Chapter 1362
The constant disturbances from visitors from outside the region
At this moment, throughout the entire cultivation world...
The aftershocks of the Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor's fall were like ice thrown into boiling water; though they did not subside instantly, they had thoroughly shaken up the entire cultivation world.
Of the four giants of the Immortal Alliance in the past, two have now fallen, leaving only Ye Yang and the legendary emperor Ren Taxian, who is in seclusion.
Ren Taxian has been living in seclusion for many years and has long since stopped caring about worldly affairs.
In this way, Ye Yang, who had killed the Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor, became the sole pillar of the cultivation world.
Within the Qingyun Sect, ever since Qingyun Sanren ordered the preparation of a lavish gift, the entire sect has been in a flurry of activity.
Inside the storeroom, the disciples carefully inventoried the treasures. These rare items were neatly arranged and placed into brocade boxes.
Qingyun Sanren personally presided over the main hall, solemnly instructing the Grand Elder beside him.
"When you go to the Flying Heaven Gate this time, you must act with utmost respect. Dao Ancestor Ye's strength is unfathomable and far beyond what Dao Ancestor Jiutian can compare to. You must not be negligent in the slightest."
The elder bowed in response.
"Sect Leader, rest assured, I have already given the order that all accompanying disciples must be careful in their words and actions and never cross Daozu Ye's bottom line."
Qingyun Sanren nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on the direction of Feitianmen, his eyes filled with complex emotions, including awe and a hint of anticipation for the future.
Although the cultivation world is fraught with danger, if the Qingyun Sect can establish itself in this chaotic world by attaching itself to Daozu Ye, it will be able to gain a foothold.
The Flowing Cloud Sect acted swiftly as well. The sect leader personally selected generous gifts, taking out all the sect's treasured Cloud Pattern Jade Dew and Ancient Heart-Protecting Mirror. He then summoned all the sect's high-ranking members and gave them stern instructions.
"From now on, the Flying Sky Gate will be the guiding light for my Flowing Cloud Sect. When you encounter a disciple of the Flying Sky Gate, you must show them respect and help them if you can. Anyone who dares to provoke the Flying Sky Gate will be an enemy of my Flowing Cloud Sect."
The subordinate sect leaders all bowed and accepted the order, knowing full well that the Flowing Cloud Sect Leader was about to completely side with the Flying Heavens.
After all, even the Nine Heavens Dao Ancestor died at Ye Yang's hands.
These sects and families can only survive by attaching themselves to the strong.
The Snow Demon Clan of the Ice Plains.
Dao Ancestor Xuefeng still stood at the highest point of the Ice Crystal Palace, surrounded by a faint chill.
The Snow Demon Elder behind him bowed again and spoke.
"Dao Ancestor, the Qingyun Sect and Liuyun Sect have prepared generous gifts and will soon be visiting the Feitian Gate. Shouldn't we also take some action?"
After a moment of contemplation, Dao Ancestor Xuefeng slowly spoke.
"Ye Daozu is powerful, but he is not a bloodthirsty person. The Azure Lotus Sword Immortal was kind to him, so he devoted himself to protecting the Taixu Dao Sect, which shows that he values loyalty and righteousness. We already have many collaborations with the Flying Heaven Sect. This time, we are not going there to curry favor, but only to show our faces in front of Ye Daozu and protect our Ice Plains Snow Demon Clan."
In addition, various large, medium and small sects and reclusive families have also taken action.
Some spent their entire sect's savings to purchase rare items.
Some clans sent their most outstanding disciples to the Flying Heaven Sect to present gifts, while others even offered up spiritual veins controlled by their sects, hoping to gain the protection of the Flying Heaven Sect.
For a time, the road leading to the Flying Heaven Gate was bustling with cultivators, all carrying generous gifts and displaying respectful expressions.
The once deserted foot of Feitianmen Mountain has now become bustling with activity, comparable to a grand gathering in the cultivation world.
Inside the Flying Gate.
Yan Qingying and Gu Xuan watched the cultivators coming and going down the mountain.
Gu Xuan looked at Yan Qingying and said in a deep voice.
