White Bone Demon Trail

Chapter 37 The Demon Lord of the Mystic Sect
The gates of Black Stone Village slowly opened, and the three leaders led dozens of men out. Seeing that they outnumbered the enemy, they were just in case the other side had any bad intentions.

The long-bearded old man outside the village stood at the front, supported by the man with a mole between his eyebrows. He glanced at the newcomers and immediately noticed You Junzi.

You Junzi looked at the old man, walked a few feet away, stopped, cupped his hands, and said, "I am You Junzi, the second leader of Black Stone Village. May I ask where you all come from?"

The old man with a long beard and white hair said with a smile, "We are from the Wei family of Guangling. We saw that this village is in harmony with the feng shui formation, so we came to pay a visit."

The man beside him then explained, "I am Wei Zhengshan, and this is the former patriarch of my Wei family."

Upon hearing this, You Junzi said with delight, "So you are a senior from the Wei family. I am a descendant of the You family. It is a great honor to meet the elder from the Wei family today."

“It’s rare to find a descendant of the You family.” A smile appeared on Wei Xu’s aged face. “The You family lineage hasn’t really been cut off.”

After the two groups recognized each other's homes, they exchanged polite introductions and entered the village, eventually arriving at the main house where the village council was held.

After Wei Xu sat down beside him, he said with emotion, "Thirty years ago, when the Demon King of the North Sea attacked, the entire You family of demon hunters died outside the North Gate. Although our major demon hunter families rushed here after hearing the news, it was too late. We could only collect the bodies of our fellow demon hunters from the You family."

Seeing the descendants of the You family again today fills this old man with immense joy.

"Senior, you still remember the old stories? It's just a pity that I, as a junior member of the You family, have forgotten most of them. I apologize for making you laugh," You Junzi sighed.

Li Yiguang and Zhao Lengxiang, who were standing to the side, were both very surprised. They had no idea that the usually calm and composed You Junzi had such a tragic past.

"It's good that you don't remember, it's good that you don't remember." Wei Xu waved his hand and said, "The Demon King of the North Sea is powerful, it's a good thing that you can forget. This kind of hatred can only be avenged by Heaven, it has nothing to do with us mortals anymore. No one will blame you."

"Thank you for your understanding, senior." You Junzi bowed deeply, quite moved.

"Your village... seems to have an eerie aura?" Wei Xu asked doubtfully. "Could it be some powerful demon? We've come into the mountains empty-handed. If you have any difficulties, just tell me. This old man is confident I can catch some ordinary demons."

“This…” You Junzi fell silent. He thought of Wuxiang in Skull Mountain and hesitated.

……

In the ancient pine village, as the sky gradually darkened, the blue light grew brighter and brighter.

Master Dayuan, Duobushan, squinted his eyes and remained silent, only looking at the branches of the ancient pine tree. He pondered in his heart that if he could use the branches and leaves of such a spiritual pine tree to forge a magic weapon, it would be a rare and excellent magic weapon.

Meanwhile, the three people behind Xiao Qianli had all been freed from the demonic poison and their strength had recovered considerably.

"Alright, it's time for us to break the formation. If we delay any longer, the aura of the Azure Wood will become too strong, and we'll be in trouble."

Xiao Qianli pointed, and the golden sword light intensified. The golden shield transformed into sword energy that swarmed towards the cyan light array.

"Junior Brother Zhao, you stand in the Xuanwu position."

Junior Brother Du, you stand in the Azure Dragon position.

Junior Brother Fang, you stand in the Xuanwu position.

"Yes! Senior Sister!"

The three of them changed their positions, each making hand seals to retrieve their treasures, and together with the woman, they formed the Four Symbols Formation. The four colors of light each displayed a symbol, which actually made the cyan-green light array tremble.

Seeing this, the Flower Goddess, who had been hiding in the shadows, stepped out lightly, chuckled, and flicked her finger. The four plants—peach, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum—appeared and surrounded the Four Symbols Formation.

"It's dark and windy now, what if we encounter some evil spirits if we go out into battle?" The Flower Goddess stood in the rain of falling flowers, smiling softly as she blocked the four people's path.

Xiao Qianli's expression turned slightly cold as his sword energy soared into the sky, transforming into a giant sword over ten zhang long that slashed down fiercely.

The Flower Goddess neither dodged nor evaded; just before the giant sword struck, she suddenly pointed a finger, and the enormous golden sword light instantly transformed into a shower of golden chrysanthemums, posing no threat to her whatsoever.

Upon seeing this, everyone present was startled. Such methods were far too mysterious, seemingly beyond the capabilities of ordinary demons.

On the other side, seeing that the two sides had started fighting, Dobushan could no longer wait and shouted, "Na'erlan, Legazhuang, quickly break the formation, don't hold back."

Upon hearing this, the two immediately agreed. The woman chanted incantations, and the flower python in her hand twisted and transformed into a giant python seven or eight zhang long, which slammed into the azure light screen.

