Immortality and cultivation begin with full comprehension.

Chapter 752 The Operation Begins, Flooding the Fields (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
"More importantly, that alluring woman is not simple."

Yan Yang paused, then added, "Her seductive arts are bizarre, and her concealment skills are extremely sophisticated. The way she looked at us just now clearly showed hostility, so I'm afraid she won't let this go."

Lin Wenyuan's expression turned grave: "Brother Yan, do you mean she might target us?"

"It's very possible."

“I feel like her aura is somewhat familiar, like… the evil cultivator I’ve heard of before.”

Yan Yang touched the bronze tree in his arms. "You all need to be more careful in the future, especially when you are resting at night. You must take turns keeping watch and not give her any opportunity to take advantage of you."

The three nodded in agreement. After this incident, they realized that the dangers of this voyage were far greater than expected, and they dared not be careless again.

Over the next few days, the spirit boat sailed steadily into the depths of the South China Sea, where the fog grew thicker and thicker, reducing visibility to less than 100 feet.

Yan Yang stood at the bow of the ship every day, using the power of the bronze tree to investigate the surrounding movements, while also keeping an eye on the other cultivators on the spirit boat.

Especially that alluring woman and the young man in the yellow robe; they haven't appeared since that day, as if they've vanished completely.

This unusual calm intensified Yan Yang's unease.

On the morning of the fifth day, the spirit boat suddenly began to shake violently, and cries of alarm came from the deck.

Yan Yang and his three companions immediately rushed out of the cabin. They saw that a large patch of black miasma had appeared on the sea surface at some unknown time. Within the miasma, countless red shadows were vaguely seen moving about, rapidly approaching the spirit boat.

"They are heretical cultivators! So many heretical cultivators!"

The cultivators on the deck panicked and quickly summoned their magical treasures for defense.

Yan Yang focused his gaze, his divine sense piercing through the miasma, and he actually saw a familiar red figure.

It was the alluring woman I met in the Spirit Boat Hall that day!
She was standing on a black spirit boat, surrounded by dozens of blood-red shadows, a cruel smile on her lips.

"Brother Yan, what should we do?"

Shi Kun raised his shield, his voice trembling slightly.

There were at least a hundred evil cultivators in front of them, including many Golden Core cultivators, who were far beyond their ability to contend with.

Yan Yang's face darkened to the extreme. He finally understood that the alluring woman was not acting alone, but was colluding with other evil cultivators, and their target was the cultivators on this spirit ship!

"Quick! Go to the cabin and inform the other cultivators to join forces in setting up defenses!"

Yan Yang made a quick decision: "Let's stick together and be on guard!"

"Hey! Isn't this that fiery little fairy?"

The alluring woman seemed to have spotted Su Qing on the deck of the spirit boat and said with a grin.

"Hehe, Fairy Zhao, do you know that young lady?"

Beside the glamorous woman, a short, fat monk's eyes lit up upon hearing this. He moved closer to the woman and gave her a hard grab on her large buttocks.

"Take your claws away."

The alluring woman surnamed Zhao pushed away the short, fat monk with disgust and said in a coquettish voice, "We still have important business to attend to. If you're interested, after we kill these people, we can find some time to spar privately."

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Once the monk has killed all these people, he'll have some fun with Fairy Zhao!"

When the short, stout monk heard that this flirtatious woman wanted to play with him, he was immediately filled with lust. He rubbed his hands together, and his triangular eyes gleamed with lewdness.

The short, stout monk licked his lips, his gaze sweeping over the cultivators on the deck of the "Breaking Waves" before finally settling on Su Qing. His triangular eyes narrowed into slits, filled with lewdness: "Little fairy, you're so beautiful. Why don't you follow a monk? A monk will guarantee you endless happiness in the future, a hundred times better than following these good-for-nothings!"

Having said that, he pulled out a blood-stained Zen staff from his bosom and hurled it at the spirit boat.

The staff transformed into a streak of blood-red light in the air, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, heading straight for Su Qing's face.

This seemingly lewd monk was extremely ruthless in his actions, and he actually wanted to capture and kill Su Qing directly!

"Shameless!"

Su Qing roared, holding the jade flute horizontally in front of her, her fingertips surging with spiritual energy, and a sharp sonic wave crashed towards the Zen staff.