"Elder Yan, various forces are flocking here. They may seem to be trying to curry favor, but in reality, they are also testing us. We must be careful and not show our weakness, nor be too flamboyant, lest we cause trouble for the Dao Ancestor."
Yan Qingying nodded, a resolute glint in her eyes.
“I understand. I have arranged for my disciples to take turns on duty, to count the generous gifts sent from all sides, and to closely monitor the cultivators coming and going, to prevent any unscrupulous people from infiltrating the sect.”
"Master Ye is currently in seclusion, attempting to break through to a higher realm. We absolutely cannot let these trivial matters disturb him."
The two quickly established a clear division of labor.
Yan Qingying was responsible for receiving envoys from various factions.
Gu Xuan then took charge of the sect's defenses, deploying elite disciples to strengthen the defenses around the mountain gate and the meditation room in the back mountain.
At the same time, patrols were conducted inside and outside the sect to prevent any accidents from occurring.
Even with such thorough planning, the two still felt a vague unease.
There are countless experts in the Star Ruins Ancient Road, and this time they also heard that the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal had perished in the Star Ruins Ancient Road.
I wonder how the entire spiritual community will conduct itself in the future.
Unlike the bustling and noisy Flying Gate.
On the other side, in the remote and desolate southern wilderness.
The once-prosperous Black Wind Demon Palace is now shrouded in deathly silence, with a faint smell of blood permeating the air.
In the misty void beyond the realm, five figures clad in black robes adorned with star patterns descended silently like ghosts, their presence intertwining with the demonic energy of the Black Wind Demon Palace, making them appear even more eerie.
The leader was tall and imposing, with a sinister face.
His eyes were like cold stars, yet devoid of any warmth; it was Xue Yanzi.
Behind him were four attendants, all dressed in the same black robes with star patterns. They exuded a calm aura and had sharp eyes, clearly seasoned killers who had experienced countless battles.
Xue Yanzi held an ancient compass in his hand. The compass needle turned slightly, emitting a faint spiritual light, and pointed precisely in the direction of the Black Wind Demon Palace.
A cold smile curved his lips, and his voice was hoarse and chilling.
"This is the place. The Star Compass shows that Ye Yang's aura is here. He was attacked by a Mahayana Venerable and must be seriously injured. It is reasonable for him to hide here to recover from his injuries."
A follower behind him bowed and said.
“Your Excellency, I have already investigated. The strongest cultivator in the Black Wind Demon Palace is only at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Their strength is not particularly formidable. I believe it will not be difficult to extract Ye Yang’s whereabouts.”
Xue Yanzi nodded coldly.
"Enough with the nonsense, let's finish this quickly and decisively. Don't delay, lest we attract the attention of other forces and ruin our grand plan." Before the words were even finished, five figures flashed and vanished from their original positions in an instant, like five black lightning bolts, silently intruding into the Black Wind Demon Palace.
At this moment, the Black Wind Demon Palace was still immersed in the fear brought about by Ye Yang.
Although Black Wind Demon survived, Ye Yang crippled 30% of his cultivation. He is currently hiding in the palace to recover from his injuries.
The elders inside the hall were also filled with anxiety, fearing that Ye Yang would come knocking again.
"Who?!"
Before Xue Yanzi and the others could get close, a patrolling elder of the Demon Palace noticed the abnormality, shouted angrily, and instantly drew his demonic blade, slashing towards Xue Yanzi and the others.
However, his cultivation level was nothing more than that of an ant in front of Xue Yanzi.
Xue Yanzi didn't even turn around. He simply raised his hand and waved it, sending out a cold beam of air that instantly pierced through the chest of the Demon Palace disciple.
The disciple didn't even have time to scream before collapsing to the ground, lifeless.
His body quickly withered away, and his essence, blood, and spiritual power were instantly drained by the Star Fiend Qi.
Such cruel methods instantly shocked the surrounding Demon Palace disciples.
The patrolling disciples were terrified and turned to run away, but they were caught up by the four followers behind Xue Yanzi. They were ruthless and left no one alive.
For a moment, screams echoed throughout the Demon Palace, but were quickly suppressed.
Those demon palace disciples who tried to resist were all instantly killed, their life essence drained.
The corpses lay scattered on the ground, a gruesome sight.
