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Chapter 141 The reason is that there are no true immortals in this world!

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Shen Xian changed into a Shu brocade robe with cloud patterns, a three-star divine weapon, Chengyi Sword, hanging at his waist. He stood among the jagged rocks, gazing intently at the group of corpse demons below.

Xue Zhihua had already retrieved the broken Ink Rain Blade and given it to Shen Xian. It was now lying quietly in the Sumeru Bag.

Shen Xian turned to Xue Zhihua beside him and asked, "Zhihua, what's the situation over at Guhe now?"

Xue Zhihua said softly, "Regarding Guhe, Her Highness the Princess said that there will be some fellow travelers from the state school going there, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

Shen Xian nodded, his tone tinged with worry: "I'm afraid the Corpse Yin Sect might play tricks again."

Xue Zhihua reassured her, "There's no need to worry, the sect's experts have already arrived."

"We just don't have enough manpower," Shen Xian said.

With so many prefectures and counties in the world, the Shangqing Sect and the Vermilion Bird Division have many experts, but they have many places to take care of, so it is impossible to send out too many experts at once.

At this moment, just as Shen Xian was pondering the situation, the members of the Corpse Yin Sect below began to drive the corpse demons toward Crane Mountain to besiege it.

Meanwhile, within the established restrictions, the ancient and simple-looking Daoist remained silent, holding a tortoise shell in his hand. The tortoise shell shimmered with a faint light, and Daoist characters resembling oracle bone script lit up one by one.

Crane Guardian Daoist was manipulating the Five Elements Restriction to resist the continuous attacks from the surrounding corpse demons.

The leader of the Corpse Yin Sect was dressed in a sky-blue robe. A long scar ran from the left corner of his eye to the right side of his neck, making him look even more ferocious and vicious.

A pair of sinister eyes fell on the Five Elements Spirit Restriction in the distance. The man's surname was Qian, and he was the outer sect leader.

Master Qian said, "Old Zhao, this magical restriction looks extraordinary. No wonder Old Hu and the others were defeated here."

"This is a genuine method from a major Xuanmen sect, seemingly the work of a Divine Illumination Realm expert." Master Zhao frowned, equally unwilling to underestimate it.

Master Qian said, "No matter what, let's test the waters first."

At this moment, two Dao Embryo Realm experts from the Corpse Yin Sect, along with several Danxia Realm powerhouses, wielded various banners and magical artifacts, and charged towards the Five Elements Restriction.

"Boom boom..."

The spiritual light that was restrained by the various magical artifacts was thinning and gradually became unstable.

Shen Bin's face was solemn. He turned to look at Zhao Lang and Li Yan beside him, whose faces were also filled with worry.

Before anyone knew it, Shen Xian walked up and said to Crane Guardian, "I'm going out to take a look. Master, please stay in the forbidden formation and use the tortoise shell to control the formation."

Now he specializes in killing those at the Dao Embryo Realm!
Upon hearing this, Shen Bin cautioned, "The powerful figures of the demonic path are all hiding in the background. Be careful when you go out."

Crane Guardian also said, "Be careful in everything."

Yesterday, the palm strike from that Dao Embryo was clearly from a Daoist master. It seems that Shen Xian must have something to rely on for his initiative in this attack.

Shen Xian nodded without saying anything more. As the spiritual light flashed in his palm, he held a Broken Ink Rain Blade and walked through the air.

At this moment, the vast true essence within his body had condensed into true qi, roughly at the early stage of the Grandmaster realm.

When Shen Xian emerged from the forbidden formation, his face showed a hint of surprise, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

The Corpse Yin Sect's Chief Qian, a cold glint flashing in his sinister eyes, whispered, "Grandmaster?"

I could clearly feel that awe-inspiring and supreme aura emanating from the boy opposite me.

The Great Master is a famous passage from the Inner Chapters of Zhuangzi.

"Who cares what kind of grandmaster he is, he'll take a whip from me, Old Zhao!" A soul-hooking chain several feet long appeared in Zhao's hand, which he quickly unleashed, almost like a black dragon baring its fangs and claws, aiming to strangle Shen Xian's waist.

Shen Xian used the Soaring Dragon Movement Technique to narrowly dodge the Soul-Hooking Chain before it arrived.

Well, it's not that he always uses the Swimming Dragon Body Technique and the Night White Blade Technique to fight.

Rather, that's all the methods he knows to fight against someone at the fourth level of the Immortal Path. He can't possibly use some skills he hasn't learned before, can he?

Although it may seem a bit monotonous and boring.

But to put it simply, Li Xunhuan only knew one move: Little Li Flying Dagger.

