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Chapter 705 A Tremendous Achievement, Decisive Battle Ahead of Schedule (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
"The Taiyin Talisman?!"

The Netherworld Sect Master's pupils shrank sharply; the seemingly thin talisman appeared to him like a death warrant.

He hastily summoned his natal magic weapon, the "Netherworld Ghost Seal," a dark purple seal that swelled in the wind, transforming into the size of a mountain and blocking his way.

"boom!"

The moment the "Taiyin Talisman" collided with the Ghost Seal, the entire world fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, a ring of grayish-white ripples spread out from the center of the collision, freezing the space in its path.

The Netherworld Sect Master was horrified to discover that his magical artifact was frozen in mid-air, its surface covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, trying to recall his magical artifact, but Li Yunjing pointed his sword and shouted, "Explode!"

The priceless top-tier talisman exploded with a deafening roar, and the "Netherworld Ghost Seal" shattered into dust on the spot.

The aftershock sent the Netherworld Sect Master flying hundreds of feet, his Daoist robe instantly covered in frost.

This demon, who had just entered the Nascent Soul realm, was killed in one blow and turned into fragments!

"Little beast!"

Enraged at the sight, the Blood Prison Demon Lord's blood-red arm suddenly swelled up, transforming into a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky and slammed down.

Countless distorted faces appeared in his palm; it was the "Ten Thousand Souls Blood Fiend Palm" he had cultivated.

Li Yunjing neither dodged nor evaded, and the "Purple Gold Gourd" above his head suddenly inverted: "Collect!"

A dazzling burst of light erupted from Hulukou, and the blood-red palm that was powerful enough to shatter the mountain peak was frozen in place.

Even more terrifying, the bloodthirsty energy that formed the palm was swallowed up by the gourd like rivers flowing into the sea.

The Blood Demon Lord was shocked to realize that his blood essence, which he had painstakingly cultivated for thousands of years, was being lost!
"Five Dragon Wheels, suppress!"

Taking advantage of the Blood Prison Demon Lord's distraction, five dragon-shaped rays of light flew out from Li Yunjing's sleeve.

Five giant dragons of the five elements—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—roared and coiled around the Blood Prison Demon Lord, their heads biting his limbs and neck, effectively locking him in mid-air within the Five Elements Formation.

"what……"

The Blood Prison Demon Lord let out a painful roar, and wisps of blue smoke rose from his body.

"not good!"

Seeing that things were not going well, the Old Monster of Ten Thousand Poisons suddenly transformed into a sky full of poisonous moths and fled in all directions.

But then a bell rang out, and the "ancient bronze bell" that Li Yunjing had summoned was now suspended high in the sky.

The sound of the bell rippled outwards, and the poisonous moths fell like raindrops, turning into pus and blood in mid-air.

"Three top experts ganged up on each other but were crushed?"

The cultivators watching from the city wall were dumbfounded.

"Army attack!"

Xuanmingzi suddenly roared, "If we don't defeat the demon army now, when will we?"

"kill……"

The gates of Shenxiao Pass were wide open, and armies from various sects, led by the Shenxiao Dao Sect, surged out like a torrent.

Especially the cultivators charging ahead, each of them rode on a dragon horse that had been nurtured for a thousand years, and lightning flashed wherever their hooves trod.

This is the cavalry army of the "Spirit Beast Hall," a very special branch of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect."

Before the demonic cultivators could recover from the defeat of the top beings, they were routed by the iron cavalry of the "Divine Firmament Dao Sect".

"impossible!"

The Blood Prison Demon Lord's eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly bit his tongue, spitting out a jet of blood.

The blood arrow split into nine in mid-air, transforming into nine ferocious bone spikes that shot towards Li Yunjing's major acupoints.

This is the forbidden demonic technique "Nine Nether Soul-Shattering Nail," which will annihilate the soul and spirit of anyone struck by it!
"The Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror!"

"The Purple-Gold Gourd!"

"An ancient bronze bell!"

Three magical treasures appeared before Li Yunjing, their yin and yang energies flowing and echoing in the clear sound of the bell. The nine bone spurs that pierced through them were like mud oxen entering the sea.

