Immortality and cultivation begin with full comprehension.

Chapter 718 Mo Wentian's Secret, Wei Henian's Karma (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Mo Wentian suddenly crushed a jet-black jade talisman, and immediately black mist surged, enveloping him and the remaining six black-robed men.

"Want to go?"

Li Yunjing snorted coldly, and lightning gathered in his palm, transforming into a purple lightning spear, which he hurled fiercely at the black mist!

"laugh……"

The lightning spear pierced through the black mist, bringing out a spray of blood, but Mo Wentian's figure had completely disappeared.

"Void Transmission Talisman?"

Ye Wuhen frowned. "This guy really does have multiple escape routes."

"Sigh... I never thought that my scheming would still fail."

Li Yunjing put away the Demon-Suppressing Golden Net, his face slightly pale.

This talisman consumed a great deal of energy; if it weren't for his profound foundation, he would probably have been exhausted long ago.

"Brother Li, are you alright?"

Ye Wuhen asked with concern.

Li Yunjing shook his head: "It's alright, I can adjust my breathing for a moment."

He looked into the distance, a cold glint in his eyes, "It's Wei Henian..."

"This person has betrayed the sect and colluded with demonic cultivators; he must not be allowed to live."

Ye Wuhen understood: "If it's inconvenient for Brother Li to do it, I'll do it for him."

“As early as when the formation was broken, I planted the ‘Soul-Chasing Charm’ on him. No matter where he runs, he can’t escape it.”

Li Yunjing flipped his hand and took out a jade slip, which was faintly glowing red. "I'll leave this to Brother Ye."

Ye Wuhen nodded: "No problem."

Wei Henian was not a pervert like Li Yunjing, and Ye Wuhen did not take Wei Henian seriously.

In his view, solving this problem for Li Yunjing was a trivial matter.

"Brother Ye, don't be careless!"

Li Yunjing looked deeply at Ye Wuhen and said, "I have wanted to kill Wei Henian several times, but he has survived. He is not someone to be trifled with."

"hehe!"

Ye Wuhen raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly. "If it were at first, I really wouldn't have been interested, but after hearing what you said, I really want to see what this Wei Henian is capable of!"

"Then I won't bother Brother Ye any longer."

Li Yunjing smiled and said, "I know that there is fierce infighting within your 'Heavenly Demon Sect'. I won't delay Brother Ye's business. Go and come back soon."

"Ok!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wuhen's expression turned serious. "Mo Wentian is not simple! You don't think his cultivation is weak, do you?"

"Ok?"

Li Yunjing was taken aback, thought for a moment and said, "His combat strength is above mine, but he doesn't have any superior skills. I think if I unleash my full power and fight him one-on-one, I can at least severely injure him, if not kill him!"

"hey-hey!"

Ye Wuhen chuckled, shook his head, and said seriously, "This is not Mo Wentian's true form!"

"what?"

Li Yunjing's expression changed, and he pressed, "Is this his clone? What kind of 'cloning technique' does he practice?"

"Mo Wentian cultivates the 'Nine Netherworld Incarnation' from the 'Nine Netherworld King Scripture.' This technique can create nine clones, each possessing 70% of the original's strength."

Ye Wuhen's expression was solemn as he said in a low voice, "What we encountered today was only one of its incarnations."

"No wonder he retreated so easily."

Li Yunjing's pupils contracted slightly: "I really underestimated this person. It seems that next time I encounter him, I will have to keep my distance!"

"Just think, he can compete with me for the position of 'Supreme Sect Leader,' how could he be a simple person?"

Ye Wuhen nodded and said seriously, "His avatar doesn't have any powerful magic weapons, so it retreated after fighting for a while. If his true body were to appear, along with all the treasures he possesses, even a Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to kill him."

"I see!"

Li Yunjing's heart tightened, and he asked, "Can all nine avatars created by this technique survive independently?"

"Yes! Not only that!"

Ye Wuhen paused, then continued, "The most terrifying aspect of the Nine Netherworld Avatar is that even if eight bodies are killed, as long as the original body survives, it can still cultivate back to its original form. Moreover..."

He paused, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes: "It is said that Mo Wentian has cultivated three of his avatars to a level indistinguishable from his original self, to the point that even our Heavenly Demon Sect's Supreme Elder cannot tell them apart."

Li Yunjing frowned: "So, to kill Mo Wentian, we must first find his true form?"

"Exactly."

Ye Wuhen nodded, "However, Brother Li, there is no need to worry too much. This person is probably currently in seclusion breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm, and it is impossible for him to come out and fight at full strength."

"I understand!"

