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Chapter 136 This person is so brave?
Heshan
The mountain is steep, with grass and rocks scattered about. If you look down from a high place, you can see jagged rocks that look as if they were carved by an axe or knife.

At this moment, a large number of soldiers were moving wood and stones on the mountain to build fortifications.

At this moment, Shen Bin looked down at the corpse demons, a hint of pity in his eyes, and said to Zhao Lang and Li Yan beside him, "These are ordinary people infected with the corpse poison."

Behind every ordinary citizen is a family, a story filled with countless tears and blood.

Zhao Lang raised an eyebrow, his gaze becoming serious, and said urgently, "My lord, they're charging up."

The corpse demon, using both hands and feet and emitting strange roars, surged towards the official road. At first glance, it was a dark, swarming mass, and a ferocious aura swept over it.

"Prepare to fire!" Shen Bin shouted, his face grim.

As Shen Bin gave the order, the soldiers and able-bodied men who had gathered together drew their bows and began firing arrows incessantly downwards.

"Whoosh whoosh!!!"

In an instant, arrows flew like locusts, covering the sky and the earth.

The corpse demons that had rushed forward were all struck by arrows with a "thud," but after swaying slightly, they still charged forward.

Only a few corpse demons, with arrows in their foreheads and faces, lay on the ground.

Upon seeing this scene, Shen Bin's eyes filled with worry.

Just as the intelligence indicated, the corpse demon was fearless and invincible in its charge. Or perhaps it was a corpse puppet driven by demonic people, devoid of intelligence and acting solely on instinct.

The noseless sect leader of the Corpse Yin Sect below almost ignored the fallen corpse demon and shouted, "Send the order to surround Crane Mountain!"

He brought 5,000 corpse demons with him this time, to serve as the vanguard for the subsequent zombie horde.

A Corpse Yin Sect disciple carrying small flags on his back took down several flags, channeled his spiritual power into them, and saw the flags burst into flames, then fly off in all directions like arrows.

Upon receiving the order, the five incense masters began to drive the corpse demons toward the official road of Crane Mountain.

"Sir, Abbot Heshou of Qingyang Temple has arrived with his men." Just as Shen Bin's expression turned solemn, a minor official spoke up.

Upon hearing this, Shen Bin was startled, and doubt appeared in his eyes.

He wondered to himself, "Isn't the Abbot of Qingyang Temple supposed to never get involved in such mundane matters? Why is he acting so differently today?"
Shen Bin pondered this for a moment, then temporarily handed over command duties to Zhao Lang. Later, accompanied by Li Yan, he met with the abbot of Qingyang Temple and his entourage.

Crane Guardian was dressed in a gray Taoist robe, wearing a black gold Taoist crown, and holding a silver whisk in his arms. Beneath his two thick gray eyebrows, his gaze was indifferent and aged.

Crane Guardian Daoist's expression was sage, his eyes gleaming like a torch, and he said in a loud voice, "Magistrate Shen, I have been entrusted by Her Highness the Princess to come and help you drive away the corpse demon."

After much deliberation, Daoist Crane Guardian decided to give it a try and see if changing his approach would improve his cultivation.

Even if we take a step back and consider this as repaying a favor to the Princess from back then.

With this in mind, Daoist He Shou gathered all the disciples in the temple and went to Heshan to provide assistance.

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Just then, high in the sky, amidst swirling white clouds, Shen Xian and Xue Zhihua, who were standing atop them, witnessed this scene.

Xue Zhihua said, "The Abbot of Qingyang Temple has really come."

Because the eldest princess was meeting with several friends, as well as some disciples from the state school, including Daoist Dongyang, she headed straight for Linchuan County.

Shen Xian and Xue Zhihua arrived at the front line in Heshan first.

After several days of relentless cultivation, Shen Xian successfully entered the fourth level of the Qi Sea Realm.

Shen Xian nodded and said, "The more you come, the more help you will have."

Actually, he wasn't surprised that Crane Guardian Daoist came.

Having been trapped in the fourth realm for many years, it was impossible for Crane Guardian not to be moved by his previous words.

If the path is correct, why is there no progress in cultivation?
Xue Zhihua said softly, "After all, Daoist Crane Guardian is at the fourth realm. With him guarding Crane Mountain, we should be safe and sound for the time being."

Beneath Shen Xian's sharply angled eyebrows, a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes. He said, "The Corpse Yin Sect may have some experts at the fourth realm this time."

He also had three jade slips given to him by Senior Sister Murong, which contained the Dao Embryo Palm, the Divine Illumination Finger, and the Void Piercing Sword.

If I don't use it now, as my cultivation level rapidly improves, I'm afraid I won't need it anymore in the future.

