Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 211 The Supreme Yang Within the Demon Realm Integrates the Holy Gate
A chilling wind swept through the mass grave, and the Yellow River Gang members dared not go any further.

Wu Sansi, Fan Shaoming, Xi Jie, and the others watched intently as Zhou Yi calmly walked towards the group of terrifying figures from the Demonic Sect.

"I think I really am a bit too late."

Zhou Yi saw seven or eight desiccated corpses on the ground, their deaths similar to those of the Weishui Sect's leader, Lü.

If Wu Sansi and the others were to get closer and observe, it would not be difficult to discover that they were elders of the Taihang Gang.

Zhou Yi's gaze swept over the corpses and then fell on the person between Jin Huanzhen and You Niaojuan.

He looked to be in his fifties, with a round head and long, loose hair. His eyes were closed, and a black aura swirled around his face, making his already dark complexion appear even more sinister. He looked alive, yet strangely lifeless.

The Yellow River Gang members also saw this person.

Wu Sansi was startled. He dared not offend the experts of the Demonic Sect, so he lowered his voice and said in a terrified tone, "Master, that person is Huang An, the leader of the Taihang Gang!"

Zhou Yi frowned slightly and asked Old Zhou with a sigh, "Is he dead?"

"You're interested in his kung fu too?" Old Zhou sighed, a strange smile spreading across his wide mouth. "He's not dead yet, but it's no different from being dead."

After saying that, he looked at the Evil King and the Queen of Yin.

"The two of you will find this Taihang Gang leader useless; he might be of some research value to me."

Before Shi Zhixuan and Zhu Yuyan could speak, Zhou Yi interrupted:
"Give him to me first, I have some questions for him."

Upon hearing this, Old Zhou's eyes flickered with ghostly light as he looked Zhou Yi up and down, but he couldn't discern his true nature.

The evil king and the empress remained silent as they watched.

Emperor Ding glanced at Huang An, then exchanged a look with Jin Huanzhen and You Niaojuan.

To the surprise of the Yellow River Gang,
These demonic sect experts seemed to be vying for Huang An, but the other party actually gave them face despite the Celestial Master's blunt remarks!
Old Zhou sighed, "Give it to him."

You Niaojuan grabbed Huang An's shoulder with one hand, lifted him up swiftly, and with a whoosh, his figure passed through the forest of coffins.

You Niao'er's strength was extraordinary.

But as Huang An flew over and approached Zhou Yi, it seemed to encounter a huge gust of wind, slowing down, and Zhou Yi grabbed him with one hand.

All the experts from the Demonic Sect looked at him.

Huang An was quite tall, but not very heavy.

Zhou Yi found it strange, grabbed Huang An's right hand, pressed two fingers against his Neiguan acupoint, and as he injected a stream of true energy, Huang An, who was in a state of tortoise breathing, actually regained a trace of life.

With each breath, the black aura on his face surged more violently.

The three heroes of the Yellow River stared at Huang An, their hearts filled with unease.

The Yellow River Gang and the Taihang Gang have always been mortal enemies. The two sides are roughly equal in strength. Although Huang An is powerful, he is no match for Tao Guangzu of Dapeng.

However, the Taihang Gang somehow acquired some evil martial arts, and the elders and leaders within the gang became sinister and eerie.

Huang An himself is even more eccentric.

Therefore, knowing that he practiced his skills in the chaotic graveyards in this area, the Yellow River Gang dared not offend him lightly.

After looking at the corpse in the distance, Wu Sansi, Fan Shaoming, and Xi Jie exchanged glances, all puzzled and unaware of the inside story.

at this time
"Ah~!"

A painful roar suddenly rang out.

They stared intently as Huang An, who had previously appeared dead, now had a ferocious expression. He was looking up and howling in agony, with veins like vines climbing from his neck to his temples, causing his eyes to fill with blood. He looked even more terrifying than an ordinary martial artist who had gone mad from practicing qi deviation.

"give up."

Old Zhou was not surprised at all:

"There is absolutely no way you can wake him up. He has somehow learned the sect's methods, but he has made a huge mistake. After the demonic seed ignited in the water and fire, he gained true yang. However, he wanted to extinguish the true yang and dissolve it in his qi and blood, stirring up the water in his qi and blood to gain yin again, attempting to ascend to heaven in one step and achieve yin-yang balance."