A glint of light flashed in Li Yunjing's eyes.

"Brother Li, please return to your sect. I will take care of Wei Henian and Mo Wentian."

Ye Wuhen smiled knowingly: "It just so happens that I also need to clean house."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Brother Ye."

Li Yunjing solemnly clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Please contact us immediately if you find anything."

Li Yunjing took one last look in the direction of the "Endless Mountains" before transforming into a bolt of lightning and disappearing into the sky.

After Li Yunjing left, the smile on Ye Wuhen's face gradually disappeared.

With a swift movement, he led the two black-robed elders who had come to his aid, transforming into three dark figures that disappeared into the night. Following the guidance of the "Soul-Chasing Guide," they sped westward.

The closer he got to the "Endless Mountains," the more mixed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth became. Occasionally, powerful demonic beast auras would emanate from the depths of the dense forest, but none of them could match him.

Three days later, he caught up with Wei Henian at a desolate ancient battlefield.

The battlefield was littered with ruins and rusty weapons, and the air was thick with the faint smell of blood.

Wei Henian was sitting on a broken stone tablet, meditating. When he saw Ye Wuhen appear, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure: "Brother Ye, have you come after me to eliminate Li Yunjing?"

"You colluded with demonic cultivators and betrayed your sect; you deserve to die."

Ye Wuhen drew his longsword, its dark light reflecting in his cold eyes. "Considering that you once secretly helped Brother Li, commit suicide, and I will leave you with a whole corpse."

"Suicide?"

Wei Henian suddenly burst into laughter, "Ye Wuhen, do you really think you've got me cornered?"

He slammed his hand on his storage bag, and dozens of yellow talismans shot into the sky, forming a mysterious array in the air. "This 'Nine Palaces Dragon Trapping Array' is an array I comprehended from ancient books, specifically designed to counter Nascent Soul cultivators. Do you dare to challenge it?"

The array diagram lit up with an earthy yellow light, and nine earthen walls suddenly rose from the ground, completely surrounding Ye Wuhen.

The surface of the earthen wall was covered with runes, exuding a heavy aura, and it really did have the imposing presence of trapping dragons and locking up serpents.

"Little tricks."

Ye Wuhen snorted coldly, swept his longsword horizontally, and a dark light struck the earthen wall, leaving only a shallow white mark.

He frowned slightly; the defensive power of this formation was much stronger than he had expected.

"Haha, can you feel it?"

Wei Henian's voice came from outside the formation, "This formation is based on the power of the earth. Unless you can destroy this ancient battlefield, don't even think about breaking it!"

As he spoke, he secretly crushed a blue jade slip.

That was a "ground travel talisman" he found in an ancient book, which allowed him to travel hundreds of miles underground.

Ye Wuhen was extremely astute and immediately sensed something was wrong: "Trying to run away?"

"Heavenly Demon Disintegration, Break!"

His demonic energy surged, and his dark sword suddenly transformed into thousands of sword shadows, crashing against the earthen wall like a torrential rain.

"Boom!"

The earthen walls teetered on the brink of collapse under the barrage of sword strikes, and finally, a crack appeared in one of them.

Ye Wuhen flashed out from the gap, only to see Wei Henian's figure sink into the ground, leaving only a continuously closing earthen hole.

"Chase!"

Ye Wuhen leaped into the earthen cave, his divine sense locking onto Wei Henian's aura.

The cave was pitch black, filled with tangled roots and rocks, but Wei Henian's aura was rapidly fading away, clearly indicating that the "Earth Travel Talisman" was moving at an extremely fast speed.

After chasing for about fifty miles, Ye Wuhen suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, wisps of grayish-black mist seeped from the soil ahead, and wherever it passed, even the hard rocks sizzled and turned into pools of foul-smelling mud.

Ye Wuhen's pupils contracted slightly. This was the "Bone-Rotting Miasma" of the "Netherworld Ghost Sect," which was extremely corrosive and could easily dissolve even the protective aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Wei Henian actually had this trick up his sleeve?"

He snorted coldly and flicked a jet-black pill from his fingertip.

The pill exploded upon landing, transforming into a dense barrier of black energy that firmly kept the bone-corroding miasma outside.

This is the "Eclipse Demonic Qi" of the Heavenly Demon Sect, which is specifically designed to counter this kind of insidious and poisonous miasma.

After passing through the miasma-filled area, a huge underground cave suddenly appeared ahead. Stalactites hung from the cave ceiling, and the dripping water droplets hit the puddles on the ground, making a crisp echo.

