechless. Did Chaoyang Peak intend to break away from Qingyun Sect and become independent? They even brought in the mountain guardian spirit beasts.

Russell didn't care what Fatty Tian was thinking. He walked through the air to the front of Kui Niu. Kui Niu had not seen a living person for thousands of years. When it saw Russell approaching, it let out a low roar, trying to scare him away.

Russell slowly stepped forward, opened the Mountain and River Fan reforged with the Mustard Seed Sumeru Technique, and with a gentle wave, the surrounding area instantly lost its original colors, distorted into the style of ink painting, with everything turning into thin lines, black and white, clearly distinct.

"Roar!" The Kui Niu let out a long roar, its huge eyes wide open, radiating ferocity, and its body was surrounded by surging lightning. With a single leg exerting force, it was about to crush Russell, this mortal who despised it, into dust.

puff!

When the Kui Niu fell to the ground, it was astonished to find that its single leg had disappeared without a trace, turning into ink stains all over the ground.

"Two choices: either admit defeat, or I'll castrate you and send you to mate with the bulls." Russell transmitted his meaning through his primordial spirit, which made the Kui Niu feel a chill in its crotch and a tightness in its anus. It hurriedly nodded in surrender.

Russell nodded in satisfaction. With a turn of the Mountain and River Fan, the surrounding ink-wash domain quickly swept the Kui Niu back into the fan surface. In reality, the Kui Niu's enormous body disappeared, and on his fan surface, besides a large black snake, there was an ugly ox.

At that moment, the entire audience fell silent.

If the sun the night before symbolized Russell's absolute dominance, and the warm dawn last night represented Russell's inner gentleness, then today's masterful use of ink painting represents Russell's ultimate awe.

The illusion becomes reality, and the world is transformed with a flick of the palm. This is not the magic of a cultivator, but the skill of an immortal!

"That's the Mountain and River Fan of the Old Ancestor of Wind and Moon? How can it have such power?" Inside the cave, Wan Renwang's heart trembled with fear. He had never heard of such a technique before.

Seeing her father's expression, Biyao smiled with pride, as if she were delighted by Russell's great abilities.

"Sect Master..." Mr. Ghost was about to speak when he suddenly noticed Russell looking up at him, as if he were looking at him through the water mirror.

With a loud bang, Mr. Ghost felt his soul shake, and a sharp pain shot through his chest. He vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Mr. Ghost!" Wan Renwang helped up Mr. Ghost, whose face had turned pale, not knowing what had happened.

"He's found us!" Mr. Ghost grabbed Wanrenwang's sleeve tightly: "Sect Master, let's abandon our original plan. Before this boy dies, everything is just a fleeting dream."

"Let me heal your wounds first..." The Ghost King did not immediately agree, but helped Mr. Ghost sit down, put one hand behind his back, and forcefully channeled his magic power.

Mr. Ghost shook his head. He knew that the Ghost King had long been blinded by power. Even if he gathered the four spirit beasts to activate the Four Spirit Blood Array and released Asura from the Dragon-Subduing Cauldron, Asura might not be a match for Russell.

This person is not a guest of this place, but a celestial being.

Humans can never fight against nature.

(End of this chapter)