"As a result, his true yang energy did not perish, and it burned away his own essence, blood, and bone marrow."

He continued his commentary:

"Your true energy is indeed pure, but it's just an empty shell, containing only the most primal physical memories. How can it be awakened?"

What Old Zhou said was similar to what Zhou Yi had discovered.

This is the condition inside Huang An's body.

This is a flaw in the technique, but it also possesses a fatal attraction.

Because martial artists cultivate the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit, and the ultimate goal is to achieve a balance of yin and yang.

Now that it has appeared at the starting point, it gives people the feeling of instant success, arouses mental illusions, and greatly increases the desire to continue cultivating.

That's how the Taihang Gang members became obsessed.

Zhou Yi had read the secret manual given to him by Yuwen Huaji and felt that the two were similar.

Yuwen Huaji was able to restrain himself because he had cultivated the Ice Profound Force and mastered this martial art to perfection.

Like the Heavenly Frost Condensation Technique, this type of icy-cold attribute technique naturally has the effect of suppressing inner demons and calming the mind.

Huang An wasn't so lucky.

If Huang An hadn't known Li Mi's whereabouts, Zhou Yi wouldn't have cared.

At this moment, however, they looked at him in the direction of Old Zhou's sigh:
"Was his depletion of the three treasures caused by the burning of true yang, or by being drained and squeezed dry by others?"

The doubt in Old Zhou's eyes flashed by, and he revealed an arrogant look: "He was already like this when I came, how could I know? But this person has no respect for the supreme secrets of my Holy Extreme Sect, and he will end up like this sooner or later."

On this point, Old Zhou didn't exaggerate.

Zhou Yi had already realized that the Dao Heart Seed Demon could form the Ultimate Yang Limitless at the Demon Extreme stage.

Then ice forms in the fire, transforming the Dao heart from Yin within Yang into ultimate Yin.

This process will either be like a dragon eagle rising from the dead, or it will be like Lao Xiang slowly grinding away time.

Only when Yin and Yang merge can they achieve Yin-Yang balance, reaching the ultimate state where a single person can break through the void.

Therefore, methods like Huang An's, which rely on shortcuts in cultivation, are fundamentally beyond the control of ordinary people when applied to the cultivation of demonic influence within the Daoist mind.

However, Zhou Yi was not without options.

The true energy at his fingertips, which could soothe inner demons, suddenly changed, transforming from pure energy into black light.

All of a sudden.
The unimaginably pure demonic energy spread throughout the Taihang Gang leader's body, making him appear as if he were enveloped in a layer of black flames.

When these extraordinary phenomena of true energy manifested, even the Yin Queen and the Evil King were no longer calm.

Their eyes were fixed intently on the pure demonic energy.

Yu Niaojuan's eyes widened, and he let out a sharp, unpleasant voice: "This is...this is the Great Demon Seed Technique of the Dao Heart!"

Zhou Laofang, carrying the coffin, was also unable to look away, just like Jin Huanzhen and Emperor Ding beside him.

Old Zhou sighed repeatedly, making strange swallowing sounds. He smiled faintly, his eyes filled with extreme complexity: "So you really have cultivated the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique."

He couldn't help but take a step forward and ask, "Where is Master Xiang?"

Zhou Yi did not reply.

Just then, his true energy rushed into Huang An's crown chakra, and amidst the scorching true yang, a chilling aura suddenly swept over him.

The moment the chilling aura appeared, the expressions of the people from the Holy Extreme Sect changed once again.

Emperor Ding's zombie face looked like it had seen a ghost.

"Extreme Yang giving rise to Yin?!"

"How can this be!"

Old Zhou exclaimed in surprise, "You've actually cultivated the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique to such a level?!"

Zhou Yi confirmed that Huang An's condition was stable and gave a dry laugh:
"Since you've figured it out, why don't you call me Holy Emperor?"

Old Zhou was furious upon hearing this, his mouth twitching with anger: "Who acknowledges you as the Holy Emperor?!"

Jin Huanzhen glanced at Zhou Laotan and shook his head at him. You Niaojuan and Emperor Ding remained silent.

