In Qingyun Ancient City.
The hundreds of people who had been rescued were still in shock.
They initially thought that they were dead for sure, but to their surprise, Ye Ping was like a divine soldier who descended from the sky and killed hundreds of Fiendcelestial Cult disciples with just one sword strike.
How could they not be shocked by his strength?
In particular, Ye Ping's words made him seem more dignified in front of them.
"Senior Brother Ye is invincible."
"Senior Brother Ye is a peerless and ferocious man."
"Thank you so much, Senior Brother Ye."
After they snapped back to their senses, they immediately cheered excitedly with indescribable excitement and agitation on their faces.
However, Ye Ping's figure had already disappeared. He did not stay and instead moved forward bravely without fear of danger.
Looking at Ye Ping's disappearing back, the female cultivators were all mesmerized. They no longer knew how to describe Ye Ping.
However, they were also clear that if they continued to stay there, there would definitely be danger. Hence, leaving as soon as possible was the most important thing to do now.
In the distance.
Ye Ping's speed was extremely fast, and the ten Torch Dragon Immortal Apertures in his body were fully opened to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to restore his Dharmic powers.
Every time he executed the complete Four Thunder sword momentum, one-fifth of the Dharmic powers in his body would be consumed. If he didn't open the Torch Dragon Immortal Apertures, he would probably not be able to continue.
However, Ye Ping was not a fool. He knew that there must be many Fiendcelestial Cult followers in Qingzhou Ancient City, and there was definitely no lack of powerhouses among them. If he continued to stay in his current realm, he would definitely encounter trouble in the future.
Ye Ping decided to refine the power of merit in his body while he hurried along the way.
Fortunately, it was the power of merit and Ye Ping's physical body was the Ancient Godfiend body.
Otherwise, he would be courting death if he dared to cultivate like this with any other physique or without the power of merit.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The power of merit turned into spiritual energy that filled Ye Ping's body.
Ye Ping's realm was also skyrocketing.
Second level of Qi Refinement, third level of Qi Refinement, fourth level of Qi Refinement, fifth level of Qi Refinement …
Other than Chen Yuan, no one else was able to see this scene.
Chen Yuan was stunned too.
He knew that Ye Ping was a ferocious man, but he really didn't expect him to be that ferocious.
For others, breaking through the realm was like giving birth to a child.
Ye Ping broke through the realm like a game, and in the blink of an eye, he broke through to the tenth level of Qi Refinement.
The most important thing was to refine the power of merit.
Big Brother, is merit free?
Chen Yuan was really dumbfounded. He had never seen anyone refine merit into Spirit Qi.
This is the power of merit, not cabbage. How can you waste it like this?
Just as Chen Yuan was complaining …
In the next moment, Ye Ping struck with his sword again. As the Sword Qi surged, more than ten power of merit surged into Ye Ping's body.
Chen Yuan immediately shut his mouth.
Sorry, to Ye Ping, the power of merit was really cheap.
In Qingyun Ancient City.
Ye Ping was like a god.
His body seemed to be painted with a layer of golden paint, appearing particularly dazzling in the darkness.
His Qi and blood were as vigorous as a furnace. He was like the reincarnation of a demon god, ferocious and monstrous.
His Sword Qi was sharp to the extreme, like an unsheathed immortal sword, looking down on everything in its path.
Along the way, whenever Ye Ping saw the Fiendcelestial Cult disciples, he would use the Four Thunder Sword Techniques without holding back.
Chen Yuan's heart skipped a beat.
However, Chen Yuan felt a little lucky that he had surrendered early. If he had encountered Ye Ping later, he probably wouldn't even have the chance to beg for mercy.
"What should I do? What should I do? If my colleagues find out that I was the one who brought this killer here, I'm afraid I'll die a horrible death."
At this moment, Chen Yuan was both thankful that he had surrendered early, but he was also filled with uneasiness.
However, at this moment, a beam of light golden light appeared. It was the power of merit, but it did not fly towards Ye Ping. Instead, it entered Chen Yuan's body.
Chen Yuan was speechless.
He was a little dumbfounded.
He didn't expect that he could actually obtain merit at all.
Besides, the merit was extremely pure. After it entered his body, it purified all sins on the spot, and all karma was eliminated by the power of merit.
In other words, Chen Yuan was no longer a resentful soul, but a kind soul. Not only could he enter reincarnation directly, but once he reincarnated, he would even be able to reincarnate as a son of a rich family.
That was the benefit of the power of merit.
Chen Yuan never thought that one day, he would actually be able to obtain the power of merit.
He had done a lot of bad things when he was alive, but fortunately, he had a bottom line. However, Chen Yuan also knew that if he died, he would have to bear a lot of karma, and he was even prepared to be captured by his colleagues in the future to be refined into a heretical artifact.
However, now that he had obtained merit, his entire being had been sublimated.
"Exalted Immortal, head north. I can feel that there are many Fiendcelestial Cult disciples there."
