From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 233 The Ghost King of Silence
Watching the disciple of the Training Hall beheaded and turn into blood, Xiao Wuqing was stunned. He had also gone down the mountain to train before, but he had never seen such a scene.

The other person's words kept echoing in his ears, intensifying his fear.

What kind of demons and monsters could possibly want to devour everyone in the Qingxiao Sect?

Li Qingqiu remained calm, his gaze fixed on the pool of blood. He saw wisps of black energy surging out, interrupting Xiao Wuqing's thoughts.

Xiao Wuqing immediately drew his Qingxiao Sword, ready for battle.

The wisps of black energy quickly coalesced into a human figure, a pitch-black figure with three heads and six arms. Its exact form was unclear, but its very shape was enough to instill endless terror.

Before the dark figure could move, sword energy burst forth from its body, as if a dozen sword shadows were piercing its body.

This scene made Xiao Wuqing's eyes widen, and he subconsciously looked at the sect leader.

The sword energy unleashed by different people is different. In particular, cultivators are more sensitive to sword energy, and they can be sure that this sword energy comes from the sect leader.

Li Qingqiu didn't just casually kill the demons; he used the sword energy of the Soul-Stealing Flying Sword.

Through repeated practice, he gained new insights with each iteration of his Soul-Stealing Flying Sword training, constantly improving his skills.

He has now reached a state of perfection, able to infuse the mysteries of the Soul-Stealing Flying Sword into every sword aura, achieving complete mastery.

"you……"

The mysterious ghost clearly hadn't expected his divided soul to be immobilized and unable to be dispelled; his tone was filled with shock and anger.

Li Qingqiu was too lazy to waste any more words. He directly raised his hand and cast the Soul-Binding Spell. His pupils turned purple, and as he began to chant the spell, the mysterious ghost's divided soul began to tremble.

When Xiao Wuqing saw the change in his eyes, her shock and fear subsided, replaced by curiosity.

I don't know what kind of spell this is.

He suddenly realized that the sect leader was truly omnipotent, as if there was no magic that the sect leader could not perform.

Although he couldn't comprehend the terrifying nature of these mysterious monsters, the sect leader was clearly a cut above the rest.

He began to wait patiently, pondering the doubts in his mind.

If the disciples of the Training Hall were imposters, how could the mysterious ghost reveal the names of Li Sifeng, Zheng Yunqiao, and others?

Could it be possession, stealing memories?

Xiao Wuqing developed a strong interest in the Ghost Path.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Li Qingqiu ended the Soul-Binding Spell and directly summoned Lin Chuan and Nangong E, instructing them to devour the ghost's divided soul.

"The King of the Netherworld..."

Through the memories of this divided soul, Li Qingqiu learned the name and origin of its original self.

The Ghost King of the Netherworld came from the north. His memories began when he created the divided souls. He created nine such divided souls, and these nine divided souls followed him south, devouring anyone they encountered.

It's worth mentioning that this memory begins in what seems to be a sect where the disciples were eaten by the Ghost King of the Netherworld, and the sect's bones piled up into a small mountain, which became the Ghost King of the Netherworld's lair.

In that memory, Li Qingqiu saw a flag with two characters embroidered on it.

Mysterious!

It is unknown what the relationship is between the Ghost King of the Netherworld and the Xuanji Sect. Perhaps the reason why the Ghost King of the Netherworld targeted the Qingxiao Sect is related to the Xuanji Sect, but the Xuanji Sect suffered a backlash from the Ghost King of the Netherworld.

Even Li Qingqiu felt a chill run down his spine when he saw the mountain of bones within the Xuanji Sect; it was even more cruel than the actions of the Demonic Sect back then.

The thought of those disciples of the Training Hall being harmed by the Ghost King of the Netherworld replaced his fear with rage.

This evil spirit must be dealt with as soon as possible!
Li Qingqiu looked at Xiao Wuqing and said, "Go and ring the Lingxiao Bell."

"Yes!"

Xiao Wuqing immediately set off, while Li Qingqiu stared at the blood on the ground, not moving an inch.

The Lingxiao Bell soon rang.

In the time that followed, the hall masters arrived one after another. When they saw Li Qingqiu standing in front of a pool of blood, their faces darkened, realizing that this meeting was probably unrelated to the development of the sect.

After an incense stick had burned, Li Qingqiu sat down.

Zhang Yuchun, Qingxiao Zhenren, Li Dongyue, Li Sijin, Wu Man'er, Xu Ning, Xue Jin, Zhu Yan, Yang Jueding, Zhang Yu, Cheng Canghai, Shen Yue, Yandaozong, and Chu Jing sat around the long table, all looking at Li Qingqiu.

Li Qingqiu glanced around and then recounted what had happened earlier.

Upon hearing of Li Sifeng's disappearance and Zheng Yunqiao's tragic death, everyone's expression changed drastically, especially Xue Jin, whose murderous intent was impossible to conceal.

Upon learning that the disciple from the Training Hall had been possessed by the Ghost King of the Netherworld and had come to provoke the Qingxiao Sect, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

None of those present had experience fighting ghosts or monsters, so they were naturally wary of the unknown power.

Li Qingqiu also described the memories he had gleaned: the Xuanji Sect was slaughtered by the Ghost King of the Netherworld. This event did not make everyone happy; instead, it made them even more uneasy.

They all sensed that disaster was imminent.

After Li Qingqiu finished speaking, Xue Jin spoke first: "I am willing to go north to investigate the Netherworld Ghost King!"

“Even Li Sifeng is no match for him, so what are you doing?” Yang Jueding glared at Xue Jin and said, having already guessed Li Qingqiu’s thoughts.

Li Qingqiu raised his hand and pressed down, signaling them to stop arguing.