Zhou Yi smiled at the Evil King and the Empress: "Do you two admit it?"

Shi Zhixuan was only focused on the changes in Huang An, as if he hadn't heard his voice.

The Empress's smile faded, and she countered, "You wish to unify the Holy Sect?"

Zhou Yi frankly stated:
"The division of the Holy Sect has led to chaos. I must not only integrate the two factions and the Six Paths, but also reorganize the Heavenly Demon Strategy."

Empress Yin, after all, was the leader of the Yin Gui Sect and, moreover, the chief of the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect. Upon hearing his words, she frowned slightly.

"Since you have the support of the Daoist sect, why do you still interfere in the division and unity of my Holy Sect?"

Zhou Yi laughed and said, "Of course it's for Wan'er."

Empress Yin was taken aback at first, then smiled broadly, her eyes filled with admiration: "Whatever the Holy Emperor wishes to do, who among the two factions and six paths would dare to disobey?"

She then looked at the refined middle-aged man beside her and said sarcastically:

“If you had such courage, even if you had gotten together with Bi Xiuxin back then, I wouldn’t have fought with you for so many years and wasted my time.”

Her gaze was quite offensive:

"Shi Zhixuan, you're really terrible."

After she finished speaking, she began to admire the changes in Shi Xiewang's expression.

Sensing that he was angered by her, Yin Hou's smile deepened.

Shi Zhixuan remained silent, but Old Zhou sighed, snorting heavily and frowning deeply.
"Does Master Xiang know how wasteful you are?"

"besides."

Is he still in this world?

Everyone in the Demonic Sect looked at Zhou Yi, already regarding him as Xiang Yutian's personal disciple.

However.
“I’ve only heard of Xiang Xiedi, but I’ve never met him,” Zhou Yi said thoughtfully. “If I have the chance, I would like to have a conversation with him.”

Ok? !

Needless to say, even the Evil King Yin Hou showed surprise.

Jin Huanzhen stepped forward in confusion: "If you are not a disciple of Master Xiang, how could you have cultivated the Demon Seed of the Dao Heart to such a level?"

"Your understanding is too narrow."

Zhou Yi pushed Huang An's back with a palm, filling Huang An's body with the black flames manifested by his true energy in a vortex, and quickly entering his crown chakra.

"I am proficient in all the martial arts of Taoism, Buddhism, and Demonism."

"The Dao Heart Demon Seed I am using right now is very different from what you know. Whether I succeed or not has little to do with Xiang Xiedi."

"In fact, all laws originate from the same source and lead to the same destination, regardless of their paths."

"If one has enough talent, there is no need for any special method; simply observing the water of a great lake is enough to shatter the void."

Jin Huan really didn't know how to respond.

Old Zhou sighed, not believing it at all: "You must be covering for Master Xiang. The moment you used your Dao Heart to plant the demon, there was nothing to refute."

He couldn't be sure if he was trying to trick Zhou Yi into saying that.

At this moment, the veins on Huang An's neck were slowly disappearing, and his ferocious face became increasingly calm.

"He was burned by the true yang energy. Without the nourishment of the demonic true energy planted in his Dao heart, how can he be awakened?"

As Zhou Yi calmly finished speaking, the bloodlust in Huang An's eyes vanished without a trace.

His body was depleted, and Zhou Yi's true energy provided the energy to awaken his spirit.

In the apex of the head, the spirit that had been damaged by the burning of true yang was harmonized by the cold yin energy. The yin and yang flowed together and complemented each other, allowing him to briefly awaken from his slumber!
However, his injuries were irreversible.

Every moment he was lucid was draining his last bit of life force.

A phantom appeared above Huang An's head. It was a tangible spirit formed by Zhou Yi's power. It was emitting light, burning like a candle flame but incredibly fast.

This scene is absolutely fantastical, especially considering it takes place in a mass grave.

The Yellow River Gang members were all unsettled by the thought of supernatural things, such as someone having flames on their body.

"Whoo~~~~"

Huang An let out a long breath:

"Is this the ultimate state that technique can achieve? It's truly amazing. It seems I wasn't wrong to practice this technique; it's just that my talent is limited. What a pity, what a pity!"

