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Chapter 800 Taking on Responsibility Independently, Old Friends Grow (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Somebody come!"

Xie Wuyi let out a low shout.

A dark figure appeared silently behind him like a ghost: "What are your orders, Chief?"

"Pass down the order: tell the brothers to be more alert lately and pay close attention to cultivators coming from outside, especially those who look like they come from major righteous sects."

"Report to me immediately if there is any movement or disturbance regarding the ancient ruins deep within the 'Ten Thousand Demon Swamp'!"

Xie Wuyi said coldly, "Also, deal with those 'fat sheep' we caught before, and bring out the resources. I'm going to the black market to exchange them for some life-saving talismans and some good cunning items."

"Yes!"

The shadowy figure obeyed without hesitation and vanished silently once again.

Xie Wuyi walked to the entrance of the cave, gazing at the "Ten Thousand Demon Swamp" in the distance, where evil aura soared and demonic shadows loomed, a ferocious look of anticipation on his face.

"The righteous path? Heh heh... Perfect, I'll use your blood to celebrate obtaining the relic treasure! Maybe, I can even use this opportunity to get rid of..."

He mumbled the last few words in his throat, a hint of extremely secretive ambition and ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

Although Soul Binding is powerful, he is wicked and wicked, and has never been one to be manipulated by others forever!

Perhaps this trip to the ruins is the opportunity he has been waiting for!
There is a swamp on Wanmo Island, deep in the East China Sea!

The swamp spans hundreds of miles, and the entire area is shrouded in mist, making it easy for even Golden Core cultivators to get lost.

Moreover, the swamp is home to many terrifying creatures that lurk in the mud and kill without a trace!

This is also one of the most terrifying places in the East China Sea.

The "Ten Thousand Demon Swamp," a perilous and dangerous place since ancient times, has become increasingly "lively" in recent days.

Originally, this place was a gathering place for demonic cultivators, evil cultivators, and all sorts of wanted and hunted fugitives.

Ordinary righteous cultivators would never dare to set foot here easily. Even if they come to train or search for special spiritual materials, they usually form teams and move around cautiously on the outskirts.

But recently, the situation has been significantly different.

First, a few cultivators with calm demeanor and proper manners appeared sporadically in the markets and black markets on the edge of the swamp.

They may have changed their attire and concealed their martial arts aura, but the profound knowledge that belonged to disciples of prestigious sects and the scrutinizing look in their eyes could not be completely hidden.

Subsequently, the number of cultivators gradually increased, and their cultivation levels also became higher and higher.

From the initial Foundation Establishment and Golden Core stages, to the later emergence of even Nascent Soul cultivators.

They were no longer confined to the outskirts of the town; they began to form teams and attempt to venture deeper into the swamp.

These outsiders all seem to have very clear objectives!
It points directly to the most dangerous area deep within the "Ten Thousand Demon Swamp," where ancient ruins are rumored to be about to appear.

"Tsk, a few more fearless fools have arrived."

At the entrance to the black market, a stall owner shrouded in a black robe watched a group of cultivators who had just left. Their clothes appeared ordinary but were made of extraordinary materials. He sneered to his companion in a low voice, "Judging from their gait and demeanor, they are probably core disciples from the 'Shenxiao Dao Sect' or 'Yuanyang Dao Sect' or 'Tianluo Dao Sect.' They disguised themselves quite well as rogue cultivators, but unfortunately, they couldn't hide their true nature."

"More than just the Xuanmen (Taoist sect)."

“A few days ago, the Golden Dragon Guards of the Huangze Dynasty also came. Although they were not wearing official robes, their dragon aura could be smelled from a great distance.”

His companion lowered his voice and glanced in another direction, "There are also a few bald... monks from the west. They have an inner radiance and can be told they're from the 'Buddha Light Continent'."

"Damn it, when did this godforsaken place become such a hot commodity?"

"With so many powerful figures from the righteous path coming here, are we poor folks left to make a living?"

The previous stall owner complained, a hint of unease in his voice.

Good and evil cannot coexist. The influx of so many righteous cultivators has put immense pressure and threat on those demonic and evil cultivators who have long frequented this place.

"I heard that a real treasure is about to be born in that deep place. It's causing quite a stir and has attracted all these big fish."

"Let's be careful. Let's not get too involved in anything too dangerous lately, or we might not even know how we died."

His companion sighed, "These reputable sects can be even more ruthless than us when it comes to snatching treasures."

Similar conversations played out repeatedly in the dark corners along the edge of the swamp.