Thinking of this, Shen Xian's eyes flickered beneath his sword-like brows, and a plan suddenly came to mind.

Crane Guardian, who was talking to Shen Bin below, suddenly sensed something and looked up at Shen Xian and Xue Zhihua, who were descending from the clouds.

Shen Xian said, "Let's go downstairs."

Xue Zhihua hummed in agreement, and then, without saying anything more, descended from the clouds with Shen Xian.

Shen Xian and Xue Zhihua descended from the clouds and approached, bowing respectfully: "Teacher, it's been a long time."

Beneath his thin, slender eyebrows, Crane Guardian looked at Shen Xian with a complex expression and said, "This humble Taoist has come here seeking an opportunity."

Yet, a few indescribable emotions welled up within me.

The young man before me was no longer the same person he used to be, but he was still as polite to me as ever.

It must be admitted that Shen Xian, the student before him, is the most outstanding student of his life.

Even if it was just sitting in on a few classes.

Shen Xian smiled and said, "It's quite a coincidence that this place is called Crane Mountain. Perhaps it is the place where you attained enlightenment."

Upon hearing this, Crane Guardian Daoist was slightly shaken, as if a corner of a thick cloud had been torn away from his heart.

Heshan, Heshan...

Could this truly be the place where he attained enlightenment?

Shen Xian said, "The Corpse Yin Sect sent about several thousand people this time, which should only be the vanguard."

Crane Guardian nodded, his gaze falling on the southwest direction, and said, "In the northwest direction, there is a large amount of corpse yin energy clustered together, and a large number of corpse demons driven by the Corpse Yin Sect are still behind."

Shen Xian nodded and said, "We will have to rely on you, Master, for interference from the immortal path in this battle."

His plan was to have Crane Guardian Daoist lure more Corpse Yin Sect experts, and then use the Immortal Jade Slip to wipe them all out in one fell swoop.

This maximizes the effectiveness of the jade slip.

Crane Guardian said, "I will first set up the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Formation to isolate the demons from the Corpse Yin Sect, and at the same time, I can use the Daoist puppets to strangle the corpse demons."

As he spoke, the Taoist patted the Sumeru bag at his waist, and a cluster of azure spiritual light surged forth, revealing a bronze mirror and five flagpoles of different colors. The flagpoles were pitch black, and the bronze mirror shone like water, with intricate patterns, exuding a mysterious aura.

Seeing this, Shen Xian thought to himself, "If these Taoists are willing to help, what is there to fear from the Corpse Yin Sect?"
Unfortunately, this is a case of nonviolent non-cooperation.

Crane Guardian Daoist flashed into the sky, his sleeves fluttering and billowing like bags. The five flagpoles in his palms transformed into five streams of light, which planted themselves on the rocks in all directions.

The intricately patterned bronze mirror in his hand, like flowing blue waves, hung atop a mountain peak, its beams of light illuminating all directions.

Shen Xian watched this scene from afar, pondering its profound changes. He thought to himself, "The way of the forbidden array uses the power of mountains and rivers to outline the five elements. I'll study it when I have time."

He Shou Daoist uttered a soft "duh," and the four-directional forbidden array was drawn up. The earth energy and the Five Elements Banner merged into one, forming a Five Elements Eight Trigrams Array that combined offense and defense.

The corpse demons, which had originally converged from all sides, seemed to encounter some kind of invisible obstacle as they moved forward.

Immediately, the rocks and grass on the ground surged and churned, and the corpse demon collapsed to the ground with a "thump, thump," while the grass and trees stretched out vines that entangled the corpse demon, rendering it unable to move.

Furthermore, a group of corpse demons suddenly burst into flames, then turned into a cloud of ashes.

Its power is terrifying!
After all, this was a method set up by a Dao Embryo Realm expert.

Upon seeing this scene, Shen Xian raised his eyebrows and his gaze shifted slightly.

He thought to himself, "No wonder Daoist Crane Guardian regards mortals as ants. With such profound Five Elements supernatural powers, who could possibly have a mindset of looking down on the world?"

However, Daoist Crane Guardian is only at the peak of the Dao Embryo Realm. How extraordinary must the Divine Illumination Realm and the Void Realm be?

No wonder those immortals weren't too worried about the rampant corpse demons.

In their eyes, it might be as simple as annihilating someone with a flick of the finger!
Shen Xian paused slightly, then turned to Xue Zhihua and asked, "Zhihua, how many immortal forces have come from the Corpse Yin Sect?"

Xue Zhihua said softly, "I just checked with the Spirit Compass. The Corpse Yin Sect members leading this group are five Danxia Realm cultivators." Shen Xian nodded and said, "If we kill them all, the current situation might be much easier to handle."