Zhou Yi warned, "You will die soon."

Upon hearing this, Huang An turned his head, cupped his hands in thanks, and said:

"Thank you, Celestial Master, for freeing me from endless suffering. I never imagined that I could still have moments of lucidity."

Zhou Yi asked, "Who told you to practice this skill?"

"He is the Great Venerable One of the Great Ming Venerable Sect."

He added, "However, I practiced this technique voluntarily; he couldn't force me. I really can't control such a wondrous martial art."

"And who killed the people here?"

"Your Excellency, there is also the Shadow Assassin."

Huang An looked at the Taihang Gang elders: "The demonic seed cannot sprout. Their three treasures have been drained and become nutrients for others."

Zhou Yi glanced at Old Zhou.

This skill originated from the coffin palace, but it is even more cruel and domineering.

Old Master Zhou sighed that the true demons under his command were constantly being nurtured, refined, and supplied with true energy. If they could not break through, it would be a long-term, slow death.

That's why there are so many true demons.

When cultivators like Dazun and Yang Xuyan approach the inevitable failure process of 'freezing ice in fire,' a huge flaw will appear where true yang melts into blood, scorching their three treasures.

At this point, the person practicing the skill will lose all their resistance.

It was taken advantage of by others who used extreme methods to absorb it, and in the blink of an eye, it became an empty shell.

In this light, it seems that Shangguan Long of Luoyang also died in the same way.

Having read the manual, Zhou Yi had no more doubts after hearing Huang An's explanation.

"Is there anything else you'd like to ask, Celestial Master?"

Where is Li Mi?

Huang An said, “To avoid the Celestial Master, he has been hiding in the Daxing Palace. When I negotiated with him, I only felt that he was cautious in everything he did, and I thought he was a cowardly person. But I never expected that he had always been determined to kill you.”

"If the Celestial Master wants to find him, the Grand Venerable and the Shadow Assassin will definitely know."

Daxing Palace.
Seeing that his spirit was about to die, Zhou Yi asked again, "Do you know where the Yellow River Gang Leader is?"

"I don't know."

Upon hearing that his mortal enemy had disappeared, Huang An instinctively looked at Wu Sansi and the others: "It would be best if Tao Guangzu were dead. We'll meet in the afterlife, and he certainly won't be a match for me."

The three heroes of the Yellow River snorted:
"Don't worry, Chief Huang, you can go now."

Huang An's eyes were about to close when a look of regret suddenly appeared on his face:

Time flies too fast, like water flowing eastward, never to return. If I had another chance, I would diligently practice my skills, seeking a carefree and unfettered path in martial arts.

After saying that, he closed his eyes.

In his last moments of consciousness, he felt himself floating away.

You Niaojuan reached out and caught Huang An, who was thrown by Zhou Yi. He then casually tossed the body to a True Demon, opened the coffin, and placed the corpse inside.

From beginning to end, his gaze, like that of the other members of the Demonic Sect, remained fixed on Zhou Yi.

This method of awakening Huang An was beyond their comprehension.

Even the Great Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique does not possess this kind of power.

It seems that what he said before was true.

You Niaojuan noticed that the old demon was looking at them with a half-smile.

"I intend to integrate the Holy Sect. Neither the Empress of Yin nor the Evil King have any objections. Do the sect leaders of the Holy Extreme Sect have any objections?"

At first, none of the old devils knew how to respond.

Since you are not a disciple of Master Xiang, what gives you the right to unify the demonic sects as a member of the Taoist sect?
But they can indeed use the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique.

That pure demonic energy—who could argue that it was the essence of a Holy Emperor?

and
This old demon's current martial arts level is completely unfathomable; he's simply not someone to be trifled with.

They all looked at Old Zhou, waiting for him to make a decision.

Old Zhou sighed, shook his monk's robe, took three steps forward, and his whole body burst forth with powerful true energy.

Although his opponent's martial arts level was hard to fathom, considering his repeated defeats and his inability to swallow his pride, he had no reason to back down or be afraid.

"If you can still break my palm strike, then I, the sect master, will be quite convinced."

Before Old Zhou could finish speaking, a remarkably confident reply was heard: "Go ahead and strike."