Local forces were filled with vigilance, jealousy, and a hint of schadenfreude towards this sudden influx of "outsiders."

They knew better than anyone the horrors deep within the "Ten Thousand Demon Swamp," especially the area around that ancient ruin, which was by no means a benevolent place.

This is a perfect opportunity for those arrogant and ignorant righteous cultivators to suffer a bloody defeat.

Meanwhile, deep within the swamp lies a treacherous region shrouded in miasma and filled with the roars of demons.

A small team of about ten people is making its way forward with difficulty.

They were dressed in uniform blue robes, with faint lightning around them forming a protective shield that kept out the invading poisonous miasma.

It was the advance reconnaissance team sent by the "Shenxiao Dao Sect", led by an elder at the Golden Core stage, with the rest being elite disciples at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

"Elder Yu, the malevolent energy here is getting stronger and stronger, and the demons are becoming more and more violent."

Jin Shouyun swung his sword and killed a bone-rotting demon that leaped out of the swamp, then spoke with a solemn expression.

"Yes, based on the vague clues provided by the sect and the scattered information shared by Emperor Huangze, the ruins should be located in this area."

Yu Zongzhe's eyes flashed like lightning as he scanned the distorted environment around him. "Everyone, be alert. This place is extremely dangerous. We must not only guard against demons, but also be wary of cultivators from other forces and other...things."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a violent explosion and a shrill scream suddenly came from his side, mixed with the faint sounds of Buddhist chanting and some kind of sinister roar.

"There is a situation!"

Elder Yu Zongzhe's expression hardened. "Conceal your aura and go check it out! Be on guard!"

The team immediately moved stealthily toward the source of the sound.

Before long, through the thick miasma, they saw a devastated battlefield.

Several Buddhist monks dressed in robes were engaged in a fierce battle with a group of demonic cultivators who were covered in black mist and had ferocious appearances.

Several corpses lay on the ground, some Buddhist cultivators and some demonic cultivators.

"They are monks from the 'Kasyapa Treasure Light Temple'! Those demonic cultivators... judging from their techniques, they seem to be from the 'Xuanming Palace'!"

"A knowledgeable disciple exclaimed in a low voice."

"Xuanming Palace? That demonic sect leader from the North Sea? They really got involved too!"

Yu Zongzhe frowned.

At this moment, another change occurred!
Suddenly, the mud on the edge of the battlefield exploded, and an extremely concealed, ghostly, blood-red figure shot out, aiming directly at the back of a young Buddhist cultivator who was fully engaged in dealing with the enemy in front and had no time to pay attention to anything else!

The blood-red figure exuded a cold and violent aura, possessing the cultivation of a peak Golden Core cultivator, and its timing was extremely cunning and ruthless!

"How to do?"

Su Guo asked.

As Li Yunjing's earliest subordinates, he and Jin Shouyun received too many benefits.

In addition, both of them are quite talented and are now experts at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment realm. Moreover, they are not delicate flowers in a greenhouse. Over the years, they have fought in many battles and participated in many operations.

It's just that because of his low cultivation level, he couldn't fight alongside Li Yunjing.

At this time, news arrived from the depths of the East Sea that a secret realm had opened.

Many forces from "Tianlan Star" came here to try their luck, and "Shenxiao Dao Sect" naturally wouldn't remain indifferent.

Yu Zongzhe arrived with a few of Li Yunjing's old acquaintances to scout ahead for the main force and gather some clues.

"Buddhism! Demonism! Neither of them are good people, let's ignore them!"

Elder Yu Zongzhe, experienced and composed, remained calm despite the shock. He whispered to the others, "Let's just watch the show. If there's any advantage to be gained, then we'll kill them!"

"Yes!"

Jin Shouyun, Su Guo, and their group nodded secretly; Yu Zongzhe's suggestion aligned with their own ideas.

Since we are not aligned with Buddhism, we have no obligation to help.

What does it mean to "draw your sword to help when you see injustice on the road"?

If this were someone from the Xuanmen sect, they might be able to help, but bald man, I'm sorry.

I'm being extremely polite by not stabbing you.

Of course, the people from the "Shenxiao Daozong" would not help the Demonic Sect. The people of the Demonic Sect are unpredictable and even worse than the Buddhist sect. Even if they helped, there was a possibility that they would turn against them!

No one would want to cause trouble for themselves.

"Observe the situation calmly and conceal your presence!"

Elder Yu Zongzhe lowered his voice and quickly made a hand gesture.

