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Chapter 758 Internal Strife within the Heavenly Demon Sect, Sweeping Through Blood Soul Island (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"ended."

Ye Wuhen picked up the token, his fingertips radiating demonic energy as he crushed it into powder.

Mo Wentian's resources also fell into Ye Wuhen's hands.

The corpses of the dead cultivators from the "Heavenly Demon Sect" were also looted by Ye Wuhen's men.

At this moment, everyone watched the ten "Shenxiao Warships" in the open sea with vigilance!
Ye Wuhen turned to look at the "Divine Firmament Warship" floating on the sea and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist Li, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you!"

Li Yunjing's figure emerged from the darkness, his body radiating dazzling starlight, a stark contrast to the surrounding demonic energy.

"Brother Ye is indeed extraordinary."

He nodded slightly: "But whether Mo Wentian is the real body or an avatar, can Brother Ye make that judgment?"

"That cautious guy, Mo Wentian, has actually sent out his clone again!"

"It's too difficult for us to kill him."

Upon hearing this, Ye Wuhen's lips curled into a cold smile, his expression revealing a hint of disappointment.

When Li Yunjing heard the words "clone," he didn't show much surprise.

He had already sensed something unusual from the spiritual energy fluctuations erupting from Mo Wentian's clone, but he needed Ye Wuhen's confirmation to verify his guess.

After all, they were all experts of the same level. Even if Mo Wentian was bombarded by ten "Divine Firmament Warships", he would not be killed by Ye Wuhen in a few punches and kicks!

"As expected, but it's still a pity."

Li Yunjing landed slowly and stood opposite Ye Wuhen. "However, being able to destroy one of his main clones makes this trip worthwhile."

"By the way, where are the 'Soul-Devouring Gu' eggs?"

He then changed the subject and asked, "Could you please tell me how to remove the curse?"

"It's a small thing!"

Ye Wuhen nodded and rummaged through Mo Wentian's belongings.

He raised his hand and waved it, revealing a black egg sac. The egg sac writhed in the lightning, but was instantly sealed.

"This egg sac is the Insect King. It's yours now."

Ye Wuhen casually tossed it to Li Yunjing, "With this, given the capabilities of your 'Shenxiao Dao Sect,' removing the Gu poison shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Li Yunjing took the black egg sac, a spark of electricity crackling at his fingertips. After carefully examining it and confirming that it was correct, he put it into his sleeve.

"Brother Ye is indeed a man of his word."

He looked at Ye Wuhen and said calmly, "We will take care of the rest."

Not to mention the many medical and poison masters in the sect, even Li Yunjing has considerable knowledge in this area.

He was naturally very confident that he could cure the poison.

Seeing Li Yunjing put away the egg sac, Ye Wuhen's fingertips flashed with demonic light, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only let out a cold laugh: "Since Fellow Daoist Li is confident in curing the poison, then the mess in the South China Sea will be handed over to the 'Shenxiao Dao Sect'."

"The people of my 'Heavenly Demon Sect' are not for outsiders to deal with."

He swept his gaze across the scattered corpses of demonic cultivators on the sea surface, showing no pity whatsoever. A burst of demonic fire shot out, burning all the corpses to ashes.

"Farewell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wuhen waved his sleeve, and thirty loyal demonic cultivators immediately gathered behind him. Their black spiritual light surged, creating dark currents on the sea.

They didn't glance at the "Divine Firmament Warship" again, transforming into a dark shadow and speeding towards the East China Sea at an astonishing speed, disappearing into the night in just a few breaths.

Li Yunjing gazed in the direction Ye Wuhen had left, and the lightning at his fingertips quietly receded.

He naturally noticed the strangeness in Ye Wuhen's last hint of wanting to say something but didn't point it out.

Demonic cultivators always prioritize self-interest. This cooperation was based on mutual exploitation. Now that the goal has been achieved, parting ways is the norm. Further entanglement would only increase the risk.

As for not falling out with Ye Wuhen?

First, he wasn't confident he could completely annihilate Ye Wuhen!
After all, this is not the same as before; it's impossible to concentrate fire on more than twenty people at once to bombard Ye Wuhen.

Secondly, he and Ye Wuhen had some personal relationship.

Li Yunjing still admired this person. He was unwilling to fight Ye Wuhen and instead took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Even if one day the two of them were to fight on behalf of the immortal path and the demonic path respectively, he still wanted to defeat Ye Wuhen fairly!

Such an opponent deserves respect!

There's no need to resort to encirclement and killing to settle things.

As for Li Yunjing being nine minor realms below his opponent?
This is nothing.

