Gou cultivates martial arts and seeks immortality in the world of cultivation.

Chapter 108 Annihilation of the Black Wind Bandits

Lu Lin's recent diligent study in the library was not in vain.

He already had a considerable understanding of the various forces in the Yan state.

The five major sects of Yan Kingdom are undoubtedly the masters of this land.

They occupy the finest spiritual veins in the Yan Kingdom, and each sect's sphere of influence spans three states. Within their respective territories, all cultivation sects and aristocratic families, large and small, revere them.

Yanzhou was the only exception.

Yanzhou is located in the center of the Yan Kingdom, at the intersection of the five major sects.

The five major sects were mutually restraining each other, and none of them could truly bring Yanzhou under their control. Under this delicate balance, the cultivation world of Yanzhou actually gained a space to survive in the cracks and possessed relatively independent power.

There are dozens of cultivation sects or aristocratic families located on the major and minor spiritual veins in this area.

The Heavenly Desire Sect was once a very powerful Foundation Establishment sect in Yanzhou.

However, their methods of cultivation are too evil and involve a great deal of killing. They draw upon the fear, despair, and other negative emotions of living beings as "resources" to cultivate various bizarre and cruel spells.

The number of ordinary people, martial artists, and even cultivators who died at their hands was countless, arousing the wrath of both heaven and man.

Later, the remaining Foundation Establishment forces in Yanzhou finally united and jointly wiped out the Heavenly Desire Sect.

This cult disappeared from the land of Yanzhou hundreds of years ago.

Unexpectedly, there are still descendants in the world, and the flame has been rekindled.

It is obvious that the Black Wind Bandits were secretly supported by the Heavenly Desire Sect, specializing in burning, killing, looting, and massacring villages to satisfy their evil cultivation needs.

To be fair, these methods are nothing compared to the actions of the Blood Fiend Demon Sect cultivators.

But the Blood Fiend Sect was a behemoth, and who dared to utter a word against it?
“Very good. I was originally worried that the Black Wind Bandits weren’t strong enough and that I would have to go and capture a few experts overnight to put pressure on Murong City. Now it seems that I’ve saved myself that trouble.” A smile appeared on Lu Lin’s lips.

He then turned and left quickly, returning to Guangling City, secretly keeping an eye on Murong Cheng's every move.

The next day, at 9:00 PM.

Murong Cheng personally led his elite troops out of Guangling City without making a sound, plunging into the vast darkness of Guangling Mountain.

Lu Lin followed him closely, secretly tailing him.

Murong Cheng and his group had clearly scouted out the location of the Black Wind Bandits' lair beforehand, and with a clear objective, they headed straight for the hidden canyon.

As midnight approached, they were nearing the entrance to the canyon.

shhhhhh...

Suddenly, a piercing sound of arrows cutting through the air rang out from the dense jungle ahead! Arrows shot out from the darkness with the speed of meteors.

"We've been spotted! Be on high alert!" Murong Cheng shouted.

His troops were indeed well-trained and battle-hardened. Upon receiving the order, they remained calm and quickly took shields from their backs, forming a tight shield formation in front of them.

dong dong dong...

Most of the arrows were deflected by the shields, and only a few people were hit, mostly in non-vital areas such as the legs.

"Charge!" After a volley of arrows, Murong Cheng gave the order decisively.

More than five hundred soldiers responded to the call, leaping forward with the speed of a cheetah pouncing on its prey.

shhhhhh...

A second wave of arrows followed immediately.

This time, the rain of arrows included some incredibly powerful arrows, their arrowheads imbued with crimson blood energy, which shattered the shields into pieces upon impact!

The soldiers behind the shield were also instantly pinned to the ground.

It was clearly a powerful member of the Black Wind Bandits who made the move.

Lu Lin could tell at a glance that the people who made the move were definitely martial artists at the peak of Body Tempering, and there were no fewer than ten of them.

"Those who have achieved perfect body tempering, retaliate!" Murong Cheng shouted sternly.

Among the martial arts troops, all the experts who had reached the pinnacle of body tempering immediately took out their powerful bows and fired arrows like a string of pearls into the darkness ahead.