In the center of the cave, there is a deep, bottomless, dark blue pool, where Wei Henian's presence completely disappeared.

"Did he jump into the pool?"

Ye Wuhen walked to the edge of the pool and extended his divine sense to scan the depths of the pool.

But after penetrating less than ten feet, his divine sense was frozen by a bone-chilling cold, and he could no longer advance an inch.

The temperature of this pool of water is so low that it can freeze spiritual energy; it is by no means an ordinary substance.

Just then, the cold pool suddenly surged violently, and a black shadow covered in ice crystals suddenly darted out of the pool, rushing straight at Ye Wuhen's face!

Ye Wuhen reacted extremely quickly, slashing horizontally with his longsword. With a crisp "clang," the black shadow was sent flying backward, crashing into the cave wall and scattering ice shards across the ground.

It was a skeleton covered in ice crystals, with ghostly blue flames flickering in its eye sockets, and a bone spear, also encased in ice, in its hand.

"Netherbone Guards?"

Ye Wuhen recognized that this was a puppet made by the "Netherworld Ghost Sect" using ten thousand years of ice mixed with the bones of cultivators, and its strength was comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage.

He cleaved the "Netherbone Guardian" in two with a single sword strike, only to see even more ice crystal skeletons crawl out of the pool, numbering in the hundreds, instantly surrounding him.

"Wei Henian, you were indeed prepared!"

Ye Wuhen instantly realized that this icy pool was probably an escape route that Wei Henian had already scouted out, and these "Netherbone Guards" were just pawns he used to buy time.

If these were all cultivators, Ye Wuhen would still be somewhat afraid.

But since they are all puppets, there is no sense of fear.

"You all die!"

Because of Wei Henian's cunning, Ye Wuhen was completely enraged. He roared, and his demonic energy surged. His black sword transformed into a black whirlwind, shattering all the ice crystal skulls in its path.

But these puppets seemed endless; as soon as one batch was destroyed, new ones would immediately crawl out of the pool.

Ye Wuhen grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. Wei Henian's ability to mobilize so many "Netherbone Guards" must have a deeper secret behind it.

"That's it!"

Ye Wuhen finally calmed down, forcefully repelling the surrounding puppets with a single sword strike, and retreated rapidly. "I'll let you go this time, but if we meet again, I'll take your dog's life!"

He knew that continuing the fight would only be a waste of time, and Wei Henian had probably already escaped far away along the underground river under the cover of these puppets.

As Ye Wuhen's figure disappeared into the cave entrance, Wei Henian quietly poked his head out of the water from the depths of the cold pool, his face still showing signs of shock.

He did indeed hide at the bottom of the pool, using the special properties of the water to conceal his presence, and then released the "Netherbone Guards" to buy time.

He only dared to surface after confirming that Ye Wuhen had left.

"Night Without Trace truly lives up to its reputation..."

Wei Henian, panting heavily, touched the "treasure pouch" at his waist, where he kept the "water-dividing talisman" he had found in ancient books. It was thanks to this talisman that he was able to move freely in the icy pool.

"However, in the end, I was still one step ahead."

He didn't linger, turned around and jumped into the icy pool, activated the water-dividing talisman, and dived into the depths of the underground river.

The "Endless Mountains" are vast and contain countless ancient ruins and secret realms. Given enough time, there may be a chance to turn the tide.

At this moment, Ye Wuhen was standing at the entrance of the cave, looking at the vast mountains with a furrowed brow.

He could sense that Wei Henian's aura had completely merged into the spiritual energy of the "Endless Mountains," making it impossible to track him anymore.

"He's a tough one to deal with."

Ye Wuhen snorted coldly and turned to leave.

He knew that Wei Henian had escaped into the "Endless Mountains," like a fish entering the sea, and finding him again would be as difficult as climbing to heaven.

After Ye Wuhen's figure disappeared into the dense forest outside the cave, he did not leave the Endless Mountains immediately.

He stopped in a secluded mountain valley, flicked a communication talisman from his fingertip, and the talisman turned into a streak of fire in the air, flying towards the "Youyue Kingdom".

“Brother Li, Wei Henian has fled into the heart of the ‘Endless Mountains’ and his whereabouts are hard to find.”

His deep voice came through the communication talisman, "This person possesses the inheritance of ancient formations and is also connected with the inheritance of the Netherworld Ghost Sect. He may become a great threat in the future, so we must be more vigilant."

After doing all this, he turned and left to search for the secret teleportation array of the "Heavenly Demon Sect".

In a flash of light, his figure vanished from the spot, leaving only a cold snort echoing in the mountain wind: "Wei Henian, Mo Wentian... this game is not over yet."