In Li Yunjing's view, sooner or later, he would be able to catch up with the opponent's combat strength.

"Vice Sect Leader, Ye Wuhen has withdrawn from the East China Sea direction. Should we send someone to track him?"

As Zhou Yue approached in his "Divine Firmament Warship," the lightning on his lightning-patterned spear still lingered, and his tone carried a hint of wariness.

He remained wary of the Heavenly Demon Sect cultivators, fearing they might set up an ambush.

"No need."

"Ye Wuhen is eager to return to the 'Heavenly Demon Sect' to consolidate his power and has no time to get entangled with us."

"Pass down the order: everyone, follow me back and raze 'Blood Soul Island' to the ground!"

Li Yunjing shook his head and turned his gaze towards "Blood Soul Island". "The demonic cultivators on that island are still waiting for us. We can't delay them."

"Yes!"

Zhou Yue accepted the order and turned to give a loud command to the cultivators on the warship.

Ten "Divine Firmament Warships" roared with lightning, piercing the night sky as they sped toward "Blood Soul Island".

Li Yunjing stood on the flagship's deck, clutching the black egg sac in his sleeve, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

He knew perfectly well that Ye Wuhen's apparent concessions today were not without hidden agendas. This man was ambitious and would never willingly allow the "Divine Firmament Dao Sect" to monopolize the interests of the South China Sea.

But right now, the most urgent task is to completely eradicate the remaining demonic cultivators on "Blood Soul Island" and cut off the Heavenly Demon Sect's last stronghold in the South China Sea!
Blood Soul Island, where demonic flames rage.

In the center of the island, the blood pool boiled and churned, and tens of thousands of demonic cultivators sat cross-legged, cultivating with the help of the blood's fiendish energy.

Suddenly, thunderclouds rolled across the sky, and ten "Divine Firmament Warships" broke through the air and rained down lightning!

"Enemy attack!"

The demonic cultivators on Blood Soul Island were terrified and immediately unleashed their demonic weapons to defend themselves.

"Boom!"

However, the power of lightning is naturally restrained by demonic energy. Wherever the lightning passed, the demonic cultivators screamed in agony and were instantly turned into charred remains.

"Form ranks! Form ranks now!"

A Nascent Soul demon cultivator roared, attempting to organize a defense.

However, before he could finish speaking, a dazzling bolt of lightning descended from the sky, instantly obliterating him!
Li Yunjing stood with his hands behind his back on the warship, his gaze icy.

"Leave no one behind."

He gave the order calmly, yet his voice resounded like thunder throughout the entire island.

The "Divine Firmament Warship" unleashed its full firepower, with lightning raging everywhere. Under the violent bombardment of lightning, the entire "Blood Soul Island" collapsed, the blood pool evaporated, and the demonic cultivators were almost all killed or injured!

Ten "Divine Firmament Warships" hovered above "Blood Soul Island," and the "Heavenly Thunder Cannons" bombarded almost continuously, with each bolt of lightning accompanied by the wails of the demonic cultivators.

This is an all-out attack!

It is almost everywhere: in the sky, on the ground, and in the sea.

Even if some demonic cultivators tried to escape, they were finished off by the cultivators on the "Divine Firmament Warship," and no one was allowed to escape from it.

Li Yunjing, along with twelve True Immortals, sealed off the heavens and earth.

The entire "Blood Soul Island" spans thousands of miles, with almost nowhere to escape to.

"Pfft..."

A bolt of lightning pierced the demonic cultivator's chest, and scalding black blood splattered onto the charred rocks, instantly evaporating into a foul-smelling white mist.

The demonic cultivator's eyes were wide open, his bone knife still suspended in mid-air. Just as his primordial spirit was about to leave his body and escape, it was shredded into ashes by the lightning arc that followed closely behind.

Such scenes occur every moment on Blood Soul Island.

In the dense forest west of the blood pool, dozens of low-level demonic cultivators huddled in a cave, their hands tightly covering their mouths, not daring to even breathe loudly.

They could hear screams, thunderclaps, and the cracking of bones coming from outside the cave, each tremor causing rubble to fall from the cave ceiling.

"Shut up if you don't want to die!"

A young demonic cultivator trembled uncontrollably. Just as a wisp of demonic energy appeared at his fingertips, an elder beside him pressed him down firmly: "The lightning magic of the 'Divine Firmament Dao Sect' can track down demonic energy!"

But before he could finish speaking, a golden lightning spear pierced through the top of the cave and struck the elder's head precisely.

"Boom!"

