Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 210 You wretched creature, why don't you die quickly!

“You brat from Qingyun Sect, your arrogant and domineering aura makes you seem more like a demon than I do.”

The tall, thin old man's eyes gradually turned red, and the skull hanging above his head shone brightly with a red light. With a "whoosh," it smashed towards the sedan chair.

In an instant, a wooden sword flew out and slashed the red skull away. More than a thousand wooden swords instantly appeared around the tall, thin old man.

“One success and one failure is called a calamity. Before this world, there have been countless calamities.”

The sedan chair emitted a soft, gentle sound:

"This is the Boundless Sword Formation! Enter the formation and await your death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a thousand wooden swords, with ferocious force, pierced straight into various parts of the tall, thin old man's body.

The flying red skull emitted a blood-red light that soared into the sky, unleashing a ferocious and unparalleled power that shattered most of the attacking wooden swords.

However, as the wooden swords spun, the number returned to over a thousand, and they retaliated with an even more ferocious and continuous force.

In just a few breaths, the crimson light emanating from the red skull was no longer as rich as before, but rather showed signs of damage, resulting in a significant reduction in its power.

The tall, thin old man's eyes were filled with shock. He never expected that a mere junior from the Qingyun Sect would have such profound cultivation, gaining the upper hand without even showing his face and damaging his magic treasure.

Seeing the endless sword energy all around him and the relentless, sharp edge of the sword, the red light in his eyes turned crimson, and the skull flashed with a blood-red light even more dazzling and piercing than before, staining the sky blood-red.

In the distance, where many righteous sects stood, were a group of young people, including four or five from the Dazhu Peak lineage.

"Senior Brother, will Xiao Fan be in danger?" Tian Ling'er asked worriedly.

"This vampire demon is an old demon who has been living in seclusion for many years in the Demonic Sect. I have only heard my master mention him. I only know that this demon has been famous for hundreds of years and practices the Vampire Demon Art."

Song Daren comforted him, saying:

"Don't underestimate our junior brother because of his young age. His cultivation far surpasses ours, and he never does anything without a certainty. In addition, Master and Mistress are also at Liubo Mountain, so they have probably already noticed the commotion here."

As the two conversed, the young man in yellow above, facing the vampire demon's desperate struggle, simply said in a low voice:
"Boundless sword, boundless eons, those who enter this eon will never be able to escape, life after life."

His voice paused slightly, then grew increasingly indifferent, carrying far and wide:

"You wretched creature, die now!"

The Boundless Sword Formation surged forth with an unstoppable and incomparably fierce sword aura. The Bloodsucking Demon suddenly let out a shrill scream as his red skull turned to ashes, and he himself was pierced through the body by more than a thousand wooden swords.

As the tall, thin old man disintegrated, the crowd from the various righteous sects erupted in commotion, with exclamations of admiration rising and falling as they inquired about Song Daren and the others.

Upon hearing that the person above was only sixteen years old and had only cultivated for five years, they were first dumbfounded, finding it hard to imagine, and then couldn't help but look at the sedan chair with eyes full of admiration.

On the other side, the members of the Demonic Sect were all shocked and pale. The Blood-Sucking Old Demon was originally from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, one of the four major sects of the Demonic Sect. He was a well-known figure of the older generation, and his cultivation was probably no less than that of the chief disciples of the Qingyun Sect. How could he have lost his life at the hands of a junior today?

Many people, seeing that the person who fought the vampire demon was hiding inside the sedan chair, couldn't help but wonder if the righteous were once again displaying their hypocritical and shameless side.

They had a highly skilled person impersonate a young disciple of the Qingyun Sect, causing the Bloodsucking Demon to underestimate them and thus eliminate him in one fell swoop.

In an instant, many members of the Demonic Sect began to hurl insults at the righteous sects, calling them despicable, shameless, insidious, and vile.

The righteous sects were stunned for a moment, but then they reacted and retorted without backing down, even saying that the evil magic was not even a fraction as good as the true Taoist methods.

Just as several streaks of light rushed over, the group of demonic cult members scattered like birds and beasts. It was Tian Buyi and his wife from Qingyun Sect, along with Daoist Cangsong, who arrived.

As the group landed, the sedan chair also descended, and a young man in a yellow robe stepped out.

Seeing his charisma, everyone couldn't help but secretly admire him.

