Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 213 Preparing to Force a Way into the Tang Clan
These words were spoken in a very calm tone, but they sounded somewhat loud in this deep mountain forest.

Zhou Sheng's expression turned solemn as he stared at his sworn brother before him: "So, you want to die?"

He immediately guessed what was going on after Zhang Huaiyi made his move.

As one of the Thirty-Six Thieves and a master of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, his ostentatious display naturally attracted Zhou Sheng's attention, so he followed him all the way.

Indeed, Big Ears Huaiyi was a formidable fighter, a fact widely acknowledged within the Thirty-Six Thieves at the time.

Otherwise, so many brothers wouldn't have gone looking for Zhang Huaiyi when the incident happened.

But no matter how skilled he is, facing the combined attack of experts from both the righteous and demonic paths, even with his immense strength, he will ultimately meet his demise.

Faced with his third brother's direct words, Zhang Huaiyi smiled lightly: "Death? I've lived long enough. I trust my son's methods. There's no need to worry about that."

"My grandson is doing well; I've already figured out a way to take care of him. Now I have nothing left to worry about. My final choice is to lure out and kill those old guys who want the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, leaving a peaceful era for future generations."

"Hmph! You big-eared bastard, do you think you're only concerned about your family? What about us sworn brothers? What do you consider our sworn brotherhood to be?"

Zhou Sheng snorted coldly, a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.

As a disciple of Wudang, he naturally valued his promises highly, and his word was his bond.

Regardless of what others think, he at least cares about the matter of sworn brotherhood.

Over the years, he has also traveled back and forth to handle the funeral arrangements for his sworn brothers.

Zhang Huaiyi gave a wry smile and shook his head: "Third Brother, no matter what, I can't compare to you. Your skills are amazing, and you have an advantage in that area."

"Therefore, I can only entrust the rest of my sworn brothers to you. I admit I've let them down this time, but I can assure you that I've done right by them. What I'm about to do is for their sake."

"I need to handle this better. Killing those who are trying to learn the Eight Extraordinary Techniques will also benefit the brothers."

Faced with such remarks, Zhou Sheng fell silent again, his eyes fixed on Zhang Huaiyi, trying to discern something from the man with the large ears.

It should be noted that after the thirty-six men swore brotherhood, they went their separate ways.

But no one expected that the sworn brotherhood would be exposed, and that the names of all thirty-six of them would be clearly written out.

It is obvious that this traitor is one of the thirty-six people.

After so many years of investigation, Zhou Shengjing's first suspect was the big-eared thief in front of him.

According to the intelligence obtained, the person who leaked the secret was said to be a short person.

Thoughts swirled in Zhou Sheng's mind, and he was filled with inner turmoil, unsure of what to do.

The autumn wind blew, making the leaves of the surrounding trees rustle.

For some reason, the atmosphere in the room became a little strange.

This kind of atmosphere is completely abnormal among sworn brothers.

Zhou Sheng sighed softly, his usually unrestrained eyes now showing a hint of seriousness.

“I can’t just watch my sworn brothers go to their deaths. As the third brother and the eldest of the remaining sworn brothers, I can’t do nothing.”

"Huaiyi, I will deal with those who are trying to learn the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. Give up this decision."

Behind him, thick black Qi surged and boiled, causing the surrounding environment to change.

The fallen leaves on the ground were even buzzing.

The Qimen Dunjia technique began to unfold from beneath his feet, its vast scope encompassing the entire forest.

At the same time, Zhou Sheng began to become unpredictable.

In the perception of the supernatural being, the place where he was located seemed to be a blank space.

However, in Zhang Huaiyi's eyes, this third brother was clearly visible.

Zhou Sheng slowly spoke: "Huaiyi, listen to me, don't do this, everything is negotiable."

"In this place, I am the direction, I am the fortune! Time and space are determined by me!"

Feng Hou Qi Men: Mastering the changes in the world.

This is not as simple as just changing one's body.

This extraordinary skill transcends the application of piercing sorcerers; its simple execution is enough to surpass the Wuhou Qimen.

Despite his third brother's repeated attempts to dissuade him, Zhang Huaiyi remained silent, his golden light blazing brightly and illuminating the space around him.

"I'm sorry, Third Brother, my mind is made up. If my life can bring peace in the future, then it's worth it. If you really want to stop me, then come on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura became even more imposing, and that eerie blue light reappeared in his eyes.

At the same time, blue lightning crackled and roared around him.