Even more terrifying was the reflection in the mirror; nine bloody holes suddenly burst open on the Blood Demon Lord's own chest!
"Ah You……"

The Demon Lord staggered backward, only to see all the Nascent Soul Realm True Persons from the "Divine Firmament Dao Sect" rushing up!
"Boom!"

More than a dozen Nascent Soul Realm cultivators focused their attacks, filling the sky with divine light and bombarding the area with various magical treasures. The demon who had dominated for thousands of years froze, and then began to disintegrate from his wounds, turning into countless points of light that vanished into the world.

The battlefield suddenly fell silent.

Both demonic cultivators and righteous cultivators stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the fierce battle in the sky.

No one expected that the siege of the three great demons would be completely crushed in just half an hour!

"retreat!"

A senior elder of the "Netherworld Ghost Sect" reluctantly issued the order.

The demonic cultivators were utterly devastated. Someone shouted "Run!" and the thirty bone warships turned tail and fled!

"All troops, pursue!"

Elder Ma's voice trembled as he declared, "Today we will storm into the 'Netherworld Valley' and annihilate the 'Netherworld Ghost Sect'!"

"Do not impulse!"

Li Yunjing was startled and quickly sent a telepathic message to all the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, telling them to hold back!

The Netherworld Ghost Sect also has a True Monarch at the Nascent Soul stage!

Moreover, this is a veteran expert at the Nascent Soul stage!

It's not like the initial Nascent Soul stage of the Netherworld Ghost Sect Master.

The battle turned into a one-sided affair over the next three hours.

Without their leader, the demonic cultivators suffered repeated defeats, and the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" allied forces broke through eighteen demonic strongholds.

As the sun set, the vanguard had once again occupied a state, completely bringing Tianzhou into its heartland.

"stop."

At this point, Li Yunjing suddenly raised his hand to stop the army.

The setting sun, like blood, illuminated the land of Tianzhou.

Li Yunjing stood high in the sky, looking down at the demonic cultivator strongholds that had been occupied by the righteous alliance.

The eighteen demon strongholds were uprooted, and the once eerie outer defenses of the "Netherworld Ghost Sect" have now been completely wiped out.

"Pass down the order: the entire army shall withdraw to Shenxiao Pass and consolidate the defenses!"

Li Yunjing's voice echoed across the battlefield.

"What? Not continuing the attack?"

Xuanmingzi frowned, his fighting spirit undiminished. "Now is the perfect opportunity to press our advantage!"

"The true strength of the 'Netherworld Ghost Sect' has not yet been revealed. The old ancestor at the Nascent Soul stage has not yet made a move. If we venture in rashly, we may be ambushed."

Li Yunjing shook his head, his gaze grave: "I don't have any more 'Taiyin Talismans' on me!"

“Vice Sect Leader Li is right. Although we have won a great victory, the Netherworld Ghost Sect still has its strengths and we cannot underestimate them.”

Elder Ma calmed down and nodded, saying, "We've gained a tremendous advantage this time. We'll go back and fight with all our might to prevent the retaliation of that True Monarch from the Netherworld Ghost Sect!"

"That's the truth!"

Ling Xiaozi nodded in agreement.

Soon, the righteous alliance began an orderly retreat, leaving only a portion of its elite forces to garrison the newly occupied heartland of Tianzhou.

Li Yunjing personally oversaw the defense of Shenxiao Pass, awaiting reinforcements from the Shenxiao Dao Sect.

Deep within the Ghost Valley, a chilling atmosphere pervades.

"Waste! It's all waste!"

A roar shook the entire "Netherworld Valley".

Inside the Hall of Bones, an old man in black robes sat on a skull throne, his face withered, but his eyes were as black as an abyss, radiating a terrifying pressure.

He is the true ruler of the "Netherworld Ghost Sect," the Netherworld Ancestor!

"A Nascent Soul cultivator and a peak-stage Nascent Soul cultivator ganged up on a junior, and were completely wiped out?"

The Netherworld Ancestor's voice was icy cold, "Even the sect leader is dead, and you still have the nerve to escape back?"

The several elders kneeling below trembled and dared not raise their heads.