As he spoke, he looked intently at Daoist Heshou and asked, "What do you think, Master?"

Crane Guardian Daoist continued, his expression somewhat solemn, adding, "Not only are there five Danxia Realm cultivators, but there are also two Dao Embryo Realm cultivators lurking in the shadows."

Xue Zhihua: "..."

Okay, it's because she's not skilled enough.

Shen Xian smiled, noticing the beauty's subtle emotions, and said gently, "It's normal that you can't see through the hidden methods of these experts when you're in the third realm."

This is the profound and unpredictable nature of Taoist magic; if it were to play hide-and-seek with you, you would have a hard time finding it.

However, the martial spirit or sword intent of the Martial God Realm can see the wisps of immortal energy flowing in the void, which is also the means by which martial artists crush immortal martial artists to win.

In fact, the five senses have become a burden to some extent.

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Meanwhile, the people of the Corpse Yin Sect also noticed the movements of the government troops on Crane Mountain.

"Master, it seems the enemy has sent powerful reinforcements," a disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect said.

The incense master, whose nose had been cut off, raised his thick eyebrows, a solemn look appearing in his eyes, and said coldly, "I saw it."

At that moment, a blazing sword light flew from Crane Mountain, sweeping across the dark, surging tide of corpses, carrying an invincible aura that looked down upon all directions.

"Not good! Be on guard!"

Suddenly, the incense master sensed a chilling killing intent, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in alarm.

Upon hearing this, several disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect immediately activated various magical artifacts, locking onto the approaching figure from afar.

Xue Zhihua and Shen Xian were already high in the sky, their faces cold and solemn. They each took out their weapons and locked their auras in all directions.

Shen Xian stood in mid-air, the three-star divine weapon, the Ink Rain Blade, in his hand with a blade as clear as water. He activated the Grandmaster-level true essence in his dantian, pouring all the rich and powerful true essence into the Ink Rain Blade, and unleashed the Seven Forms of Breaking Army with his sword.

Instantly, a blade of energy, as bright as a blazing moon, swept across the land, attacking all directions with overwhelming force.

Clumps of filthy blood mixed with severed limbs flew everywhere, and the corpse demon almost shattered into several pieces, scattering in all directions.

The disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect were shocked by what they saw.

Immediately, the disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect transformed into streaks of green light and quickly reported to the altar masters: "Master, the opposing immortal has already entered the arena."

The incense master, who had lost his nose, stared intently at Shen Xian and said in a deep voice, "The one who has come is a martial arts grandmaster at the peak of his realm!"

Judging from the surging true energy fluctuations leaking from the martial arts techniques, this altar master was naturally able to sense that the person was not working properly.

Xue Zhihua's swordsmanship was equally fierce. The three-star divine weapon in her hand shone with spiritual light. After the incomparably fierce sword energy swept across, the corpse demons below were all separated from their heads, blood splattered everywhere, and they fell like withered grass.

It can be said that Shen and Xue were both incredibly efficient at killing each other.

Immediately, the soldiers who had been scrambling through the horde of corpses cleared a relatively clean area, which greatly boosted the morale of the soldiers from Guhe County on Heshan Mountain, and their fear dissipated considerably.

Having previously witnessed the dense horde of corpses covering the mountains and fields, and now seeing such monsters, they too felt uneasy, wondering if they could withstand them.

The appearance of Shen Xian and Xue Zhihua greatly boosted the morale of the soldiers in Guhe County.

Seeing Shen Xian and Xue Zhihua charging back and forth in battle, the several Danxia Realm leaders of the Corpse Yin Sect exchanged glances and finally couldn't sit still any longer.

Led by the incense master, three streaks of green or yellow light flew out from other directions. Amidst the howling wind, they were all high in the sky. Their gloomy and ferocious faces, illuminated by the sunlight, were no less cold and terrifying.

Clearly, they were quite cautious in their approach to the young man who exuded the aura of a grandmaster and possessed unparalleled swordsmanship.

The three altar masters at the Danxia Realm, including the incense master, surrounded the young man with their combined Heaven, Earth, and Man realms, their auras firmly locked onto him, seemingly blocking his path in all directions.

Shen Xian raised an eyebrow, his gaze cold and sharp. The Night White Blade Intent amplified the Ink Rain Blade in his hand, the clear, water-like blade emitting a three-foot-long blade light due to the infusion of true essence.

"Dang~"

The blade flashed brightly, and Shen Xian silently channeled his magic, unleashing the Soaring Dragon Body Technique. His figure was almost ghostly and elusive as he slashed towards one of the Corpse Yin Sect's altar masters, who had a purplish-red face and a short stature.

The altar master's expression changed drastically, and he fled into the distance like an arrow released from a bow.