Screams suddenly erupted from the dense forest.

Taking advantage of this gap, Murong Cheng led his troops in a rapid advance.

shhhhhh...

The third wave of arrows is coming!
This time, a dozen arrows, each imbued with powerful blood energy, were aimed directly at Murong Cheng!

Keng!
The skinny man guarding Murong Cheng suddenly drew his sword!
The sword light flashed like a bolt of lightning, shattering all the incoming arrows.

After three rounds of arrow rain, they were less than 100 meters from the canyon.

By the sparse moonlight, one could vaguely see the shadowy figures among the grass and trees.

bang bang bang...

Five hundred soldiers, with heavy steps, launched their final charge.

The hundred-meter mountain path is reached in the blink of an eye!
"kill!"

In the darkness, the two forces clashed violently, engaging in a bloody close-quarters battle.

"Fatty, you protect the young prince! I'm going to meet them!" the skinny man instructed, then darted out like an eagle.

The longsword was drawn, a flash of cold light, and two heads fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten bandits had fallen to his sword, including a martial artist who had reached the peak of body tempering.

With the addition of a naturally skilled martial artist to the battle, the Black Wind Bandits were immediately forced into retreat.

"retreat!"

"Retreat into the canyon immediately!"

One of the bandits shouted at the top of his lungs.

In an instant, the remaining Black Wind Bandits turned around and retreated hastily into the depths of the canyon.

"Chase!" Murong Cheng ordered the entire army to pursue without hesitation and charge into the canyon.

"Kill--!"

As soon as they entered the canyon, a large number of figures suddenly emerged from the shadows on all sides, roaring as they charged towards Murong Cheng and his group. Their numbers numbered six or seven hundred, exceeding the number of the martial army that Murong Cheng had brought.

However, Murong Cheng's forces consisted entirely of battle-hardened elites, with over two hundred warriors at the seventh level of Body Tempering, and the rest being skilled fighters at the sixth level of Body Tempering.

In contrast, the Black Wind Bandits are a mixed bag, with a large number of low-level bandits who have only reached the fourth or fifth level of body tempering.

Therefore, despite being outnumbered, Murong Cheng's side was stronger.

In addition, they were skilled in battle formation coordination, and at this moment they formed small battle formations, advancing step by step, like a moving meat grinder, leaving corpses strewn everywhere they went.

call!
A long spear flew through the air, its momentum like a golden rainbow piercing the sun, heading straight for Murong City!

At the tip of the spear, the blood and qi were crimson, condensed and undispersed!
It was the innate martial artist who made the move!

The fat man guarding Murong Cheng was prepared. He gripped his battle sword tightly with both hands, his blood energy surging wildly into the blade as he swung it fiercely! Clang!
With a deafening roar, the spear was violently knocked away.

"Black Wind Leader, prepare to die!" The skinny man instantly locked onto his target, took a step of more than ten meters, and swung his sword at a burly man with a bushy beard.

This man is none other than Black Wind, the leader of the Black Wind Bandits!

Black Wind brandished his spear and engaged in fierce combat with the skinny man, neither gaining the upper hand for the time being.

"Go and lend him a hand, kill Black Wind quickly!" Murong Cheng ordered the fat man.

"But, Your Highness, your safety is at risk..." The fat man's expression changed slightly.

"My cultivation has reached the peak of Body Tempering, and I am at the critical juncture of 'Divine Enlightenment'! Apart from the Innate Realm, who can kill me? Go now!" Murong Cheng's tone was resolute and brooked no argument.

"Young Prince, please be careful!" The fat man dared not disobey the order and could only rush out with his knife to join forces with the thin man to attack Black Wind.

Besieged by two equally skilled masters, Black Wind was immediately overwhelmed and faced constant danger.

In a moment of carelessness, the sword slashed across his chest, leaving a deep wound that exposed the bone. Blood spurted out, and the sharp sword energy nearly cleaved his heart open!

Black Wind's face darkened, but a strange calmness flashed in his eyes.

it's time!

"Immortal Master...please lend a hand!" Black Wind suddenly roared to the sky, his voice echoing through the valley.

Immortal master?

Both Murong Cheng and the two old men, one fat and one thin, changed their expressions drastically upon hearing this.