The lightning spear exploded, instantly filling the entire cave with lightning. Dozens of demonic cultivators didn't even have time to scream before they were turned into charred remains stuck to the cave walls, leaving only a burnt smell.

Zhou Yue stood outside the cave, carrying a long spear with thunder patterns. The black blood dripping from the spear tip was still emitting blue smoke. He glanced at the horrific scene inside the cave, turned around expressionlessly, and walked towards the next hiding place.

Li Yunjing gave the order to "leave no one alive," and he would not allow any demonic cultivator to escape.

The brutal killings did not move the people of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" in the slightest.

Which one who cultivates to the Nascent Soul stage isn't a ruthless person who has slaughtered countless lives?
Everyone has experienced even the most brutal killings.

The blood pool in the center of the island had long since dried up, and the tens of thousands of skeletons piled up at the bottom of the pool were shattered by lightning. The white bone powder mixed with the black demonic blood, forming strange patterns on the ground.

Three Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivators from the Blood Soul Sect, clutching the last "Ten Thousand Soul Banner," frantically fled towards the sea.

Their robes were already stained red with blood, and one of them had his left arm severed at the shoulder, with blood still flowing from the black hole.

But as soon as they reached the beach, two chains of lightning wrapped around their ankles and pulled them back into the air.

"Want to escape?"

A Nascent Soul cultivator from Thunder Punishment Peak sneered, waving his Thunder Pattern Staff, and two bolts of lightning pierced through their chests.

Beside him, several True Persons of the "Divine Firmament Dao Sect" also made their moves!
The "Ten Thousand Souls Banner" lost control, and the vengeful spirits on its surface scattered one after another, but before they disappeared, they let out a shrill scream, trying to pounce on the "Thunder Punishment Peak" cultivator.

But with a flash of lightning, the vengeful spirit was completely purified, leaving not a trace behind.

The most brutal battle took place near the altar ruins of "Blood Soul Island".

The Blood Soul Cult Leader was enveloped in thick, bloodthirsty aura, and his demonic sword gleamed with a dark light as he fought against Li Yunjing.

"You do have some strength!" "However, you dare to offend my 'Divine Firmament Dao Sect' and you are courting death. Your futile struggle will only make your death more painful."

With every move Li Yunjing made, the four divine beasts of the four directions, "Azure Dragon," "White Tiger," "Vermilion Bird," and "Black Tortoise," swirled around him, rendering the Blood Soul Sect Master's demonic arts utterly ineffective against him.

Li Yunjing wielded both life energy in one hand and death rays in the other, switching between the two attacks continuously until his life and death energies were completely balanced.

The two types of energy completely suppressed any counterattack from the Blood Soul Cult Leader.

The ferocious death power of the demonic path, or the demonic arts from the "Nine Netherworlds," is restrained by the life force; conversely, Li Yunjing's death rays, as they shoot out, continuously cut off the Blood Soul Cult Master's lifespan year by year!

This attack caused the Blood Soul Cult Leader immense suffering.

He wanted to escape, but found that he was surrounded by Li Yunjing and could not move. He had no chance at all.

"Damn it! How is Li Yunjing so powerful?"

The Blood Soul Cult Leader was filled with regret.

While resisting, he was also thinking about how to escape.

As for his legacy, he could no longer afford to worry about it.

I just hope to escape this calamity.

Even his wife and son have become outcasts.

In his heart, nothing mattered except his own life.

At this moment, Li Yunjing seemed to sense the change in the Blood Soul Cult Master. With a thought, the stars in the sky became exceptionally bright.

The stars of the Southern and Northern Dippers twinkled, and beams of stellar power, like rays of light, shot down and landed on him.

As the power of the stars poured down like a silver waterfall and merged into Li Yunjing's body, the star patterns on his "Starry Robe" suddenly lit up, echoing the stars in the sky.

The illusory images of the Azure Dragon and White Tiger that originally surrounded him were now bathed in starlight and developed faint golden scales. The wings of the Vermilion Bird shimmered with starlight, and the runes on the tortoise shell of the Black Tortoise perfectly matched the star array!

This was his first real-world application of the fusion of the Divine Firmament Path with the power of the stars. Under the nourishment of the starlight, the two energies of life and death became increasingly refined and pure.

With all these enhancements, it is even more powerful than the "Five-Colored Divine Light" and "Yin-Yang Qi" that Li Yunjing often uses!
"Impossible! You're only at the Golden Core stage, how could you control the power of the stars?"

The Blood Soul Cult Leader stared in horror at the scene before him.

