Master of the Xuanyin Sect of Mount Shu

Chapter 6 Yang Li Slays the Corpse
On the southern slope of Lingyu Cliff, Yang Li chopped down more than a hundred large trees and used his sword light to shred the animal bones beneath them.

Guan Minghui noticed the old tree had been cut down and the black wisps were moving inside the cave, and thought that Hua Yaosong had arrived!

He hurriedly arranged the nine Xuan Yin Gathering Beast Banners, forming a small Xuan Yin Array around the stone bed, and then released a large number of black wisps, densely packed like spider silk, to seal the cave tightly.

This was all the means he could currently use. Even if it wasn't very effective against Hua Yaosong, who had already cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, he still had to give it his all.

In the past few days, he has selected two places in the cave to ambush the enemy, and is prepared to fight to the death.

If all else fails, Hua Yaosong will use the Nine Yin Disintegration Technique to split his body and primordial spirit into nine pieces, temporarily freeing himself from the shackles of the Fire Cloud Chain. He will then lead the stalks deep into the Earth's core, using the complex terrain and endless black evil energy to fight her.

At the very least, we must destroy Old Lady Hua's physical body!

After everything was arranged, he used the black silk thread to connect the tree roots and observe the situation outside. He then discovered that a young man in white was using a sword to cut down the tree. He looked quite young and his cultivation and magical power were not very profound.

At first glance, one might mistake him for a junior member of the Emei Sect.

He was immediately alarmed: Could it be that the main story of Shushan has already begun, and Li Yingqiong is about to arrive?

Then my time is really running out!
After observing for a while, he realized that the way the other party controlled the flying sword was different from the way he remembered the direct disciples of Emei.

It turns out to be a wandering immortal from another sect, but it's impossible to tell which sect it belongs to.

He breathed a sigh of relief: this kid isn't strong enough to get in; he'll probably only be able to cut down those trees. Once he leaves, he can start training again.

That bastard is despicable. I must memorize his appearance so that I can get revenge on him when I get out of here!

He thought the other party would leave after cutting down the trees, but Yang Li was quite patient and still had a lot of energy in his heart. After cutting down all the trees, he carefully searched the forest and even used his flying sword to open up bird nests and rat holes.

Unable to find any trace of the demon in the forest, Yang Li was still not satisfied and expanded the search area, searching back and forth between the front and back peaks of Lingyu Cliff Mountain.

He was also quite fortunate; after searching for most of the day, he actually found the entrance to a cave on the cliff face.

It turns out that many years ago, a black demonic dragon emerged from this vast mountain. It cultivated an inner core of earth fire within its belly and could spew twenty-four consecutive fireballs. It roamed the mountain, dominating and harming living beings.

Over time, this attracted the attention of an immortal who used his magic to subdue the dragon and seal it in a mountain valley.

As the immortal was about to ascend to heaven, he took a liking to the feng shui of Lingyu Cliff and opened a cave there to continue his cultivation, nurturing his nascent soul until he finally ascended to the Lingkong Immortal Realm.

His cave dwelling was very simple because it was only used for temporary meditation. The cave entrance was on the cliff wall. Over the years, the gaps in the door were covered with silt, and the outside was covered with moss and thick green vines, making it extremely difficult to find.

It was Yang Li's boldness and meticulousness that allowed him to find the cave entrance and break in with his flying sword.

The cave dwelling has only two rooms: a large cave several meters in diameter in front serves as the main hall, and there is a small sleeping room in the back.

The furnishings inside the cave are very simple, consisting of only a stone table, two stone stools, and a teapot and teacups.

On the stone bed lay a decaying corpse—its former owner had ascended to heaven after his nascent soul left his body.

Yang Li guessed that the corpse might have become a spirit and caused trouble. He first cut it in two with his sword, then carefully examined it but found nothing unusual. He then searched carefully in every corner.

After searching and searching, he actually found a place where he could hear the wind behind a stone wall. He used his sword to break open the stone wall, revealing a downward passage.

The passage leads to the cliff top, where strong winds are constantly rushing in, rumbling and howling, crashing into the dark depths of the cave below.

Yang Li leaned against the outside of the cave and listened carefully. It was quiet below, with only the whistling wind.

He hesitated for a moment, but decided to fly down on his sword to take a look.

The silver-white flying sword emitted a beam of light over ten feet long, enveloping him and allowing him to become one with the sword as they flew into the cave.

