Zhu Tian: Starting from the Laughing Proud Yue Buqun

After the great battle at Fox Ridge Mountain ended, the leaders of the remaining branches of the Qingyun Sect, along with a group of Qingyun Sect disciples, moved the useful items from the Ghost King Sect out of the Ghost King Sect.

Afterwards, leaving behind a scene of devastation, the Qingyun Sect members left Fox Ridge Mountain.

After a long while, some rogue cultivators finally arrived at Fox Ridge Mountain and reached the Ghost King Sect's residence.

"The Ghost King Sect is truly gone!"

"The Ghost King Sect, one of the four major factions of the Demonic Cult, has actually been wiped out in a single day!"

"Qingyun Sect truly lives up to its reputation as the leader of the righteous path in the Central Plains, they are too strong!"

More and more independent cultivators and small sects came upon hearing the news. They were all shocked to see the dilapidated Ghost King Sect, which resembled ruins.

They were stunned, even trembling with surprise.

These small sects or independent cultivators are well aware of just how powerful the Ghost King Sect is.

To them, this was a behemoth, an invincible and powerful force that they could not afford to provoke.

Even such a powerful force was destroyed in an instant.

"Rumor has it that not only the Ghost King Sect was attacked by the Qingyun Sect, but the Hehuan Sect and the Wandu Sect were also attacked by the Tianyin Temple and the Fenxiang Valley respectively!"

"What…!?"

"Such a thing is true!?"

"Did the three great righteous holy lands agree on this beforehand?!"

Someone shared news they had heard from elsewhere, which once again shook the hearts of everyone present.

As more and more people arrived, everyone realized that this was a premeditated attack on the Demonic Sect by the three holy lands of the righteous path.

The war between the righteous and the demonic forces a century ago was almost a lose-lose situation, but this time, the demonic sect has failed to stop the offensive of the righteous path.

The Ghost King Sect was destroyed, the Joyful Union Sect suffered heavy losses, and the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was nearly crippled.

This is the fate of three of the four major factions of the Demonic Sect.

Unbeknownst to them, the Longevity Hall, one of the four major sects of the Demonic Cult, was also destroyed by Xu Qing.

Even so, everyone understood that the members of the Demonic Sect could no longer act as arrogantly as before.

They even had to hide themselves, conceal their identities, and not easily reveal their demonic identities.

The headquarters of the Hehuan Sect.

The massive complex was reduced to ruins, and Master Puhong's face was slightly pale, indicating that he had expended considerable energy.

“Master, some people still managed to escape!” Faxiang, dressed in a moon-white monk’s robe, walked to the side of the monk Puhong and said.

“Go back, that’s enough.” Pu Hong clasped his hands together.

He personally dealt a heavy blow to the Hehuan Sect, and its leader was suppressed by him.

Although some of the elites escaped, he didn't have much strength left to continue the pursuit.

The other disciples also suffered considerable losses, including casualties.

"Yes, Master." Faxiang breathed a sigh of relief. He was also injured, and this time he had caught the Hehuan Sect off guard.

However, the other side was ultimately a major sect of the Demonic Cult, and its strength was not weak.

The damage to Tianyin Temple was also considerable.

They were also powerless to continue annihilating the Hehuan faction.

Faxiang then relayed the decree of the Venerable Puhong to the others.

Meanwhile, the monk Puhong looked towards the direction of Fox Ridge Mountain in the Central Plains and murmured to himself:
"With Dao Xuan Zhenren's strength, he should be able to destroy the Ghost King Sect."

His opponent was far stronger than him; in the last battle, Pu Hong knew that his opponent had not used his full strength.

Although the Ghost King Sect possesses the divine artifact, the Dragon-Subduing Cauldron, it is still no match for the Azure Cloud Sect.

"Now only the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect remains..."

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Southern Xinjiang, the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

This place should have been a lush and vibrant land, but now it has become a scorched wasteland.

Flames! Flames were everywhere, turning the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect into charred ruins.

"madman!"

The Poison God, the leader of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, lay on the ruins, still cursing under his breath.

"You...can't take it anymore!"

Yun Yilan walked unsteadily, the Xuanhuo Altar behind her flickering, its power of the blazing sun having been reduced to ninety-eight percent.

