Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

After saying that, he was about to leave with Lu Jin.

At this moment, the sect leader of the Huode Sect kindly reminded him, "Fellow Daoist, please wait! As mentioned earlier, the Quanxing demons have gathered. Why don't you stay and discuss countermeasures with us?"

"All of you present have had conflicts with Quanxing, and we are all willing to do our utmost to help you," the sect leader of Liuyun Sword declared.

Even Zhang Jingqing pondered for a moment: "Fellow Daoist, the Quanxing sect has a large following, spread across the five lakes and four seas. It will be difficult to eradicate them completely. What do you think of the suggestions of our fellow Daoists?"

"There's no need for that. I've leveled the demon's lair on Dawang Mountain; it's no longer a threat."

These words were like a bombshell, shocking everyone who heard them; no one had anticipated such a possibility.

Just as they hesitated, Jiang Mo waved his hand and left, saying, "Celestial Master, my two fellow Daoists, farewell, and we shall meet again another day!"

"Sany will always remember your help."

After speaking, Jiang Mo transformed his Qi into clouds, carrying Lu Jin straight up into the sky, and disappeared into the void.

The entire arena fell silent; all factions were speechless. Thunder rumbled, and the silver light reflected in their astonished eyes vanished into the horizon.

......

In the underground cave, the pool of blood swayed.

Granny Liu's expression changed slightly. She waved her wooden staff lightly, chanted incantations, and a rumbling sound came from below. Two stone coffins floated up and suddenly opened.

Li Muxuan and Wugensheng lay there, their faces pale, their breaths weak, like candles flickering in the wind.

The old woman hurriedly pulled the two people out of the water, her withered right hand emitting a special aura as she gently stroked their foreheads.

However, as time went by, Granny Liu's face grew increasingly pale, and she discovered that she could not wake the two of them.

The next moment, Li Muxuan seemed to react; his eyelashes trembled, and his breathing gradually returned to normal.

"Sect Leader?! Wake up!!"

Ignoring Li Muxuan, Granny Liu patted Wugensheng's cheeks repeatedly, only to find that his body was cold and limp, showing no signs of recovery.

"wrong!!!"

"The coffin won't malfunction, Sect Leader?! Sect Leader!!"

Granny Liu was extremely anxious and tried everything she could. She even opened Wugensheng's eyelids to check and pressed his heart, finding that his bodily functions were normal, but he could not be revived.

A bad feeling welled up in her heart, making the old woman, who was skilled in witchcraft, feel uneasy.

Chapter 65 Half dead

"The physical body is crippled, but no consciousness has developed."

"Either their souls are trapped and they're temporarily alive, or they're trapped inside corpses and haven't completely dissipated..."

"Calm down... calm down... you won't make a mistake."

Granny Liu gradually calmed her agitated emotions. The art of using coffins for the dead had been passed down for a long time and had been improved by generations of tribal sages, and had long since matured.

The risks and chances of accidents are reduced to a minimum, unlike in ancient times when people would borrow the spirit body to prolong their lives, waking up from the coffin with a drastically changed personality, neither human nor ghost.

Thinking of this, Granny Liu felt somewhat at ease. To her, Wugensheng was indeed an insignificant pawn.

However, neither his promise to his blood relatives nor the progress of the sacred rites could prevent him from dying prematurely in the Middle-earth.

“It’s hard to accept this miserable fate, but for the sake of the child, we must persevere…” Granny Liu murmured solemnly.

"Click..."

Li Muxuan, standing to the side, twitched his fingers, his consciousness like a burning oil lamp, slowly recovering from the moment the wick touched the flame.

The dim vision cleared and brightened, and the limbs reacted, with a continuous, intense pain spreading through every inch of the body.

Li Muxuan was so weak that his mouth was dry, he felt like his body had been punched through, his consciousness was in a state of confusion, and his brain was swollen and unbearable.

"woke up?"

"It seems you are alright."

Granny Liu closed her eyes slightly, reached into her bosom with her right hand, took out a wooden box, gently pressed the mechanism to open it, and handed the white pills inside to Li Muxuan, indicating that he should take them.

"Grandma Liu... what exactly is this?"

Li Muxuan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and became extremely wary.