After achieving oneness with the sword, the sword can retract into one's body. When activated, it can transform into a beam of sword light to protect the person. With a thought, the sword moves and the person moves; as long as the flying sword remains intact, the person will not be harmed. His aptitude, innate talent, and comprehension are all top-notch. Only elite disciples of the orthodox Xuanmen sects can achieve oneness with the sword after only three years of training.

For example, Li Yingqiong mastered it in less than a year, but Li Yingqiong and the others practiced the Nine Heavens Mysterious Scripture of the Emei Sect, while Yang Li practiced only Cui Haike's unorthodox techniques.

Currently, among Cui Haike's disciples, only his eldest disciple Yu Zhong and Yang Li are able to achieve perfect harmony between man and sword.

It was precisely because of this that Yang Li felt quite confident. He anticipated that even if he encountered a powerful demon that he couldn't defeat, he could escape unscathed as long as the demon couldn't destroy his flying sword.

Because of the suppression by the Long Eyebrow Talisman, Guan Minghui's divine sense could not perceive beyond the barrier. He could only connect to the refined old tree through the black wisps and expand his perception range by using the leaves.

Yang Li flew east and west around Lingyu Cliff, often in areas where his inspiration was blind.

He knew Yang Li hadn't left, but he didn't know where the kid had gone. Just as he was wondering, he suddenly heard a change in the wind above, and then a bright white sword light shot down from the cliff top with the gale.

Guan Minghui thought he was inside the mountain and had no connection to the outside world. He thought Yang Li's cultivation and magic power would definitely not be able to get in. But unexpectedly, Yang Li suddenly appeared in front of him. In a moment of panic, he sat up from the stone bed.

His hair grew wildly to three or four zhang long, covering the head of the bed and spreading to the ground. His fingernails were over a foot long. His clothes had long been corroded and blown away by the wind. His bluish-purple skin was hard and stiff, like cast iron.

Because the spirit energy refined by Xuan Yin Refining Soul is scarlet and the blood energy refined by Tai Yin Refining Form is emerald green, at this time, the qi and blood flow to the pupils, and the red and green rays in the eyes reflect each other, shining brightly in the darkness.

The two looked at each other, both shocked.

Yang Li realized that the other party was not a living person, but a zombie or some other kind of spirit that had become a monster, and shouted: "Demon Corpse!"

He made a hand seal to control his sword, pointed it forward, and the silver-white sword light flashed like lightning, heading straight for Guan Minghui's throat, intending to behead him with one strike!
Although Guan Minghui inherited Gu Chen's memories, this was his first time fighting magic. He didn't know his opponent's background and dared not be careless. He used magic to activate the two Xuan Yin Banners that had been placed in front of his bed beforehand.

As two clouds of black mist rose, two black banners closed like doors, protecting them.

The main deity on the banner on the left is a mandrill, stretching out its long arms to grab a flying sword.

The main deity on the right banner is a python, with half of its body coiled on the banner, the front half raised, its head raised to a height of three or four zhang, its mouth wide open, looking down at Yang Li and spewing black smoke.

Seeing the thick, cold black smoke, Yang Li dared not let it touch him. He quickly recalled his flying sword, transforming it into a stream of sword energy that enveloped him. He became one with his sword and flew around to the left of the stone bed.

The serpent itself is highly poisonous, and when combined with the Xuan Yin evil energy, it becomes even more potent. If even a trace of it touches a person, they can be poisoned and die instantly.

Yang Li had already mastered the art of becoming one with his sword, his sword energy becoming impenetrable. He flew through the billowing poisonous mist on his sword to the south side of the stone bed. After landing, he released his flying sword again to slash at Guan Minghui on the stone bed.

Guan Minghui used nine Xuan Yin Ju Beast Banners to form an array around the stone bed, with two banners in each direction, forming eight gates.

This time, he deliberately let the flying sword fly close to him, trying to grab it with his fingernails, wanting to test the Xuan Yin Soul Searching Hand from his memory.

"Ding Ding!"

Two sharp, metallic clangs rang out as the flying sword severed two fingernails.

Yang Li's flying sword was indeed of extraordinary quality. His fingernails could cut rocks as easily as tofu, yet two of them were severed by a single blow.

But it's good, because Guan Minghui has been complaining that his nails are too long and has wanted to trim them for a long time.

He simply brought all ten fingernails together and thrust them towards the sword's edge.

With each impact, Yang Li felt a jolt in his chest, and the sword light dimmed for a moment.

What a powerful demon corpse!

Fortunately, no matter how skilled your nails are, they can't compare to your own ancient sword from the South China Sea.

Once you've cut off all ten of your nails, let's see what you can use to defend yourself!
(End of this chapter)