The sound waves collided with the Zen staff, producing a loud "hum." The Zen staff was shaken and paused slightly, while Su Qing was also shaken back three steps, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Fairy Su!"

Upon seeing this, Yan Yang immediately swung his sword forward, the cyan sword light striking out like thunder, directly slashing at the monk's staff.

The Thunderclap Pendant at his waist emitted a pale purple lightning light, and the sword light contained a trace of thunder power, which perfectly countered the evil aura of the evil cultivator.

"Ding Dong..."

The sword light struck the monk's staff, sparks flew everywhere, and the blood patterns on the staff dimmed slightly. It was knocked away and landed back in the hands of the short, stout monk.

The short, stout monk caught the staff, his lewd smile vanishing, replaced by a serious expression: "You lad do have some skill, but unfortunately, you're no match for a monk!"

He leaped from the black spirit boat, his body radiating a dense crimson light, transforming into a blood-red meteor that hurtled towards Yan Yang.

"Be careful! This ascetic is a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Realm!"

Yan Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately gave a reminder.

He could clearly sense that the blood-red light surrounding the ascetic contained extremely pure Yin and evil power, indicating that he had cultivated some kind of evil technique and was even stronger than an ordinary Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

"Go together!"

Shi Kun reacted quickly, immediately raising his heavy earth-attribute shield to block Yan Yang.

The shield glowed with an earthy yellow light, forming a solid defensive barrier!

This was his trump card defensive technique, enough to withstand a full-force attack from a cultivator in the early Golden Core stage.

"boom!"

The short, stout monk slammed his staff into the shield, causing a violent flash of earthy yellow spiritual light. The shield was instantly covered in earthy yellow light. Shi Kun groaned, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the shield. He was thrown backward by the shock and crashed heavily into the railing of the spirit boat, losing consciousness.

The ascetic monk was also turned back to their flying boat.

"Brother Shi!"

Lin Wenyuan exclaimed in surprise and immediately took out several "evil-repelling talismans" and threw them at the monk.

The talisman transformed into a golden net of light in the air, enveloping the ascetic's body and attempting to trap him.

"Little tricks!"

The short, stout monk sneered, swung his staff in front of him, and unleashed a burst of crimson spiritual power, instantly tearing apart the golden light net.

With a light step, he took off from their black flying boat and pounced on Yan Yang again, swinging his staff once more, this time aiming for Yan Yang's chest!

He seemed to have sensed something extraordinary beneath Yan Yang's clothes and wanted to take it for himself!
A sharp glint flashed in Yan Yang's eyes; he couldn't retreat now!

He pressed the "Bronze Tree" tightly against his chest, using its power to stabilize his soul. At the same time, he pushed his spiritual power to its limit, and the lightning on the longsword became even more dazzling, faintly forming a purple lightning dragon phantom.

"Thunderclap Sword Technique! Dragon's Fury!"

Yan Yang shouted and slashed out with his longsword. The phantom of the thunder dragon roared and charged towards the short, fat monk.

This was a special move he learned from the sword manual left by Li Yunjing. Although he could not unleash its full power due to insufficient cultivation, it still contained extremely domineering thunderous power.

"Oh no! It's lightning magic? Could it be someone from the 'Divine Firmament Dao Sect'?"

The short, stout monk's expression changed. He could feel the restraining force within the phantom of the thunder dragon and dared not take it head-on, so he quickly dodged to the side.

The phantom of the thunder dragon grazed past his shoulder and struck the black spirit boat behind him. With a loud "boom," the blood-red array on the spirit boat was instantly shattered, and several evil cultivators were struck by the lightning and instantly turned into ashes.

"You little brat! How dare you ruin the monk's good deed!"

The short, stout monk was utterly enraged. The blood-red aura around him intensified, and the blood-red patterns on his staff lit up, beginning to absorb the evil power from the surrounding miasma. "Today, this monk will tear you to pieces and seize the treasure in your arms!"

Just then, the alluring voice of the fairy Zhao suddenly rang out: "Monk, don't waste time with them! Proceed according to plan and take the spirit boat first!"

Before she finished speaking, dozens of blood shadows around her moved simultaneously, pouncing on the "Breaking Waves" like hungry wolves and attacking the cultivators on the deck.

These blood-red figures are all disciples of the "Blood Soul Cult".

The low-level cultivators on the deck were completely unable to resist and were all struck by the blood shadows, their souls damaged, and they fell to the ground groaning in pain.