Shen Xian thought to himself that he needed to go back and practice a few top-notch martial arts techniques to enrich his means of dealing with enemies.

The altar master sneered and summoned two short halberds from his palm.

It can be said that the Taoists of the Corpse Yin Sect were skilled in using unusual weapons.

"Dangdang..."

The two short halberds transformed into three-headed vipers in mid-air, each with two fangs of corpse poison, and charged towards Shen Xian.

Shen Xian's movements were mysterious and unpredictable; he narrowly dodged all sorts of dangerous attacks.

Before they knew it, they had already closed in on the Corpse Yin Sect Taoist with a few leaps of movement.

He unleashed the Night White Blade Technique, channeling his refined inner energy into the three-star divine weapon, making its sharpness even greater, and slashed towards the scarred-faced Corpse Yin Sect Dao Embryo Realm cultivator.

"prick!"

A sound like air being cut was heard, the high-speed vibration of the blade, like a sonic boom, filled Master Qian with fear.

You don't know until you fight, and once you do...

"Old Qian, be careful!" Master Zhao exclaimed in alarm from the side.

not good!

Master Qian's expression changed drastically, and at that moment he felt a sharp pain in his ribs.

The robe flashed with a light like ripples on water, and then, blood gushed out, the knife wounds deep enough to see the bottom.

The master of the money altar showed pain on his face and quickly dodged to one side, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He was injured in a single exchange.

Master Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to buy time for Master Qian to leave.

"This person is troublesome, fellow disciples, attack together!" When Zhao, the sect leader, was engaged in combat, he immediately felt a life-or-death pressure and, disregarding his pride, shouted loudly.

At this moment, other outer sect leaders who had initially paid little attention also joined the siege.

Clearly, those who follow the demonic path never adhere to the code of honor among the common people.

At this moment, Nie Huai, a disciple of the Yellow Springs Sect, who was watching the battle among the disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect, showed an interesting look in his eyes.

Ying Wuming, the disciple of the Heavenly Punishment Sect, said in a deep voice to his companions, "It seems that the two Dao Embryo Realm cultivators who fell are related to this Martial Arts Grandmaster."

Ying Wuming was unaware that the Grandmaster before him was none other than Shen Xian, whom the Cui and Lu families had specifically offered a reward for.

Wang Yaozhi smiled and said, "Martial arts grandmasters are already much stronger than those in the Dao Embryo Realm. When they encounter martial arts prodigies, they are basically invincible among their peers and can be said to crush their peers."

Nie Huai sneered, "It's just a few decades of glory. If you don't become an immortal, you'll end up as an ant."

In the eyes of this disciple of the Yellow Springs Sect, this is the combat power obtained by exchanging the life potential of a martial artist.

Tang Huiyu remained silent, only looking at the young man who was fighting against several others, a thoughtful expression appearing on her beautiful face.

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To the west of Ningyang County lies a valley covered with brambles and thorns, with gently sloping terrain and rolling mountains. The valley is shrouded in mist and haze, with wisps of green fog often enveloping the entire area, giving it an eerie feel when viewed from afar.

Thousands of feet below the ground lies an underground cavern carved out by an underground river. At this moment, the slightly dark red river water is flowing gurglingly, leading all the way to the Hong River.

Following the river westward, a large number of green-robed figures could be clearly seen around the underground cavern; they were the inner disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect.

Their expressions were solemn. Holding various magical artifacts, they stood in formation along the underground river, continuously pouring spiritual power into each of the bright and radiant magical restriction nodes.

The Corpse Yin Sect Master Mo Qianqiu and his wife Han Bing led a group of inner sect protectors and disciples to run back and forth to provide support.

At this moment, a hint of coldness surged on the slightly arrogant face of Mo Qianqiu, the sect leader of the Corpse Yin Sect. Although he was middle-aged, his facial features were still very handsome.

He possesses the unparalleled demeanor of a powerful figure in the demonic path.

The sect leader's wife, Han Bing, wore a black dress that couldn't conceal her exquisite and graceful figure.

Her beautiful face, almost bewitching, was as bright as a peach blossom.

At this moment, an elder of the Corpse Yin Sect dressed in green robes strode over, clasped his hands, and said, "Sect Master, the great formation has been activated, but it is still lacking some Corpse Yin Demonic Qi." Upon hearing this, Mo Qianqiu's expression showed a hint of surprise, and he asked, "Elder Xu, is there a problem with progress in Guhe County?"

Elder Xu's face showed bitterness as he said, "We received the previous report of defeat. Our Corpse Yin Sect army was held up in the direction of Crane Mountain."

Mo Qianqiu frowned, his eyes turning cold, and shouted, "What exactly is going on? Tens of thousands of corpse demons are being held back at Crane Mountain, unable to advance an inch?"