The Black Wind Demon sensed the commotion outside the palace and was greatly alarmed. He suppressed his injuries, his black aura surged, and he unleashed his late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation without reservation as he rushed out of the palace.
But the next moment, upon seeing Xue Yanzi and the others, his expression changed drastically, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.
He could clearly sense that Xue Yanzi's aura was far more terrifying than Ye Yang's before.
That aura of malevolent energy was chilling and bone-piercing, filling him with fear from the bottom of his heart.
"Who...who are you?! How dare you trespass into my Black Wind Demon Palace and kill my disciples?!"
Black Wind Demon tried to remain calm, shouting angrily while secretly gathering demonic energy in his hands, ready to make a move and escape at any moment.
Xue Yanzi stared at him coldly, his eyes as if he were looking at a dead man.
"I ask you, where is Ye Yang? Was he in seclusion here before?"
"I have no patience to waste words with you. If you dare to hesitate again, I will extract your primordial spirit, refine your essence and blood, and ensure that you will never be reborn!"
The oppressive force was terrifying; the Black Wind Demon felt excruciating pain in his meridians, his blood churning, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He dared not hesitate any longer and hurriedly said in a trembling voice.
"Senior...please spare me! Dao Ancestor Ye...did indeed stay here in seclusion to recuperate from his injuries, but he left the Black Wind Demon Palace and returned to the Flying Heaven Sect a few days ago!"
"Flying Gate?"
A glint of light flashed in Xue Yanzi's eyes, and the compass needle in his hand spun again, quickly and accurately pointing to the direction of the Flying Heaven Gate under the guidance of the Black Wind Old Demon.
A greedy smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Very good, you know what's good for you."
Seeing this, the Black Wind Demon felt a little relieved and quickly said...
"Senior, I have already told you the whereabouts of Daozu Ye. Please, senior, show mercy and spare us. My Black Wind Demon Palace is willing to offer all our treasures, just to beg for your life!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, Xue Yanzi coldly shook his head.
"What I want is not only Ye Yang's whereabouts, but also all the treasures of the Black Wind Demon Palace, as well as your essence blood."
Before he could finish speaking, Xue Yanzi raised his hand and waved it, sending out a burst of star-like energy that instantly pierced through the chest of the Black Wind Demon.
The Black Wind Demon's eyes were filled with disbelief. He wanted to roar, but no sound came out.
The essence and power within his body were drained by the Blood Derivative Child like a tidal wave.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a shriveled corpse and fell to the ground.
The elders inside the hall were terrified at the sight and turned to run away, but were stopped one by one by Xue Yanzi's four followers.
These elders, who once ran rampant in the demonic path, were utterly powerless against these visitors from the stars.
In an instant, they were all brutally killed, their life essence drained, and even their primordial spirits were not spared.
After the massacre, Xue Yanzi led four followers and broke into the Black Wind Demon Palace's storeroom.
Inside the storeroom, the mountains of spirit stones, pills, and magical artifacts ignited a flicker of greed in the eyes of the four attendants.
"Your Excellency, these treasures are all ours!" a follower exclaimed excitedly, reaching out to snatch them.
Xue Yanzi gave him a cold look.
"What's the rush? These are just trifles. The Xuanwu Sacred Sect inheritance and the Immortal Fixing Technique inheritance in Ye Yang's possession are our real targets."
That being said, he did not stop his followers from looting the treasures.
He then walked to the deepest part of the storeroom, put a spirit vein crystal treasured by the Black Wind Demon Palace into his pocket, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
"I didn't expect that the sects in this world would leave behind so many treasures."
Moments later, the storeroom was ransacked, and the four attendants were filled with brocade boxes, their faces gleaming with greed.
Xue Yanzi glanced around at the corpses scattered on the ground and said coldly.
"Burn this place down without leaving any trace, so as not to attract the attention of other forces."
A follower bowed in response, raised his hand, and a flame shot out, instantly igniting the Black Wind Demon Palace.
A raging fire engulfed the entire Black Wind Demon Palace, the stench of blood and burnt flesh mingling together, making one want to vomit.
Having done all this, Xue Yanzi led four followers and headed towards the flying beings. (End of Chapter)