"Listen up, you guys over there! This is a ship from the 'Nanming Island Trading Company.' Fellow Daoists, please let us pass!"

At this moment, the captain of the airship also stepped forward, albeit reluctantly.

Behind him were dozens of cultivators from "Nanming Island"!

Inside the cabin, hundreds of cultivators of various realms heard the commotion outside and came out to stand on the deck, looking towards the opposite side.

Besides sea creatures and monsters, the most terrifying creatures at sea are pirates and raiders.

The person opposite them exuded a sinister aura, clearly a demonic cultivator, which made everyone's hearts sink.

Pirates might let ships go for the sake of wealth and some benefits, but if they encounter demonic cultivators, they are not only killed, but their corpses are even refined into zombies.

This aroused a sense of shared hatred and indignation among everyone!
If the demonic cultivators are unwilling to let them go, they might have to fight them to the death.

"Nanming Island Trading Company?"

"You're just a trading company that barely survives on transportation, and you dare to put on airs in front of me?"

Upon hearing this, Fairy Zhao covered her mouth and chuckled, but her eyes grew even colder. "Today, I'm determined to take this ship. The people on board will either obediently hand over their magical treasures and spiritual materials, or... die!"

As she spoke, a faint pink light emanated from her fingertips, and the blood shadows surrounding her instantly accelerated, rushing towards the deck of the "Breaking Waves".

The sinister power contained within those blood-red shadows was even stronger than before. As soon as the low-level cultivators on the deck came into contact with them, their bodies convulsed, as if their souls were being torn apart.

"Everyone listen!"

"The demonic cultivators want to exterminate us all, so we have no choice but to fight to the death!" The captain of the "Nanming Island" trading company's expression changed drastically. He knew that begging for mercy was useless, so he could only grit his teeth and order: "Golden Core cultivators, follow me to hold off the enemy's Golden Core cultivators. Foundation Establishment cultivators, protect your lower-level fellow disciples and use defensive formations to protect the spirit ship!"

Before he finished speaking, the captain drew a silver longsword, his body radiating golden spiritual light!
He was actually a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core realm!
The other cultivators from the merchant guild also took action, some raising their shields, others manipulating the defensive crossbows on the spirit boat to attack the black spirit boat.

The passengers shook their heads, forced to bite the bullet and join in.

Just like the captain said!
If they are subdued, the demonic cultivators will not let them go!

This isn't about standing up for the "Nanming Island Trading Company," it's about risking their lives for them!
Of course, at this time, everyone has their own thoughts.

It has become almost a consensus that if the war goes against them, they should all flee.

Yan Yang and his three companions shared the same thought. They huddled together, attacking while searching for an opportunity to escape.

In an instant, spiritual light and blood light intertwined on the sea surface, and the roar of colliding magical treasures, the screams of cultivators, and the maniacal laughter of demonic cultivators resounded everywhere.

……

In other sea areas, there have been no fewer than several hundred such incidents.

A shallow sea area rich in pearls.

Dozens of fishing boats were shrouded in a blood-red array, and the fishermen were horrified to find their blood seeping from their seven orifices, turning into a blood mist that drifted into the air.

A gaunt old monk draped in a human skin robe floated on the sea, his feet resting on a lotus platform made of skulls, greedily absorbing the blood essence...

Three hundred miles away, in a coral reef group, a treasure-hunting team of seven Foundation Establishment cultivators was suddenly attacked.

The purple-clad female cultivator at the head watched helplessly as her companions were pierced through the dantian by blood threads that shot out from the seawater. Those blood threads, like living creatures, devoured the cultivators' flesh and blood, leaving only intact human skin floating on the water's surface.

Most chillingly, near a human-inhabited island, a fleet of three large merchant ships was engulfed in flames.

The deck was covered with charred corpses, each with its skull cut open by a sharp blade.

A figure wearing a bronze demon mask stood atop the mainmast, holding a constantly beating heart in his hand, while below, hundreds of black-robed cultivators were using iron hooks to drag corpses into the cabin.

"The Blood Soul Cult has come out in full force this time."

On the highest observation tower of "Nanming Island", the white-haired tower keeper put down his telescope and tremblingly drew another bloody mark on the jade slip used for recording events.

The entire South China Sea seems to be engulfed in flames of war...