Is there a cultivator among the Black Wind Thieves?
Is it the Qi Refining stage, or... the Foundation Establishment stage?

If it were the latter, they would probably be completely wiped out today!

Thinking about this, everyone's heart was in their throat.

However, there was silence all around, and no response.

The world-destroying magic that was imagined did not materialize.

This time, Black Wind's expression changed drastically.

"Immortal Master! Please make a move..." Black Wind shouted again, his voice now tinged with panic.

Still... there was no response.

Murong Cheng and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bluster! No one can save you today, Black Wind, prepare to die!"

"kill!"

The two old men, one fat and one thin, were greatly encouraged and launched an attack like a storm, completely suppressing Black Wind and putting him in grave danger, with new wounds constantly being added to his body.

"Immortal Master! Immortal Master—!" Black Wind roared desperately, as if he had gone mad.

However, all that responded to him was the cold, sharp edge of a blade.

puff!
As the blade flashed, his abdomen was almost cleaved open, and blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed from his mouth.

"Why...why..." Black Wind let out a final, unwilling cry, his eyes filled with incomprehension and resentment.

puff!

The sword flashed again, and Black Wind's head flew high into the air, falling three zhang away, his wide-open eyes filled with disbelief.

With their leader killed, the remaining Black Wind Bandits completely collapsed and scattered in all directions.

But where can they escape to in the narrow canyon?

What awaited them was a cold-blooded and ruthless massacre!

The two elderly people, one fat and one thin, joined the battle, like tigers among sheep, reaping lives with abandon.

Screams and wails echoed through the canyon, and despair and fear permeated the air as if they were a tangible reality.

In just a short while, all six or seven hundred Black Wind Bandits lay dead in pools of blood, none surviving.

"Search them all, see if there are any survivors, leave no one alive!" Murong Cheng ordered triumphantly.

Even the Black Wind Bandits, who had entrenched themselves in Yanzhou for many years and were feared by all, were nothing more than this.

Boom boom boom...

Just then, a series of eerie rumbling sounds suddenly came from the ground!

All around the canyon, beams of pitch-black light shot into the sky, like smoke signals! The beams of light converged in mid-air, forming a huge black light curtain, like an inverted giant bowl, completely enveloping the entire canyon!
"This is... a celestial formation?!" Upon seeing this terrifying scene, Murong Cheng and the two elders, one fat and one thin, paled drastically.

In their minds, the desperate cry of Black Wind before his death simultaneously surfaced.

Could it be... that there really are immortal masters?!
Above the ground, wisps of eerie black mist began to spread out.

"Ah! The corpse...the corpse moved!"

"It's a fake corpse!"

Suddenly, a soldier let out a terrified scream.

On the ground, the corpses of the Black Wind Bandits, who had been dead, began to twitch and writhe violently.

Then, in an extremely stiff and awkward posture, they stood up, swaying and staggering!
All the soldiers felt their hair stand on end and their scalps tingle! They involuntarily moved towards the center, reforming their battle formation.

In a short while, all six or seven hundred corpses of the Black Wind Bandits had "stood up".

They surrounded Murong Cheng and his companions from all directions.

"kill……"

"die……"

These resurrected corpses let out hoarse, inhuman roars and charged toward the central army with eerie steps!

"It's not a resurrection of corpses! It's just an evil spell manipulating corpses! Destroy them!" Murong Cheng, born into royalty, possessed knowledge far exceeding that of ordinary people. He suppressed the chill in his heart and sternly ordered his troops to maintain morale.

The soldiers mustered their courage, brandished their weapons, formed battle formations, and charged forward.

Immediately, many corpses were struck by swords and knives.

Some had their hands and feet cut off, some had their hearts pierced...

However, these corpses were completely oblivious, still roaring and charging forward fearlessly!

"what--!"

A shrill scream sounded.

A soldier was tightly entangled by two corpses, and his limbs were broken and his neck snapped...

A bone-chilling cold, accompanied by an overwhelming fear, spread wildly through the hearts of every soldier...

High in the sky, two pairs of cold, indifferent eyes silently looked down.

(End of this chapter)