His eyes blazed with ghostly fire as he shifted his position, keeping his gaze fixed on Zhou Yi.

As if searching for an opening, he didn't strike for a long time.

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "What, are you going to admit defeat?"

"Hmph, I've just figured out one thing."

Old Zhou sighed, a look of sudden realization on his face:

“Previously, I only felt that your skill was pure, but not as profound as mine. But strangely, my killing palm was always at a disadvantage the moment it touched your true energy. Now, I understand.” “It turns out that you have always possessed the pure true yang energy of the Dao Heart Seed Demon, and you have transformed the yang within yin into the ultimate yang by using Dao skills and Dao Heart to drive it.”

"I practice martial arts in a different way. My evil energy originates from fire in water. When it encounters your true energy, it is countered by the supreme yang energy, which evaporates the water in the fire, making the true energy loose and difficult to defeat."

Am I right?

"Part of it is correct."

Zhou Yi had already broken through the most yang acupoint in his Ren and Du meridians. Although he was far from the ultimate yang energy at that time, dealing with Zhou Laotan's evil energy was a piece of cake.

"Now that you've realized this, why do you still want to make a move? Don't regret it later."

"Hahaha!" Old Zhou chuckled three times, raising his right palm to the sky, instantly causing a strong wind to blow through the mass grave.

His martial arts skills weren't top-tier, but his profound skill was enough to make even the Yin Queen Evil King dare not underestimate him.

Zhou Yi revealed a strange expression:
"Not bad, it seems you've made quite a bit of progress in your research on relics. That palm strike looks quite impressive."

His relaxed tone during the comments immediately made Old Zhou's head flare with anger, and his neck swelled up considerably.

"Hey you! Take this palm strike!"

A strange cry filled with spiritual power rolled out from his throat, and the Yellow River Gang and some true demons all retreated.

Thick, dark demonic energy, as thick as ink, surged forth from his palm.

The demonic energy rolled and roared, condensing into a gigantic ghost palm, about ten feet in diameter, thicker than the previous Crimson Evil Palm.

This is the third transformation of his palm power.

Surrounding the demonic aura, there was a net of spiritual threads, like threads, tightly wrapping around the evil palm, which was Xi Ying's Purple Qi Heavenly Net Technique.

This spirit also took form and merged with the demonic energy.

In this way, with the power of the primordial spirit, even if it is disrupted by Zhou Yi's true energy, it can remain in disarray and then condense again, using its powerful strength to generate new life from destruction, making its palm force endless.

Any top-tier expert who clashes with him will inevitably be caught in a cycle of battling for true energy.

His greatest strength lies in using brute force to overcome skill.

At this moment, the enormous demonic hand pressed down, and the mass grave was truly swept by strong winds, with ghosts wailing and gods howling, and sand and dust swirling on the ground, just like a sandstorm in the northern desert!
Old Zhou sighed that the commotion caused by his actions was no small matter.

He stared intently at the old demon opposite him, watching to see how he would break through the palm strike this time.

Zhou Yi did not draw his sword. The moment he leisurely raised his palm, the violent wind around him suddenly stopped and the noise ceased.

His palm strike slammed into the massive, malevolent palm at a speed too fast to see clearly.

Old Zhou shuddered, and his primordial spirit net collapsed instantly.

He was shocked and looked incredulous.

His primordial spirit and the evil energy were broken from merging, so he had no choice but to fight back with his true energy. His true energy was restricted, so he was obviously going to suffer a great loss.

But Old Zhou was unconvinced. He thought that even if he suffered a loss, he couldn't let this old monster look down on him and mock him.

But something terrifying happened.

The demonic energy that should have dissipated suddenly compressed as Zhou Yi closed his palms, eventually becoming a single point, which he grasped and instantly refined!

At this moment, Zhou Laotan was no longer surprised, but like the Emperor, You Niaojuan, and others, he showed a look of panic.

Zhou Yi's blatant behavior has made them realize the truth.

Feeling his inner energy gushing out like a dam bursting, Old Zhou sighed and quickly withdrew his palm.

"you you.!"

He stared in disbelief, stammering for a long time, "You can actually absorb my true essence?!"

