"The third one," Lu Ping didn't wait for Dabao to ask and said, "is Fei Ling Island, the only giant island in the entire North Sea. After tens of thousands of years of inheritance, Fei Ling Island has been transformed by Fei Ling Sect's Laozu to a near-perfect state!"
Lu Ping opened his arms as if to embrace the whole world. "Fei Ling Island is the most beautiful place in the North Sea!"
Dabao naturally didn't care about this, but after hearing Lu Ping's words, he naturally asked, "If that's the case, how did Fei Ling Sect get destroyed?"
Lu Ping shook his head and didn't answer. Instead, he turned around and said, "Let's go find Zi Lan. We're leaving Fei Ling Island!"
In an extremely remote place in the Northwest Sea of the North Sea, Xu Weihong, who was in a sorry state, was running for his life in panic. His face was still filled with horror, and at the same time, he looked back from time to time as if there was a fierce beast chasing after him.
Xu Weihong didn't think that he would meet this evil star in such a remote place. The four Core Forging Cultivators that accompanied him were all killed by this person. If it weren't for his quick reflexes, he feared that even he himself would have fallen under this person's sword.
Including Xu Weihong, there were two Late Core Forging Cultivators and three Mid Core Forging Cultivators. The five of them could form a Dao Soldier Formation inherited from Xuan Ling Sect. Even if five Late Core Forging Cultivators joined forces, they wouldn't be able to do anything to them.
However, just as the five of them were following the instructions of the East Sea's ore prospector and searching for a spiritual material vein, one of the mid-stage Core Forging cultivators was silently frozen into an ice sculpture at the bottom of the sea.
It was such a familiar way of killing. His junior brother's corpse shattered into pieces of ice in front of Xu Weihong and floated to the surface of the sea. Each piece of ice contained a part of his junior brother's body. Behind the ice sculpture was the person who had become the nightmare of almost all Xuan Ling Sect cultivators for the past five years.
Zhenling's abandoned disciple, Yin Xuanchu!
Ever since Dao Shi Laozu was assassinated by Yin Xuanchu five years ago, he killed four Xuan Ling Sect disciples and escaped with heavy injuries. After that, Yin Xuanchu spent a year recuperating from his injuries. In the next four years, Yin Xuanchu frequently attacked. In the past five years, Xuan Ling Sect had lost a total of one Transcendence Laozu, eleven Core Forging Realm cultivators, and dozens of Blood Condensation Realm cultivators.
The entire Xuan Ling Sect was thrown into chaos by Yin Xuanchu alone. Every Xuan Ling Sect cultivator who died in his hands was first turned into an ice sculpture, then shattered into ice shards on the ground.
The busybodies of the North Sea's cultivation world called Yin Xuanchu the 'Ice Demon', meaning that he was as bloodthirsty and murderous as a demon. Moreover, whether it was his cultivation, strength, or assassination skills, he far surpassed his father, one of the Three Truths and Four Spirits of Zhenling, Perfected Shadow, Li Xuanyin.
Fortunately, although Yin Xuanchu had become bloodthirsty in the past five years, other than Xuan Ling Sect, he basically didn't take the initiative to find trouble with cultivators from other sects. Therefore, although the other sects denounced Yin Xuanchu and even maliciously speculated that this was a conspiracy by Zhenling Zhenling, other than that, they could only watch Xuan Ling Sect as a joke.
The shocked Xuan Ling Sect cultivators hastily retaliated, but before they could catch Yin Xuanchu's hidden tracks, another mid-stage Core Forging Realm cultivator was turned into an ice sculpture before Xu Weihong's eyes and shattered into ice shards.
Run!
Xu Weihong made a prompt decision. He abandoned the two mid-stage Core Forging Realm Junior Brothers and flew out of the sea with all his might. Then, he turned into a streak of light and flew toward the southeast direction.
Just as Xu Weihong escaped a few dozen feet away, he heard a blood-curdling scream coming from the sea behind him. Xu Weihong could even imagine the lifelike ice sculpture of his Junior Brother, who was only at the mid Core Forging stage, screaming in pain.
Xu Weihong's heart trembled, and he immediately threw out a Fire Arrow Talisman. A huge pillar of fire arrow shot up into the sky, exploding into a silver flower with a radius of several hundred feet in the air. It could even be seen from hundreds of miles away.
Xu Hongwei knew that the only Junior Brother remaining in the Mid Core Forging Realm wouldn't be able to last long against Yin Xuanchu. Thus, Xu Hongwei bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. He actually executed the Blood Escape Secret Technique.
This time, Xuan Ling Sect had asked the Crystal Palace to send a mine seeker to search for spiritual materials in the northwest sea. This mine seeker was accompanied and protected by Lu Xuheng Laozu and more than a dozen Core Forging Realm cultivators.
Xu Weihong's team was also sent by Lu Xuheng Laozu. As long as Xu Weihong could escape to Lu Xuheng Laozu, Yin Xuanchu who was chasing after him would definitely die. At the very least, he could stay alive under the protection of Fa Xiang Laozu.
Just as Xu Weihong's imagination ran wild, he suddenly felt a chill behind him!
Without thinking, Xu Weihong threw out his natal magic weapon and hit it behind him with all his might.