Jin Shouyun, Su Guo, and the others immediately understood and concealed their auras to the extreme. They used the dense miasma and twisted dead trees to hide themselves, silently lying in wait like rocks, coldly observing the battle ahead.

In the arena, the battle between the monks of "Kasyapa Baoguang Temple" and the demonic cultivators of "Xuanming Palace" had reached a fever pitch. Buddhist light shone brightly, and chants resounded, attempting to purify the filth; demonic energy surged, and ghostly wails echoed, threatening to devour life.

Both sides used all their means, clashing magical weapons and battling spells. Each collision triggered violent energy fluctuations, causing the surrounding miasma to churn endlessly.

"Hey, well done! It would be best if they both died, both of them!"

Su Guo licked his lips, a bloodthirsty glint flashing in his eyes, and secretly transmitted his voice.

"The person from the Xuanming Palace used the 'Hundred Soul Banner,' which had been refined from at least a thousand living souls, and its malevolent energy was extremely strong."

Jin Shouyun, however, remained calm, his sharp gaze sweeping across the battlefield as he analyzed the situation: "That monk's staff is a Buddhist treasure, used to subdue evil spirits, but it seems to consume a lot of energy... Tsk, that injured young monk is about to collapse."

Just as Jin Shouyun had predicted, the young Buddhist cultivator Huijue, who had suffered a severe shoulder injury, was pale and moved noticeably slowly due to excessive blood loss and the corrosive influence of evil energy. He was only able to barely hold on thanks to the support of his fellow disciples.

"Senior brother... don't worry about me..."

Huijue cried out weakly, trying to persuade his companions to abandon him.

"Stop talking nonsense! Guard your mind!"

Master Huiming roared and swung his staff even more fiercely, forcing back the two attacking demonic cultivators, but also greatly increasing the pressure on himself.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

On the Xuanming Palace side, the leading demonic cultivator's eyes flashed with a sinister smile upon seeing this, and his attack became even more frenzied, clearly intending to take this opportunity to eliminate one of them first.

Just when Yu Zongzhe and the others thought the young monk was surely dead, another unexpected event occurred!
The young monk Huijue, who appeared to be exhausted, suddenly had a look of determination and compassion in his eyes.

"Amitabha!"

He suddenly broke free from his companions' protection and roared, "If I don't go to hell, who will!"

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling golden Buddhist light suddenly erupted from his body, making him look like a burning golden torch! A violent yet pure power burst forth from the center of him!

"Huijue! No!"

Master Huiming was horrified and tried to stop it, but it was too late.

"boom!"

A violent self-destruction!
The self-destruction of a Buddhist cultivator at the Golden Core stage, containing the power of his entire life's work, was incredibly powerful!
Golden energy mixed with pure Buddhist power swept out like a storm!
The closest demonic cultivators from the Xuanming Palace were the first to be affected. They never expected that this monk would be so fierce, even willing to give up the chance of reincarnation!

The protective demonic energy was torn apart in an instant, and the body screamed as it was devoured and purified by the Buddha's light, annihilating both its form and soul on the spot!

Even the leading demonic cultivator was shaken by the shockwave of the self-destruction, his blood churning and he retreated repeatedly, his face filled with shock and anger.

The aftershocks of the explosion also reached the hiding place of Yu Zongzhe and the others, forcing them to use their spiritual power to resist, causing them to sway slightly.

"What a resolute monk!"

Yu Zongzhe's expression changed slightly, and he said in a low voice.

He hadn't expected the Buddhist cultivator to be so decisive, using such a method to severely injure his opponent.

Jin Shouyun and Su Guo exchanged glances, their spectator-like attitude fading and their expressions becoming more serious.

This suicidal fighting style is enough to instill a sense of awe in any onlooker.

The situation on the field reversed in an instant!

The Xuanming Palace lost nearly half of its manpower, and the leading demonic cultivator also suffered some minor injuries.

Meanwhile, at the Kasyapa Baoguang Temple, although they were grieving the loss of their fellow disciples, the pressure was greatly reduced.

"Junior brother!!!"

Master Huiming's eyes turned bloodshot, and with a mournful roar, his gaze towards the demonic cultivators of the "Xuanming Palace" was filled with boundless killing intent. "Demons! This humble monk will surely deliver you from suffering today!"

"Slay demons and demons!"

The remaining monks, united in their hatred of the enemy, suddenly launched a frenzied attack, fighting with a reckless abandon.

"Damn it! These lunatics!"

Seeing this, the demonic cultivators of the Xuanming Palace knew that they were in a difficult situation and that if they dragged it out any longer, they might all perish here.