Zhou Yi didn't reply, but the smile on his face was extremely evil in the eyes of everyone in the coffin palace.

People in the martial arts world say that their coffin palace is evil and malevolent.

Compared to the person in front of them, it's nothing at all.

This is roughly how a mouse feels when it sees a fierce cat.

Unbeknownst to them, the people in the coffin palace glanced at the corpses of the Taihang Gang elders on the ground. They had become nourishment for others, and they themselves seemed to be no different.

"Not bad, your skill has greatly improved, and your true essence is also more refined than before."

As Zhou Yi spoke, he pointed his sword, and the demonic energy above him flickered, exactly like the flames that appeared in Old Zhou's eyes.

In Zhou Yi's hands, however, the demonic energy became even more active, pulsating incessantly, as if it had come to life.

Zhu Yuyan and Shi Zhixuan, two renowned figures of the Demonic Sect, were also stunned at this moment.

"Absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Old Zhou stared at the demonic energy in his hand, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

"You saw it with your own eyes, what's impossible about it?"

Old Zhou wiped away his sweat and said firmly:

"Even if you cultivate the Dao Heart into a demon and become a demon immortal, you cannot absorb true essence out of thin air. Only by using the essence of the relic to transform the primordial energy can you accumulate it. Otherwise, our sect's Holy Emperor only needs to pass on his power from generation to generation when he dies, so why would he need the relic?"

"I have never heard of any other school of thought that uses such a method."

When he said that, Zhou Yi realized that there really was no such thing as initiation or transmission of power in this world.

Then he remembered that the true energy in his Ren and Du meridians was cultivated along the twelve regular meridians.

Like the Longevity Formula, it has undergone mutations.

Therefore, I don't dwell on it at all.

Before Zhou Yi could respond to Zhou Laotan, the man's expression suddenly froze in shock, then he laughed eerily.

"You really aren't a disciple of Master Xiang, good, good!"

"At least I didn't live my whole life in his shadow."

Old Zhou sighed and took a deep breath: "Your cultivation of the Dao Heart Demon is even more wonderful than his. I would call you the strongest."

The people in the coffin palace could no longer look directly at Zhou Yi.

Upon discovering that this old demon could absorb their true essence, they all felt an instinctive sense of fear, not because they were cowardly, but because it was a natural bodily response.

Yu Niaojuan, who is known for his sharp tongue and performance art, shrank back this time and dared not utter a single word.

Old Zhou sighed, looked at Zhou Yi, and said again:
"Although I dislike you, we are different from my master. We belong to the unorthodox cultivation path of the demonic seed. The ultimate martial arts are truly mysterious and unpredictable. I admit defeat at your hands."

He gave Zhou Yi a deep look.

'Master, did you see that...?'

'Your orthodox Daoist heart's cultivation of demonic power is not the ultimate goal. Although I haven't reached it, there are still those who can surpass you!'

Thinking of this, Old Zhou felt as if he had made peace with himself, and a sense of relief welled up in his heart.

Although others were nearing the finish line, he was still halfway there, but eventually he had companions to travel with.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be able to become nourishment for others.

This is enough to prove that we are heading in the same direction and that we have not gone astray.

Zhou Yi took two steps toward Old Zhou's sigh, and the entire coffin forest retreated in unison.

"Since we've admitted defeat, let's settle things."

Zhou Yi laughed and said, "You guys have profound true essence, so why don't you act as demon seeds? I think if I absorb your power, even if it doesn't increase my martial arts realm, it will at least help me accumulate some foundation."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the coffin palace changed drastically.

"This matter started because of me. Senior brothers and sisters, you should leave now."

Old Zhou clenched his fists, showing no fear:
"He wants to absorb all my true essence, which will not be done in a short time."

Emperor Ding took out a huge pair of iron shears, and he officially tore off the mask. While wiping them, he said, "He and his lover broke in uninvited, desecrated my tomb, and stole my gold and silver stone tablets, lightness skill manuals, and ancient books of martial arts. I am going to settle accounts with them."

Upon hearing this, one of the Taoist priests slightly averted his gaze.

Given You Niaojuan's personality, he should be the first to run away.

But this world belongs to others, where can we escape to?