The other man roared, his body turning a strange crimson red, as if he had completely transformed into a black bear, slamming his claws hard against the light screen.

The combined force of the bear and the python caused the entire valley to tremble, and countless pine needles were shaken to the ground.

Even when facing four opponents alone, the Flower Goddess was still able to keep her mind focused. She smiled calmly and said, "God of Wuxiang Village, aren't you going to make a move?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Wuxiang, who was hiding in the shadows, stopped waiting. These three people from Dayuan reminded him of the three Dayuan agents he had encountered when he first emerged from the underground, who were disguised as people from Nanzhao. It seemed that there was some connection between the two.

Since it involves the cause and effect of his birth, Bai Wuxiang certainly wouldn't let it go.

Only when everyone connected to his birth is dead will Bai Wuxiang feel at ease.

"Woooooo~"

A deep roar echoed from all directions, and countless ghostly figures laughed maniacally like demons, while bizarre corpse worms flew and crawled about.

Bai Wuxiang appeared not far away. He stood quietly in place, and the ground beneath his feet turned into corpses and rotten bones, which gradually spread and devoured all directions from near to far.

Seeing this bizarre scene, Duobushan's heart tightened. He slammed his staff heavily on the ground, tore off his clothes with disheveled hair, revealing a vivid wolf tattooed on his back, and shouted sharply:

"We respectfully invite our god! We bow down to Tengri!"

A streak of dark light rose into the sky, transforming into a giant gray wolf that coiled in the air. The wolf's eerie green pupils pierced through layers of strange illusions and fixed their gaze on Bai Wuxiang.

Upon witnessing this scene, Bai Wuxiang felt his body tremble, as if he were being stared at by something extremely terrifying.

Dayuan is a country where nomadic and mountain peoples live together. The nomadic people regard wolves as the guardian spirits of the grasslands and often offer them carcasses. These wolf gods feed on the spirits of the dead!

Bai Wuxiang suppressed his body's instinctive fear, took out the Jade Void Golden Bell again, and activated it with his divine power. The clear and melodious sound of the bell spread in all directions.

The wolf god raised its head and howled to the sky. The dark clouds parted in the night sky, revealing a bright moon hanging high. The wolf faced the moon, and the shimmering moonlight dispelled Bai Wuxiang's various illusions. A bright white pillar of light descended from the sky and enveloped him.

Suddenly, a surge of Yin energy descended, suppressing Bai Wuxiang.

The sun and moon are divided into the extremes of yang and yin, which not only restrain each other, but the sun also governs all yang and the moon governs all yin.

All evil spirits and demons under heaven must bow down before the sun or the moon. Bai Wuxiang was bathed in the light of the moon, and his demonic power instantly solidified. However, he remained calm, holding the Jade Void Golden Bell, and the resentful spirit pearl within his body released the accumulated divine power of faith.

He shed his human skin, revealing bones as white as jade, and transformed into a radiant, incense-burning deity. The jade bells vibrated, and the sounds of prayers echoed around him, breaking through the suppression of the radiant yin light.

"How did this evil spirit become a god?" Dobushan asked in astonishment.

Bai Wuxiang's body transformed into a statue like the one in the Wuxiang Temple, with wisps of eerie blue flames rising around him. A black raven flew high and landed on the statue's shoulder, its deathly white raven eyes staring at the mortals below.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, he no longer conserved his resentment and used the great technique from the Resentment Orb for the first time: [Netherworld Fire].

Blue flames flew from the statue's hand and rushed towards Dobushan.

Even though the wolf god flew forward to defend itself, it was engulfed by the blue flames and howled in pain.

Then, the flames landed on Dobushan's body. He felt a chill run through his body, and then his soul felt as if it were being burned by flames, while his body felt as if it were falling into an ice cave.

His burning soul was consuming his life, while his cold body was dying.

Dobu Shan was terrified and tried to take out a colorful rope chain from his arm, but the black crow pecked at the rope and snatched it away before he could.

"Grand Master!"

Narlan and Legazhuang, who were breaking through the formation, turned around in alarm, wanting to save him.

Without hesitation, Bai Wuxiang reached out again and unleashed the Netherworld Flame, which then struck the two of them.

A series of shrill screams rang out as the three men rolled and struggled on the ground, their faces contorted in agony. They had never experienced such soul-scorching pain before, as if countless vengeful ghosts were gnawing at their souls, turning them into a pile of bones in the blink of an eye.

Bai Wuxiang withdrew his divine power, put on his human skin again, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

Those who were fighting the Flower Goddess felt their scalps tingle at the sight, but Xiao Qianli stared blankly at the scene and casually said, "We can't let this drag on any longer!"

"Get out of the way!"

Upon hearing this, the three people behind him immediately broke formation and fled in all directions, as if they were hiding from something terrifying.