He glared fiercely at Huiming and the others, then subconsciously glanced in the direction where Yu Zongzhe and the others were hiding, gritting his teeth and saying, "Bald monks! You're ruthless! Let's go!"

Having said that, he didn't hesitate any longer. He led his remaining men and fled in a sorry state, turning into black smoke, even faster than when they arrived.

The monks of "Kasyapa Baoguang Temple" did not pursue him. They surrounded the place where Huijue had self-destructed, silently reciting the scriptures for rebirth in the Pure Land, creating a tragic and solemn atmosphere.

Yu Zongzhe and his group remained hidden in the same spot, without showing themselves.

Going out now would inevitably be awkward, and might even lead to the other party taking their anger out on you.

After all, they had been watching coldly from the sidelines the whole time.

After a moment, Master Huiming composed himself, his face regaining its composure, but his eyes became even more profound and cold.

"Thank you for not taking advantage of my misfortune, fellow Daoist."

He called out loudly towards the direction where Yu Zongzhe and the others were hiding, "Now that this matter is settled, we will take our leave."

His tone was unreadable, and after speaking, he led the other monks to collect their fellow disciples' belongings and quickly left this bloody place.

Only after the Buddhist monks had completely disappeared did Yu Zongzhe and the others slowly appear.

"This monk... his words have a hidden meaning."

Su Guo touched his chin.

"Anyone who can cultivate to the Golden Core stage is a fool. He must know that we've been watching all along."

Jin Shouyun said calmly, "That last sentence can be considered a clarification, or a way of... drawing a line."

"Never mind, we were just strangers who met by chance."

"We shouldn't stay here any longer. The commotion we made just now will definitely attract other things."

Yu Zongzhe sighed: "Let's continue the mission, find clues about the ruins as soon as possible, and then leave."

After this experience, everyone became even more cautious and continued to sneak deeper into the swamp.

The shadows in the darkness rippled slightly, and Xie Wuyi's figure almost blended into the darkness of the swamp.

His scarlet tongue licked his sharp teeth, and he grinned silently.

"Well done...good riddance!"

He roared with glee in his heart, "Good riddance to the bald monk! Good riddance to those demon bastards! Saves me the trouble of taking action later! Those few bastards from the 'Divine Firmament Dao Sect' are cunning, hiding very well..."

His gaze was like that of a venomous snake, fixed intently on the direction where Yu Zongzhe and the others had left.

Looking for ancient ruins?

"Just you?"

A hint of disdain and cruelty flashed in Xie Wuyi's eyes. "Perfect, I need a few scapegoats to scout ahead, so I'll use you as my starting point!"

He swayed and silently sank into the mud again, like a vicious shark underwater, hanging far behind Yu Zongzhe's team.

His understanding of this swamp far surpassed that of these outsiders, allowing him to follow it with ease and without making a sound.

Yu Zongzhe, along with Jin Shouyun, Su Guo, and others, cautiously advanced deeper into the area.

The further they went, the thicker the fog became, to the point where they could barely see their own hand in front of their face. Their divine sense was also greatly suppressed, and they could only probe within a few feet of their surroundings.

Poisonous bubbles occasionally rose from the mud beneath our feet, emitting a stench that made us dizzy.

The eerie roars came from all directions, sometimes near, sometimes far, making people uneasy.

"Elder, there's something strange about the mist here; my divine sense is almost completely suppressed!"

A disciple whispered nervously, his grip on the longsword trembling slightly.

"Stay calm! Stay close together and don't get separated!"

Yu Zongzhe shouted in a deep voice, holding a calming talisman that emitted a faint light in his hand, barely dispelling the fog and discomfort in a small area around him. "Based on the scattered clues, the entrance to the ruins should be somewhere in this foggy area. Everyone, carefully sense the energy fluctuations on the ground and around you!"

The procession moved extremely slowly, with everyone completely focused and walking on thin ice.

"Elder, we've made a discovery!"

After traveling for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Jin Shouyun, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and whispered, "There seems to be a faint trace of energy left on the left front. It's very chaotic, but... there seem to be traces of spatial fluctuations!"

Everyone perked up and cautiously moved in that direction.

Sure enough, amidst what appeared to be ordinary rotting mud and twisted deadwood, they discovered a chaotic battle scene and a faint, almost vanished spatial ripple.

It seems a brief but intense battle had recently taken place here, as the lingering atmosphere was quite mixed.

"It's like... someone forcibly opened something here, or triggered some kind of restriction!"

After a careful examination, Yu Zongzhe made a solemn judgment.

(End of this chapter)