"Ancestor, calm down!"

An elder said in a trembling voice, "That Li Yunjing's methods are strange; he was able to withstand the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator. He is definitely not an ordinary cultivator!"

"Humph!"

The Netherworld Ancestor snorted coldly, his eyes blazing with killing intent. "How dare a mere junior be so arrogant?"

"Pass down the order to activate the 'Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs Formation'!"

He slowly rose to his feet, his body surging with ghostly energy, causing the entire hall to tremble.

"Ancestor, are you going to take action personally?"

"A senior elder exclaimed in shock."

"Even the sect leader is dead!"

The Netherworld Ancestor gave a sinister smile: "If we don't take revenge, what's the point of my 'Netherworld Ghost Sect'?"

……

Inside Shenxiao Pass, undercurrents were surging.

Li Yunjing sat cross-legged on the city tower, playing with the "Purple Gold Gourd" in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Something's wrong..."

He whispered to himself.

Logically speaking, the "Netherworld Ghost Sect" would never let such a huge loss go unpunished.

But now, the entire "Nether Valley" is unusually quiet, as if something is brewing.

No demonic cultivators have ever attacked or come towards Tianzhou.

"Vice Sect Leader Li!"

Xuan Mingzi strode over, his expression grave. "I just received news that the 'Netherworld Ghost Sect' is mobilizing all its forces, seemingly preparing some kind of grand formation!"

"really!"

A glint flashed in Li Yunjing's eyes. "They won't sit idly by and wait to die. It seems that the Nascent Soul Ancestor is about to make a move."

...Report...

At the summit of Shenxiao Peak, a streak of light pierced through the sea of ​​clouds.

"A great victory at Shenxiao Pass!"

Before the messenger even landed, he shouted loudly: "Vice Sect Leader Li has killed the Netherworld Sect Master and the Blood Prison Demon Lord, and led his army to break through the eighteen demon strongholds, completely occupying Tianzhou!"

"what?!"

The several elders who were discussing the Dao simultaneously stood up, and the teacup in the hand of the purple-robed Daoist at the head of the table shattered with a "crack".

Ming Lingchuan, who had been in charge of the sect for three hundred years, trembled in his voice: "Say that again?"

"Reporting to the Sect Leader!"

The messenger knelt on the ground, his voice trembling with excitement: "Vice Sect Leader Li used a talisman array to trap and kill the Netherworld Sect Master, and joined forces with the True Immortals to annihilate the Blood Prison Demon Lord. Now they have occupied the entire Tianzhou territory!"

The entire hall suddenly fell silent.

Ten breaths later, the head of the "Enforcement Hall" slammed his fist on the table, shattering it: "Good! Good! Good!"

This usually stern old man surprisingly said "good" three times, with a hint of tears glistening in the corners of his eyes: "This is a glory our sect has never experienced in a thousand years!"

"Summon the heads of all branches immediately!"

A golden light flew out from Ming Lingchuan's sleeve, and the sect's most precious treasure, the "Divine Firmament Token," soared into the sky: "Ring the Heaven-Shaking Bell and convene the Supreme Meeting!"

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Nine bell tolls echoed throughout the "Divine Firmament Mountain Range," a supreme warning that is only used when a sect is on the verge of extinction.

All seventy-two peaks lit up with spiritual light at the same time, and beams of light converged toward "Shenxiao Peak".

"Boom..."

At the summit of Shenxiao Peak, nine golden pillars of light shot into the sky, intertwining to form a massive sect emblem above the clouds.

The leaders of each sect arrived, riding their natal magic treasures. Even some Nascent Soul Realm cultivators who had been in seclusion for a hundred years emerged on their swords. Before the sword light even arrived, their sharp sword energy had already leveled the three-mile sea of ​​clouds.

Sect Leader Ming Lingchuan stood before the Ancestral Hall, his whisk moving automatically without wind.

Three phantom images of the sect's most treasured artifacts floated behind him!
The "Divine Firmament Imperial Seal," the "Divine Firmament Thunder Diagram," and the "Zhou Tian Star Plate"—this is the first time in a thousand years that the phantom images of these three treasures have been summoned simultaneously.