"It is said that two disciples of my sect who were at the Dao Embryo Realm perished in Crane Mountain," Elder Xu said.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the inner sect protectors present were not very pleasant.

As Mo Qianqiu spoke, he glanced at the several Corpse Yin Sect protectors beside him and asked, "Could it be that the Great Jing Dynasty has sent out another rogue immortal of the eighth realm?"

The Tribulation Transcending Realm is also known as the Loose Immortal. For this expedition, the Corpse Yin Sect sent two Supreme Elders to deal with the Eighth Realm Daoists of the Shangqing Sect.

Elder Xu shook his head, a look of bewilderment on his aged face, and said, "Sect Master, this matter is difficult to discuss."

Han Bing's charming voice carried a hint of brightness as she said, "We should speed up our progress."

On the other side, Protector Sun hesitated for a moment, his tone inevitably tinged with complaint: "Sect Master, the Corpse Demon Qi is insufficient to break through the restrictions of this cave. What was Old Yu doing before? It's been so long, and he still hasn't made it into Guhe County?"

Mo Qianqiu said, "If the energy of the Corpse Demon is insufficient, the degree to which the Immortal Corpse can be refined will be insufficient, and the strength that can be exerted will also be limited."

As he spoke, he held up a magic mirror, on which the scene behind the spiritual light barrier appeared.

It was clearly a palace in ruins, with collapsed beams and pillars, its former splendor now dimmed and lifeless after losing its ethereal charm.

Han Bing said, "Can't we refine the immortal corpse of a celestial general first?"

"Even if we refine the immortal corpses of the seventh and eighth realms, their usefulness in the outside world will be limited. I can only be unafraid of the three sects' siege by refining a powerful corpse first." Mo Qianqiu's gaze fell on the Spiritual Light Mirror, and greed appeared in his eyes. He laughed and said, "If all these immortal corpses are refined, my Corpse Yin Sect will surely become the number one sect in the world!"

As far as Mo Qianqiu knew, this place was a broken palace of the ancient Heavenly Court, and Mo Qianqiu had entered it once using a secret technique of divine sense.

On the incomplete plaque, the ancient characters "Lingguan Hall" can still be faintly seen, with the character "Hall" missing half.

After discovering that there were many corpses of heavenly soldiers and generals who had died in battle inside, Mo Qianqiu planned to take out one of the immortal corpses and refine it into a puppet.

Ordinary celestial generals were beneath Mo Qianqiu's notice. He set his sights on the corpse of a Golden Immortal, whose attire was distinctly different, placing him at the head of the group of stars.

But his head appeared to have been severed, his eyes were wide open, and his face was filled with anger, as if he had died with his eyes open in disbelief.

Even though countless years had passed, the resentment and unwillingness in those eyes still made Mo Qianqiu feel terrified.

But he immediately took a liking to this corpse puppet!

However, the Corpse Yin Sect's secret method of refining corpses cannot be used by ordinary people. The secret method of refining immortal corpses requires the collection of corpse yin energy.

It's actually more like a demon-refining process!
Not to mention the corpse yin energy of the people of Anzhou, it would take at least the corpse yin energy of a million corpse demons to condense the immortal corpse in the forbidden formation into a corpse puppet.

Elder Xu said, "If all else fails, isn't there still the corpse demon energy from Weizhou to fill the gap?"

"We can't count on it. Weizhou has the aura of military evil to suppress it, so we might not be able to proceed as smoothly as we did in Anzhou." Han Bingxiu frowned slightly, her voice soft and charming.

"It seems that the Great Jing court has mobilized troops from Weibo for this incident in Anzhou," Protector Sun said.

Mo Qianqiu nodded and said, "To activate the Immortal Corpse, one needs the Qi of a million Corpse Demons, but the Qi of 100,000 Corpse Demons is enough to activate the head of the Immortal Corpse. If it is really difficult, we can obtain the head first, and then open this restriction and move all the Immortal Corpses to the main altar of my Corpse Yin Sect."

By imprinting a divine thought mark on the immortal corpse and then completely refining it, Mo Qianqiu, in the eighth realm, would possess a golden immortal corpse puppet comparable to a peak true immortal. He would then be able to roam freely in this world without fear of being besieged by experts from the three religions.

If it's the head of a celestial corpse, it might only have the strength of an early-stage True Immortal.

Although it's not quite there yet, it's enough to roam freely in this world!

This is because there are no true immortals in this world!

Han Bingyu's face showed a thoughtful expression, and she said, "However, it seems that the sword immortal of the Shangqing Sect has already discovered the sect leader's intentions."