Xiao Qianli suddenly crushed a glass bead hanging around her neck, and the woman's aura changed instantly, with a black aura spreading out.

Xiao Qianli's clothes were torn open, her long hair flew wildly, her eyes turned blood red, and the pure spiritual energy around her transformed into extremely aggressive demonic energy.

"Magic way!"

Even the Flower Goddess couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "How could these disciples of the Xuanmen sect of Sanqing Mountain know how to cultivate demonic techniques?"

Xiao Qianli's lips curled into a smile. Her slender fingers gently caressed the sword's blade, and where her fingertips touched, the golden blade turned blood red. She raised the sword and pointed it at the Flower Goddess.
"Go ask my Nine Heavens Mystic Demon Sword."

With that, she swung her sword, and a terrifying roar of a demon rang out. The light of the enormous demonic sword transformed into a hundred-foot-long sword curtain that sliced ​​through the heavens and earth, sweeping away countless fallen flowers as it charged relentlessly toward the Flower Goddess.

Faced with this astonishing sword strike, the Flower Goddess did not hesitate to retreat, transforming into countless flower shadows that scattered in all directions.

Seeing this, Xiao Qianli, with her long hair flowing, sneered, "Trying to escape?"

The next moment, she flashed and appeared a hundred feet in the sky, raising her sword with one hand, her back to the bright moon. The eerie blood-red color transformed the pale moon into a blood moon. She slowly pointed the demonic sword, and blood light shot into the sky, breaking the Flower Goddess's technique of hiding her form.

The Flower Goddess was severely injured by the demonic sword. Her clothes were disheveled and her face was pale as she cried out urgently, "Senior Cangsong, please save me!"

"Om~"

Countless pine needles that had fallen to the ground floated up and transformed into thousands of emerald needles, piercing towards the woman who had her back to the blood moon.

Xiao Qianli did not dodge at all, and swung his demonic sword again. The blood-red sword light turned into a hundred feet long and slashed down like splitting a mountain, sweeping away countless pine needles.

However, the Flower Goddess had already taken the opportunity to escape from the emerald light array and had disappeared to who knows where.

"So you are a demonic cultivator. I misjudged you."

An old face appeared on the pine tree, and he sighed, "Shall we let this matter rest?"

"So you're going to give up now?" Xiao Qianli sneered, his eyes bloodshot. "You've forced out my Blood Demon Body. How can I be satisfied if I don't use you as a sacrifice for my sword?"

"Your demonic art may be powerful, but my eight hundred years of arduous cultivation is not something a mere young girl like you can shake. You cannot defeat me in this Yunze Mountain unless you reach the Yuanzhen realm!" Cangsong replied with considerable confidence.

Xiao Qianli sneered, raised his sword to the moon again, and the blood-red moonlight shone on his sword. Layer upon layer of moonlight overlapped on the sword, and a total of nine layers of blood moonlight were attached to the sword, condensing into the phantom of a blood tiger and a blood dragon. The blood-red light of the dragon and tiger suddenly appeared, and the earth-shaking roar of the tiger and the cry of the dragon resounded between heaven and earth.

This scene not only startled the mountain spirits, but even the pine tree's eyelids twitched wildly, and it instantly mustered its powerful demonic energy, transforming it into a green sea of ​​light that enveloped itself.

"Ang~"

"roar~"

The roar of dragons and the howl of tigers resounded through the heavens, and the blood-red giant sword fell from the blood moon in the nine heavens, as if it were about to cleave the heavens and earth in two. The magnificent blood light enveloped the world within a hundred miles in crimson.

"Om~"

Countless trees within a radius of a hundred miles withered and died the instant the blood-red sword light fell.

The emerald green sea of ​​light on the ancient pine tree was also pierced by the sword light, and in an instant, pine needles fell like rain.

The once verdant pine trees were transformed into withered black trees by the color of this sword strike, with pine needles piling up to feet on the ground.

The original Nine Azure Spring Formation was destroyed, and the three disciples of Sanqing Mountain hurriedly fled, seemingly not daring to linger.

Seeing this, Bai Wuxiang wanted to leave without turning his head, but then he saw the woman grip the sword with both hands and plunge it into the ground. Instantly, a blood-red light screen rose up around the sword, trapping everyone in the blood-red light.

The trapped disciples' faces darkened, and the man carrying the basket hurriedly begged for mercy, "Senior sister, spare us! Senior sister, spare us!"
What should we do? My senior sister is a formidable demon right now; she can't stand the sight of living things!

The handsome young man took a deep breath and said, "Before Master left, he bestowed upon us a calming talisman. I wonder if it can wake Senior Sister up. If we really die at Senior Sister's hands, then we're doomed!"

"What are you worried about?" Xiao Qianli suddenly appeared in front of them like a ghost, and said with a smile, "I have already cultivated the Supreme Dustless Heart Sutra to the eighth level. This demonic heart can recall many things, so it won't make me lose my mind."

(End of this chapter)