You should know that these are three immortal artifacts from the "Shenxiao Dao Sect"!

Even a phantom can draw upon a trace of the true body's power!

This power is absolutely not something that an ordinary Nascent Soul Realm True Monarch can withstand!
Clearly, this meeting is extremely important!

"Everyone."

Ming Lingchuan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried throughout the entire mountain: "The sect's deputy sect leader, Li Yunjing, led the army to slay the Demon Sect's leader and seize Tianzhou. This is our sect's greatest victory in eight thousand years!"

"hiss……"

The thirty-six Nascent Soul Grand Elders who had gathered all gasped in shock.

"Good boy!"

Qin Jiuxiao laughed loudly, "I said back then that this boy was destined for greatness!"

As a teacher, Qin Jiuxiao was beaming with excitement. The bottleneck in his Nascent Soul realm seemed to have loosened considerably, making a breakthrough possible!

"However, the Netherworld Ancestor has not been eliminated."

Li Yunjing's other benefactor, Li Cangqiong, dressed in a purple robe, spoke coldly, his ancient sword "clanging" as it was drawn three inches from its sheath, "That is a master at the third level of the Nascent Soul realm. We must rush to the front lines and stop this person's revenge!"

"That's right! Li Yunjing is extremely important! He is the future leader of the sect, and we cannot afford to lose him!"

Before the words were finished, a clear and melodious crane cry suddenly came from the horizon.

Everyone looked up and saw nine cranes pulling a bronze chariot through the clouds. As the curtain was lifted, an old woman in hemp clothing stepped out.

"Even Granny Tianji has come out of seclusion?!"

An elder exclaimed in surprise.

The old woman tapped her cane lightly, and a blood-red divination image appeared in the air: "This old woman observes the secrets of heaven at night. The Yin energy in 'Netherworld Valley' is soaring to the sky, and that old ghost is awakening the 'Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs Array'."

Her cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, "A great calamity will surely occur within three days!"

Ming Lingchuan and the other chiefs exchanged glances and nodded in agreement with the plan to send troops.

[By Imperial Decree of the Divine Firmament]

The "Netherworld Ghost Sect" has invaded our borders, and the front lines are in imminent danger.

Xuan Tian Sword Master immediately led twelve sword guards to aid Shenxiao Pass, wielding the secondary "Zhou Tian Xing Chen Pan" to sweep away the demons!

Qin Jiuxiao and Li Cangqiong each led three Supreme Elders from the "Seven Star Palace" and "Scripture Pavilion," and each branch drew 30% of their elite troops to form a large army, which then entered Tianzhou.

Open the "Divine Firmament Treasury" and send all talismans and magical treasures to the front lines!

This decree shall be promulgated throughout the Three Realms; those who disobey shall be struck down by heavenly lightning!
The moment the decree was formed, all seventy-two peaks trembled simultaneously.

On the top floor of the "Scripture Pavilion," a golden jade scroll unfolds automatically, and countless ancient talismans fly into the sky like butterflies.

Li Cangqiong accepted the order and led three white-haired elders into the teleportation array.

The 360 ​​flying swords of the "Tiangong Hall" formed a river of swords, hovering above the head of a mysterious Supreme Elder.

This usually carefree swordsman was now all hair and beard standing on end, releasing the pressure of a peak Nascent Soul realm cultivator without reservation, and followed closely behind as he stepped into the teleportation array.

Then Qin Jiuxiao, along with eight disciples and a hundred array masters, entered the teleportation array in a grand manner.

The reinforcements gathered and left the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" through the teleportation array. Looking back at the location of "Shenxiao Peak", only a handful of the thirty-six Nascent Soul Realm cultivators remained.

The Shenxiao Dao Sect mobilized almost all of its main forces that it could send out.

After seeing off the reinforcements, at the top of "Tianji Peak," the bronze chariot of the old woman in hemp clothing was slowly rising into the air.

The wings of the nine cranes gleamed with a metallic sheen, revealing them to be rare mechanical artifacts.

"Mother-in-law, what does the divination say?"

Sect Leader Ming Lingchuan asked personally.