The devastating battle reports were sent out one by one, converging on "Wanghai City".

The public appearance of Wei Henian, a traitor of the Shenxiao Dao Sect, in particular caused a sensation throughout Wanghai City.

The fact that Wei Henian was able to emerge unscathed from Li Yunjing's pursuit was astonishing to many.

Immediately, various discussions arose, all talking about Wei Henian's matter.

Meanwhile, the three—Nine Nether Immortals, Xiao Chenyu, and Zhi Qiao Immortals—had stayed in the South China Sea to kill Wei Henian. Upon hearing the news, they left their mission and headed towards the sea area where Wei Henian had been spotted…

Before the reinforcements from "Wanghai City" could even set off, they saw that the sea outside the city was blocked by a mountain of white bones!

The members of the "Bone-Eating Sect" and the "Blood Soul Sect" have already blocked "Wanghai City," and judging from their posture, they seem to be planning to attack the city!
Under such circumstances, the city lords and deputy city lords naturally dared not send troops out of the city to reinforce Jiuyou Zhenren, Xiao Chenyu, and Zhiqiao Zhenren.

Meanwhile, the situation on the battlefield where Yan Yang was located became increasingly critical.

The monk suddenly bit his tongue and sprayed his blood onto his staff, causing the blood-red veins to writhe as if they had come to life.

The miasma from the entire sea surged wildly toward the staff, forming a hideous ghost head on its tip.

"Let me show you the true power of the Heavenly Fiend Buddha!"

The monk laughed wildly and waved his staff, while the demon head opened its huge mouth and spat out nine rivers of blood.

Countless twisted human faces wailed in each river of blood, and the stench of blood instantly destroyed the left railing of the spirit boat.

"Crash-"

The nine rivers of blood, like ferocious beasts breaking free of their restraints, swept through the railings of the spirit boat, carrying a stench that prevented low-level cultivators from dodging. They were instantly swallowed up by the blood waves.

What's chilling is that the cultivators who were swallowed did not die immediately. Instead, after struggling in the blood river for a while, their skin quickly turned bluish-purple, their eyes rolled back, and their bodies emitted a sinister red light that shared the same origin as the blood river.

They were controlled by the evil power in the Blood River, transformed into mindless blood puppets, wielding broken magical artifacts, and lunging at their companions on the deck.

"No! Amin!"

A cultivator at the Qi Refining stage watched his former companion turn into a puppet, his eyes filled with despair. Just as he was about to step forward to wake him up, he was pierced through the chest by a short knife in the puppet's hand. Blood splattered onto the blood river, making the blood river even more intense in color.

"Damn it! That damned fiend!"

Yan Yang's expression was grim; he could clearly sense the evil power contained within the Blood River!
That is the core power of the "Heavenly Fiend Buddha Technique," which uses the essence and blood of living people as a guide and the divine soul of cultivators as fuel. The more it devours, the stronger it becomes, making it a vicious technique among evil paths.

He dared not hesitate for a moment and immediately used the Five Thunder Orthodox Method.

"Boom!"

The rolling thunderous power instantly erupted with dazzling light, which formed a barrier in front of Yan Yang, Su Qing, and Lin Wenyuan.

The blood river rushed towards the lightning, hissing like ice and snow encountering a raging fire. The evil spirits in the river let out mournful screams, their souls scattered by the lightning.

The blood puppets that were about to pounce on them also melted away rapidly under the lightning, turning into a pool of black water.

"He really is a disciple of the 'Divine Firmament Dao Sect'!"

Seeing the power of the Five Thunder Orthodox Method, the short, stout monk's eyes were filled with disbelief, greed, and rage. "How could someone who is merely a Foundation Establishment cultivator possibly restrain my Heavenly Fiend Buddha Technique?!"

Unwilling to accept defeat, he slammed his staff into the sea. With a deafening roar, the sea trembled violently, and even more black miasma surged from the seabed, merging into the nine rivers of blood.

The Blood River instantly swelled three times in size, and the demon head in the river opened its huge mouth and spat out a blood-red beam of light as thick as a bowl, which struck Yan Yang directly!

He actually wanted to destroy Yan Yang, this enemy, directly!
"Brother Yan, be careful!"

Upon seeing this, Su Qing immediately brought the jade flute to her lips and played a rapid tune called "Breaking Evil".