Meanwhile, another person raised a black soul banner in their palm, which grew larger in the wind and was quickly waved. As the black current flowed out, the cries of countless babies could be heard from all directions, drilling into Shen Xian's spiritual platform, omnipresent.

The Cry of the Corpse Infant!

It is a kind of spiritual sound wave pollution technique.

Shen Xian's expression faltered slightly, and then, the Yin-Yang millstone in his mind seemed to hum, with circles of Daoist rhyme overflowing, driving away the sonic attack from his spirit.

Shen Xian's gaze turned icy cold, but the Ink Rain Blade in his hand was not slow. It slashed out with a crescent moon in the air, aiming to kill one of the altar masters.

As the Night White Blade Intent was channeled into the Ink Rain Blade, drops of dark ink rain fell, as if a dark rain were falling from the sky, rushing towards the corpse demons below.

The leader of the Corpse Yin Sect's expression changed drastically. Under the pressure of Shen Xian's Night White Blade Intent, he retreated step by step. Suddenly, he was startled and felt a tearing pain in his arm.

Suddenly, a cloud of blood rose up, and before anyone knew it, an arm had flown into the sky, a painful groan emanating from the mouth of the Corpse Yin Sect Master.

The other two altar masters exchanged a glance, their expressions filled with utter terror.

Is this person really that brave?
Although they knew that martial artists were invincible among their peers in terms of offensive power, the fact that a Danxia Realm sect leader lost an arm as soon as they exchanged blows still greatly alarmed the other sect leaders of the Corpse Yin Sect.

Beneath Shen Xian's sword-like eyebrows that slanted upwards to his temples, his gaze was as sharp as a sword. Just then, he unleashed the Soaring Dragon Body Technique, his figure almost like a swimming fish returning to the sea, seemingly moving among the demons of the Corpse Yin Sect.

When Mo Yu swung his sword, the sword energy and blade light surged in all directions, and the corpse demons below were affected, all of them falling to the ground.

Xue Zhihua stood high in the sky, brandishing her three-star divine weapon longsword, and fought against a sect leader of the Corpse Yin Sect.

Both were masters of immortality, and their flying swords were mostly used for ranged attacks. They would occasionally take out magical artifacts from their personal storage bags to fight each other, creating a dazzling and colorful spectacle.

Shen Xian's side was getting some real punches, and he unleashed the "Wildfire Hundred Slashes" technique with his Ink Rain Blade.

The true essence of metal and fire surged together, and the sword light swirled into a cluster, as if the energy of metal and fire had merged into one.

The metal fueled the fire, and the fire borrowed the power of the metal. The energy of the metal was almost igniting flames, forcing the surrounding altar masters to scramble and retreat repeatedly.

Just then, with a "thud," a fine head shot into the air, blood splattering everywhere, and the person had died on the spot!
Hu Daoren, a Daoist at the Corpse Yin Sect's Nascent Soul Realm who was secretly observing this scene, had a grim expression and could no longer suppress his intention to make a move.

A white mourning staff appeared in his palm. He controlled it with his divine sense, and the white mourning staff transformed into a white stream of light, pointing towards Shen Xian.

Shen Xian sensed the hidden killing intent and used the Soaring Dragon Movement Technique to dodge the sneak attack of the Mourning Staff in the blink of an eye.

Then, with a flickering and swaying motion, it disappeared into the distance.

The mourning stick, however, clung to Shen Xian's back like a leech, relentlessly pursuing him until it reached his heart.

Shen Xian's face remained silent, his gaze cold, yet a ruthless intent seemed to rise in his heart.

The Ink Rain Blade in his hand slashed down from the air, the Ink Rain Blade, which had gathered twenty percent of the Night White Blade Intent, struck the Mourning Staff with the finest precision.

Sparks flew everywhere as clusters of spiritual energy and boundless true essence collided, producing a tremendous "bang" that shook the very soul.

The mourning stick emitted a mournful tremor and flew backward.

"prick!"

At this moment, the gray-robed Taoist from the Corpse Yin Sect, holding a sickle, swung it towards the spot where Shen Xian was standing, as if to cut Shen Xian in half.

Shen Xian snorted coldly, pushing his movement technique to its limit. The Ink Rain Blade in his hand parried and slashed, emitting a piercing and sharp metallic clang.

As he spoke, Shen Xian's figure flashed.

The mourning staff seemed to be activated by its master once again, chasing after Shen Xian.

Just then, Crane Guardian, who had already set up the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Formation, rode the clouds and mist, a peach wood sword appearing in his hand. In the blink of an eye, he had already joined the battle.

Amidst flashes of spiritual light and clashes of magical treasures, the scene above the countless corpse demons is bizarre and spectacular.

(End of this chapter)