“I will go personally this time. I am telling you this so that you will be prepared to prevent the Ghost King of the Netherworld from infiltrating again,” Li Qingqiu said directly. He looked at Xu Ning and Shen Yue and said, “Ning’er, Shen Yue, during this time, don’t rush to go into seclusion. Keep your attention on the sect.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Ning and Shen Yue immediately nodded.

"Don't make this public yet. You can listen to Duke Jing's thoughts. He is well-versed in matters of the supernatural. If he senses anything amiss, you all must cooperate."

Li Qingqiu continued to give instructions, and everyone couldn't help but look at Chu Jing. Only a few people knew Chu Jing's true identity, and when they heard that Chu Jing was proficient in the Ghost Path, they couldn't help but look at him with new respect.

"Senior Brother, when are you planning to set off?" Li Dongyue asked.

Li Qingqiu said, "The matter should not be delayed, the sooner the better. I will leave today to prevent other disciples from being harmed by the Ghost King of the Netherworld."

Yan Daozong looked at Li Qingqiu with eyes full of admiration.

When faced with other troubles, Li Qingqiu would not intervene, but would leave the problem to the people in his sect. However, when faced with such extremely dangerous and cruel ghosts, Li Qingqiu would face them alone. Such a sense of responsibility impressed him.

Anyway, putting himself in the other person's shoes, he thought that if he were facing the unseen Ghost King, he would probably be in grave danger.

Afterwards, Li Qingqiu gave a few more instructions and then adjourned the meeting.

Zhang Yuchun, Li Dongyue, Wu Man'er, and Li Sijin stayed behind, surrounding him, all somewhat worried.

“If you encounter any trouble, you can call Zhen’er out. You don’t need to treat him like a child anymore,” Li Qingqiu said to Zhang Yuchun.

Zhang Yuchun nodded, his eyes showing worry.

He wanted to advise Li Qingqiu not to lead the charge, but he also felt that Li Qingqiu was right. Every day that was delayed could result in the death of his disciples, who would suffer unbearable torment.

Li Dongyue reminded him, "Senior brother, if the opponent is difficult to deal with, don't force it. At worst, Qingxiao Sect can recall all its disciples to face it together."

Although Li Sijin and Wu Man'er did not speak, their eyes were filled with worry.

Li Qingqiu waved his hand and laughed, "What are you doing? Don't you believe me? This isn't my first time coming down the mountain."

Thinking about the past, the four felt a little more at ease, but the Ghost King of the Netherworld was too strange and cruel, and they could not completely eliminate their concerns.

Half an hour later.

Li Qingqiu changed into a chivalrous outfit, wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a golden sash, and flew away on his sword.

He left Chu Jing inside the Qingxiao Sect, with a Qingxiao sword hanging at his waist.

With Lin Chuan and Nangong E around, he could also gather intelligence, and Jin Lang, with his fifth-level cultivation in the Nourishing Yuan Realm, was more effective than hidden weapons.

Li Qingqiu was in such a hurry because he wanted to follow the memories of the divided soul of the Ghost King of the Netherworld to find him, hoping to find the Ghost King of the Netherworld sooner.

Of course, his biggest concern was Li Sifeng.

In the memories of the Ghost King's divided soul, Li Sifeng and the Prison Qilin only held him back for a little over half an hour. After Li Sifeng was seriously injured, he was taken away by the Thousand-Year Sword Soul, while the Prison Qilin had its limbs removed by the Ghost King and was captured and imprisoned in an iron cage in the Xuanji Sect.

Why didn't the Ghost King of the Netherworld kill the Prison Qilin? Li Qingqiu felt that he might not only want to satisfy his appetite, but also had his own ambitions.

……

As dusk fell, Li Qingqiu had arrived in Cangzhou.

The last time I came to Cangzhou was to deal with the Qi family.

Li Qingqiu was full of energy and prepared to fly to the northern border in one go.

Cangzhou is now under the control of the Zhu Xian Group, led by the Li family. There is no sign of war and chaos. In fact, the Li family is in an extremely awkward situation. They dare not make any rash moves without Li Sifeng's return, and Liu Jing's strong rise makes them uneasy.

The entire city of Cangzhou was enveloped in an eerie atmosphere.

By the time he flew over Cangzhou, night had already fallen.

The sky and earth were dark, so Li Qingqiu decided to land and walk forward, while having Lin Chuan and Nangong E explore the surrounding area.

Although the Ghost King of the Netherworld has built his nest in the Xuanji Sect, his activity is not fixed. He will only return when he has eaten his fill or caught a demon beast or auspicious creature.

Walking in the darkness, Li Qingqiu did not light a torch, while Jinlang, perched on his shoulder, kept a watchful eye on their surroundings.

The northern border is desolate, and even the summer winds here carry a chill.

The stars in the night sky are so dazzling and beautiful, it feels like you could reach out and pluck them from the sky.

Li Qingqiu had no interest in appreciating the scenery along the way. His steps seemed slow, but in reality, each step covered several meters.

The advantages of the [Hundred Refinements Demon Body] became apparent at this moment; even after a long journey, Li Qingqiu's vital energy remained abundant.

The night is getting darker.

In the latter half of the night.

Li Qingqiu suddenly heard someone groaning in pain, clearly enduring unimaginable suffering.

He immediately followed the sound and came to a hillside covered with rocks. There he saw two figures leaning against a large rock. They were a man and a woman. There was a fire in front of them, but on this land, the fire's light was as faint as a firefly.

From a distance, Li Qingqiu saw that the man only had his upper body, looking quite pitiful, while the woman sat beside him, hugging her legs and burying her face in them.

They seemed to be waiting to die.

Li Qingqiu could tell at a glance that the man had been injured by the Ghost King of the Netherworld. The strange thing was why the Ghost King of the Netherworld didn't eat them.
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