Chen Yuan soon understood why he could obtain merit. After tasting the sweetness, Chen Yuan immediately told Ye Ping to hurry up and subdue the demons.
It was because he was irreconcilable with evil.
"Alright!"
Ye Ping did not waste any time. He believed what Chen Yuan said. After all, Chen Yuan was tied up by him and they were bound together for good or bad.
They headed all the way north.
Ye Ping's speed was extremely fast. At the same time, his cultivation level was also increasing rapidly.
He had already completed the tenth round of Qi Refinement.
Chen Yuan saw all of this.
Apart from being shocked, Chen Yuan knew something else.
He had cozied up to him.
In the north.
As Chen Yuan said, there were indeed a large number of Fiendcelestial Cult disciples.
In fact, it was not just a large number. Basically, all the Fiendcelestial Cult disciples were gathered there.
In the combat arena of Qingyun Ancient City.
Tens of thousands of cultivators were all hiding there. They had already gathered there during the second wave of the Fiendcelestial Cult's attack.
It was also because they were gathered there that most of the Fiendcelestial Cult members were gathered there too.
In the combat arena, the silver-white light shrouded the place and tens of thousands of cultivators were all hiding in the light curtain.
Outside the light curtain, the Fiendcelestial Cult disciples were bombarding it with various Dharmic artifacts in a bid to use the simplest method to break the array formation.
Inside the light curtain, the cultivators did not sit still and wait for death either. All sorts of Dharmic artifacts shot out and turned into rays of light that killed many people.
In particular, the Qingzhou City Lord was holding a blue flying sword in his hand. Rays of Sword Qi shot out and killed dozens of Fiendcelestial Cult disciples in a single exchange.
Unfortunately, even if they killed the Fiendcelestial Cult disciples, they would turn into resentful spirits in an instant and devour the resentment before attacking the barrier.
The Fiendcelestial Cult disciples were all lunatics who were fearless of death. Only a small number of them had scruples, but most of them did not take their lives seriously at all. Their eyes were full of ferocity.
"Chen Zheng, I'll give you a chance. As long as you are willing to surrender and take back the array formation, I can spare your life and recommend you to the higher-ups. How about that?"
At this moment, the commander of the Fiendcelestial Cult spoke up.
He was a cultivator who was at the Perfected Foundation Establishment realm. He looked at Chen Zheng who was not far away coldly and made that offer in hopes that Chen Zheng would take back the array formation.
After all, many people of the Fiendcelestial Cult had died too. If this went on, he was worried that there would be some variables. Hence, it would be better for him to end the battle earlier.
"Wishful thinking, I, Chen Zheng, am an official of the imperial court and also an orthodox cultivator. It's ridiculous to ask me to join the Fiendcelestial Cult."
Chen Zheng's voice rang out, his face filled with disdain.
"Chen Zheng, don't be too full of yourself. These days, many orthodox cultivators have joined the Fiendcelestial Cult for the sake of survival."
"Lord Chen Zheng, no matter how good an official the imperial court is, you're just an insignificant City Lord of Jin Nation. In the eyes of the Jin Nation imperial court, you're just an insignificant City Lord. Who in the Ten Nations knows you, Chen Zheng?"
"In other words, our sect is an existence that can give the Great Xia Dynasty a headache. You don't agree because there are so many people around and you can't afford to lose face."
"However, I can promise you that as long as you take back the array formation, I can guarantee that apart from some of your trusted followers, the rest will never see the sun tomorrow within five minutes."
"After you join my Holy Sect, I'll let you be promoted and give you enlightenment. I'll strengthen your Dharmic powers and help you break through to the Golden Core realm in one go. By then, after thirty to fifty years, no one will remember you, Chen Zheng. By then, when my Holy Sect is established, you'll have the credit of becoming a dragon."
The commander's voice rang out. Every single word of his was filled with temptation. Every single word of his could move one's heart.
"City Lord, don't believe the nonsense of these people. They are from a demonic cult and the disciples of the demonic cult are best at deception."
"City Lord, don't be swayed. We are orthodox cultivators and if we betray the demonic Dao, we will go down in history."
In the array formation.
Tens of thousands of cultivators couldn't help but look at Chen Zheng, afraid that he would really agree.
"Everyone, don't worry. Even if I die in battle here, I will never surrender to the demonic Dao."
Chen Zheng did not choose to surrender. Instead, his gaze was even more determined.
"You really want to do this the hard way. Chen Zheng, you don't think that a Daoist expert will appear to save you, do you?"
"How old are you? Are you still dreaming? "
"Okay, when the array formation is destroyed, I will let you have a taste of what it means to wish you were dead."
After hearing Chen Zheng's answer, the commander of the Fiendcelestial Cult was a little infuriated.
He had tried his best to persuade Chen Zheng, but he didn't expect Chen Zheng to not take the bait. How could he not be angry?
However, thinking that victory was in his grasp, he did not hide it anymore and fell out with him.
However, at this moment …
A voice suddenly sounded.
"Look, is that Ye Ping?"
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