Clang!
Xu Weihong staggered and fell forward. At the same time, he tried his best to turn his body and look behind him. However, the moment his natal magic weapon collided with the magic weapon of the person behind him, a chill had already spread through his natal magic weapon and into his body.
Xu Weihong couldn't help but shiver. After all, he was also a late-stage Core Forging Realm cultivator, a rising star that Xuan Ling Sect focused on cultivating, and a proud disciple of Feng Xutao Laozu. The Fuyao Spell was running quickly in his body. Although it couldn't expel the chill in his body, it could at least temporarily suppress it.
When he looked up, he saw Yin Xuanchu, who was dressed in black, looking at him coldly. There was not the slightest aura around him, but he didn't look like an ordinary person. Instead, he looked like a piece of ice that wasn't sick, causing the surrounding temperature to drop.
Xu Weihong knew that this was the aura of suppression. Usually, only Dharma Manifestation cultivators could have this aura. Apart from them, only those top-level demons with pure bloodlines could have bloodline suppression.
It was said that Yin Xuanchu was a mixed-blood human and demon. He had the bloodline of a top-level demon, the ice dragon, in his body. Could it be because of this?
This thought flashed through Xu Weihong's mind, but he didn't forget that this was a moment of life and death. This place was extremely close to where Lv Xuheng and Laozu were previously. Presumably, they had already seen the Fire Arrow Talisman that Xu Weihong had sent out and were rushing over to help. As long as he could hold on, perhaps he could escape with his life.
However, could he block it?
Xu Weihong didn't dare to think further, but these thoughts kept drilling into his mind. Xu Weihong's mind was already in a mess. The natal magic weapon in his hand was doing its best to block Yin Xuanchu's attack, but his expression was becoming more and more panicked.
A look of disdain flashed across Yin Xuanchu's eyes. Then, he returned to his calm state. The pair of frost daggers in his hands also became more and more fierce. Every time they clashed with Xu Weihong's magic weapon, a cold force invaded his vital essence. This caused Xu Weihong's vital essence to not circulate smoothly. Every time he blocked Yin Xuanchu's attack, he seemed more and more powerless.
Seeing that Xu Weihong was about to perish under Yin Xuanchu's sword, even Xu Weihong himself was beginning to despair, waiting for the final moment to arrive. However, Yin Xuanchu himself suddenly stopped and abruptly retreated dozens of feet. Only then did he hover above the surface of the sea, sizing up his surroundings.
Xu Weihong was stunned at first. Then, he realized something, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
The space beside Xu Weihong suddenly opened, and Lv Xuheng stepped out. He first glanced at Xu Weihong with slight dissatisfaction, then looked at Yin Xuanchu and said, "You are Yin Xuanchu, the disciple that Zhenling abandoned?"
Yin Xuanchu didn't answer Lv Xuheng and Laozu. Instead, he kept the daggers in his hands and said, "How many people have come? Come out!"
"Good! No wonder you are Li Xuanyin's son. You really have guts! "
Lv Xuheng clapped his hands and sighed. "All these years, Zhenling seems to have gotten lucky. He has an endless stream of elite disciples. If you, Yin Xuanchu, had not been expelled from Zhenling, I'm afraid your achievements would not have been much worse than Lu Xuanping's. One immortal and one demon, two swords and two tigers. Even so, the North Sea cultivation world still regards you as Zhenling's disciple!"
Yin Xuanchu remained silent. He only silently watched the Xuan Ling Sect cultivators that appeared from the surrounding sea, the void, the islands, and the clouds. They surrounded him in the center.
One Dharma Manifestation Realm cultivator, four late Core Forging Realm cultivators, and a late Core Forging Realm cultivator, Xu Weihong, who had just recovered from the dire situation. Furthermore, there were also Xuan Ling Sect cultivators rushing over. Yin Xuanchu was surrounded and caught in an unprecedented crisis.
Yin Xuanchu had once ambushed and killed a Dharma adept and even managed to kill four of them while being surrounded by several Core Forging adepts. However, that was an ambush that he had only launched after meticulous planning and careful planning.
Even so, when Yin Xuanchu broke through the siege, he was seriously injured and had to recuperate for a year before he gradually recovered.
At this time, Yin Xuanchu had not only lost the opportunity to launch sneak attacks and assassinations that he was best at, but he was also trapped in a meticulously planned siege. The situation was the exact opposite of what it was before. Now, he could only fight head-on against one Dharma adept and several late Core Forging adepts of the same level. Yin Xuanchu's current situation could be said to be extremely dangerous.
Hundreds of miles away, on the sea, a portal suddenly opened. Lu Ping walked out of the portal with a look of curiosity on his face.
The portal behind him gradually closed, and Lu Ping looked around at the surrounding sea. Then, he casually stretched out his hand and opened a portal. When his figure appeared again, he was already more than ten miles away.
"Looks like I can now more accurately control an area of more than ten miles. Even though my Divine Will can cover nearly thirty miles, once I go beyond this area, there will be a huge deviation in the coverage of the space."
Lu Ping felt the space magic that he was gradually becoming familiar with. He muttered to himself, "Looks like it's because I'm still a little unfamiliar with it. I think with more practice, I'll be able to more accurately teleport."
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