He could clearly sense that the spiritual energy fluctuations around Li Yunjing far exceeded those of an ordinary Nascent Soul eighth level cultivator.

In particular, the life and death energies suppressed his demonic arts like the laws of heaven and earth. With each breath, he felt his blood and qi surging, and his lifespan was being silently devoured by the death rays.

How can a frog at the bottom of a well know the vastness of the world?

Li Yunjing spoke calmly, his left hand's life energy transforming into emerald vines that coiled around the demonic sword.

Wherever the vines passed, the black flames on the demonic sword instantly extinguished, and even fine cracks appeared on the blade.

The death ray in his right hand condensed into a jet-black spear, carrying the power of stars, and pierced straight into the heart of the Blood Soul Cult Leader.

"Damn it! I refuse to believe I can't beat a Golden Core cultivator!"

Driven to the brink of despair, the Blood Soul Cult Leader's eyes flashed with madness.

He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence. The demonic sword in his hand transformed into a streak of blood light and severed his own left arm!
"Blood Sacrifice!"

He roared, black blood gushing from his severed arm, condensing into a giant blood claw in the air, "Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"

Frustrated, this man only wanted to severely injure Li Yunjing!

As for his own life and death, he no longer cared about them!
The blood claws swept in with an all-consuming force, corroding the air in their path and causing it to hiss. Even the surrounding stellar energy was briefly distorted.

Seeing this, Zhou Yue and the others urged their lightning magic to provide support, but Li Yunjing raised his hand to stop them: "This is my prey."

Suddenly, starlight surged around Li Yunjing, and the two energies of life and death intertwined in front of him to form a Tai Chi diagram.

As the Tai Chi diagram rotated, the emerald green and jet black lights collided continuously, creating a pale golden barrier.

"boom!"

The blood claws collided with the barrier, black blood splattered, and the Blood Soul Cult Master let out a shrill scream!

His "blood sacrifice" not only failed to harm Li Yunjing, but was instead backfired by the life and death energies, causing his internal demonic power to instantly become disordered, and black blood began to flow from all seven orifices.

"ended."

Li Yunjing flashed and appeared behind the Blood Soul Cult Leader, unleashing the Thunder Tribulation Divine Fist and the Five Elements Divine Fist in succession.

"Bang! Bang!"

These two punches represent Li Yunjing's Thunder Dao and Five Elements Dao, which are his strongest attack methods!
Two punches shattered all of the Blood Soul Cult Master's defenses, tore apart his blood-red robe, and struck him heavily in the chest!
The Blood Soul Cult Leader stood frozen in place, the madness in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by endless despair.

He could feel that his nascent soul was shattered, and he couldn't even muster a trace of magic power, let alone have the chance to self-destruct.

"I'm not reconciled... The 'Heavenly Demon Sect' will not let you go..."

The Blood Soul Cult Master's voice grew weaker and weaker, and his body gradually turned to ashes, leaving behind only a few storage magic treasures.

Li Yunjing reached out and grabbed the Blood Soul Cult Master's storage magic treasure.

He looked around and saw that the entire "Blood Soul Island" was now a scorched wasteland, with only sporadic battles continuing in various places.

He stood high in the sky, his divine sense constantly radiating outwards to survey the current situation on the island.

Once he confirmed that there were no more powerful figures on "Blood Soul Island" and that they would not pose a significant threat to the disciples of "Divine Firmament Dao Sect," he stood with his hands behind his back and ceased his attacks.

Li Yunjing had achieved some success in his cultivation, and naturally he had a broad mind and a magnanimous spirit that was completely different from before. He no longer had the desire to kill ordinary cultivators, or even demonic cultivators.

At least at this level, it would be difficult for Li Yunjing to harbor murderous intent or greed towards demonic cultivators.

He didn't even care about the wealth of those cultivators.

At least Li Yunjing would find it difficult to commit murder for wealth.

This is the difference in perspective and status.

With the fall of the Blood Soul Cult Leader, the resistance on the entire "Blood Soul Island" completely collapsed.

The remaining demonic cultivators fled in all directions like headless flies, but they could not escape the thunderous bombardment of the "Divine Firmament Warship" or the strangulation by the twelve True Immortals!

As for any demonic cultivators who managed to escape, they would be intercepted at various points on the sea by the army of cultivators aboard the "Divine Firmament Warship".

The triple strangulation technique can already achieve a 99% chance of killing someone!

Li Yunjing stood in mid-air, his robes fluttering in the wind.

He gazed at the gradually calming "Blood Soul Island" below, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

This battle was never in doubt from the very beginning!