Such a large-scale mobilization of resources made even someone like Ming Lingchuan uneasy, so he consulted this mysterious senior from the sect.

"May Heaven bless the sect!"

Granny Tianji's cane traced a blood-red path in the void, declaring, "Victory is assured in this battle!"

"it is good!"

Ming Lingchuan was finally relieved.

……

"Hahaha!"

As the teleportation array flashed, hearty laughter echoed from within the "Shenxiao Pass".

Hearing the familiar voice, Li Yunjing was overjoyed.

He immediately led all the experts of "Shenxiao Pass" to the teleportation array to welcome reinforcements.

"Teacher! You've arrived!"

Looking at Qin Jiuxiao, Li Yunjing exclaimed joyfully.

"Good disciple!"

Qin Jiuxiao strode out of the teleportation array, his aura surging. He patted Li Yunjing heavily on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid! I've brought all my resources!"

Before the words were even finished, the teleportation array lit up with a blinding light once again.

Li Cangqiong led three white-haired elders out into the sky, with the secondary disc of the "Zhou Tian Xing Chen Pan" floating behind them, and the Milky Way could be vaguely seen hanging upside down amidst the flowing starlight.

"Senior Cang Qiong!"

Li Yunjing quickly bowed.

"You did a great job! You exceeded my expectations!"

Li Cangqiong nodded slightly, but his gaze suddenly sharpened: "Be careful! The Netherworld Old Ghost is here!"

Suddenly, the dark clouds on the horizon churned violently, and nine blood-red pillars of light pierced through the sky and earth.

A hoarse voice resounded through the heavens: "You brat Shenxiao... today I will show you the true path of the Netherworld!"

Space shattered like a mirror, and the Netherworld Ancestor appeared, riding on a bone dragon.

Even more terrifying, nine ancient bronze coffins appeared behind him, each oozing black liquid, causing the vegetation to wither instantly wherever it passed.

"Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs Formation!"

Qin Jiuxiao's expression changed drastically. "This old ghost actually brought the sect's protective formation!"

"Boom!"

The nine bronze coffins trembled simultaneously, and the black liquid inside them transformed into a monstrous wave that swept over the area.

Wherever it passed, the "Shenxiao Pass" was corroded, creating a gap a hundred feet deep. Three Golden Core cultivators and hundreds of disciples who were unable to dodge in time were instantly reduced to bones.

"Old ghost, you're really arrogant!"

Qin Jiuxiao flew out, pointed at the other party and shouted: "You old bastard, what kind of skill is it to bully my disciple! If you have the guts, then fight me!"

"what?"

The Netherworld Ancestor was taken aback, then laughed wildly, "You, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator at the ninth level, dare to challenge me?"

"So what if it's high-level?"

Qin Jiuxiao sneered, "Today I will show you what the 'Divine Firmament Dao Technique' is!"

"Insanity!"

The Netherworld Ancestor, enraged, laughed coldly. His withered hand lashed out, and five pitch-black chains shot out from the void, each chain wrapped with a vengeful spirit at the peak of the Nascent Soul realm. "I'll extract your soul first!"

"Whether it's crazy or not, you can try it and see!"

Instead of retreating, Qin Jiuxiao advanced, lightning shooting out from every pore of his body.

Originally at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, his aura continued to rise, and he broke through the bottleneck of the Deity Transformation stage right before everyone's eyes!

Even more astonishingly, seven natal flying swords flew out of his sea of ​​consciousness one after another, each wrapped with heavenly lightning of a different color.

"This is……"

Li Yunjing's eyes widened. "Teacher has finally broken through his cultivation level? He has become a high and mighty Nascent Soul Realm True Monarch?"

"Hahaha!"

Qin Jiuxiao laughed wildly, his robes billowing like thunderclouds, "I have waited eight hundred years for this day!"

He pointed his sword at the heavens, "Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, come!"

"Boom!"

The sky, which was originally covered by the Netherworld Array, suddenly cracked open with a ten-thousand-foot-long lightning rift.

The purple-gold lightning poured down like a waterfall, but it didn't strike the Netherworld Ancestor. Instead, it was completely absorbed by Qin Jiuxiao's seven flying swords!
(End of this chapter)