“It’s not that I’m arrogant, Third Brother, you can’t stop me. The only person I’m wary of in the entire world of supernatural beings is my senior brother, Zhang Zhiwei, the current Celestial Master. If I really insist on going my own way, it will inevitably damage the harmony between my brothers.”

The two powerful auras collided at this moment, stirring up waves of wind and waves.

Logically speaking, Zhou Sheng should be able to control everything within this strange realm, but for some reason, the area where Zhang Huaiyi is located has completely slipped out of his control.

With their combined strength, even the two greatest heroes of the supernatural world today would not be able to defeat them.

Seeing Zhang Huaiyi's determined gaze, Zhou Sheng narrowed his eyes.

That was the fourth brother's move, and Huaiyi was even able to innovate on it, being able to use both divine spirit and thunder magic at the same time.

Indeed, it was impossible for him to win him over.

Taking action in this situation would damage the harmony between sworn brothers.

With a light breath, Zhou Sheng let out a soft hum, withdrew his flowing Qi, and stood still, staring intently at Zhang Huaiyi.

"Alright, since you want to do it, then I, as your third brother, won't stop you. But you have to tell me which sects you plan to go to next."

Seeing that Zhou Sheng had given up on stopping him, Zhang Huaiyi breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party had insisted on stopping him, he would have been in a real dilemma.

After a moment's hesitation, he replied, "According to the intelligence we've gathered over the years, among our thirty-six people, apart from the nine of us who have mastered extraordinary techniques, some of the others are not dead; they have all been hidden away by the sect."

Zhou Sheng nodded in response and picked up the conversation: "Yes, I've also gathered some information about this matter in recent years. The Huode Sect may have saved Fengping, and Gao Gen may not be dead either."

"Then there are the seventh and thirty-third brothers of the Tang Clan. According to some intelligence we have gathered over the years, the Tang Clan's former leader may have found a way to protect them. After all, I heard my master say that this man was not the type to kill his disciples."

"Even if it's for the sake of the overall situation, we will try to protect the two of them. Ha, everyone thinks that the Tang Clan is a cold-blooded assassin sect, but few people know that every member of their sect is very loyal. Later, I found an opportunity to sneak in. Although I didn't see Dong Chang and Xu Xin, I can be sure that at least one of them survived and stayed in the Tang Tomb."

With his ability to transform, he could now move freely throughout the entire world. Zhang Huaiyi looked up at the sky, a resolute glint in his eyes: "I have made up my mind. I will then attempt to break through the Tang Clan's gates. If I have the opportunity, I will enter the deepest part of the Tang Tomb to see if my two brothers are still alive."

His meaning was quite clear from those words.

The next target is the Tang Clan.

Zhou Sheng frowned slightly, his face somewhat serious: "This is not a good situation. There are quite a few experts in the Tang Clan, and these guys are different from ordinary cultivators. They practice killing techniques."

"Furthermore, over the years, the Tang Clan has maintained cooperation with the higher-ups. Even the All-Knowing Sect treats the Tang Clan with great respect and dares not slack off easily. Moreover, I have heard that the Tang Clan has a unique skill called Dan Shi, which is fatal to anyone who is hit. Others may not know if it is true or not, but you and I, as sworn brothers of Dong Chang and Xu Xin, have confirmed this with the two of them."

Moreover, during the War of Resistance against Japan, the Tang Clan members killed a group of Bihe Ninjas, making a great contribution.

Therefore, from any perspective, taking action against the Tang Clan is not a good decision.

Just as Zhou Sheng was about to say something again, Zhang Huaiyi waved his hand, interrupting him directly.

"Third Brother, there's no need to say any more. My mind is made up. The people of the Tang Clan are indeed powerful, but I am not an ordinary person either. I'll take this opportunity to see if Dong Chang and Xu Xin are still alive."

"I'll leave the rest of my sworn brothers to you. Also, I've already paved the way for my grandson, Zhang Chulan. If anything unexpected happens, I'll need your help, Third Brother."

At this moment, Zhou Sheng knew that he could not dissuade his sworn brother no matter what, and nodded heavily.

"Okay, don't worry about this. I'll handle everything."

Zhang Huaiyi nodded in response, said nothing more, turned around and leaped away in another direction.

"Third Brother, take care."

Watching Zhang Huaiyi's departing figure, Zhou Sheng's face was somber. He knew that this was probably the last time the two of them would meet.