With the strength of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect", crushing a demonic sect without a Nascent Soul cultivator would have been a piece of cake.

"Vice Sect Leader Li, the demonic cultivators on the island have been basically eliminated."

Zhou Yue arrived through the air, still carrying lingering lightning. "However, we discovered a Blood Prison Cage at the bottom of the island, where hundreds of righteous cultivators are imprisoned."

Li Yunjing frowned slightly: "Take me to see."

Surrounded by a group of "Shenxiao Daozong" disciples, the two landed on the ruins in the center of the island.

The original blood pool had been evaporated by the lightning, revealing a deep cave below.

As you descend the stone steps, the air is thick with the stench of blood.

Deep within the dungeon, hundreds of ragged cultivators were chained to the stone walls, each with several thin, blood-red tubes inserted into their bodies, continuously draining their vital essence.

Upon seeing Li Yunjing and the others appear, their eyes first flashed with fear, but after seeing the clothes of the newcomers, their joy turned into ecstasy.

"It's a fellow Daoist from the 'Divine Firmament Dao Sect'!"

"Save us!"

"I am from the Zhao family of the South China Sea, and our Zhao family is an ally of the Shenxiao Dao Sect!"

"Help me! I'm dying!"

"I come from Matsuba Island, and I'm an ally!"

……

Many people shouted in a frenzy.

"Everyone, please be patient."

Li Yunjing raised his hand and waved it, and all the chains snapped.

He took out several bottles of pills and handed them to Zhou Yue: "Give these to them to stabilize their injuries first."

Zhou Yue took the pills and immediately assigned the disciples of "Thunder Punishment Peak" to feed them to the rescued cultivators one by one.

The pills melted instantly upon entering the mouth, and the pale golden spiritual energy flowed through the cultivators' meridians, gradually restoring color to their originally pale faces. The thin, blood-red tubes inserted into their bodies also broke under the impact of the spiritual energy, dripping black blood onto the ground with a sizzling, corrosive sound.

"Thank you so much, Vice Sect Leader Li, for saving my life!"

A middle-aged cultivator dressed in a blue Taoist robe struggled to his feet from the stone wall and bowed to Li Yunjing: "I am Lin Qingxuan, the island master of 'Pine Leaf Island' in the South China Sea. Three months ago, the 'Blood Soul Sect' suddenly attacked 'Pine Leaf Island'. Apart from those of us who were captured, all the other cultivators on the island have been brutally slaughtered!"

His voice was choked with sobs, and his eyes were filled with grief and indignation. "They not only extracted our life essence for cultivation, but also forced us to cultivate demonic arts. If we refused, we would be thrown into a blood pool to refine our primordial spirit!"

"We have already discovered that the Blood Soul Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect have colluded to try to control the cultivators in the South China Sea with the Soul Devouring Gu."

Li Yunjing looked at the various scars on his body, a cold glint in his eyes: "Do you know what other collusion the 'Blood Soul Sect' has with the 'Heavenly Demon Sect'? Or, to put it another way, has the 'Heavenly Demon Sect' set up other strongholds in the South China Sea?"

"Know!"

"When I was imprisoned, I overheard the Blood Soul Cult Leader talking to the envoy of the 'Heavenly Demon Sect'."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingxuan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, "They said that the South Sea Demon Clan has agreed to join forces, and once the 'Spirit Devouring Gu' matures, they will form an allied army to fight against the 'Divine Firmament Dao Sect'!"

"Furthermore, they mentioned a place called 'Netherworld Eye,' saying that it hides the 'Heavenly Demon Sect's' secret weapon, capable of triggering a tsunami and submerging the islands of the South China Sea!"

Another prisoner seemed to remember something and then spoke up loudly.

"The Eye of the Netherworld?"

Li Yunjing frowned slightly. He had never heard of this name before. "Do you know the exact location of the Netherworld Eye?"

"That's all I heard. The messenger's voice was strange, as if it had been deliberately altered. Moreover, they set up a soundproof array while they were talking, so I could only hear a few scattered words."

Lin Qingxuan shook his head, his eyes filled with guilt: "However, the Blood Soul Sect has a register recording the strongholds of demonic cultivators in the South China Sea, which is in the Blood Soul Sect Leader's secret chamber!"

Zhou Yue immediately said, "Vice Sect Leader Li, I'll take men to search right away!"

"Go ahead and be safe."

Li Yunjing nodded, then turned his gaze to the other rescued cultivators, "Does anyone among you know any more clues about the 'Heavenly Demon Sect' or the 'Blood Soul Sect'?"

(End of this chapter)