"Are you insane?! You're willing to risk damaging your foundation to destroy my Ten Thousand Poisons Sect?!" The Poison God was utterly bewildered.

As if he had lost his mind, Yun Yilan unleashed the Xuanhuo Altar, a powerful weapon, when attacking his Wan Du Sect.

Even after burning a large number of poisonous insects and methods belonging to his Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and being poisoned by his Seven-Colored Centipede, Yun Yilan did not give up and continued to attack.

This guy seems like a completely different person; this behavior is entirely unlike Yun Yilan's. Yun Yilan slowly walked up to the Poison God, grinned, and leaned down to say:
"Our lord has ordered that the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect be annihilated."

"What?! Who?! Who is your master?!"

Poison God's pupils suddenly contracted, never expecting that a powerful figure like Yun Yilan would actually acknowledge someone else as his master.

And they achieved that level of success.

At the same time, he was also extremely curious about what kind of person Yun Yilan was, who would be so willing to damage his own foundation in order to take action against his Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

"Then I'll let you die knowing why. My master is... Dao Xuan Zhenren of the Qingyun Sect!"

boom!
The Poison God was greatly shocked, his body trembling violently.

"Dao Xuan!? It's actually him!" The Poison God couldn't believe it.

Dao Xuan was actually able to do this!

How can this be! ?
How could Dao Xuan be so strong that he could make Yun Yilan submit?

"Next, I'll send you on your way!" Yun Yilan raised his hand.

The Poison God's eyes flashed with malice as he roared, "If you want to kill me, then we'll die together!"

The Poison God detonated the poison sacs hidden within his body, unleashing a terrifying poisonous mist that engulfed Yun Yilan.

"not good!"

"Valley Master!"

Shangguan Ce and the other experts from Fenxiang Valley were all shocked, never expecting that the Poison God would still have such a trick up his sleeve at the end.

The poisonous fog was extremely powerful, completely corroding all matter within a hundred-foot radius around the Poison God.

But the Poison God died.

As for Yun Yilan, he also died.

He was actually at his limit. The Poison God was incredibly powerful, a figure who called himself a god in the demonic path. It was already a struggle for Yun Yilan to kill him.

The fact that the Poison God was forced to this point was due to the use of powerful weapons and a reckless burst of energy.

This also pushed Yun Yilan to her limit.

Therefore, under the final outburst of the Poison God, Yun Yilan had no power to resist and was reduced to a pile of bones under the poisonous fog.

It truly allowed the Poison God to achieve mutual destruction.

“Valley Master!!!”

The experts from Burning Incense Valley cried out in alarm, "This is truly a huge disaster!"

The power of the Xuanhuo Altar was nearly exhausted, and the Valley Master, Yun Yilan, had died.

"Master!" Yan Hong cried out.

Even though Yun Yilan values ​​Li Xun more, she still respects Yun Yilan.

And now, he's dead just like that.

Li Xun stared blankly at the scene, even his master, one of the world's top experts, had died so easily.

Death is terrifying!

"Retreat!" Shangguan Ce shouted. The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect still had some remaining strength, but they were too weak to fight any longer.

If this continues, they might all perish here.

And so, the battle between the righteous and the demonic forces in the Southern Frontier ended in a draw, with both sides suffering heavy losses.

Nobody won.

The news spread quickly.

Xu Qing, who was above the ruins of the Savage Temple, slowly opened his eyes. His gaze seemed to pierce through the vast distance and see the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect of Southern Xinjiang.

"The line is broken... Yun Yilan is dead?"

Xu Qing shook his head slightly, never expecting that the Poison God of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect could kill Yun Yilan.

Ultimately, it's because Yun Yilan is too weak.

"Very well, then I will go there myself."

Xu Qing stood up, and the world shifted unpredictably between darkness and light, the power of day and night changing, and the power of the Candle Dragon's time, all under his control.

He stepped out of the Desolate Temple, and the space around him seemed to regress, and he soon arrived at the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

Beneath the ruins, the remaining elders of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect were cleaning up the battlefield.

With a wave of his hand, Xu Qing summoned heavenly lightning to strike the ruins, annihilating the remaining experts of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

He didn't say a word; these people didn't even have the right to speak to him.

Xu Qing then tore through the void and left.

The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has been annihilated!
………………(End of this chapter)