After recovering, the horrific memories were exceptionally clear. He couldn't forget the pain he felt when taking the medicine at Longhu Mountain. His whole body was burning, his blood was as cold as frost, and every bone felt like it was being bitten by thousands of ants. No matter how he resisted, he couldn't take back his physical body.

"It stabilizes your Qi and blood, and modulates the fusion of your consciousness and your physical body. If you don't take it, you may lose some memories in the future."

Granny Liu handed the pills to Li Muxuan, letting him choose for himself, and then asked, "Where is the sect leader?"

"Why is it only you who came back? Didn't the sect leader die with you at Longhu Mountain?"

Although her words were plain and gentle, the frail old woman in front of him gave Li Muxuan a strange sense of dread. Her sinister eyes were like those of a carrion vulture, as if she were about to strike at any moment.

"The sect leader... has been defeated."

"That bastard from Sanyi chanted a spell over the sect leader, and his flesh started to melt..."

"I was trapped in a life-or-death situation, powerless to care for anything else, and I didn't see the sect leader's condition before I died..."

Li Muxuan bit his lip, his eyes trembled from time to time, and his voice was timid.

The young man in black with white hair bore a striking resemblance to the angry phantom of the immortal he had seen in his childhood.

Even after escaping, he still couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine; the bloody massacre had become a psychological trauma for him.

"Relax and breathe...look at me, don't be afraid, child."

Seeing his anxiety, Granny Liu gently comforted him.

A hidden energy surged outwards like ripples, and every word the old man spoke had a hypnotic effect. In no time, Li Muxuan calmed down, his eyes becoming dazed and empty.

"Come, tell me, what exactly happened at Longhu Mountain?"

Under her questioning, Li Muxuan, whose consciousness was hazy, instinctively recounted what he had witnessed.

"Old Duan is dead too. Alas, what a tragic fate... such a tragic fate..."

Granny Liu felt dazed and confused, especially after learning from Li Muxuan that there were members of the Sanyi Sect who could descend to the heavens like immortals. She felt a sharp pain in her heart and didn't know what to do.

The sect leader, who had taken the secret medicine, was defeated in several rounds, like a lamb being led to the slaughter.

From her perspective, the newly emerging Trinity Pillars pose an even greater threat than the former Dragon King.

"Om-!"

Liu Pozi ended the hypnosis, but Li Muxuan was completely unaware. He experienced abdominal pain, collapsed on the ground, and vomited. Large amounts of dark brown mucus dripped down, and tiny nematodes were even wriggling inside.

"Grandma Liu, why can't I muster any strength?"

"I'll recover after taking the medicine; I'm just glad I survived."

"Do not circulate your Qi within two months. Your Yin body's meridians are weak and your bone density needs to be improved. Wait until you have adapted before doing anything else."

Li Muxuan had reservations, but the severe abdominal pain was getting worse, and there would be aftereffects, so he had no choice but to take the white pills again.

Sure enough, once it entered my stomach, the gastric juices began to digest it, the pain seemed to recede and dissipate, and even my body gradually regained its strength, allowing me to stand up on my own.

Li Muxuan looked down at the slightly pale skin, and even the scars left from childhood fights were replicated, making it no different from his previous body.

Granny Liu turned to look at Wugensheng, who still showed no signs of waking up, and then instructed Li Muxuan:

"Xiao Li, go along this road to the end. There's a pharmacy there with a medicine cauldron and a lot of medicinal herbs. Bring them over for me."

"Okay...please wait a moment."

Li Muxuan wiped the black liquid from the corner of his mouth, made a slight adjustment, and headed in the direction of Granny Liu. Before long, he returned carrying a medicine cauldron the size of a water basin and a jumble of medicinal herbs.

Granny Liu skillfully arranged the medicinal herbs and started a fire.

The heavy cauldron was heated to a bright red and scalding hot in a moment. One herb after another was ground into powder and poured in, and even several large spoonfuls of blood from the blood pool were scooped up.

"Granny Liu, why hasn't the sect leader woken up yet? Please, save him!"

An hour passed, and Wugensheng remained lying there like a corpse, unresponsive. Li Muxuan hurriedly urged him on.

