Chapter 168 - 44: The turmoil of the Devil Sect in Jinzhou begins, a sword towards the sky from the Whiterobed Ghost Face 2
Chapter 168: Chapter 44: The turmoil of the Devil Sect in Jinzhou begins, a sword towards the sky from the Whiterobed Ghost Face 2
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A green poisonous mist coalesced into a seductive snake-like woman, wearing a scorpion-shaped headpiece, her dark eyeshadow complementing the bewitching smile that clung onto her face.
A bloody silhouette streaked across the sky, prompting Yang Yuan, the Senior Disciple of the Bloody Immortal Sect, frozen mid-air, to look at the figure brandishing a sword, a pensive look crossing his eyes.
“That’s the Exquisite Fairy from Exquisite Palace. This woman is extraordinarily gifted, with the rare Icy Phoenix Heavenly Spiritual Root that can only be seen in a hundred years. Don’t treat her lightly.”
“Ha! Extraordinary talent, is it? Which one of us here to find the Ancestral
Weapon can be treated lightly?”
A bald man condescended from the ground below.
He was a true disciple from the Seven Devil Sect, one with no heavenly spiritual roots but has mastered the Seven Devil Skill. His devil core could reveal a unique aura, having reached to the Late Golden Core Realm, he considered himself superior.
His sect leader declared that whoever found the Ancestral Weapon would become the successor of the Seven Devil Sect.
Many people agreed with the bald man’s statement.
Everyone here, every devil cultivator, was responsible for at least a hundred deaths.
Today, countless strong cultivators of the Golden Core Realm, which are usually rarely seen, gathered here in large numbers.
Their goals aligned, all came for the Ancestral Weapon.
“Hahaha, Fairy, it seems you are the only one here today. What do you think are your chances of winning?”
The bald man roared out into the void with a brutal sneer.
“Killing you is as easy as flipping my palm.”
Qiu Yueqing response was nonchalant.
In response to the provocation, she took decisive action. In an instant, she held her Icy Spiritual Sword high above her head, its radiance giving off a piercing chill.
The frosty sword qi formed a river in the sky, attacking like a torrential wave.
The bald man’s countenance did not change; his black qi danced like devil’s flamss, clinging to his fists, smashing against the sweeping frost.
The black qi condensed into a powerful magic power, and a gigantic black tiger illusion slowly materialized.
The devil cultivators surrounding the scene watched in silence.
A green mist spread out, the Viper Lady from the Poisonous Sect also took her action.
This poisonous mist was corrosive, and the stones it made contact with melted into a flowing black liquid.
The light green mist transformed into the shape of a poisonous scorpion, hissing as it charged towards Qiu Yueqing.
Seeing that everyone else had acted, the Scholar in the ink robe didn’t hesitate further, urging the fierce ghosts below him to take to the skies, screaming and charging forward.
All are outstanding individuals of the Devil Sect, with infamous reputations and far-reaching notoriety. If it weren’t for the Ancestral Weapon, they would certainly not have come together on this day.
Seeing several people joining hands, Qiu Yueqing’s face remained calm.
She gathered her magic power and her spiritual qi surges, forming a vortex.
A golden core rose from her chest, dazzling like the sun, its bright light flourishing.
“Ying!”
The Ice Phoenix illusion solidified even more, it let out a deafening cry with its head held high.
A huge frosty blue magical shield formed around her, blocking all incoming attacks.
It let out a “dong” sound!
With qi scattering in all directions, even Qiu Yueqing herself backed off slightly, barely able to withstand the combined attack of several people. “You make moves to seek for the location of the Ancestral Weapon” This was Yang Yuan’s cold message as the two sides squared off.
Immediately, the disciples of the Bloody Immortal Sect took their orders.
Many devil cultivators scattered around, seeking for the clue to the Rightful King of the Yan, led by the Bloody Treasured Spiritual Rat.
Outer city of Jinzhou, Black Dress Lane.
Zhao Huai, who had come from the inner city, saw the chaos in the city.
The streets were strewn with corpses, loose black souls were leaping around in mid-air, and the sky was covered with a layer of bloody mist.
The cultivators living in seclusion in the city all fought back, defending against the invasion of the Devil Sect.
But there was too few of them, it was merely a drop in the bucket.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Huai couldn’t help but feel an emotion stirring in his sword eyes.
“Young Master, seeing how Fairy Yue Qing has not returned all night must be a clear indication she’s fending off the invasion of the Devil Sect. Considering she will definitely be in great danger, perhaps it would be best to retreat and rethink our plan.”
Yin Nanyu was utterly cold -hearted, not showing the slightest hint of emotion towards Jinzhou City..