With these thoughts in mind, he sighed softly, and thick black energy appeared behind him, enveloping him completely.

The next moment, Zhou Sheng disappeared completely, with only a bird chirping once before spreading its wings and flying into the sky.

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The Tang Clan of Sichuan.

It was evening, and the setting sun cast its last rays of golden light.

On the mountain, on the highest peak in front of Tang Tomb.

Standing here, you can take in the entire view of the scene below.

Chen Feng stood there, gazing at the martial arts school in the town below, his mind racing with thoughts.

In the past few days, he has taught all the disciples of the Tang Clan and meticulously planned their cultivation.

It can be said that, under this guidance, all the disciples of the Tang Clan have improved to some extent.

"What, you're still worried about things abroad now that you're back in the Tang Sect?"

Yang Lie, holding a wine jar, walked over from behind and casually tossed the jar at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng reached out and steadily took the wine jar, opened it, and a refreshing aroma of wine wafted out.

Open it, take a big gulp, and the moment the fine wine enters your throat, a slight coolness slides down your tongue. There is no sharp stimulation, but rather a mellow feeling from the fermentation of the grains.

"Yes, it is indeed good wine. I don't need to worry about things abroad. With Tangshan there, I am quite at ease."

Tang Gu, the first generation of disciples recruited by the Tang Clan when they opened a martial arts school, was a homeless child with no name or surname.

Later, due to his great talent and resilience, he stood out among the disciples and was given the Tang surname, thus truly being recruited into the Tang Sect.

Later, Chen Feng valued his steady character and took him abroad to handle various matters.

It's fair to say that Tang Gu is the strongest among the middle generation of the Tang Clan, and even Zhang Wang might not be able to defeat him.

Yang Lie nodded, removed the wine jar, and took a large gulp. Then, as if remembering something, he spoke:
"What's Tang Gu's attitude towards Dan Shi? Does he have any ideas about it?"

At this moment, the Tang Clan leader's tone took on a strange, inexplicable meaning, even carrying a hint of caution.

Chen Feng's eyes flickered slightly, and he guessed the reason why Yang Lie asked the question. He remained silent for a moment before responding.

"Yes, I asked him about this. Tang Gu is willing. He will adjust his condition and try the Tang Sect's ultimate technique, Dan Shi, within about five years."

The Tang Clan has always had a rule that all successive sect leaders must learn the Dan Shi technique.

In other words, only those who inherit the Dan Shi technique are qualified to become the head of the Tang Sect.

This rule is paramount.

Initially, only inner disciples with the surname Tang could become sect leaders in the Tang Clan. However, at Tang Bingwen's time, none of the disciples with the surname Tang inherited the Dan Shi technique.

So they changed the rules directly, making Yang Lie, a disciple from another family, the sect leader.

But now, decades later, only Yang Lie and Chen Feng have mastered the Dan Shi technique in the Tang Clan.

No, there's another one, Xu Xin, who's been stuck in the Tang Tomb and can't get out.

Over the years, Chen Feng has also tried to improve some aspects, using the Dual-Hand Technique to increase the probability of disciples in the sect successfully refining the Pill Devouring Technique.

Unfortunately, the effect was not ideal. The most important key to Dan Shi still depends on the cultivator's own temperament.

If you don't have a detached and disdainful attitude towards life, then the probability of success is very small.

In the battle at the Tang Sect's Heavenly Cave, many of the surviving masters died from inheriting the Dan Shi technique.

It's fair to say that without Dan Shi, the Tang Clan would likely have even more experts.

But giving up Dan Shi is impossible; it's not just a technique, but also the belief of everyone in the Tang Clan.

Even with his formidable strength, Chen Feng couldn't help but worry about such things, and he reached out to rub his forehead.

"Indeed, I have studied this over the years and found that there are ways to increase the success rate of inheriting the pill, but the most important thing is still the cultivator himself."

With his current perspective, he also senses the power of the Dan Shi technique and its potential for improvement, but it lacks a crucial element.

Yang Lie shook his head, downed the wine in the jar in one gulp, and laughed heartily a few times.

"It's alright, I can hold on for a long time. There's always a way out. Besides, you're here, aren't you? Chen Feng, you'll definitely outlive me, so there's nothing to worry about."

Even with this expression, a trace of indelible sorrow still flickered in his eyes. The lack of a successor had always been a deep-seated worry for him, like a thorn stuck in his throat, something he could not forget for a long time...

(End of this chapter)