The pale purple sound waves transformed into countless tiny blades, striking the crimson pillar of light. Although they failed to shatter it, they did slow the pillar down.

Lin Wenyuan then took out all the "exorcising talismans" from his pocket, quickly formed hand seals, and stuck the talismans one by one in front of him: "Rise!"

Dozens of "exorcising talismans" lit up simultaneously, and golden runes intertwined in the air, forming a talisman array that was even more solid than before.

"boom!"

The crimson beam of light slammed into the rune defense, causing the rune array to flicker violently and the runes to shatter inch by inch.

"Hahaha! That's all there is to it!"

"Boy, if you know what's good for you, surrender now, and this monk might let you die a little easier!"

Seeing that his opponent was no match, the short, stout monk laughed wildly, "Otherwise, I'll turn you into nourishment for the Blood River, so you'll never be reincarnated!"

He waved his staff again, and the nine rivers of blood turned simultaneously, converging towards Yan Yang's location to form a huge blood-red vortex, attempting to devour Yan Yang, Su Qing, and Lin Wenyuan together.

Upon seeing this, the captain of the Nanming Island trading company became anxious!
He knew that if Yan Yang and the other two were to be harmed, the remaining cultivators would be no match for the demonic cultivators' attack.

"Hold on, kid!"

He suddenly unleashed his spiritual power to its limit, his silver longsword gleaming with dazzling light. He leaped into the air and slashed towards the center of the blood-red vortex: "I'm here to help you!"

The blade flashed like light piercing through the darkness, striking the blood-red vortex. Instantly, a gap was cleaved in the vortex, and a large amount of blood sprayed out, landing on the sea surface and dyeing the seawater crimson.

"Damn, he's a Golden Core cultivator!"

The short, stout monk glared at the captain, but wisely changed direction.

Although his cultivation level is high, it is unwise for him to fight against a Golden Core cultivator!
"What kind of skill is it to bully the weak?"

Just then, a Golden Core cultivator among the demonic cultivators made another move, stopping the captain of the "Nanming Island Trading Company".

"What should we do now?"

Seeing the situation getting worse, Su Qing couldn't help but ask.

The other two did the same, quickly observing the surrounding situation. Cultivators were fighting almost everywhere, and the demonic cultivators were numerous and held a certain advantage in any direction.

It seemed they had no chance to escape.

"I have a few talismans given to me by my teacher that can kill cultivators at the Golden Core stage. Now I can only find an opportunity to use these talismans."

Yan Yang held several talismans in his hand and said with a pained expression.

This was something Li Yunjing gave him to save his life!
Normally, Yan Yang would never use them, but now, forced by circumstances, he had no choice but to prepare to use a few talismans to kill the three Golden Core cultivators among the demonic cultivators!
"What? You have such a good thing?"

The other three looked at Yan Yang in surprise, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

At this moment, they finally realized that it was true that the monk had called Yan Yang a disciple of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect"!
"Can...can it really kill a Golden Core cultivator?"

Su Qing's voice trembled slightly as she stared at the talismans shimmering with pale purple lightning in Yan Yang's palm, clearly sensing the terrifying power they contained.

That was a thunderous pressure far exceeding the full-force attack of an ordinary Golden Core cultivator, even causing her soul to ache faintly.

"This...this could be the legendary 'Five Elements Divine Thunder Talisman'?"

Lin Wenyuan's eyes widened even more. He reached out to touch it, but fearing to disturb the power within the talisman, he could only mutter, "I've seen it recorded in the sect's records. This talisman is one of the Shenxiao Dao Sect's trump cards!"

"These are life-saving charms that my teacher gave me before he went into seclusion. There are only five of them in total."

Yan Yang nodded, his fingertips gently tracing the edge of the talisman, his face full of pain: "I originally intended to keep it to deal with life-or-death crises, but now..."

He looked around at the fierce battlefield. The demonic cultivators' blood shadows had broken through several defenses, and many cultivators had fallen in pools of blood. "If we don't get rid of those three Golden Core demonic cultivators, we will all die here."

The Golden Core demonic cultivators of the Blood Soul Sect, who were engaged in a fierce battle with the captain of the Nanming Island ship, and the demonic cultivators of the Bone Erosion Sect and the White Bone Cave, who were restraining other merchant cultivators, were unaware that Yan Yang was already looking for an opportunity to use those rare talismans on them.

(End of this chapter)