"Ugh……"

Upon receiving the message, Li Yunjing sighed, realizing that Ye Wuhen had underestimated his opponent.

Wei Henian's cultivation level was not high, but he was cunning and once the leader of a powerful force, wielding great influence within the "Shenxiao Dao Sect".

Such a person is definitely not easy to deal with!

Ye Wuhen's failure naturally left a hidden danger for Li Yunjing.

"Forget it! I have a karmic connection with Wei Henian, I'll settle the score with him when I have the time!"

After thinking it over, Li Yunjing let go of his worries.

Meanwhile, Wei Henian was rapidly traversing the underground river deep within the icy pool.

The "water-dividing talisman" beneath his feet emitted a faint blue light, keeping the icy pool water at bay.

He could feel the spiritual energy in his body being severely depleted due to the continuous activation of the secret technique, and a trace of blood couldn't help but spill from the corner of his mouth.

"We must find a place to heal as soon as possible."

Wei Henian gritted his teeth and cautiously probed his surroundings with his divine sense.

The rock walls on both sides of the underground river were covered with glowing blue moss, illuminating the winding waterway ahead.

Suddenly, his divine sense touched a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy, which seemed to come from a fork in the river on the left.

"What is that place?"

Wei Henian's heart stirred, and he changed direction and sneaked into the fork in the road.

The waterway at the fork in the road was narrow and winding. After traveling for several miles, the view suddenly opened up.

It turned out to be a naturally formed underground stone chamber. In the center of the chamber stood a black crystal stone about ten feet tall, with a faint purple halo flowing over it and emitting pure spiritual energy.

"It's 'Netherworld Amethyst'!"

A look of wild joy flashed in Wei Henian's eyes.

This crystal is a treasure for cultivating demonic arts; it can not only quickly restore spiritual power but also nourish the soul.

He quickly walked to the crystal, sat down, and began to absorb its spiritual energy. His wounds began to heal at a visible speed.

While Wei Henian was immersed in cultivation, Mo Wentian was listening to his subordinates' report in the secret chamber of the Heavenly Demon Sect's headquarters.

"Young Master, Ye Wuhen has returned. It is said that he failed to kill Wei Henian and allowed him to escape into the 'Endless Mountains'."

A man in black robes bowed.

Mo Wentian sneered, "He can't even capture a Golden Core cultivator. Ye Wuhen is nothing special."

"Give the order to have the spies in the 'Endless Mountains' keep a close watch on Wei Henian's whereabouts, and report immediately if they find him."

He toyed with a black jade slip between his fingers.

"Yes!"

The man in black robes withdrew in response.

“Wei Henian…”

Mo Wentian stared at the runes on the ceiling of the secret chamber, a sinister glint in his eyes: "Mysterious Heaven Suppressing Fortune Talisman... Interesting."

He seemed to have thought of something, picked up the communication talisman, and infused it with spiritual power: "Go and check whether Wei Henian entered the 'Forbidden Area' when he was in the 'Shenxiao Dao Sect'."

……

"Yun Jing, what's wrong?"

Inside the "Star Moon Trading Company," Liu Ruyan walked in carrying a cup of hot tea. Seeing his solemn expression, she asked him with concern.

“Wei Henian has fled into the ‘Endless Mountains’, and he will probably cause a lot of trouble in the future.”

Li Yunjing handed her the communication talisman and said in a deep voice.

After reading it, Liu Ruyan's expression also turned serious: "'The Endless Mountains' is a vast region, containing not only powerful demonic beasts but also many ancient ruins. If he were to obtain some fortuitous opportunity there..."

"It doesn't matter."

Li Yunjing shook his head, a sharp glint in his eyes. "Although the Soul-Tracking Charm on him is weak, I can sense his approximate location as long as he uses his spiritual power. Moreover..."

He paused, a cold smile playing on his lips. "'Endless Mountains' is not just his place of opportunity, it's mine too."

He got up and walked to the window, looking towards the direction of the "Endless Mountains" in the west: "In the future, once Wei Henian's whereabouts are discovered, I will personally take action to capture him."

"Alright!"

Liu Ruyan nodded, "With my husband's help, there's no chance of failure."

Li Yunjing smiled slightly, but there was still something he didn't say. He was really curious about how far Wei Henian could go.

Wei Henian absorbed some of his fortune, creating a huge karmic connection between them. As the saying goes, karma is a cycle, and retribution is inevitable.

Today, Wei Henian gained four realms of cultivation from me. In the future, under the law of cause and effect, what will Wei Henian have to give back to me?

(End of this chapter)