"It was saved, partly by human effort and partly by fate; there's nothing more I can do about it."

Granny Liu held a long-handled medicine spoon and stirred the medicine in the cauldron, while Li Muxuan brought a stone bowl closer to catch the spilled medicine.

"call...."

Just then, a breath as soft as a mosquito's buzz startled the two of them, and they hurriedly looked at Wugensheng.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hands and feet regained warmth, like a withered, dried corpse stiffly awakening.

"Sect Leader?!" Li Muxuan exclaimed in surprise, his heart suddenly sinking.

"Sect Leader? Look here."

Granny Liu looked somber and waved her hand in front of Wugensheng, but found that he did not react at all.

The eyes were hollow and dull, not like the eyes of a living person at all, but rather like those of a puppet controlled by threads.

Granny Liu slapped his cheeks repeatedly and tried to ask him questions, but received no response.

"Sect Leader, don't scare me! Wake up!!"

Li Muxuan grabbed Wugensheng's arms with both hands and shook them repeatedly, but the latter was limp and let him do as he pleased.

"Could it be that its soul has been lost?!"

Li Muxuan was extremely anxious and blurted out his suspicions: "There must be something wrong with that curse; the sect leader's soul has been captured!"

Granny Liu shook her head, placing one hand against Wugensheng's brow. A stream of Qi flowed through his skin, penetrating deep into his brain to begin sensing.

"The soul is here. If the corpse isn't completely dissipated, the spirit won't revive."

Granny Liu's face gradually turned grim. In her investigation, the soul, which should have been intact, was riddled with holes and had even lost its basic ability to communicate, falling into silence and decay.

"What's wrong, Granny Liu?"

Li Muxuan was filled with unease; his intuition told him that what was about to happen might be extremely bad.

"The sect leader has been crippled..."

"His consciousness is fading, he won't last much longer, he needs to be sent back to southern Xinjiang, there's no time to lose."

Granny Liu slowly withdrew her hand, sighing silently at this ill-fated relationship, feeling utterly helpless against these two burdens.

"Come with me, behind the sect leader's back."

"Okay... wait for me!"

In a panic, Li Muxuan carried Wugensheng on his back. As soon as he stood up, he saw the blood pool tremble, and a dark, deep staircase appeared, leading to a dim underground world.

Granny Liu stepped down, her aged figure disappearing into the mist.

Chapter 66 The storm is rising

Dawang Mountain, ruins.

The scorched earth cracked, the bloodstains dried, and the wooden remains of the fortress were scattered all over the ground. The resentment and stench of corpses lingered and seeped into every inch of the rotting soil, resembling a hellish cave on earth.

Several figures approached from afar, all of them thin, bony old men, standing on the plank road above the valley, looking down at the carnage, their expressions varied.

"I never imagined that arriving a moment too late would lead to such a dramatic turn of events..."

The old man in the red robe, leaning on a cane, said this as he gazed at the charred corpse at the bottom of the valley. He couldn't help but sigh, "The mad monk died here too. Let me count... one, two, three, four..."

The more he counted, the heavier his heart became. Those who died were undoubtedly some of the most powerful masters in the Quanxing Sect, yet they had all perished within a day and two nights.

"Old Ghost Cui and Old Demon Yu are both gone. Was this the work of the Sanyi Sect?"

"This is really a headache."

The short old man on the left had a worried look on his face. Through the murderous aura left over from the battlefield, he could still feel the threat of a blade at his throat. The stronghold where he had gathered many disciples had been completely destroyed, and not a single person was left alive.

On the other side, an elderly man in a white robe with a refined demeanor and slender build lowered his eyes and glanced at them: "Gentlemen, all the leads have gone cold, and we can't contact Granny Liu either."

What are your plans?

The old man in red turned away indifferently, showing no interest in the stinking graveyard. His tone was calm: "We are both on the same path. Now that things have come to this, there is no way out."

"Quanxing has always been chaotic and disorderly. Not to mention the righteous sects' encirclement and suppression, even the disciples often kill each other. Those who died can be considered as their fate."

The short, old man caught up in the dispute looked displeased and snorted coldly, "Isn't this all the trouble caused by Wugensheng?"