Mo Qianqiu snorted coldly and said, "It can't be hidden for very long anyway. As long as we buy some more time, that will be enough."

He had previously considered that if all else failed, he could proceed in two steps: first, refine the head of the immortal corpse to drive it away and defend against enemies, and then use the poison of the corpse demon to infect the entire Anzhou, and then sweep across the north and south.

That picture is so beautiful.

Mo Qianqiu didn't even dare to think about it.

He can still achieve his goal, but if he is suppressed by experts from the Three Teachings and Eight Realms, he will indeed find it difficult to resist on his own.

Elder Xu asked, "Then, Sect Master, shall we activate the formation?"

Mo Qianqiu thought for a moment and said, "Let's wait and see what happens in Guhe County. If we can take over another county, our chances of success might be even greater."

The amount of Corpse Demon Qi is related to the degree to which he refines the Immortal Corpse; the more Corpse Demon Qi he possesses, the higher the degree of refinement he achieves with the Corpse Puppet.

Elder Xu understood his meaning, and then, without saying much, he began to instruct the members of the Corpse Yin Sect to start channeling spiritual power into the node and intensify their attack on the magic array.

On the other side, in the fields east of Ningyang County, the night sky was bright with few stars, and the trees were lush and green, almost like a green veil shrouded in mist.

But at this moment, a cloud of blood-red smoke enveloped the area, within which sword light crisscrossed, constantly clashing against the blood-red smoke cloud.

Lin Xuan had a sword with a shark-shaped scabbard at his waist. His dignified and solemn face was covered with a layer of frost, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly.

"Little tricks!"

Lin Xuan's face was ashen, and he shouted in a deep voice.

Opposite him was the Supreme Elder of the Corpse Yin Sect, who possessed the cultivation of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, even higher than Lin Xuan.

With a thought, Lin Xuan's sword, like a silver dragon, roared several times and pierced through the blood cloud barrier.

This time, the sword light was as clear as a pillar, and was clearly much more powerful than before.

"Pfft!"

The blood-red cloud was suddenly pierced.

The hidden elder of the Corpse Yin Sect clearly suffered a backlash, letting out a muffled groan.

Lin Xuan said coldly, "I've found you!"

As he spoke, he thrust the magic sword in his hand toward the face of the Supreme Elder, the sword's momentum fierce and swift as the wind.

The Supreme Elder snorted coldly and said in a gentle voice, "Arrogant!"

A jet-black iron token appeared in his palm, which then transformed into a black mountain shrouded in green corpse mist.

With a whoosh, it pressed down on Lin Xuan.

Beneath Lin Xuan's dark, sword-like eyebrows, his eyes shone brightly. He wielded a three-foot-long magic sword and charged upwards, swiftly slashing towards the mountain peak.

A metallic clang rang out as the mountain peak clashed with the magic sword, leaving a deep crack in the mountain.

With a "humming" sound, it was forced back into its original form as the black iron token.

The Supreme Elder of the Corpse Yin Sect revealed a deep sense of terror in his aged eyes.

This sword immortal is probably about to break through to the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, and the magic sword in his hand shot towards the face of the Supreme Elder like a meteor from outer space, mockingly saying:
"Old man, do you have any other tricks up your sleeve? Show them all!"

Although the Supreme Elder was surprised, he did not slow down. He stepped into the void, and the black iron token in his hand transformed again. This time, it was clearly a river filled with the gloomy aura of corpses, with rotting corpses floating and sinking in the river.

As the magic sword entered the water, its clear spiritual light mingled with the corpse's yin energy, emitting a series of hissing sounds that slightly startled Lin Xuan.

The methods of the Corpse Yin Sect Taoists are so varied and unpredictable.
However, Lin Xuan remained calm. The magic sword in his hand unfurled a wisp of spiritual light, passing through the river of corpses and piercing the Corpse Yin Sect Daoist with almost perfect ease.

"boom!"

The Supreme Elder let out a painful groan.

Despite his protective gear, the Supreme Elder still felt a sharp pain, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

In recent days, he has fought with Lin Xuan several times. Ordinary eighth-realm cultivators are no match for him at all. In fact, this sword immortal is even more difficult to deal with than another eighth-realm cultivator from the Shangqing Sect.

This time, the Corpse Yin Sect dispatched two Supreme Elders (Eighth Realm Tribulation Transcending Realm) and one with more diverse combat skills, who was restraining a Peak Master (Eighth Realm) of the Shangqing Sect.

The remaining three elders (Seven Realms) were locked in a fierce battle with the Seven Realms Peak Master of the Shangqing Sect.

However, it is foreseeable that as time goes by, the Corpse Yin Sect will not be able to withstand the profound foundation of the Shangqing Sect.

(End of this chapter)