"Master, Mistress, I heard about the commotion at Liubo Mountain and came here on my way."

Upon seeing the young man in yellow, Tian Buyi immediately lost his strict teacher demeanor, especially after hearing his disciple announce his name in the battle against the vampire demon.

The thought that all the righteous sects of Liubo Mountain already knew that he had a disciple with extraordinary talent made the corners of his mouth involuntarily turn up. Su Ru, however, did not have the feigned seriousness of her husband. As soon as she saw the young man in yellow, she smiled broadly and pulled him aside, asking him questions with great concern. Tian Ling'er and the others immediately surrounded her as well.

starry night.

Outside a cave halfway up the southern slope of Liubo Mountain.

The boy in the yellow shirt quietly admired the full moon in the sky, while Lin Jingyu stood beside him.

"During the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament, I thought you were a genius comparable to Ancestor Qingye, but today I truly realize that your talent is probably even greater than Ancestor Qingye's."

Lin Jingyu paused, then said softly:

"Now that you have entered the Shangqing Realm and your cultivation is comparable to that of the chief monks of the various peaks, have you discovered the culprit from back then?"

"We've found some clues," Zhuang Buran said, looking up at the full moon.

"who is it?"

Lin Jingyu stared intently at the boy in yellow.

"I will always remember the hatred of the massacre of the village and the destruction of my home, and I also dislike the idea that debts are settled with death."

Zhuang Buran turned around and waved his hand:
"Jingyu, just wait patiently, we will have a day when we avenge our great grudge."

For the next ten days or so, for some reason, the members of the Demonic Sect disappeared without a trace, and no matter how the righteous sects searched, they could not find any trace of them.

That night, a fierce storm raged, and the waves rose higher and higher, with a faint tearing sound echoing from the depths of the sea.

Dozens of beams of light shot out from the southern half of Liubo Mountain and flew towards the depths of the sea.

As the group soared through the air, thunder roared in the sky, lightning flashed like snakes dancing wildly, and huge waves as high as small mountains suddenly surged up in the sea.

When the giant wave subsided, a strange beast appeared, over six or seven zhang tall. Its entire body was bluish-green, and it resembled an ox, but it had no horns on its head and only one extremely thick foot under its belly.

Just then, a group of mysterious men in black appeared out of nowhere and cast a red halo around the strange beast.

"It resembles a blue ox, with one leg and no horns, and its roar is like thunder. This is the ancient mythical beast, Kui Niu."

Tian Buyi's eyes narrowed:
"It seems that the Demonic Sect went to great lengths to come to Liupo Mountain just for this ancient exotic species. I wonder what kind of conspiracy they are plotting now."

Su Ru said in a deep voice:
"Luckily, Seventh Brother reminded us in time, otherwise the Kui Niu might have been taken by the Demonic Sect."

But then a red halo suddenly rose up in the distance, forming a magnificent red wall of light that trapped the Kui Niu within it. Above it, an ancient cauldron, its entire body glowing red, suddenly appeared.

A middle-aged scholar stood on it, his hands held across his chest in a mudra, chanting incantations in a low voice.

"We cannot let the evil cultists succeed."

Tian Buyi, who was leading the charge, summoned the Crimson Flame Immortal Sword. With a slight thought, the sword transformed into a fiery dragon that flew across the sky. It tore through the dark clouds, soared into the heavens, and charged toward the middle-aged scholar.

A flash of light appeared, and with a loud "boom," a pale-faced scholar stopped the menacing fire dragon.

Several more beams of light flashed by, revealing two figures: one was a bald old man, and the other was a fierce-looking but very short dwarf.

The Taoist Cangsong arrived late but arrived early, sneering:

"Well, you old folks have finally all come out into the world."

The young man in the yellow shirt, who had been following Tian Buyi at a leisurely pace, showed a hint of curiosity on his face:
"Master, do you know the origins of these three people blocking the road?"

Tian Buyi frowned slightly:
"The dwarf is called Bai Duzi, a demon from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect of the Demonic Cult. The bald man is the Duanmu Ancestor of Jieshi Mountain. As for this pale-faced scholar, I have never seen him before. The person who tried to take away the Kui Niu in the distance is most likely the current sect leader of the Ghost King Sect of the Demonic Cult that Xiao Yicai mentioned."

(End of this chapter)