Given his advanced age, he looked at his junior brothers and sisters, gritted his teeth, let out a strange cry, and picked up the one-legged bronze figure.

Old Zhou put down the large vermilion coffin from his back and patted it repeatedly.

However, the person in the coffin remained unresponsive, as if dead.

Old Zhou called out twice: "Hey, Brother Zuo, Brother Zuo!"

Brother Zuo remained unmoved and lay quietly in the coffin.

The group's reaction was somewhat unexpected. Zhou Yi was choosing his words when Jin Huanzhen suddenly walked up to Lao Tan, bowed, and said:

"If the Celestial Master wants to integrate the Holy Sect, my Coffin Palace is willing to cooperate. As long as it is the Celestial Master's order, the Coffin Palace will obey."

Old Zhou sighed, thinking that begging for mercy was useless.

To Zhou Yi, these people are now like human relics.

No one understood the allure of relics better than they did.

However.
"Keep the relic from Champion City safe, I'll go get it."

"In addition, I have another important matter that I need you to do."

Zhou Yi said quite seriously, "As long as you do this well, you only need to follow the rules in the future, and I guarantee I won't cause you any trouble."

Jin Huan's eyes lit up: "Thank you!"

She vaguely sensed that this person harbored no murderous intent.

I wanted to ask what important matter it was, but then I remembered that he must have a reason for not saying so, so I didn't ask.

Old Zhou, You Niaojuan, and others looked at Zhou Yi with incomprehension.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone in the martial arts world knows he is a man of his word and never breaks his promises, it would be hard to believe that he would let it go so easily.

The evil king and queen, who had initially been interested in the methods of the coffin palace, stopped asking questions at this point.

"Did the Celestial Master come to Chang'an to retrieve the relics?"

"Yes."

Zhu Yuyan pressed further, "Have you seen Lu Miaozi again?"

Zhou Yi stated bluntly: "That's right, and I already know how to enter the treasure vault."

Upon hearing this, the Evil King and Empress Yin finally frowned.

They spent a long time on Yuema Bridge, unable to decipher the ingenious mechanism left by Lu Miaozi.

Since Zhou Yi was able to enter the treasure vault, retrieving the relic should not be difficult.

Moreover, his skill surpassed that of the Eastern Capital.

Having obtained the relic, it's unlikely anyone could snatch it from him.

But for the two of them, the relics were their last hope and they could not give up.

Zhu Yuyan then asked, "Do you know the method for extracting the essence of relics?"

Zhou Yi shook his head; he really didn't know.

Empress Yin immediately smiled: "It seems that Emperor Xiang Xie did not lie to me. I am the only one who knows about this method."

"The Celestial Master needs to understand one thing: if he forcibly extracts the primordial essence from the relic, it will be a huge waste, and it will be impossible to gain a long life again."

“The essence of life can be damaged or replenished; when it is full, it overflows.”

"Xiang Xiedi didn't absorb it all at once, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to survive from the Eastern Jin Dynasty to the Sui Dynasty."

This served as a reminder to Zhou Yi.

He didn't care about the method of extraction, but if he wanted to let others use it, there would be many more restrictions.

"Queen Yin, we can make a deal."

"Not urgent."

Zhu Yuyan remained very calm: "Let's first see who has the relic in their hands."

Shi Zhixuan suddenly asked, "Are you still going to Yuema Bridge?"

"nature."

Zhou Yi's response proves that he was not lying before.

"If you activate the mechanism from the Leap Horse Bridge, it won't be so easy for you to obtain the relic."

Shi Zhixuan casually reminded, "Right now, there are many experts there that even we can't ignore, and they're keeping an eye on things."

Zhou Yi smiled knowingly: "Alright, let's see who moves faster."

Shi Zhixuan suddenly asked, "Did Xiao Qingxuan come to Chang'an with you?"

Zhou Yi shook his head: "She doesn't want to tell you where she is."

Hearing his ambiguous words, Shi Zhixuan's eyes narrowed slightly: "The dangers here are completely different from those in Sichuan and Chongqing. In front of a group of people who are about to die, no one will follow the rules. You must not let her risk her life to solve the mechanism."

"Don't worry, I love her even more than you do."

Upon hearing this, Shi Zhixuan flicked his sleeves and vanished in a phantom.

"Celestial Master, meet me at Yuema Bridge."

The Empress's voice was still lingering, but she followed Shi Zhixuan away. She wouldn't let go of this good opportunity to ridicule the Evil King.

Based on the information he had heard before, Zhou Yi had a general idea of ​​who would be at Yuema Bridge.

Although this situation is somewhat tricky, as long as we don't delay and quickly retreat after obtaining the relic, no matter how many experts there are, they won't be able to do anything to him.

He immediately made up his mind.

Zhou Yi then asked Jin Huanzhen, "Do you know the method of transforming primordial energy into primordial essence within relics?"

"know."

Jin Huanzhen said, "This is a secret of our sect, but our master did not hide it. He does not mind us strengthening the sect's foundation by injecting our power into the relic."

After speaking, he focused his voice into a line and told him about the secret technique.

Zhou Yi memorized the secret method and pondered it for a while.

This time, apart from the relics, the matter of the Demonic Sect has been openly and frankly explained, and there should be no more obstacles in collecting the Heavenly Demon Strategy.

Another matter on my mind has also been settled.

He actually values ​​the coffin palace quite a bit, but it's too early to say anything now, so he won't go into details.

After glancing at the coffin that Zhou Laofang had brought, Zhou Yi turned and led the Yellow River Gang away from the mass grave.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as they watched this menacing figure walk away.

After holding it in for a long time, Yu Niao let out a few loud howls.

People overheard it from afar and thought a ghost had been born in the graveyard. Knowing he couldn't control his mouth, he dared not speak carelessly, fearing that opening his mouth would cause a great disaster.

It's one thing for others, but even with his full-powered escape technique, he couldn't escape this person.

“That old demon is truly despicable and terrifying. How did he manage to refine such a deadly technique specifically to deal with us? No wonder we always run into obstacles whenever we encounter him,” You Niaojuan scratched his head and cheek. “I’d rather not know the truth about this humanoid relic; I won’t be able to sleep soundly in the future.”

"No need for that, the old demon is still a man of his word."

Old Zhou sighed and his expression turned serious: "It seems we still need to study it. Only by cultivating to the ultimate level of being a celestial being can we be unafraid of his power suppression."

Jin Huanzhen advised, "Until then, let's treat him as the Holy Emperor and obey his orders."

"That's all we have to do."

Jin Huan felt relieved upon hearing Lao Tan's reply, fearing that he might try to challenge her.

Then he looked at Emperor Ding and said, "Junior brother, you knew he was the culprit all along, so why have you been searching for Li Mi?"

Emperor Ding said, "Li Mi realized why I was chasing him and explained the whole story. But I fought with him in Cixi, and besides, I can't deal with the old demon anymore. I need to find someone to vent my anger on, so it's perfect to transfer it to him."

Upon reflection, everyone realized that the Emperor was indeed brilliant.

Suddenly revealing the embarrassing story of the old demon stealing people's ancestral graves always makes him feel guilty.

According to the rules of the martial arts world, the old demon was in the wrong first.

This guy is extremely concerned about his image.

“Bang, bang, bang~!”

Old Zhou pounded on the coffin even harder, shouting with considerable dissatisfaction, "Brother Zuo, stop pretending to be dead!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the vermilion coffin: "I, Zuo, have just entered a state of tortoise breathing and am unaware of the outside world."

"fart!"

You Niaojuan cursed: "You old turtle Zuo are clearly afraid of dying. Didn't you say you wanted to fight the old demon? You said your sword energy was invincible and you would fight him in this lifetime. But when you saw the old demon, you didn't dare to utter a word."

"Yes."

Old Zhou also complained, "Zuo Youxian, you're so unfair! I carried you all the way here, and we almost got into a fight just now, but you were just pretending to be dead."

The voice of the person in the coffin lowered, and he said perfunctorily:
"Now is not the time. You all wait for me to nurture the sword in the coffin for a while longer. When I draw the sword, I will have no regrets, even in life or death, and I will surely settle the score with him!"

Yu Niao Juan cursed, "I'm not fighting that old demon anymore. Go ahead and have no regrets, but don't drag us down with you."

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(End of this chapter)